dumb wife farming

Chapter 531 Mala Tang

During the two days when the cauldron was still being made, Song Yao took the list and started to prepare everything.Xu Jinsheng was on the sidelines to help.

"News have come from the south of Yunnan, and the people there have settled down. We won't have to worry about fresh vegetables this winter." Xu Jinsheng was very happy to follow Song Yao.

"Good!" Song Yao nodded appreciatively.

"Ma'am, here comes the beef bone." Just as he was speaking, Uncle Zhong walked in with two small beef leg bones.

"Uncle Zhong, after you wash it, put it in the pot and boil it over high heat." Song Yao was washing the mushrooms and couldn't move for a while.

"Okay." Uncle Zhong nodded, and he was very motivated. Anyone with a discerning eye knew that Song Yao was studying food again.

In the past few months, Fulai Restaurant has been brought back to life, crushing the Feng family and becoming the busiest restaurant in Xuzhou City. Now that Song Yao is here, life will only get better and better in the future.

Xu Jinsheng simply lit the fire over there, she also wanted to know what Song Yao was going to do.

Song Yao placed a long table in the yard, on which various vegetables, mushrooms, fungus, bean skin, braised pork slices, vegetable balls and meatballs were prepared.She put the spices she adjusted into the soup in an orderly manner, and waited until the soup was boiled, and a fragrant smell came out.

"It smells so good." Seeing that the pot was already boiling, Xu Jinsheng skillfully chopped a few pieces of thick wood, put them in the stove and set them on fire, and he couldn't help but stand up.

Song Yao brought over the prepared small colanders, put the ingredients on the long table in one by one, and then put the small colanders into the soup to cook until all three colanders were full.

Standing by the pot, she poured boiling soup into the colander.

"Asheng, go and bring over the sesame oil." Seeing that it was almost time, Song Yao raised her head and called out to Xu Jinsheng.

Xu Jinsheng immediately ran to the back kitchen.

After a while, the sesame oil, chili oil and so on were brought over.

Song Yao took the big soup bowl, put all the boiled vegetables and meatballs in it, took another spoonful of rich soup to fill the whole bowl, and finally put some chili oil and sesame oil.

"Sister, it smells so good!" Xu Jinsheng was drooling all the time, and almost rubbed his head away.

Song Yao smiled: "I made three bowls, you taste it first, if you don't have enough ingredients, you can add more." After speaking, she went to serve again.

After a quarter of an hour,
The three people sitting at the table had already drank the soup, and Xu Jinsheng stared at the pot with some dissatisfaction.

"How is it? How does it taste?" Song Yao put down her chopsticks and looked at Xu Jinsheng and Uncle Zhong seriously.

Uncle Zhong stretched out a thumb: "It's delicious. This soup is very rich in taste, and those dishes are also very delicious. It's getting cold now, and I feel warm all over after eating a bowl."

"It's delicious. The meatballs are soaked in beef soup, and the green vegetables are put at the end. It tastes very refreshing. This soup is so delicious." Xu Jinsheng also kept boasting.

Song Yao herself thought the taste was very good, so she shared her idea with the two of them.

After Xu Jinsheng and Uncle Zhong listened, they were both stunned: "Self-help Mala Tang?"

"That's right, it's a self-service Malatang. I chose these dishes and meatballs for you, but when it's time to make them, it's definitely up to the diners to choose. As for how much sesame oil and spicy oil, it's also their choice." It's starting to get cold, once this thing is done, it will still be very profitable.

(End of this chapter)