Starting A Restaurant in Old Days Chapter 10

The cadres were waiting outside, but Ethan Lin was so anxious that he broke out in cold sweats.

He wanted to find someone to help with cooking, but there were only him and Henry Su in the kitchen.

Henry Su is younger than him, can he cook such a hard dish?

He was still struggling with his thoughts when he suddenly heard the sound of a chopping board banging beside him.

I saw Henry Su had already started cutting the pork belly into pieces, putting it into the pot to blanch and let it cool.

Then he added oil and stir-fried scallions, ginger, garlic and spices in a series of movements, as smooth as flowing water. Any addition would reduce the burden.

Ethan Lin noticed that during the cooking process, the seasonings added by Henry Su were very different from those added by Master Li.

He watched with horror from the side.

I’m afraid it won’t taste good.

However, for Henry Su, this braised pork is not only Oscar’s specialty, but also his signature dish.

Henry Su watched from the side and his eyelids twitched.

Henry Su had no intention of waiting for him.

Henry Su had no complaints, and Ethan Lin was even more grateful to him. When packing the rice, he pressed it again and again, as if it had been pressed into a stone.

She looked regretful, "Oh, I should have kept him before Master Su left."

As soon as he left, Ethan Lin and Chen Meilan jumped up at the same time and rushed towards the kitchen.

The sweetness of rock sugar when it is fried in sugar color, the meaty aroma of pork belly, and the aroma of various spices blended together...

At that time, the Su family members simply refused to agree and were called fools by others.

Today is his mother's 70th birthday, and she specifically asked for the braised pork from the state-owned restaurant, saying that the braised pork here is the best.

"My mother-in-law is planning to hold a banquet and is in need of a chef. Chef Su is perfect for the job!"

When the disaster struck, everyone said that it would be better to throw away such a fool and let Su Laosi give birth to another one.

Among them...there was exactly half a pot of braised pork left.

Neither of them was thin, but they managed to squeeze in through a door frame.

Besides, this braised pork is stewed. Could it be that this cadre was so hungry that he got the waiting time wrong?

When he walked to a small path, he vaguely saw an old man in the dim light, squatting on the ground, smoking a pipe and taking a puff from time to time.

Chen Meilan looked him up and down, looking rather disgusted, "When can you make braised pork like this, I will come to you."

He thought that Ethan Lin had learned how to cook braised pork from somewhere and had surpassed his master.

"Sir? It's so dark here. How did you get to town?"

so far so good...

seven thirty.

Chen Meilan and Ethan Lin remained silent, immersed in the wonderful enjoyment of their taste buds.

But now she had no time to care about anything else.

How old is he!

...

I finally got through the waiting time.

Master Su?

Henry Su!

He cooked the braised pork?!

call.

After a moment of silence, Oscar Li's face was unpredictable, "Xiao Lin, this braised pork... did you make it?"

It's Oscar Li's unique smacking lips when he eats.

Ethan Lin's eyes were dim, and he said aggrievedly, "Sister Lan, why don't you think of me when you do this kind of thing... They are all master chefs, and I'm just a vegetable cutter, and I have a family to support."

Ethan Lin was startled and said with a wry smile, "Master, do I have this ability? It was the new Master Su who did it."

Henry Su waved at them and strode into the night.

Under normal circumstances, Chen Meilan would definitely laugh in her heart at this cadre who couldn't keep his cool.

Inside the state-owned hotel.

This sounds fake.

Ethan Lin suddenly fell silent.

The old man was walking on the night road, supported by his grandson, and he felt very happy.

Isn’t it just a bowl of braised pork?

It’s like I’ve never eaten it before.

Seeing that there was only one piece of braised pork left in the pot, Chen Meilan and Ethan Lin looked at each other, and their momentum was evenly matched.

The cadre in the Zhongshan suit was indeed very anxious.

Wait a minute!

Chen Meilan was so anxious that she wanted to taste the food he cooked right now.

Han Zhiming swallowed unconsciously, and finally couldn't help but walked forward and asked shamelessly, "Comrade, is my braised pork ready?"

When the braised pork was in hand, Chen Meilan breathed a sigh of relief, and Han Zhiming also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Snapped!"

The two of them rushed to the iron pot at the same time, reached out their hands in unison, and picked up a piece of plump, trembling, tender and chewy braised pork with chopsticks.

The braised pork is stewed for just the right amount of time. The fat melts in your mouth, and when you chew it carefully, you can taste its glutinous texture.

"Alright, alright, if you keep pretending, you'll break the rules. I'm leaving first, and you guys should go back early too."

Henry Su walked over quickly, looked at the old man, and examined him carefully before speaking.

Oscar Li breathed a sigh of relief, but nodded calmly, "That's true."

But he didn't know since when, an alluring fragrance lingered at the tip of his nose.

The rage that was raging in Ethan Lin's heart shrank back in an instant.

Who is this Master Su?

They’re both braised pork, but why is his so many times more fragrant than Master Li’s?

"Master, let's go. I brought back some good stuff today. You have to taste it."

But his back...seems a little anxious no matter how I look at it.

After the ginger and garlic were stir-fried in oil, he put the pork belly in to fry. However, he did not pour a lot of oil like Oscar Li did, as people these days like to cook meat with lots of oil. Instead, he only poured in a proper amount.

Henry Su, who was walking in the town, certainly had no idea how much shock Oscar Li had been caused by the braised pork he left behind.

He even wanted to pour the half pot of braised pork into Henry Su's lunch box, not leaving any soup behind.

While waiting, he rolled up his sleeves from time to time, checked the time on his watch, and looked towards the hotel entrance many times.

His smile was vague, but also more genuine.

But Henry Su did not expose it.

According to his experience, pouring too much oil when stir-frying will result in a greasy taste in the end.

It’s time for the chef at the state-owned restaurant to get off work.

Baji.

When he saw Henry Su, the old man stood up suddenly and waved at him.

Han Zhiming carefully put away his lunch box, took a step forward, and rode away on his bicycle.

Now it seems that I really know how to eat.

According to an unwritten rule, leftover food from state-owned restaurants can be packed up and taken home.

Just at this moment, a pair of chopsticks stretched out from nowhere and firmly grasped the last piece of braised pork.

Chen Meilan slapped her thigh suddenly, breaking the atmosphere.

Ethan Lin's cheeks were puffy, and his mouth was shiny with grease. He said nonchalantly, "Why are you staying?"

The old man was not angry at his grandson's nagging, but smiled and said, "Your grandma is nagging at home, I don't like it, so I came to town to see you."

I don’t know where Oscar Li is going. He hasn’t come back yet at this time.

Now it seems that it is all fate.

This child will have a great future.

This is to repay the favor!