Concubine Chef Youxi: Lord, Master, stop

Chapter 92 Gluten
The new year is lively and happy, and it will be the seventh day of the lunar new year in a blink of an eye, and tomorrow Yunlaiju will officially open for business.

During the Chinese New Year, Jun Yize and Jun Yijing came to play at home once, and they were full of praise for the snacks made by Mi Xiaoye, which were similar to chicken popcorn, and they both said they were fragrant and delicious.

What the two of them said made Su Ziling gradually start to think about it. Could it be that Mi Xiaoye's dishes can also open a small shop?
"What?" Mi Xiaoye was practicing deboning poultry, turned her head to look at Su Ziling in disbelief and said, "Master, you mean a snack shop?"

"I think we can open a snack shop next to Yunlaiju to sell the things you make." Su Ziling said, "Didn't everyone like the cake and chicken popcorn last time?"

Mi Xiaoye blinked her eyes, and immediately realized that this was a good opportunity to salvage a fortune to become famous and go down in history!
"Okay, master, let's open a snack shop." Mi Xiaoye said, "Just sell cakes and chicken popcorn, although these two things really don't go well together."

Su Ziling said: "You can sell whatever you like, as you like. By the way, you have to remove the bones of those chickens today, you know?"

"Understood, Master." Mi Xiaoye sighed and was submerged in a pile of poultry again.

Mi Xiaoye is not an honest person. While deboning the chicken, she thinks that the snack shop will sell both. Isn't it too little?

Do you want to make some grilled sausages and hot dogs and sell them?
By the way, you can make finger pies, baked gluten and grilled sausages!This is Mi Xiaoye's favorite snack when she was in college. If it can be brought back to Dashang to sell, how popular do you think it will be?

Thinking of this, Mi Xiaoye's subordinates quickened their movements, and after deboning dozens of chickens, they immediately rushed to Su Ziling's room.

Su Ziling looked at Mi Xiaoye in front of him, his expression was really funny.He was wearing an apron, his eyes were flickering at himself, and... for some reason, two chicken feathers were swaying on his head.

"You!" Su Ziling walked over and said, "You're a year older, and you're still so frizzy."

Looking at the chicken feather on Su Ziling's hand, Mi Xiaoye stuck out her tongue and said, "It won't happen in the future."

"You came to me in a hurry, what's the matter?" Su Ziling asked, "By the way, have you packed up those chickens?"

"Of course, master, please rest assured that this apprentice is not what he was when he first came here, and he won't be opportunistic anymore." Mi Xiaoye said, "I came to find master because I wanted to open a snack shop, and only sold cakes and chicken rice crackers. Too little, so we sell finger pies, grilled sausages and grilled gluten."

Su Ziling could think of what the first two were, but he didn't know what the last one was gluten.

"What kind of gluten are you talking about?" Su Ziling asked.

Mi Xiaoye clapped her paw and said, "Why, our Dashang doesn't have gluten? It's okay, I'll invent it!"

Su Ziling nodded and said: "It's good that you know how to do it. Now you don't need to remove the bones. Let's make gluten. I will go and see with you as a teacher."

Mi Xiaoye nodded, feeling very happy in her heart, never thought that the gluten method she had learned before would come in handy at this time.

Mi Xiaoye came to the small kitchen in her yard, took some flour, added an appropriate amount of water and a little salt, and stirred vigorously to form a dough.After waking up for a while, wash it repeatedly with clean water to wash off all the starch and other impurities in the dough, and the rest is gluten.

(End of this chapter)