Zhu Yaxue couldn't help but get excited again. She quickly took a deep breath to calm herself down and quickly followed her into the box.

…

Seventh Canteen, in the kitchen on the first floor.

"Xiao Jiang, tell me, old man, how did you meet that little girl?"

Jia Dequan came close to Jiang Yu and said with a smile on his face,

"I'll tell you the truth, that girl is really good-looking. She has a good figure and good looks. She's also quite tall. She's at least 1.7 meters tall. She's a perfect match for you!"

"Boss, that's awesome!"

Lu Shuwu also joined in the fun, the fire of gossip was blazing, and he asked quickly,

"I heard that it was the first time for Lao Jia to meet this girl, so we must have never met her before. How did you get to know her, someone who never leaves home?"

"Humph, why don't you take a look at who Boss Xiaojiang is?"

Ma Guoqiang glanced at the two of them and said "hum" twice with contempt.

"With Boss Xiao Jiang's looks, education, cooking skills, and wealth... isn't it a piece of cake to get to know anyone?

What we are saying is that if Boss Xiaojiang posted the photo online and then posted a marriage notice...

Do you believe it or not, the young girls who came here for a blind date are not allowed to line up from the entrance of the cafeteria to the center of Jiangzhou?"

"..."

Jiang Yu was speechless. These old guys were getting more and more outrageous!

I was interviewed by the female editor surnamed Zhu in the box. Well, it wasn't actually an interview. It was just a casual chat. At that moment, Jia Dequan opened the door and walked in.

The little old man was dumbfounded at the time. He took a look inside and saw that he was with a young girl, so he quickly left.

If you tell him to quit, just quit. This little old man even winked at him and said inexplicably:

"Xiao Jiang, come on!"

Before Jiang Yu could react, he retracted his head and closed the door again.

When Jiang Yu turned around, he found that Editor Zhu sitting opposite had a red face and a shy look. Only then did he realize what Lao Jia meant.

This little old man thought he was picking up girls!

No, I had just finished chatting with Editor Zhu about her story with Qishitang and had just sent her away. When I returned to the kitchen on the first floor, these people started teasing me hurriedly.

Jiang Yu couldn't help but sigh and said helplessly,

"I've told you, the woman just now is a magazine editor, and she came here specially to interview me. Don't lie!"

Why don’t these people listen to explanations?!

"Xiao Jiang, what you said is wrong."

Jia Dequan didn't know where he got a rocking chair, and he sat there shaking, talking nonsense seriously,

"What if she is the female editor who interviews you? If she interviews you, don't you two know each other?

Sometimes, this is how the fate between people comes. As long as you are willing, this fate will become deeper and deeper!

In short, I am very optimistic about this girl, not to mention anything else, she looks very good!"

When Jiang Yu heard this, he felt like his head was pounding. He waved his hands and said:

"Stop, stop! Let's stop here. I won't bother you with my affairs."

Turning his head, Jiang Yu saw Lu Shuwu's excited face again, his eyes shining, and his mouth moving as if he wanted to say something more. He glared at him and said angrily,

"Shut up too!

You're already a married woman and you're still single, but you still have the nerve to talk about me. You should solve your own problems first!"

"..."

The smile on Lu Shuwu's face froze instantly.

I didn’t say anything, so why did you bring it up that I’m single?

(???????)!

"Ahem!"

Seeing that the atmosphere in the kitchen was a little awkward, Ma Guoqiang quickly coughed twice, changed the subject in an instant, and asked with a smile,

"Boss, the weather is getting hotter and hotter now. When the weather gets hotter, our cold noodle sales also increase. I estimate that the business will be even better after a while.

In order to avoid insufficient sales, boss, do you think we should increase the purchase of rice noodles?"

Jiang Yu thought for a while and asked: "With so many servings of mixed noodles sold every day, can you afford it by yourself?"

"It's okay, it's not too hard."

Ma Guoqiang smiled and said,

"If the boss thinks it's too hard for me to do this alone, then let Xiao Feng help me.

He will scald the powder and I will season it, so if I can move a stool and sit on it, then it will definitely be fine."

This Xiao Feng is naturally Feng Yueqing from Jianning, Xiaoxiang. When Ma Guoqiang was making sugar cakes, Feng Yueqing started working with him, and he was already half of his apprentice.

Now that he needs manpower to make Jiangzhou Mixed Noodles, naturally the first person he thinks of is Feng Yueqing.

Jiang Yu didn't object and nodded in agreement:

"Okay, you two should move faster so that the students in line will not have to wait too long."

After saying this, he seemed to think of something again and turned to Lu Shuwu and said,

"By the way, the weather is getting hot now. Let's cook some mung bean porridge in the morning. It can replace the porridge with relatively poor sales."

"Okay, I was just planning to tell you about this."

Lu Shuwu nodded and said, "One more thing is, should we replace the hot brine we are making with cold brine? It is summer after all."

"There is no need to change it. It tastes better when eaten hot and is better for the stomach."

Jiang Yu shook his head and said with a smile, "It doesn't mean that you have to eat cold food when the weather is hot. It's okay to eat cold food occasionally, but hot food is the mainstream."

After a pause, he said again,

“Don’t we still have empty stainless steel buckets of herbal tea in the kitchen?

I will cook some sour plum soup in the evening, chill it overnight, add some ice cubes, put it in a bucket, and carry it to the cafeteria hall for students to drink for free.

This sour plum soup can be regarded as a 'welfare' for the students in our cafeteria this summer."

"Iced sour plum soup? This stuff is good. It clears away heat, relieves heat, whets the appetite and promotes digestion. This is the best drink in summer!"

When Jia Dequan heard this, he nodded repeatedly. He turned to look at Jiang Yu and said curiously,

"The sour plum soup on the market now has all kinds of strange flavors, and each one is different. Where did you get the recipe for the sour plum soup you want to make?"

Jiang Yu smiled mysteriously and spit out two words: "Family tradition."

Jia Dequan was stunned for a moment, then curled his lips, lay down again, and whispered:

"Everything is a family tradition, so the treasures passed down from your family are probably not even comparable to the Forbidden City..."

Although his voice was very low, Jiang Yu still heard him, but he ignored him and turned around with a grin and went to the side dish room.

Sour plum soup is a traditional Chinese summer-relieving drink. The main raw materials include black plum, hawthorn, tangerine peel, osmanthus, licorice, rock sugar and other ingredients.

The "braised plum water" mentioned in "Old Wulin Stories" of the Southern Song Dynasty is a refreshing drink similar to sour plum soup.

In the Qing Dynasty, it was improved by the imperial dining room and became the royal drink of the palace, which is the so-called "Shigong Mei Jian".

Because of its effects of removing heat and providing coolness, relieving pain, eliminating phlegm and relieving coughs, warding off epidemics, producing body fluids and quenching thirst, it is known as the "Emperor-made Black Plum Decoction, a rare treasure of the Qing Dynasty".

Later, it was introduced to the people, so vendors selling sour plum soup can be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys, and at the entrances of dried and fresh fruit shops.

The reason why Lao Jia said before that all kinds of sour plum soup have different tastes is that in addition to the slight differences in the raw materials used to cook the sour plum soup, the difference in the ratio of raw materials is also a major reason.

Because Jiang Yu had already had the idea of ​​making sour plum soup, he had actually asked Boss Zhao from the distribution center to help him purchase the raw materials he needed a few days in advance.

Now, he only needs to mix the various raw materials in proportion according to the recipe, and then he can start preparing to make sour plum soup.

Of course, black plums and hawthorns need to be soaked in advance, which is why Jiang Yu said before that he would cook sour plum soup at night.

Jiang Yu took out the hawthorns and black plums, washed them in the pool, then filled two large buckets with clean water, soaked them in the water, and ignored them.

"Boss, why don't you make sour plum soup now?"

Lu Shuwu came in right after Jiang Yu. Seeing that he just soaked the hawthorn and black plums and made no further moves, he couldn't help scratching his head and said with a puzzled look on his face,

"Why do you need to soak it? Won't it have to be cooked later? If you don't cook it now, then won't everyone have to drink it tonight?"

"When did I say that I would take it out for the students to drink at night?"

Jiang Yu glanced at him and said speechlessly,

"The plums and hawthorns are dried in the sun. If they are not soaked to get the flavor, they will have to be boiled for a long time. If they are soaked, the flavor will be easily produced."

When Lu Shuwu heard this, he laughed: "Oh, okay."
To be continued...