The boss cooks, and the bankrupt company opens a state banquet restaurant

Chapter 200 The banquet enters a heated stage!
When working in rural areas, when people are busy, they have no sense of time.

Others can live without it, but the owner cannot live without it.

In the main room, Liu Shengnan was called in by Han Cheng's mother.

"Katsuo, you see so many people are helping me, I'm just wondering if I can let your friend do it."

"Pull you down, I say." Han Cheng's father took out a red envelope from the pocket of his long johns, "Shengnan, this is a thousand yuan. We'll deal with your friend's help later. This is what we both mean. It’s already past noon, can you ask your friend to help cook a meal for everyone? With more than a dozen people helping, we can’t always feed people haggis vermicelli, right?”

Liu Shengnan holds the red envelope.

One thousand yuan is not much money to Boss Su, but to the old couple, it is equivalent to the annual harvest of one acre of corn.

There must be sincerity. Liu Shengnan looked at the yard. Su Chen had just marinated the beef and was defrosting the whole chicken.

"Let me ask." She didn't dare to confirm, so she had to say, "If the boss is really too busy, he will have no choice but to make everyone wrong."

You can feel wronged to anyone, but you can’t feel wronged to your boss anyway!

Han Cheng's parents smiled happily, "Okay, just ask."

The beef had been braised in the pot, and Su Chen leaned over to the pot and smelled the steam emanating from the pot.

Unfortunately, in order to kill the pig, he got the magic patch on his thigh.

Needless to say, with the blessing of the magic patch, Su Chen's legs were so powerful that the 400-pound pig could not move even if pressed. This almost inhuman strength certainly won the unanimous surprise of the villagers.

Now that there is no magic sticker, Su Chen can still smell it. The smell in the pot is exactly what he wants, but now that he has just started stewing, the smell is not very strong yet.

Anyone who loves to cook knows this.

Chicken eats ginger, pork eats star anise, what about beef?
Angelica!

The main ingredient of the braised pork this time is Angelica dahurica!

Angelica dahurica is the main seasoning, supplemented by white cardamom and cumin. The next level is peppercorns and aniseed. The last spice wrapping them is bay leaves.

There are six seasonings in total, which complement each other. Due to the different amounts used, the priorities of braised meat can also be clearly distinguished.

At this moment, the water in the pot gradually began to boil, and the fragrance gradually became richer.

Liu Shengnan came over and sniffed, "It smells so good!"

"It will be more fragrant later." Su Chen clapped his hands, and more than thirty chickens were thawed.

His plan was to cook a whole chicken.

The whole chicken can be cooked by steaming, frying or stewing, and roasted chicken is rarely served at banquets.

Su Chen chose a special preparation method in Sichuan cuisine. In Sichuan cuisine, it is called tartan chicken. Because the appearance of the finished dish is somewhat similar to the "tartan" clothing material, it got this name.

The reason for choosing this production method is also very simple.

The quality of the frozen whole chickens bought in the market cannot be said to be good or bad, they are just ordinary chickens.

Therefore, this kind of food cannot be said to be authentic, and its own taste is just that, so it is necessary to use seasoning to enhance the flavor and freshness, mainly to highlight the taste of the food.

That tartan chicken is a great choice.

Su Chen took out a thawed whole chicken and was about to start patting it with the back of a knife.

Liu Shengnan suddenly stuffed something into Su Chen's pocket.

"What?"

Katsuo felt a little embarrassed and winked and said, "It's already past noon, and there are so many people helping out at home."

"Han Cheng's parents want to see if you can get busy here. It's also a little bit of fun to get everyone a lunch or something like that red envelope."

Seeing Su Chen wiping his hands, Liu Shengnan quickly pressed Su Chen's pocket, "You have to accept this. It doesn't matter how much it costs, it's all your feelings. You can't let go of your feelings, right?"

Su Chen grinned, and he really couldn't let it go.

"But now the dishes are less than half ready. If you want me to make lunch, I can only make something simple."

"That's no problem!" Liu Shengnan has blind confidence in his boss's craftsmanship.

I completely forgot one thing. The reason why Han Cheng's parents wanted Su Chen to help make lunch was because it was too shabby to eat vermicelli, noodles, etc. Not to mention setting out seven large bowls and eight large plates, they would at least fry some for the helpers. A dish.

Unexpectedly, Su Chen decided as soon as he slapped his forehead, "Let's make soy pot noodles! I haven't done it for a long time."

"Okay!" Liu Shengnan was also excited. Su Chen hadn't done it for a long time, which meant they hadn't eaten for a long time.

By the way, Katsuo always felt that the boss's hot pot noodles must have been secretly upgraded, because the last time she made it, she ate four big bowls so hard that her belly almost burst!

"That's okay. Let Shu Ting do their work, and you can see if you can call a few aunties over to help with the dough."

Liu Shengnan waved his hand and said it was no problem.

In this courtyard, she is now the king, and everyone must obey her orders!

The SS level skill of making hot pot noodles is not only about making the pot, but also kneading the noodles. With so many people eating, it is not necessary. It is definitely enough to have an S level.

Su Chen wants a basket of eggs. For S-level soy pot noodles, eggs are still used to make the soup base, as long as they are fresh!

At the same time, there is a bunch of green onions. After cutting up the green onions, start the pot and heat the oil.

Several aunts were making noodles nearby and chatting while Su Chen wasn't paying attention.

"I'm still thinking about what to give us, just a whole bowl of noodles?"

"Everyone can understand that something happened to the master in charge of the ladle. At worst, everyone can go back to their own homes to eat their own food. It's really not dignified to make some noodles."

"Indeed, it's just a bowl of noodles. We might as well go home and eat it by ourselves. We're all neighbors and we won't say anything."

I don't know whether this was directed at Su Chen or Han Cheng's mother.

The aunts really didn't mean any harm. Something happened to the master in charge of the ladle, and a temporary replacement came in. He could do whatever he wanted, and no one had anything to say.

Even if I want to tell everyone, I am really too busy today and there is nothing I can do about lunch. The worst I can do is wait until the wedding banquet is over and thank everyone.

But what's the point of making a pot of noodles for everyone?
Han Cheng's parents were quite happy at first, but now they were standing on the rock platform watching a few people making noodles, while Su Chen was chopping green onions and stirring eggs, and they were not happy anymore.

Han Cheng's father called his eldest cousin over and said, "Go to the restaurant in town and bring back some dishes."

The eldest cousin is not old. One of the characteristics of young people is that they don't care about things. He glanced at Su Chen and said, "Noodles are just noodles. Just go back to work when you're full. Let's set a table tomorrow night. Thank you for these." Neighbors and folks.”

Han Cheng's father smoked his pipe and shook his head, "You don't understand, go ahead and keep the account, and I'll give you the money when you're done."

"Okay." The eldest cousin didn't talk nonsense and drove off again in the Wuling car.

He just walked off with his front foot.

Su Chen directly heated up the oil in the pot and pulled the hair dryer suddenly in front of the air inlet of the stove. The huge wind immediately caused the firewood in the stove to burn violently, and the oil in the iron pot began to smoke instantly.

Immediately, Su Chen poured the stirred eggs into the pot. With a sizzling sound, the egg liquid solidified almost instantly.

It was only now that the people in the yard had truly seen Su Chen's craftsmanship.

In the past, Su Chen was handling ingredients and condiments slowly, with almost no major movements. Now it was just a scrambled egg, which immediately attracted many people to stop what they were doing and look over.

As soon as the egg liquid solidified, Su Chen poured the green onions into the pot. It was quite difficult to shovel the huge iron pot!
The hot oil that has been cooled by the egg liquid soaks the eyebrow green onions and begins to emit a strong green onion fragrance. When the green onion fragrance reaches the standard required by Su Chen, the chopped cabbage sticks and leaves are poured directly into the pot.

"It's so enjoyable to cook this way!" Su Chen couldn't help but sigh.

Big pots and shovels, full of ingredients, looked shocking even to me.

After the cabbage softens slightly, simple seasonings are added to the pot, and soon a large basin of water is poured directly into the pot!

The solidified egg liquid and vegetable oil had a strong emulsification reaction the moment they came into contact with the water. When the water turned white, Su Chen also put the lid on the pot.

"Cut the noodles thinly." He said casually to the aunt next to him.

Within a few minutes, under the fierce fire, the soup in the iron pot began to boil. Su Chen put the cut noodles into the pot and added some soy sauce.

There are some differences between big pot rice and ordinary meals. There is nothing wrong with a little more condiments!
About six or seven minutes.

Su Chen said, "Okay."

Liu Shengnan swallowed his saliva. Several other employees at the delicious restaurant also looked like this. They had not eaten hot pot noodles for a long time, and they had not eaten the hot pot noodles made by Su Chen for a long time!

Several girls had already stood by the pot with stainless steel basins in their hands, waiting for the noodles.

Liu Shengnan shouted at the top of his lungs, "The noodles are ready, everyone is here to eat!"

A few gentlemen who were helping to chop wood were squatting in the corner smoking cigarettes.

"Eat, let them eat. I just saw Mao Dan driving out. He must have gone shopping for groceries. We will eat groceries later and have some drinks by the way."

"Yes, the noodles are not delicious. Let's have some hot food and drink some wine later."

Several people squatted in the corner unmoved, and Han Cheng's father was worried.

On the other hand, the aunts, although they had said something unpleasant just now, still stood behind Liu Shengnan and the others with stainless steel basins.

"Serve yourself." Su Chen took the lead in serving himself a bowl.

To be precise, a basin.

Recently, Su Chen deliberately restrained his diet, so he had more soup and less noodles. He dropped some vinegar into the basin and took it back to the house to eat.

Liu Shengnan and others filled the rice one by one and returned to the house. Zhang Li specially made a basin for Zhang Jiayi and carried it back with both hands.

It's the turn of the aunt next door.

Seeing that the young people had all returned to the house, the aunt was free to talk this time, "Let's eat something first, those gentlemen are waiting for food and drinks."

"What the hell, can you still work in the afternoon after drinking? Then I'm a girl on stage, I don't know how to drink!"

"Leave it to them. I think they will only eat vegetables later. Don't save the noodles."

Han Cheng's mother brought two basins and handed them to her wife.

"I won't eat. I'll eat vegetables with them when Mao Dan comes back." Han Cheng's father was very stubborn. He felt that the thousand yuan red envelope was wasted. After a long time, he made a pot of noodles.

Don’t we know how to make noodles ourselves?

As soon as he refused, he heard the noisy voices of several aunts over there.

"Oh my god, this is so delicious, isn't it? Wow~~"

The aunt who made the noodles was the first to try it. The rich aroma of green onions that had just entered her mouth immediately conquered her taste buds and she couldn't help but praise it.

"Really, this guy can do it! Can the noodles be so delicious? Who can go in and ask how they are made?" Another aunt sucked up the noodles in a few mouthfuls, and even drank the soup. .

"If I could make noodles like this, my family would definitely have to go to the restaurant less often, so hurry up and ask!"

"Bah ya ba liu~ Just ask, it's delicious!"

The movement on their side caused some gentlemen in the corner to laugh.

What's so good about a broken noodle?
Could it be better than the pork stewed vermicelli brought back from Han's store later?
"It's really delicious. Try it." Han Cheng's mother also started eating.

The aroma of green onions in her mouth made her wonder if she had just eaten a raw green onion!
The fragrant noodles and soup jumped on her taste buds wantonly, giving this mouth that has always been "salty, fresh and saucey" a fresh experience that she has never had before!

"you eat."

"Try it, just take a bite!" Han Cheng's mother simply picked up a chopstick of noodles and threw it in front of Han Cheng's father.

The old man was a little embarrassed. Fortunately, his dark skin covered up the blush, otherwise he would have been laughed at.

He opened his mouth impatiently and ate the noodles on his chopsticks. When he was still mumbling a few words, Han Cheng's father suddenly opened his eyes wide and said, "Oh, Mom! It's so delicious!"

This time, he didn’t need anyone to persuade him. He didn’t believe it, so he picked up the bowl of noodles and said to the people in the corner, “Try it, it’s really good. It smells delicious.” , so delicious!”

Several men looked at each other.

I was thinking that the old man couldn't bear to buy more vegetables and wanted us to eat some noodles and eat less vegetables later?
But we usually get along well, so it stands to reason that Lao Han is not such a person!
The uncle in the front glanced at the people behind him and said, "Forget it, let's have a bowl of noodles first and wait until Mao Dan comes back."

Several people also lined up to serve noodles.

Not long after.

"Suck slip~suck slip~"

"delicious!"

"A single noodle can be made like this? How many more can we eat at tomorrow's banquet?"

"This young man is amazing. Not only is he strong, but his cooking is also so delicious. Whoever marries him in the future will be blessed during the day and blessed at night!"

In a moment, a row of men squatted in the corner of the small courtyard, each holding a stainless steel basin in their hands, waving the chopsticks in their hands crazily and stuffing it into their mouths!

One thing to say is that the big iron pot that was enough to stew Zhang Li was really big. Almost everyone of the fourteen or five people cooked two big pots of noodles, but there was still some left in the pot. of!
At this moment, Han Damao, the eldest cousin.

He was driving his Wuling Hongguang back from town. When he was bored while walking on the road, he specifically told his wife that he must bring his children back for dinner tomorrow.

Saying that the food cooked by the chef is delicious is only one aspect. The main reason is that Han Damao likes to join in the fun.

There are several dishes packed in boxes at the back of Wuling, including stewed eggplant with potatoes, stewed vermicelli with pickled cabbage and pork, and a few stir-fries.

Taking out these things will basically confuse every Northeastern person.

After finally wandering back to the village, Han Damao hugged the box and shouted at the top of his lungs, "We're back! The food is back, hurry up, everyone is here to eat!"

They had all reached the door. Han Damao stretched his neck and glanced at him. Why was no one paying attention to him?

Walk a few more steps inside.

Good guy, we haven’t eaten yet, why are everyone working more energetically than before?
"It's time to eat, it's time to eat!"

Several men who were busy playing on the stage glanced at him, but no one said anything and continued to do their own things with their heads down.

There is also a butcher from the village, dismantling pork on the chopping board.

Then there were a few middle-aged men, standing on ladders to connect wires in the yard.

Hey, that's weird.

At this time, Han Cheng's mother came over and said, "Maodan, there is still some noodles in the pot. Eat it quickly."

Noodles?
The eldest cousin smiled.

My box is full of delicious food. Are you telling me to eat noodles?
But he wasn't that direct, "Okay, aunt, please get this dish out first, and I'll serve the noodles."

Mao Dan went to the stove and lifted the lid of the pot and took a look.

Is this the noodles you're talking about?
There are a few scattered noodles and some noodle soup, which looks pretty good, but the problem is that there isn't much.

It doesn't matter, there is food to eat anyway.

The eldest cousin filled up the noodles, and when he turned to look, the vegetable box he had brought back was still sitting on the ground, with no one paying attention to it.

'No, what's going on with these people? Everyone was so hungry just now that their eyes were black, but now that the vegetables have been bought, no one has eaten them? '

The eldest cousin held the basin by himself in depression.

'If you don't eat it, I will eat it myself! '

I opened the box and happily took myself a chopstick of sauerkraut. It was so sour and fragrant!
A bite of sauerkraut and a pair of vermicelli noodles is a satisfying meal.

Finally, some noodle soup.

"呲流~"

The eldest cousin's chopsticks went towards the potatoes in the box, but the moment the noodle soup entered his mouth.

"Huh?" He looked down at the noodles in the bowl, "Is it so delicious?"

Has it been too long since I've eaten noodles?
A little unconvinced, he gave up the potatoes for the time being, picked up a pair of chopsticks and ate the noodles.

"Suck it!"

It's really delicious!
Endless scallions, ginger, and soft cabbage. Although the noodles are a bit overcooked, it does not affect its taste at all! It even feels more flavorful!

But when it was time to eat again, there were no noodles in the bowl.

The eldest cousin suddenly understood something at this moment.

He raised his head and took a look, only to see several people's eyes hiding from him, not daring to look at him. "Wow! Such delicious noodles, I feel like you are all full, why did I get this dish for free?"

This time, he understood.

"You guys are so interesting! The noodles are so delicious, can you eat such a big pot? Are you really not leaving any for others?"

Depressed, the eldest cousin buried his head in the basin and licked it once before throwing the basin into the pot.

"I have finally seen through you!"

The people in the yard smiled awkwardly and continued working, with no one paying any attention to him.

It was at this moment.

Su Chen has completely conquered Han Cheng's family and even many villagers in Hanjiagou with his hot pot noodles.

The doubts that existed in everyone's minds before have now completely disappeared.

At the same time, the eldest cousin secretly sent a WeChat message to his wife.

【Must come! This chef is really good at cooking! A delicious treat, you will definitely regret not eating it! 】

Putting away his mobile phone, the eldest cousin depressedly took the steamed buns and started eating the dishes in the box.

"Nima, why doesn't this potato and eggplant stew taste good?"

After Su Chen ate noodles, he also took a lunch break on the kang in the room.

When in town, do as the Romans do.

There was a huge kang, with Su Chen lying in the middle, He Shuting and Ling Shuyu on the left, and Zhang Jiayi and Zhang Li on the right.

Hmm. I slept very comfortably and smelled good.

Su Chen's movement of getting up woke up the others, and no one felt the slightest bit embarrassed.

Zhang Jiayi looked at her watch, "It's time for Abao and the others to arrive."

"Just wait for him!" Su Chen stretched himself out.

In fact, the ingredients in the yard are all handled pretty well. The next step is to make them. It’s a bit too busy for one person. When A Bao is in place, you can let go and do it!

Went for a walk in the yard.

The two black-haired pigs have been completely dismantled, and the place where the pigs were killed has been cleaned. More people means more power!

But at this moment, Su Chen discovered something different.

The men setting up the stage over there glanced at the position of the stove from time to time. After all, the eldest cousin couldn't help it anymore.

"Brother."

Su Chen waved his hand, "I don't smoke."

The eldest cousin put away the cigarette and asked, "What's in the pot? Why does it smell so good?"

"Beef, braised beef, for cold dishes tomorrow."

"Oh, oh." The eldest cousin lit up his cigarette, "Is there any extra beef? Let's prepare it for dinner tonight."

"Yes, all the dishes are extra. Just in case there are more people than thirty tables tomorrow. That's okay. I'll cut a plate for everyone during dinner in the evening."

"Hehe, that will work. Just watch it." The eldest cousin continued to work without a clue.

Su Chen looked at the time. The braised beef was almost done.

Because there is not enough time to marinate, the beef must be cooked three times. This is the ultimate secret to the truly delicious sauce beef!

The lids of the four iron pots were opened at the same time, and huge steam came out, flickering in the yard and then disappearing immediately.

Despite this, it still caused the people in the courtyard to swallow their saliva.

Everyone's hand movements were obviously much slower, and all eyes fell on Su Chen's position.

Su Chen turned around and asked, "Do you have a pressure cooker at home?"

Han Cheng swallowed, "Yes!"

"Okay, you bring it out to the pressure cooker. The meat has to be pressed for half an hour. I'll leave this to you! After pressing, put it in the basin first and wait for me to deal with it."

The household pressure cooker is relatively small, and since there is so much beef, it can only be cooked slowly in batches.

Han Cheng took the pressure cooker, poured the soup and meat into it, and then brought it back to the stove at home to start stewing.

"Isn't it illegal to eat a small piece of this big pot of meat?"

Han Cheng turned around and looked around. He was the only one in the room. Hey, hey, he pinched the piece of meat that had fallen off with his hands, and there was still a little tendon on it.

Pick it up and stuff it into your mouth!
“Damn it, where the hell did this cook come from!”

When the beef enters the mouth, it really smells of beef slowly.

Although this sounds outrageous, this is how it feels!

While chewing crazily, the flavor of sauce gradually began to fill my mouth. The taste went from light to strong. Until I swallowed a mouthful of beef, the flavor of sauce was still strong in my mouth!

Han Cheng subconsciously stretched out his hand to pinch again.

"Snapped!"

He was slapped hard on the back of his head.

"I knew you were going to steal it! You don't even pay attention to your own wedding banquet? What if it's not enough?"

Han Cheng turned his head, and Queen Sheng Nan was staring at him condescendingly, "If you steal my hand again, I'll chop it up for you!"

"Okay, okay." Han Cheng didn't explain much, but asked, "How did you know I wanted to eat secretly?"

Liu Shengnan snorted coldly, "In our company, I have seen many people like you!"

Of course, she wouldn't say it.

If it were herself, she might also eat a little secretly.

Han Cheng, who was caught, could only sit at home and stare at the pressure cooker this time. He only heard the noise outside and stood up to look out the window.

Someone you don’t know is here again? It seems that he is still a colleague of Liu Shengnan?

"Do you want to take a rest first?" Su Chen asked.

The visitors were none other than Liu Abao, Bai Xiaobo and Fang Changge.

Abao took a sip of the mineral water in his hand, "Why don't you rest? I slept all night yesterday, let's get started!"

Su Chen smiled.

It's okay if Liu Abao comes, because he specializes in Sichuan cuisine, and the main theme of this banquet given by Su Chen is Sichuan cuisine!

Since Po doesn’t need to rest, let’s get started!
"Stir the pork with fermented bean curd, you fry the meat, and I'll make the sauce!"

"Got it!"

The two of them quickly got into the mood. Xiaobai took Su Chen's notebook and started to mix other ingredients according to what was recorded on it.

Don’t forget, Bai Xiaobo was the contestant who was responsible for pickling fish fillets with pickled vegetables back then!

He does this job with ease.

"Then what should I do?" Brother Fang Chang was a little anxious when he saw that everyone was in working mode instantly.

His wife Jiang Yuan had already gone to the yard with the girls to play with the cats.

"Don't tell me, there is really something to do." Su Chen pointed to the disassembled pork over there, "Boss Fang, please go and get all the lard. We need to make some lard."

"Okay, leave the oil refining to me too."

Fang Chang is the most suitable person to do this. No one knows better than him which part of the meat is suitable for what.

In an instant, several grown men were all engaged in work.

Not long after, Su Chen fried the pieces of pork belly until they were golden brown, left the oil bottom in the pot, and started frying the pork skin side down!

bang! bang!
The pig skin continued to explode under the high-temperature oil. Abao looked at the oil droplets splashing on Su Chen's hands. Even so, the boss did not move at all.

"What a fierce man! Aren't you afraid of getting burned?"

When someone helps, the efficiency is different.

As one dish after another was completed, Han Cheng's small courtyard gradually began to emit waves of rich meat aroma.

The smell of the meat attracted nearby villagers who were preparing to eat to watch.

At this time, it was still early, and the villagers who had gone out to farm came back, carrying their own rice bowls and squatting at the entrance of Han Cheng's yard to eat.

"Whose chef did you invite to this table? Just the smell of this is enough to prepare the meal! Wow~"

"I don't know. He must be a chef from a big city. Why is he still wearing a suit and cooking? He must be from a big city."

"The chefs are all little girls. Hey, these are good cooks. It's really fun!"

"Based on this taste, I can't go wrong with tomorrow's banquet!"

People were chatting while squatting to eat and smell the food, but no one noticed that there was a man with slightly gray hair at the end, eating eggplant in a bowl and looking at Han Cheng's father who was busy in the yard.

He took a deep breath, stopped eating the rice in the bowl, stood up, turned around and walked home.

"The seats at Lao Han's house are great. My mouth is watering just from the smell."

Han Wenhu, director of Hanjiagou Village Committee.

Just now he was squatting in front of someone else's house, smelling it and felt that the rice in his bowl was no longer fragrant. He recalled that when his son married a wife, what was the food called?
"What's going on? You still want to go to someone else's house for dinner? We don't have any exchange of gifts or money with them." Han Wenhu's wife washed the pot, "Are you going to eat now? If not, I'll feed the pigs."

"I won't eat it." Han Wenhu waved his hand depressedly. The moderate taste lingered in his heart and couldn't go away. "Give me two hundred yuan."

"What are you doing?"

"Don't worry about what I'm doing, just bring it quickly." Han Wenhu said. He had already lifted the linoleum cloth on the bed, took two hundred yuan and put it into his pocket. "Come back early at noon tomorrow. Let's have a feast too." go."

"Are you crazy? You can't eat anything with two hundred yuan. Do you have to let them eat at their house?"

Han Wenhu glanced at his wife and said, "You will know when you go and smell it later. The two hundred yuan gift money will definitely be worth it."

As for the rhetoric, he had already thought of it.

Anyway, I am the director of the village. Although I didn’t invite you to my son’s wedding, I took the initiative to come to your son’s wedding. Isn’t this to give you face?
No one would refuse someone to give him a gift of money.

This is a good thing.

At night, Han Wenhu closed the window and prepared to go to sleep. When he walked closer, he faintly smelled the smell of meat, and his stomach growled twice.

"Damn, why does it smell so good?"

After closing the window and lying on the kang, he turned over and said, "Bring a few plastic bags with you when you have dinner tomorrow. I'm sorry for us grown men. You can pack the leftovers and stuff back then."

"You are the only one who has a lot to do every day!"

The woman kicked him, turned over and went to sleep.

In fact, in addition to Han Wenhu's house, this was the case in many villagers' houses that night.

When Su Chen and Liu Abao were making it like crazy, the aroma that came out was something that people like them who had only eaten ordinary banquets could understand.

It was completely beyond the aroma exuded by most restaurants, and Su Chen would even prepare a dish between A and S level from time to time.

Not to mention the smell!
As long as the villagers passing by the Han family's yard were almost all in a state of insomnia that night.

I can’t help it, I’m hungry! ! !

Until the rooster crows outside and the sky is just getting light.

Su Chen and others got up immediately and drove back to the village from the hotel in Hanjiadian.

"The main event is here! Thirty tables, success or failure depends on this!"

Liu Abao patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, boss! By the way, have you left a table for us?"

Katsuo was already putting on makeup, so he didn’t follow him back to the village.

Su Chen gave A Bao a reassuring look, "The cook will never starve himself, don't worry about that! When I make a dish, I will make an extra plate. Zhang Li, keep an eye on it and don't leave the dish to others." Stolen."

Not to mention that everyone was here to give gifts to Katsuo for the wedding. After working for so long, they deserved a dinner to thank guests.

On this point, Su Chen would not be polite to his master.

All the dishes are superfluous. When the time comes, there will be thirty-one dishes for each dish, and Zhang Li will just hide them!

"Boss, don't worry when I do things!" Zhang Li also patted her chest.

He Shuting and Zhang Jiayi were serving as bridesmaids in the hotel. Su Chen made special arrangements before leaving. If anyone didn't move quickly, they would just lift their legs and kick them.

Zhang Jiayi said that she has been practicing Taekwondo since she was a child, so she will definitely not be bullied.

With Ling Shuyu at the scene, Su Chen felt reassured about their safety.

Fang Chang and Bai Xiaobo also stayed in the hotel. As 'brother's family', it was entirely up to these two men to block the door.

"Gan, I shouldn't have taken this job. I also want to block the door!" Su Chen was a little depressed.

"Boss, don't say that. When I get married from now on, you can push the door open for me." Liu Abao said with a smile.

To be honest, it was just dawn this morning.

At the hotel, they were putting on makeup and taking photos, and the atmosphere was already high. Before leaving, Liu Abao went to take a look at the wedding room.

Red festive atmosphere and busy crowds.

For some reason, Abao felt an urge to get married.

The two of them were silent all the way. After arriving at Hanjiagou, the yard continued to be busy.

The busy work of the past few days was all in vain, but the real busy work was this morning!
Some people posted couplets, put up a red carpet, and tied red trousers belts for the groom.

In the alley outside, people began to set up tables, three in a row, and the tables were covered with table paper.

Su Chen and Abao drank some hot water and immediately got into work on the banquet.

"Beef cut into a plate with soy sauce."

"Frozen pork knuckle, cut it into a knife, then season it."

"Lotus root slices, ice vegetables, potato shreds and vermicelli are all processed."

Following Su Chen's orderly orders, Abao began to process the ingredients one by one. In order to ensure the progress of the work, Han Cheng also invited two aunts at home to help cut vegetables.

Su Chen directly handed over Liangpin's work to Liu Abao.

In this weather, we can only eat a few bites of cold dishes. The real highlight is the hot dishes.

The mung bean frozen pork knuckle can be served directly. Now Su Chen starts to cut the pork belly.

These pieces of meat are all fried and fried pork belly the day before. After cooling overnight, the pork skin has become like tiger skin.

Cut these pork belly pieces into coin-thick slices, put every ten slices skin-side down in a small stainless steel basin, and then pour the prepared fermented bean curd juice. After making thirty-one basins, place them directly in a large Start steaming on the iron pan.

You don’t have to worry about steaming the meat for a long time.

The longer the steaming time makes the pork belly taste softer and less greasy.

This dish is steamed for four or five hours and then served directly.

Next, is today’s other big dish.

Crispy fish with onion!
Heat the pot and heat the oil. It’s cooked vegetable oil!

While the oil was hot, Su Chen started the first strength work of the day.

Kill the fish!
(End of this chapter)