Mr. Guo has traveled a lot!
Very knowledgeable.
If you say he has never eaten the Manchu Han Banquet, he will admit it!
How many people have ever eaten this thing?
But he really didn't recognize this Ba Si Qia!
It doesn't look like a precious dish.
First, make three eggs, stir them vigorously, then put them in a pan and stir until they become a thick egg skin.
Fold it in half. This guy is quite particular. He cuts off the ugly edge and puts it aside.
Cut into rectangles.
Fry in oil until firm.
When frying, the two layers of egg skin bulge directly from the middle.
It became a bulging little bag.
Heat the oil and add a bowl of sugar.
Boiled until melted.
Bring out bubbles.
Watch this bubble rise and fall three times.
At this time, add sugar to the fried eggs.
Stir quickly until combined.
Remove from the pan.
Everyone stared at each other.
Qian Huan also imitated that person and handed the chopsticks to Mr. Guo in a servile manner.
However, he has learned his lesson.
Before cooking, wash your hands again and again with soap.
These things are placed next to the stove, and you can guess what they mean.
Mr. Guo looked at the child's hands and his expression was not very good.
There isn't much clean hands left when working in the fields.
But it looks neat.
The nails are also trimmed and clean.
It's so pleasing to the eye.
Guo Qingchun is actually a bit hypocritical.
Well, when conditions permit, he will try to be as clean as possible.
I wish others would stop helping me and cook for me.
I wish I could wash that vegetable ten times.
But when there are no conditions, he will make do as much as he can.
People like them can't help but run to the ground.
If you are really hungry, just pick them from the ground, wipe them with your hands, and put them in your mouth.
Watched for a long time.
Only then did Guo Qingchun pick up his chopsticks.
It was full of oil and sugar, so he didn't dare eat it right away.
Hot mouth.
This dish looks good.
Guo Qingchun took the chopsticks and picked up a piece with difficulty.
It’s all sugar and sticky!
Put it in your mouth and taste it.
Um! ?
His eyes widened.
Sweet and crispy.
tasty.
Think about the pot of oil and the bowl of sugar just now.
Old man Guo started to think in his heart.
I earn this month's salary, and apart from leaving a little for those poor children, most of the rest can be eaten.
Eating it four times a month should be fine.
It's well calculated.
Mr. Guo put down his chopsticks and cleared his throat.
Eating something sweet will easily make your throat sore!
When the chefs heard the noise, their attention immediately turned to it.
The reason they came was because the people in the Youth League Institute were chatting and they heard it.
I came here just to try my luck.
After all, I heard that he was paid according to the standard of a chef in a state-owned restaurant.
They took it to heart!
The chef in a state-owned restaurant earns more than ten thousand yuan!
No wonder this old man is called a sucker.
How much does the master chef make in a day? This is only how much I make.
In fact, this statement is wrong.
We only cook three meals a day, and there are only a few people. How can we possibly give so much?
It’s only thirty yuan a month.
However, in their eyes, that’s not a small amount!
One cent can buy a piece of candy.
Thirty yuan, that’s the price for a proper person in the city.
Although not as much as expected, it is acceptable.
So everyone wants this work.
They all looked at the old man eagerly, waiting for him to speak.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
