Chapter 3 I feel like I can eat a cow

"..."

Seeing Hu Zhihai's generous offer, Jiang Yu wanted to refuse, so he opened his mouth, but in the end he said nothing.

His current situation is indeed somewhat difficult.

In his sophomore year of high school, Jiang Yu's parents died of illness one after another, leaving behind a huge debt.

Faced with creditors who kept coming to her door, her sixty-year-old grandma took the debt on herself in order to allow him to study with peace of mind. Regardless of her age and frailty, she got up early every day and worked hard to make money.

Grandma worked so hard with only one idea, and that was to work hard to pay off all her debts while she was still alive, so as not to leave this burden to the young Jiang Yu...

Every time when he went home to celebrate the New Year, Jiang Yu looked at his grandma's increasingly stooped back, and Jiang Yu even dreamed of making money.

With money, he can pay off the debt owed by his parents; with money, he can help his grandma not have to work so hard, have a good rest, and live a life that a normal old person should live for a few days.

In the past, he was unwilling to accept help from others because he felt it was unnecessary. Many difficulties could be solved by just gritting one's teeth. It was just a little harder, so why bother others?

But this time it was different. He finally had a craft that could make money. The opportunity to change his and his grandma's fate was right in front of him, and he really couldn't refuse it.

"Hey, Lao Jiang, you are starting to make minced meat now. Do you plan to open the business today?"

Of course, Jiang Yu mainly wanted to get familiar with the environment of the canteen first, so as not to be in a hurry after the official opening tomorrow.

Hu Zhihai said plausibly: "Yes, with this reason, can't I just stay in school openly and eat the soup dumplings you made every day?"

If you want to make thin and translucent skin, you need to mix two pieces of noodles, one with cold water and one with hot water, and then fully knead the two pieces of noodles together in a ratio of 1:1.

You can make buns now.

"Why?"

After the store was completed, Jiang Yu immediately quit his job in the restaurant, hurriedly completed all the procedures, and began to make various preparations.

He first cut the cleaned meat into slices, then chopped it into minced meat with a knife, then added an appropriate amount of salt, oyster sauce, light soy sauce and other seasonings, and quickly stirred evenly in one direction with chopsticks.

Jiang Yu curled his lips and said nothing more. He took high-gluten flour from the side and prepared to knead the noodles.

…

After the two pieces of dough were mixed, Jiang Yu kneaded them together again, and then covered the dough with a wet cloth to rest.

Just like that, he actually plans to take the postgraduate entrance examination?

"The soup dumplings made by Jiang Yu are always delicious! The dumplings are full of thick soup, and you will feel the fragrance after taking a sip. The meat filling is fresh and tender, and the dough is thin and chewy. Take a bite...

…Tsk, tsk, that’s such a fairy-like enjoyment! I won’t say it anymore, I won’t say it anymore, it makes me greedy again!”

Jiang Yu responded: "We won't be opening today. The main thing is to open the fire to warm the pot."

The area of ​​the stall is not large, only about twenty square meters, and it is located on the left hand side of the entrance on the first floor of the second canteen.

At this time, the chicken feet and chicken racks that had been cooked on the stove were already stewed. Jiang Yu took a colander and took out all the broken chicken feet and chicken rack bones from the soup pot, and then used low heat to

Simmer until the soup becomes milky white and thick, then turn off the heat.

"...Fuck you! Lao Hu, are you bragging? Can Lao Jiang still have such skills?"

This guy hasn't taken a single class properly since his freshman year. If he didn't fail the final exam, he must thank the teacher for not killing him.

"Whether I am bragging or not, you will know after you taste it?"

Hu Zhihai stared and said angrily,

"Before the summer vacation, my mother originally planned to let me help in the cake shop she opened. I applied for a health certificate at that time!"

Ignoring Hu Zhihai, Jiang Yu sorted the fresh chicken feet, chicken racks, plum blossoms, onions, ginger, cooking wine and other ingredients he bought into different categories, and then started to get busy.

Hu Zhihai raised his eyebrows and said proudly,

Hu Zhihai was very efficient in his work. In just two days, he finished the work at the cafeteria stall.

Adding salt when kneading the dough can make the dough more flexible, while adding sugar can make the rolled out dough more translucent.

"This chicken soup is so fragrant. When I went to a hotel to eat in the past, the old hen soup I ordered didn't have the same flavor."

Jiang Yu: "..."

"I told the class group about you opening a bun shop in the cafeteria. Those animals were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped. They also said that when they come back, they must come and try your craftsmanship."

As for kneading noodles with hot water, the steps are basically the same as kneading noodles with cold water, except that the cold water is replaced with hot water.

"Do you have a health certificate and come here to sell steamed buns?"

"..."

It would take some time to cook the chicken stock, so Jiang Yu was not idle and started preparing the meat filling.

"Anyway, I have already agreed with my family that I will not go to my dad's company for an internship this year. I have to work hard and pass the postgraduate entrance examination first!"

In addition to selecting suppliers, Jiang Yu also purchased a batch of ingredients. After all, the business will officially start tomorrow. There is a lot of work that can be prepared in advance. Otherwise, when the business opens tomorrow, he will be too busy alone.

He is still young and can wait, but grandma can no longer afford to wait...

Hu Zhihai looked at the seasoned minced meat on the plate and felt hungry again. He swallowed and quickly looked away and looked outside the cafeteria.

"I don't think there are many students coming back now!"

"It's officially opening tomorrow. Everyone in school remember to come and support it. It's on the first floor of the second cafeteria!"

As for Hu Zhihai's friendship, he could only keep it in his heart and wait to pay it back slowly in the future.

"Ah...then I'm going to have another delicious treat at noon today?"

Well, the brain circuit of a foodie is indeed very strange.

"Lao Jiang, remember to make a few more later, I didn't even have enough last time!

"You underestimate me too much. If I can't pass CET-6, how can I still get a health certificate?"

When Hu Zhihai heard this, he immediately became happy. He rubbed his hands and said with a smile,

Hu Zhihai stared straight at the chicken soup in the soup pot, his throat moved unsatisfactorily, and he said with a shy face,

"Lao Jiang, this chicken soup must be delicious, right? Why don't you leave some for me to try?"

Early this morning, he went to the nearby vegetable market and planned to find some reliable suppliers of ingredients. After all, it was impossible for him to go to the vegetable market to purchase and find reliable stores for delivery every day.

, is the best choice.

For delicious soup dumplings, the skin must be thin and translucent.

"Isn't this obvious? Of course I regret that I didn't know how good your cooking skills were until my senior year. I'm about to graduate. If I go to work in another place, where can I eat such delicious soup dumplings in the future?"

Warming up hotpot in a new store is a folk custom here in Jiangzhou, which is the same as warming up a hotpot in a new house. The latter means that life will get better and better after moving to a new house; while the former means that business will be prosperous.

Hu Zhihai leaned on the table in front of the window, flicking his cell phone constantly while laughing and saying,

"When they taste the soup dumplings you made, their intestines will definitely turn green!"

"Hold the grass! Is it real or fake? Lao Jiang is awesome!"

Jiang Yu first poured the flour into a clean stainless steel plate, then added an appropriate amount of salt and sugar into it, and then slowly poured the cold boiled water into the flour while starting to stir in one direction to knead the dough.

Jiang Yu raised his head and glanced at him suspiciously.

"Good news! Good news! Jiang Yu is going to open a bun shop in our school cafeteria!"

Clean the chicken feet and chicken racks and chop them into small pieces. First, blanch them in a pot under cold water to force out all the blood and stains in the ingredients. Then take them out and wash them several times. Then continue to put them in the soup pot under cold water and put them in for processing.

Bring the onion, ginger, star anise, salt and other seasonings to a boil over high heat, then reduce the heat to low and simmer slowly.

"Don't say anything anymore. I will go back to school tomorrow. Then I will have to try Lao Jiang's craftsmanship!"

"You want to take the postgraduate entrance examination?"

At this time, the small bun shop was filled with the mellow and delicious aroma of chicken soup, which attracted the attention of the employees at the stall next door.

School will start tomorrow, and the cafeteria has become lively again, and the employees are busy in an orderly manner, preparing to welcome the teachers and students who return to school.

Jiangzhou University, first floor of the second cafeteria.

Jiang Yu's figure is also among them.

Don’t worry, I won’t eat for nothing. When you open tomorrow, one person will definitely be too busy, so I’ll help you sell steamed buns!”

Jiang Yu: "..."

He was busy all alone until it was past 10:30 in the morning. Jiang Yu finally finished what he was doing. He put the wrapped soup dumplings into the steamer rack and started steaming the dumplings.

The fire in the new stove was burning brightly, and within a few minutes, the steamer came on. The white steam steamed up with the aroma of the buns, and an alluring fragrance filled the entire stall.

Hu Zhihai couldn't help but swallowed, holding his stomach and wailing: "It's over, my stomach started to growl again, I feel like I can eat a cow now!"
Chapter completed!