Chapter 72: Good Words Can't Persuade a Damned Ghost



"How do we eat these pig offal?"

Entering the warehouse, Sha Zhu looked at the pig offal and felt a little worried: "I can't just take the nine-turn large intestine, right? There are also pig hearts and lungs?"

"Stir-fried pig lungs with chili peppers is actually quite delicious. As for the pig heart, it's even better. Stir-fried pig heart with soy sauce is such a great dish."

Jia Dongsheng laughed and said, "As for pig intestines, besides the Nine-Turn Intestine, you can also braise them, stew them with sauce, or stir-fry them. Isn't that all possible?"

Sha Zhu only learned Tan cuisine and Sichuan cuisine, and in these two types of cuisine, pig offal is not used very often.

This is also the limitation of Sha Zhu. He has not learned other cuisines and has not even been exposed to other cuisines.

This means cooking in a factory kitchen. If you work as a chef in a restaurant, you can only work in a restaurant that specializes in Sichuan cuisine, not other restaurants.

In this regard, Sha Zhu is a little inferior to Nan Yi, the protagonist of another period drama.

Nan Yi likes to study. He not only likes the cuisines he knows and those he doesn't know, he also likes to research. For example, when the wind blows, he can use wild vegetables to make very delicious vegetable buns.

This is why Nan Yi finally became a state banquet chef, but Sha Zhu, who clearly had the level of a state banquet chef, had no chance to work in the state banquet kitchen.

"Old Jia, what dishes should we make for lunch?" Qi Shuang asked from the side.

"Since Director Fang said we need to make something tough, then of course it has to be tough."

Jia Dongsheng looked at the ingredients, thought for a moment, and said, "How about four main dishes: beer duck, boiled fish, braised pork, and braised pig's head?"

"Very good, these four dishes are indeed very tough." Qi Shuang said.

"It's just too hard. It would be a waste to feed these factory officials."

Sha Zhu muttered something, then said, "When it's ready, I will definitely try it first. I want to eat it before these cadres."

I was thinking, "I'll definitely bring some back when I get off work."

"That's settled then. I'll also make some mapo tofu, egg and wood ear mushrooms, pickled cabbage, and celery powder, and I'll have eight dishes."

After deciding on the dishes, several people took the necessary ingredients back to the kitchen and started to get busy.

Among the three chefs, Qi Shuang’s cooking skills were the worst, so the big pot of food at noon was given to him.

Jia Dongsheng and Sha Zhu worked together to prepare the dishes for Director Yang's reception.

Four of the main dishes were prepared by Jia Dongsheng, and four of the vegetarian dishes were prepared by Sha Zhu.

There was no way. Jia Dongsheng didn't want to be so busy, but Fang Zhuo had already said that he had to do it himself, so Jia Dongsheng couldn't be perfunctory.

When the dish is ready, the chef tastes it first.

Beer duck, braised pork head, large pieces of braised pork, and boiled fish are rarely served as such luxurious dishes.

So, the kitchen staff can be said to have had a treat today.

Especially the braised pork, when Jia Dongsheng made it, he deliberately put some potatoes, a little more soup and a few pieces of meat. Of course, potatoes could not be served to the factory director as a treat, so the potatoes could be left behind so that the staff in the kitchen could also eat some meat dishes.

"Master, it's delicious."

Liu Lan ate a piece of potato, which was so hot that her teeth grimaced. She then ate it with a steamed bun made of two-grain flour. "Master, can't you put some in your lunch box and take it home?"

"Since the factory has said they're going to rectify their work style, they definitely can't just do it lightly. We should be careful during this period, or we might end up losing our jobs."

Jia Dongsheng also knew that Liu Lan's family was not well off, so he reminded her not to commit a crime against the law.

"I understand, Master. I'll eat more then."

As she spoke, Liu Lan poured herself a spoonful of braised pork soup and ate it with a steamed bun made of two-grain flour. It was very delicious.

"Liu Lan, don't listen to your master, listen to me. You have to take it home."

Sha Zhu, who was listening to this, immediately retorted, "The dishes prepared by the factory director and his men for the reception are just taking advantage of the factory. If they can take advantage, why can't we?"

"I don't care about that."

As he said that, Sha Zhu actually put two spoonfuls of potatoes and a piece of meat into his lunch box, and took a spoonful of the mapo tofu next to him. He packed it up calmly and prepared to take it home.

"Silly Zhu, if this is really discovered, it will be no small matter."

Seeing that Sha Zhu didn't care, Jia Dongsheng couldn't help but say something.

Unfortunately, Sha Zhu perfectly demonstrated what it meant to say that it was difficult to persuade a damned ghost with kind words. He didn't care at all and responded with a smile: "I'm not listening to you. This is such a delicious dish, I have to bring it back for Yu Shui to try."

"Okay, you did it yourself, so just be prepared to bear the consequences."

Jia Dongsheng curled his lips. As the canteen monitor and a neighbor in the same courtyard, he felt that he had done what he was supposed to do, so he stopped talking.

Although Liu Lan was also tempted, she decided to listen to Jia Dongsheng and not take it back. She decided to eat more.

When making a dish for a reception, you can't keep too much, but he just took a shortcut and put potatoes in the braised pork. This is very normal in restaurants in later generations, but authentic braised pork does not contain potatoes.

However, the potatoes cooked with the braised pork are also a big meat dish, very oily and with some extra broth left. Everyone in the kitchen can eat this dish, which makes the kitchen staff very grateful to Jia Dongsheng.

For an entire afternoon, everyone in the kitchen was savoring the taste of the braised pork soup.

When it was time to get off work, Jia Dongsheng got on his bike and prepared to leave, but when he arrived at the gate, he was stopped.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!

Continue read on readnovelmtl.com


Recommendation



Comments

Please login to comment

Support Us

Donate to disable ads.

Buy Me a Coffee at ko-fi.com
Chapter List