Chapter 868: : Food stall (on)

"Boom..."
Early in the morning, the food business street called Liujia Lane was heard by the wheels of small carts.
Xia Yu dressed as a passerby, wearing a hat and mask, pushing the car, and his named disciple Liu Ying, as usual, had a double pony tail. Mother Liu deliberately got up early and dressed her daughter cleanly and beautifully. Liu Ying helped Xia Yu with her hand.
The car is a commonly seen mobile food stall.
Of course, thanks to Zhu Qing, the fixed booth is available. Don’t be afraid to fear that the urban management brigade, which claims to have the strongest fighting power on the surface, will come over to catch people and seize the car.
The stall is on this street, but on the street, close to a university town.
It was about seven or eight in the morning when the food stand was set up at a fixed position. Liu Ying could only watch Xia Yu keep picking up kitchen utensils and ingredients and sorting out the stall. Obviously it is a very small car, but there are many things hidden inside.
There are two stoves that can normally fire, and they use special fuel. They are professional fiery fire stoves. It takes only six or seven seconds to fry potato shreds to install the plate.
The ingredients are mainly flour, pay attention to the signboard of the food stall-
Liu's Fried Noodles!
Why is it specializing in fried noodles?
Last night, Xia Yu thought about it. He pulled up a food stall to train her disciples on psychological qualities so that she would see more people and change the fear of getting sick.
At the same time, he also has a fried noodle recipe for Liu Ying's culinary special training-"Seven Kingdoms Fried Noodles"!
No doubt.
The purpose of learning this recipe is to strengthen Liu Ying's sensitivity to "heat", and then lay a solid foundation for learning bursting cooking skills.
Xia Yu thinks about it. At present, he has learned to be successful, and has marked his genre's cooking skills. It is nothing more than an explosion and an inequality of spices.
The spice inequality is actually an experience of spice. It is accumulated over time, and it is not instant. Without the qualification of "God's Smell" like Ye Shanshanliang, it would not necessarily result in any significant results if you immerse yourself in it for several years.
But the burst is different and easy to get started. Xia Yu's first-hand cooking skills are also it. Some masters lead the door, and don't take it easy to learn green and blue burst.
"All right!"
Putting a bag of flour beside the stall car, Xia Yu turned to a wooden deck chair, and threw the prepared pillow, then lay down on the chair, very comfortable and comfortable.
"Just follow the recipe. The lowest goal today is to sell 20 fried noodles. When will this number be sold and when will we close the stall."
Liu Ying's small face was wrinkled tightly.
"20 copies..."
She looked at Xia Yu, who closed her eyes on the recliner, and her eyes were shining, obviously there was a shyness.
This street is already lively, plus the location is close to the university city, and the street is already surrounded by passersby around eight o'clock in the morning.
Standing dumbfounded for at least five or six minutes, a passer-by walked past the fried noodle stall and saw a little girl dressed up half-size, standing quietly in silence. Then, behind the stall, the guy who seemed to be the owner of the stall, Lazy in the recliner.
"very strange--"
A couple of male and female college students are coming out of the off-campus apartment to prepare for class on campus and have a breakfast along the way.
The two locked the signboard of the fried noodle booth and came straight to them.
The female student shouted to the lounge chair: "Is there any business? We want to order two fried noodles."
Xia Yu, who had been "sleeping" in the past, said nothing.
"Excuse me..."
When the male student pulled his girlfriend who wanted to ask again, he said with disgust, "Go, come out to set up a business and sleep too lazy, cooking is definitely unreliable! Let's go to the restaurant we usually eat!"
The two quickly moved to the battlefield, which was on the same street as another food stall.
This is the only guest who asked at the booth within ten minutes.
For a long time, the booth was filled with an awkward atmosphere.
"No, you can't do this anymore!"
Liu Ying quietly cheered herself up, "It’s not just selling food and entertaining guests. This is the only way for every successful chef. You must do it, Liu Ying, come on!"
She glanced back at the motionless teenager on the lounge chair, with a sigh of relief on her face.
"Can't disappoint Mr. Xia..."
In his head, the promised scene of Xia Yu and her appeared involuntarily.
"Sakura, this special training will take at least a week. Of course, if you don’t want to, I don’t force it. It depends on your personal wishes. And if you can achieve my daily business goals, I will Give you the corresponding rewards..." The young man shoots the little girl's head.
reward!
Culinary rewards!
Even if it is just a few plain words, it is very precious to Liu Ying, who desires a higher and farther view.
She is young, but she also has little wisdom, knowing that it is hard to find a way to lead people. Girls at this age tend to be much more mature than boys, and think more, otherwise Liu Ying wouldn't care about Ju going downstairs, to take back the place that his father had guarded during his lifetime.
"20 fried noodles!"
Once again talking about today's business goals, Liu Ying's shyness and dodge in her eyes were replaced by stubbornness.
I can!
There is no ready-made noodles for fried noodle stalls, and the handmade noodles need to be homemade.
She picked up the recipe slip on the kitchen counter, and glanced at it, her small face wrinkled again.
"The unified fried noodles of the Seven Kingdoms? What should I do?"
Liu Ying has a sense of turning around, and her face is pale.
She couldn't understand this recipe at all, so esoteric.
Just as the fighting spirit that was hard to swell was about to be wiped out by a pot of cold water, Liu Ying glanced at the bottom sentence of the recipe note, which was obviously Xia Yu’s special note:
All of the above is forgotten, just remember this sentence-
Rub peeing beef into strips.
"Ah-" Can't help covering her mouth, stunned, "Are beef the main body of the unified fried noodles of the Seven Kingdoms?"
Thinking, Liu Ying's face appeared strange again, running left and right, and finally found a transparent bag with a perfect seal in the pile of ingredients at the small table next to it.
Pulling out the fresh-keeping bags layer by layer, Liu Ying's big eyes stared at the scarlet minced meat emulsion, and then sniffed the strong beef flavor coming from him. He said: "So Mr. Xia has prepared it for me!"
A bag full of ground meat, the main meat is beef tenderloin, but there are also jelly, shrimp, Liu Ying grabbed a little in the palm, the pretty little Qiong nose, sniff again and again, "When broken, it should be put in Ginger onions, rice wine, eggs and other spices..."
"It really is the raw material for peeing beef balls!"
Liu Ying pursed her lips, picked up the bag, and jumped on the small stool to work properly in front of the kitchen counter. She took out a large group of minced meat and placed it on a clean chopping board. Xia Yu’s special note was in her head. ?"
Wow wow
She tried it, and looked at the meaty meat that was barely stripped, and she burst out with a chuckle, "Why, like a red slug, so disgusting!"
Certainly not!
Liu Ying did not rush to make the second attempt, but bowed her head, and had thinking and wisdom beyond this age in her big eyes.
Passers-by come and go, pointing at this delicate Loli standing on the stool.
"Which child is this?"
"Liu's fried noodles? It's a new stall, no wonder I have no impression!"
A little further away, Lei Aoxue looked at the teenager who had "sleeped" on the recliner and bit his lip.
After all, he couldn't help curiosity, Lei Aoxue arrived at the booth.
At this point, Liu Ying has begun a second attempt.
She mixes the ground meat with high-gluten flour and stirs it with water. It is well known that kneading dough and noodles requires strength, but it is not lethal, and requires superb skill.
Snapped!
Snapped!
The kitchen counter with limited stall space ~EbookFREE.me~ was used reasonably, Liu Ying's forehead was sweating, a large ball of red dough was slightly soaked, and she was gradually kneading and forming under the delicate and delicate palm of her hand. With repeated kneading, the texture becomes smoother and more delicate.
"call……"
Liu Ying wiped his sweat and smiled, "Sure enough, without flour, how can it be noodles! I blame me for being so stupid. Fortunately, I didn't wake up Mr. Xia to give me a hint, otherwise he must be very disappointed with me! "
"Well, half an hour after waking up, you can make your own hand-made wide noodles!" she said to herself.
Lei Aoxue saw this quietly and couldn't help but say: "What is your face?"
"Ah!" Liu Ying was startled, and her little body was on the stool, swaying, almost not falling. She didn't know Lei Aoxue, a stranger, and was staring at her with sharp eyes...
Liu Ying lowered her head.
"Yes, it's..." He didn't speak in a panic.