Wanjie Hotel: Iron Man is not allowed to charge
Chapter 19: All the money I earn is hard-earned
Chapter 19: All the money I earn is hard-earned (Please read on)
With more and more guests checking in and the gym resuming normal operations, I believe that the gym of this five-star hotel will soon be open 24 hours a day.
By then, the gym alone will be able to generate considerable income for me.
Just think about it and be happy.
"Are you still eating vegetable and egg noodles today?"
Wen Ming waited until the blonde woman put away her luggage and came out of the locker room before asking.
The blonde woman took off her coat, leaving only a tight sports T-shirt and yoga pants, looking particularly sunny and healthy.
Wen Ming saw a healthy beauty in her.
Her periods must be very regular.
The blonde woman smiled expectantly upon hearing this. "Of course. If you have other dishes, I'd also be happy to try them."
Wen Ming nodded: "Then I'll give you a new dish."
Seeing Wen Ming leaving, the blonde woman couldn't help but feel a little excited.
New dishes?
What could it be?
Can every Oriental man cook like him?
……
Wen Ming returned to the front desk, took out the paper printed yesterday and placed it in front of the bell, then began to prepare today's breakfast with full concentration.
He first picked out the small pumpkin that he had asked the purchasing department to buy yesterday afternoon, washed it, cut off the top, and then used a small spoon and a knife to hollow out the seeds inside the pumpkin bit by bit, and then dug out a small part of the flesh.
Put the cut top back on and place the pumpkin cup and lid into the steamer.
After doing this for eight pumpkins in a row, Wen Ming took out six small pumpkins, washed them, peeled them, cut them into small pieces, placed them on a plate, and then put them all into the steamer.
Start steaming.
The American people love pumpkin so much that they even hold a pumpkin competition every year, so Wen Ming prepared a pumpkin steamed egg and red bean pumpkin pancake for the guests this morning.
It has both oriental characteristics and can attract the love of the American people.
Kill two birds with one stone.
The $31 breakfast, plus tax and tip, came to $46.4.
Converted to 337.
We can't let these foreigners say our breakfast is not worth the price.
This is all hard-earned money.
……
After doing all this, Wen Ming returned to the front desk, where customers arrived one after another.
They didn't seem to care much about the patrol cars and cordons outside, as if it had nothing to do with them. Even acquaintances chatted and laughed as they walked into the elevator and entered the gym together.
Wen Ming was surprised again.
Isn’t it said that foreigners also like to watch the fun?
Don’t you want to watch such excitement?
Are you used to it, or do you just not care?
Unable to figure it out, Wen Ming stopped thinking about it.
Making money, no, cooking is more important.
……
More than half an hour later, the window outside turned slightly white, and the blue sky in the east began to gradually brighten.
A new chef came at this time. He greeted Wen Ming, then entered the dining area and began to prepare this morning's buffet breakfast.
All the ingredients had been prepared in advance last night, so it wasn't too much trouble for him to prepare them by himself.
Wen Ming also returned to the dining area, and the steam in the steamer reached its peak at this time.
Wen Ming turned off the fire and first took out the pumpkin that had been cut into small pieces.
The pumpkin had become soft at this time. Wen Ming used a spoon to crush the pumpkin pieces into pumpkin puree while it was still hot, then added glutinous rice flour and kneaded it into dough.
The ingredients used for this dough are different from the flour used for the dough yesterday morning. Wen Ming added a small spoonful of cooking oil to prevent it from sticking to his hands.
After the dough was kneaded, Wen Ming covered it with plastic wrap and set it aside to rise. While waiting for it to rise, the pumpkin soup in the pot gradually cooled down.
Wen Ming took out eight eggs and beat them.
Salt, a pinch.
Warm water, double the amount.
Use a small strainer to filter the egg liquid to remove the tendons, then pour the beaten egg liquid evenly into the eight pumpkin cups.
Then start steaming again.
After watching the movie commentary for a few minutes, the pumpkin dough had already risen. Wen Ming pinched off an egg-sized piece of dough with his hands, rolled it into a ball, flattened it, and wrapped it with the red bean filling left over from the previous few days to make a small round cake.
Repeat this process until 60 pumpkin pie rolls are made.
Looking at the red bean pumpkin pancakes neatly arranged in front of him, Wen Ming smiled with satisfaction.
Cooking is much more relaxing than watching a donkey's hoof being repaired.
Take out the white sesame seeds and sprinkle them evenly on both sides of the 60 red bean pumpkin pancakes.
Finally, take out a toothpick and press out patterns on the pumpkin pie.
At this point, all preparations are complete.
Wen Ming looked at his phone and it was already six o'clock in the morning.
time flies.
Guessing that the weightlifters upstairs were about to come down, Wen Ming turned on the teppanyaki and heated the iron plate.
Once the iron plate is hot, add olive oil.
As the oil heated up, Wen Ming began to arrange the red bean pumpkin pancakes one by one on the teppanyaki grill.
When the hot oil hits the moist crust, it immediately makes a sizzling sound, and the aroma of the red bean pumpkin pancake gradually spreads.
"It smells so good, what is this? Is it a pie?"
When the first batch of red bean pumpkin pancakes were fried until golden brown on both sides, the blonde woman sat down on the high stool opposite Wen Ming on time.
"Red bean pumpkin pie, an oriental pastry."
Wen Ming scooped up one with a spatula, put it on a plate, and placed it in front of the blonde woman: "It's a little hot, be careful."
Wen Ming doesn't want to be "made rich overnight" by someone.
He had heard the story of the old lady from the United States who was scalded at McDonald's and received millions in compensation since he was a child.
After being reminded, the blonde woman who was originally ready to act could only control her temper.
At this moment, Wen Ming took out a golden pumpkin steamer from the steamer and placed it in front of her: "Pumpkin steamed egg, it's also very hot, wait a moment."
The blonde woman looked at the beautiful little pumpkin in front of her, her beautiful blue eyes narrowed into a line. "You can also make pumpkin steamed eggs? I love pumpkin the most."
She couldn't wait to eat.
"I wonder if this pumpkin steamed egg tastes the same as the ones you usually eat."
Wen Ming smiled and signaled to the other party that the red bean pumpkin pancake was ready to eat.
The blonde woman picked up the red bean pumpkin cake with chopsticks and took a light bite. The fragrant, soft and sweet taste suddenly exploded in her mouth.
Although the crust is fried, it does not appear greasy. Instead, it adds a firm texture to the sweet and glutinous taste.
At the same time, the red beans in the filling also reduce the greasiness of the crust, making the taste of the whole red bean pumpkin cake richer.
Hard with softness, soft with hardness.
With just one bite, the blonde woman filled up the emotional value again.
"It's so delicious. The red beans inside are so sweet. Damn, my sugar intake is going to exceed the limit today, but it's really delicious."
As the blonde woman was giving likes frantically, yesterday's non-white buddy walked over quickly and started asking questions before he even arrived.
"Red beans? Isn't it vegetable and egg noodles today? Oh, are there pickled mustard greens today?"
(End of this chapter)
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