The man regretted his words the very next second.
Everyone knows that this young man is Guo You's grandson, so they are somewhat related.
It's enough to understand in your heart.
Saying it in front of the person involved shows a lack of thought.
He had expected Yu Hui to be angry, but instead heard Yu Hui calmly say:
"Maybe! But the main problem is that Chef Wang had a small disagreement with our family."
"oh--"
The middle-aged man nodded meaningfully.
He roughly guessed what kind of conflict had occurred.
Guo You, an elderly man, is eighty years old this year and has always been a respected figure in the village.
Even if Chef Wang is arrogant, he won't argue with the old man.
Guo Fuqiang is a businessman, glib-tongued, and has high emotional and intellectual intelligence.
I won't make things too ugly.
After much thought, only Guo Xianjin remained.
This afternoon, the uncle overheard Guo Xianjin saying he was going to deduct Chef Wang's wages.
Not only will they deduct the late fee, but they will also deduct 200 yuan from each day's wages.
Cutting off someone's livelihood is tantamount to killing their parents.
Guo Xianjin's actions were undeniably excessive.
actually.
Everyone in the village knows that Chef Wang is a pretty good cook.
Although it can't compare to cooking at home, the taste has always been pretty good.
This lunch today was somewhat influenced by personal grudges.
The middle-aged man smiled, looked Yu Hui up and down, and said with a smile:
"Chef Yu, you've never been a rural chef before, can you handle it this time?"
What kind of talk is that?
Yu Hui gave a forced smile: "How will you know if you don't try?"
At this moment, an older woman who was watching the show also spoke up.
"Yes, we'll have to let Xiao Yu try it to find out."
She grabbed the older man and pulled him back.
He kept muttering, "Don't bother Xiao Yu, hurry up and add some firewood, can't you see the fire is almost out?"
"Oh dear! I almost forgot!" The uncle quickly squatted down to add firewood.
"Xiao Yu, don't take it to heart, he just talks too much," the older woman said.
Yu Hui wouldn't take such a trivial matter to heart.
"It's alright, Auntie, let's hurry up and cook!"
......
There were four pots in total. Apart from the uncle who added firewood, everyone else was guarding one pot.
Use a large spatula to flip the food back and forth, ensuring all the vegetables are heated evenly.
After the old man who was adding firewood finished, Yu Hui called out to him:
"Uncle, could you help me stir-fry this? I'll add some seasonings."
"good!"
The uncle washed his hands and then took over the work from Yu Hui.
The key to making delicious communal meals lies in the pot, the spoon, and the knife.
We also need to control the seasonings and strive to do a good job in every step of the process.
Details determine the taste!
Large-batch meals are usually made in large quantities at once, unlike family meals where you can just add a little bit of salt, soy sauce, oyster sauce, etc. and it will taste good.
basically.
A single pot of food requires half a bottle of seasoning, which puts a great test of the chef's control over the seasoning.
Adding too much will make it salty, while adding too little will make it bland.
The timing of adding seasonings varies depending on the dish being cooked.
For example, adding salt too early when stir-frying vegetables will destroy vitamins and cause the vegetables to release water.
Soy sauce loses its nutrients and flavor when heated to high temperatures, so it's best to add it just before taking the dish off the heat.
......
For chefs, the amount of seasoning and the order in which they add it are difficult to control.
Especially the chefs who cook in large pots.
They generally have no concept of these things and place them entirely based on intuition.
I don't care if it tastes good.
As long as the quantity is large enough to fill you up, that's fine!
Yu Hui picked up the salt, stood beside it, and watched it for a while before putting it down.
Seeing this scene.
The uncles and aunties cooking all looked at Yu Hui with puzzlement.
Their thoughts were in unison at this moment.
Everyone felt that Yu Hui was slow at doing things.
If it were Chef Wang, or any other cook in the village...
They were quick and efficient, adding the seasonings in no time.
There's no one like Yu Hui.
Hesitant and indecisive.
Of course, Yu Hui had no idea what they were thinking.
I'm still adding seasonings based on my intuition.
After a while, an impatient older woman couldn't stand it anymore.
She yelled at Yu Hui, "Young man, can you hurry up and add the seasonings? Why aren't you working hard enough!"
Are you teaching me how to do things?
Hearing this, Yu Hui was speechless.
He never expected this.
An outsider is actually pointing fingers at me.
There was a moment of silence.
He explained why he did it.
Hearing what Yu Hui said.
The four middle-aged women and men all said they had learned a lot!
"Wow, there are so many things to know!"
"No wonder my stir-fried romaine lettuce always releases water; it turns out I put the salt in too early."
"Adding salt to medium-rare meat makes it even more tender? I've learned something new!"
"......"
at the same time.
A gentle breeze carried the aroma of the large pot of food that Yu Hui and others were cooking.
Guo You's neighbor.
Two children, around three or four years old, were playing in the yard, each holding a Super Wings toy.
They are twins, nicknamed Tuantuan and Yuanyuan.
"It smells so good, I think I can smell pork ribs~~~"
The older brother swallowed hard.
He walked over to his younger sister, Yuanyuan, and said, "Little sister, can you smell something fragrant?"
The younger sister, Yuanyuan, gripped the Super Wings arm with both hands, turned her head, pouted, and looked at her older brother, Tuantuan.
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