Chapter 166: Hollandaise

After Zhou Kun explained it for a long time, and with the help of Huang and other old ladies, Zhou Kun's mother Xu Xiujun believed that this was the spontaneous welcome ceremony held for them by the old ladies.
It's just that when his son became so familiar with a group of old ladies.
"Welcome you to our famous Jinlan Residence. They say that distant relatives are not as good as neighbors. From now on, everyone will be a family.
So Zhou Kun's mother was in a state of dissociation all the way, following Huang Fang all the way, listening to her chattering about the layout of the community, but Zhou Kun looked helpless.
After about ten days, Xu Xiujun has completely integrated into the Jinlanzhihua group. Apart from going to the hospital every day to see her husband's situation, she spends the most time hanging out with these old ladies.
Which one went to learn a stew today, and tomorrow went to dance in the square. In short, there was no discomfort, which made Zhou Kun breathe a sigh of relief.
The smooth life of Zhou Kun did not continue to the business, because the fruit he brought back hit a wall for the first time.
After Qian Lina's aunt Zhou Zhaodi reminded her last time, Qian Lina focused on the promotion of lemons in major western restaurants and Japanese food stores.
But a common problem has arisen, that is, high-end restaurants do not like Kunyang's lemons.
"Lemons? We only use Ulica from the United States here. We don't use domestic lemons."
"Where does your lemon originate? Lingguang? It is domestically produced? Sorry, we don't use domestically produced lemons in our store."
Because domestic lemons are generally thick and seedy, and often have bitterness in their sourness, many high-end restaurants simply abandon domestic lemons and choose more plump and juicy imported lemons.
What Qian Lina didn't expect was that Kunyang's lemons were turned away by them because of the origin, and there was no chance to try it.
"Zhou Kun, this lemon investment seems to be failing. I didn't expect the domestic lemon market to be so small, and..."
Zhou Kun looked at Qian Lina like a losing cock, so he comforted him: "If every fruit can be like a watermelon and grapefruit, wouldn't we just lie down and count the money? Maybe I am also to blame, after all, the lemon is me. Found it."
"Yes, I still have grapefruit! Distribution, in this case only distribution can sell this lemon."
So Kunyang's new round of distribution started again. With the previous example of red jade tomatoes turning over, this time the wholesalers became smarter.
"Lemons? Kunyang's fruits are not difficult to sell, even if it is a distribution, you have to promote me well."
As a result, the person under his hand turned around, but the lemon still did not sell. It seems that this time it was really unsalable, so lemons once again became a loss-making inventory, which in disguise led to an increase in the price of Huaxiang grapefruit, so Kunyang's Huaxiang grapefruit was once again fired up in prices.
But soon the wholesaler regretted the lemon again, and Qian Lina had to admit that she had taken a look.
To say that the quality of lemons from other worlds is really not bad, at least it is more than enough to pretend to be imported lemons.
As a result, many wholesalers moved their brains. Kunyang’s lemons were labeled and turned into high-priced imported lemons. It is precisely because of this that the lemons were secretly mixed into the back kitchen of a high-end restaurant.
"Desktop! I have stressed many times, to be clean! Clean!"
"These side kitchen knives are unqualified, all are redone!"
"Who sent this pot of sauce is too much."
In a French restaurant in Silver City, the chef is constantly roaring in French, and the atmosphere of the entire kitchen is particularly depressing following his words.
Today is a very important first day for Chef Andre, because his teacher will bring many friends to his restaurant for dinner.
It’s been three years since Andre came to this restaurant in Yincheng. Since he failed to be promoted to chef in Wutong country three years ago, Andre, who was self-defeating, chose to bow his head to money and was hired by a high salary. I'm the head chef of Wutong National Cuisine Restaurant.
Because there are few authentic Wutong cuisines in Yincheng, Andrei's cooking skills are highly praised in Yincheng, so he gradually relaxed his requirements and began to become lax.
It's not that Andre doesn't understand his state, but after staying in such a comfortable environment for a long time, he naturally stopped pursuing more exquisite cooking skills and better dishes until he got a letter from his teacher a week ago and told him Recently, I am going to Yincheng to participate in a food competition. During the period, I may come to Andre’s restaurant for dinner, by the way, to see if his craft has deteriorated.
It is impossible for Andre to say that he has been studying in Wutong Country, so he seems very anxious these days.
Naturally, this anxiety began to be brought to the working kitchen, so there was the previous roar.
Today’s main ingredient is pan-fried salmon, and the sauce is hollandaise sauce, one of the top five mother sauces in Wutong cuisine, but now the sauce is overwhelmed and can only be started again.
"Lemons, I need lemons!" Andrei feels that the more anxious he is, the easier it is to make mistakes. Now he is in a hurry and can't even do the usual calmness. He has a premonition of the teacher's evaluation of himself~www.mtlnovel .com~ After a lot of busyness, the dishes are finally ready, but Andre has no confidence to face his teacher.
"Chef, the guests in front invite you to come."
Andre, who was named by his name, suddenly had his heartbeat speeding up. In the end, he couldn't escape being scolded by the teacher?
After all, he followed his teacher as an apprentice for several years, and the abuse he suffered during the period left him with lingering fears.
"Andre, you are finally willing to come out to see me."
"Teacher, I..."
"The salmon's heat is wrong, it's 30 seconds longer."
"This asparagus is processed too rough, and the soil smell is very serious."
As the teacher commented one by one, Andre became more and more inferior. Is he really so bad?
"But your hollandaise sauce is processed very well, it can even be said to be the soul of this dish. The rich lemon aroma and butter flavor eliminate the fishy smell of salmon and even stimulate the sweetness of asparagus. It shows that Andre you still There is no wasting of your talents, as long as a little time, you will be able to return to the top, and even surpass your previous achievements in Wutong country."
"Teacher, really?"
"Come on, Andre, after all, you were one of my most valued disciples."
Until the teacher left, Andre was still immersed in the teacher's affirmation of his joy. Does he really have such a gift in cooking, just like the teacher said?
Andre, who returned to the kitchen, couldn't help but taste the Holland sauce that the teacher said. After all, he was too busy to pay attention to these details before.
"Wait, is this my hollandaise sauce made by myself? Why is it so strong?"
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