"..."

Hearing Liu Xining's increasingly excited voice on the phone, Jiang Yu was shocked. How could he, a cook, be linked to depression?

And it sounds like what Liu Xining said actually makes some sense.

Don’t patients with depression lose hope and confidence in life?

If it can really rekindle their hope in life, it might really help them get rid of depression.

But the key now is that, according to what Jiang Yu has learned, patients with depression may lose the desire to eat, are not interested in the foods they used to like, and don't even want to mention eating...

Under such circumstances, Jiang Yu had no confidence at all whether the food he cooked would work.

After calming down, Jiang Yu thought for a while and then said,

"Senior Sister Liu, I heard that people with depression have completely different thoughts than ours. Maybe you think so, but in her eyes it may be another way.

So, I don’t know if what you said will be useful.”

"I also know what you are talking about. I have checked a lot of relevant information in the past few days. From what I can see so far, Chenchen is at least not suffering from severe depression that is pessimistic and world-weary."

Liu Xining couldn't help but sighed again and said,

"But if we continue like this, no one knows what will happen in the end, so no matter whether it is useful or not, I want to give it a try.

I just want to ask you now, Xiao Jiang, are you willing to help me?"

"If you just make some food, that's not a big problem. Anyway, I am running a canteen."

Jiang Yu didn't think there was anything troublesome about it. Just cooking a few dishes was something he did casually and wouldn't waste too much of his time.

But for other things, he was helpless.

"However, I really can't guarantee whether the food I cooked will have an effect on her condition."

"It's great that you are willing to help, so how could I blame you?"

On the other side of the phone, Liu Xining was obviously very happy. She said with gratitude,

"Xiao Jiang, don't worry, no matter whether it's effective or not, we won't let your work go in vain.

Let’s put it this way first, after I finish my work here in two days, I will take Chenchen to Jiang University to find you!”

As she spoke, she hesitated for a while, and finally whispered again,

"Xiao Jiang, I would like to trouble you to keep this matter secret first and don't tell others.

If Chenchen is in this situation, if she is stimulated, I'm worried that she won't be able to bear it, and the consequences will be..."

Jiang Yu understood it very well and agreed without thinking:

"Senior Sister Liu, don't worry, I will definitely not tell anyone else."

Not to mention that he is not interested in gossip in the first place, not to mention that he is not that talkative.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yu returned to the kitchen. When he looked up, he found that everyone had already eaten, and even the bowls on the countertop had almost been cleared away.

Jiang Yu: "..."

Why the hell am I still hungry and you guys just packed up all the food?

He was speechless, and just when he was thinking about getting himself some food to fill his stomach, Yan Tongtong turned around, took out several large bowls from the box, put them on the table, and said happily:

"I know that senior brother hasn't had dinner yet. Look, I have left food for you a long time ago. You should eat it quickly. It won't taste good if it gets cold."

Jiang Yu looked up at her in surprise, thinking that this girl was as considerate as a hair, and she even knew how to leave food for him.

Foodies like Hu Zhihai and Lu Shuwu only hate that their stomachs are too small. They want to stuff all the delicious food into their stomachs, and they don't care whether Jiang Yu eats or not!

He smiled at Yan Tongtong, nodded and said, "Okay, thank you, Xiaoyan!"

After saying that, Jiang Yu pulled up a chair and sat down, picked up the kuaizi and started eating.

…

Early the next morning, Jiang Yu woke up.

Restaurant No. 7 has been closed for a day and has to reopen today. The most important thing is that he plans to make some Qingming fruit today. The production process of this southern snack is not simple, so he naturally has to get up early to prepare it.

He jumped out of bed, put on his clothes and shoes, went to the bathroom and washed himself in a hurry, then turned and went downstairs.

The lights in the kitchen on the first floor are transparent, and Jia Zhibin, who doesn't talk much, is standing by the big pot in front of the stove making hot brine. The rolling milky white steam is constantly evaporating, making most of the kitchen hidden in the mist, like a fairyland.

Lu Shuwu had already arrived, with his sleeves rolled up high, and he was standing in front of the operating table, rolling out the dough vigorously.

Seeing Jiang Yu coming, he smiled and said hello: "Boss, you're here so early? Can't sleep again?"

"I slept until I woke up naturally without even dreaming."

Jiang Yu put on his white chef uniform and said,

"Didn't I tell you yesterday? I have to make some Qingming fruit today. If I don't get up early, how will I make it in time?"

"Oh, I forgot about this."

Lu Shuwu suddenly realized, and said, "Qingming Guo is not difficult. Uncle Ma and Sister Chunxiao should both know how to make it. This is also a type of pastry. Boss, you just need to adjust the fillings."

"They didn't come that early, so I'd better do it first, and then I'll just ask them to help make the Qingming Fruit."

While Jiang Yu was talking, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang. He took it out and looked at it, and said to Lu Shuwu,

"Boss Zhao has sent the ingredients. Xiao Jia and I will go out to pick them up, so you don't have to come over."

With that said, he greeted Xiao Jia in front of the stove, and the two of them walked out from the side of the kitchen.

Boss Zhao had already parked the tricycle and was unloading a cart full of ingredients. When he saw Jiang Yu coming, he pointed to the side with a smile and said:

"Boss Xiao Jiang, these are Qingming grass. They weigh about fifty kilograms. They are all very fresh. Take a look for yourself."

"good."

Jiang Yu strode forward, grabbed some Qingming grass and put it under his nose and smelled it. A faint fragrance mixed with a trace of water vapor lingered in his nose. He couldn't help but smile and said,

"Yes, it's quite fresh. I want these."

"Boss Xiao Jiang is really attentive. Which university cafeteria is willing to spend time making Qingming fruit for students to eat? It's troublesome and not profitable."

Boss Zhao shook his head and said with emotion,

"You are the only one who is willing to do such a thankless thing."

"You can't say that."

Jiang Yu waved his hand towards him and said with a smile,

"Our cafeteria employees also need to eat. We have to make it anyway, so why not make more and let the students taste it too.

Universities are different from primary and secondary schools. Most people are far away from home and can’t get this bite if they want to. What I can do is to help them ease their homesickness a little bit."

"Boss Xiao Jiang, you really have nothing to say!"

Boss Zhao gave Jiang Yu a thumbs up. He started the tricycle and said with a smile,

"Okay, I won't talk to you any more. I have to go back quickly. The store is busy right now. I'll come over and bother you when I have time."

"Okay, Boss Zhao, go slowly!"

After Jiang Yu watched Boss Zhao leave, he and Jia Zhibin moved all the unloaded ingredients to the kitchen and began to work.

After cleaning the Qingming grass, he put it all into a pot of boiling water and added an appropriate amount of soda powder.

The purpose of adding baking soda is to soften the Qingming grass, and also to allow the Qingming fruit made from Qingming grass to maintain its emerald green color after being steamed.

The fresh and tender Qingming grass is easy to cook. Boil it in boiling water for about two to three minutes. Jiang Yu will take out the Qingming grass and run it through cold water, then put it into the large food processor provided in the cafeteria. Add an appropriate amount of Qingming grass before cooking.

Grass water, beat the Qingming grass into mud.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Afterwards, Jiang Yu poured the Qingming grass mud into a clean stainless steel basin, then added the glutinous rice flour that had been prepared earlier, and stirred thoroughly.

Knead it evenly into a thin dough and put it in a steamer to steam until cooked.

At this step, the Qingming Guo dough is basically completed, and the next step is to prepare the filling.

In Jiang Yu's hometown, most people make Qingming fruit in two flavors: sweet and salty, and the shapes of the Qingming fruit are also different.

The sweet Qingming fruit is usually filled with peanuts, sesame seeds and brown sugar. After the filling is wrapped, the Qingming fruit is molded using a printed wooden mold.

After steaming, the Qingming fruit is green and green, with a fragrant fragrance. The delicate and exquisite patterns look so beautiful that people can't help but want to take a bite just looking at it.

The salty ones are a bit like oversized dumplings, except that the edges and seams are folded into a spiral shape, and each filling has its own way. This time Jiang Yu plans to use pork, sauerkraut, spring bamboo shoots, and dried fragrant spices.

He grows ingredients to make stuffing, which is also a flavor he often eats at home.

After he had prepared the sweet and salty fillings, and the dough was almost steamed, Jiang Yu opened the steamer, took it out and placed it on the work surface, pouring a little cooked oil on it while it was still hot.

Then knead the dough evenly.

Adding cooked oil to the dough is to make the color of the Qingming fruit look brighter, and the cooked oil can also prevent the Qingming fruit from becoming dry and hard, and the taste will be softer and waxier.

While Jiang Yu was busy kneading the dough, Ma Guoqiang, He Chunxiao and others also came over from home.

As soon as he entered the door, Ma Guoqiang couldn't help but laugh:

"Hey, the boss has already prepared the two fillings for Qingming Guo? The smell is delicious!
Chapter completed!