I am a chef in the university cafeteria. Chapter 96 Jiangzhou people rank second in spicy food. Who dares to rank first?

In the kitchen of Seventh Canteen, although the sales room is already open, Jiang Yu, Lu Shuwu and others are still sitting in front of the operating table making soup dumplings and other kinds of steamed buns.

In the big pot on the stove, porridge is still being cooked. The thick and glutinous white porridge bubbles "gurgling" and the aroma fills the entire kitchen.

"Lao Jiang, the soup dumplings are almost sold out, and the meat buns and vegetable buns are almost out. There are relatively few people buying steamed buns and flower rolls, but there are still quite a few."

Hu Zhihai strode in from outside. There was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead and his cheeks were red. He didn't know whether it was because of heat or excitement. He picked up the white towel hanging around his neck and wiped the sweat.

Said anxiously,

“There are still many people queuing up outside!”

"Really? Then I won't make steamed buns and flower rolls, and I will reduce the quantity a little bit in the future."

Jiang Yu raised his head, looked at him, and said with a smile,

"Zhihai, take the steamed soup dumplings out first, and come back later to get the dumplings.

By the way, if there are not enough braised vegetables and cold dishes, there are still some in the fresh-keeping cabinet and they are all sold. We don’t sell braised vegetables and cold dishes for lunch and dinner.”

"good."

Hu Zhihai responded and called another part-time boy to come over and started working together.

"Boss Xiao Jiang, your soup dumplings are really good! Not to mention the paper-thin skin, if I use dim sum, I can also do it. The key is that such a thin skin can still contain so much soup.

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Ma Guoqiang has been making pasta for more than 20 years, and he thinks he is quite good in this area. However, compared with Jiang Yu, he seems to be nothing. He is inevitably a little disappointed. He said with emotion,

"Besides, the soup of your soup dumplings is delicious and the meat is tender and juicy. The taste is much better than the filling of my meat dumplings."

"Boss Xiao Jiang has such good skills, he shouldn't let us adjust the stuffing."

He Chunxiao on the side also nodded in agreement and said jokingly,

"Brother Ma, I think we can let Boss Xiao Jiang adjust the stuffing from now on, and the two of us can just mix the bread and buns. The buns made this way will definitely be much more delicious."

"Hey, your suggestion is good!"

Ma Guoqiang's eyes lit up. He was not lazy, he simply wanted to taste what Jiangyu Diao's steamed stuffing tasted like.

"Boss Xiao Jiang, what do you think?"

"Uncle Ma, Sister He, please spare me."

When Jiang Yu saw the two of them singing and chatting, he wanted to leave the stuffing matter to him. He repeatedly handed over his hands and said with a smile,

"The steamed buns you make are also very popular among students. Otherwise, why would they sell so fast?

Don't leave it to me to prepare the stuffing. I'm making stewed vegetables and soup dumplings, so how can I be so busy?"

"Then let's help Boss Xiao Jiang share some of the burden, haha!"

Ma Guoqiang and He Chunxiao were just talking. Although Jiang Yu was young, he was still the boss of the cafeteria. How could any employee push their own affairs to the boss? Do you still want to do it?

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During the two-hour business hours from seven to nine o'clock, Canteen Seven received batches of students. According to Hu Zhihai's estimation, at least seven to eight hundred students came here specifically to have breakfast.

"Sure enough, the aroma of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley!"

After playing overseas, Xiaoyan and other part-time students were about to put away the dishes and clean up, but Hu Zhihai stopped them and asked them to rest for a while and eat something to fill their stomachs.

But he himself returned to the kitchen, with an excited smile on his face,

"Lao Jiang's craftsmanship is really impressive. Even if he moved to such a remote place, everyone would still follow him after smelling the smell."

"What kind of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley? That's nonsense!"

Lu Shuwu was busy taking out the freshly steamed buns from the steamer. These buns were reserved for the canteen staff, so the quantity was not large.

After listening to Hu Zhihai's words, he couldn't help but curled his lips and said,

"If the boss hadn't made a name for himself in the Second Canteen, who would have come all the way here to eat on such a hot day?"

"you……"

Hu Zhihai was startled and suddenly became angry.

"Okay, okay! You two don't act like enemies all day long and start bickering whenever you meet."

Jiang Yu quickly interrupted Hu Zhihai, saying that the two of them were fighting each other day by day, and it was hard not to peck each other twice.

He turned to look at Ma Guoqiang and He Chunxiao again, and urged,

"Uncle Ma, Sister He, please stop being busy now and wash your hands and have breakfast. Everyone is almost starving."

"Okay, I tried two soup dumplings before, and I'm still savoring them in my mouth. I'll have to eat them in a while!"

Ma Guoqiang stood up, patted the flour stuck to his hands, and laughed.

After a while, a group of people sat around the operating table, eating breakfast and chatting.

"This white porridge is good. It's light and nourishing for the stomach. The stewed vegetables have a strong taste, so it's best paired with white porridge."

Hu Zhihai held a bowl of white porridge in one hand and braised duck feet in the other. He nodded while eating, with a satisfied look on his face.

"Next time I will add some vegetables and cook vegetable porridge. The nutrition will be more comprehensive, with both vegetables and meat."

"Well, that's a good idea."

Jiang Yu nodded and said with a smile, "We can't make white porridge every day, otherwise it will be too monotonous. We can still change the taste occasionally."

"Boss Xiao Jiang, for us Jiangzhou people, our breakfast would not be perfect if we didn't have cold noodles."

Ma Guoqiang put a soup dumpling with all the soup into his mouth and chewed it. With a satisfied look on his face, he took out a tissue and wiped the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile,

"My skill in making cold noodles is still good. If one day you want to change the taste, you can try to ask me to open a window to sell cold noodles."

"Okay, but we have just opened now, so we shouldn't change things too quickly."

Jiang Yu smiled and responded, then continued,

"We still have to give students some time to adapt to the current taste. If it changes one day, no one will know what they will eat tomorrow, and they may not want to come back again."

"That's really a good thing to say."

Ma Guoqiang nodded and said with a smile, "I'm just telling you first, if you can do more things, do more things. I can't just take money for nothing and not work, can I?"

The two were talking when suddenly a scream came from their ears:

"Hangcao! Why are these lotus root slices so spicy?!"

Jiang Yu and others were startled. He turned around and saw Lu Shuwu holding a shiny, dark red lotus root slice. He was standing aside with his mouth open, "hissing" incessantly.

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On his forehead, large beads of sweat were visible to the naked eye, dripping down his cheeks, and his lips were red, as if they were swollen.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Yu and others wanted to laugh but were too embarrassed to do so. Their stomachs ached from holding it in.

Hu Zhihai was not afraid. When he saw Lu Shuwu's appearance, he couldn't help laughing:

"Hahaha, Xiao Lu, Xiao Lu, you have today too!"

"We Xiaoxiang people like spicy food very much, but these lotus root slices are too spicy!"

Lu Shuwu was so ashamed. When he saw everyone staring at him, looking like he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, he couldn't help but defend himself.

When he saw the cold lotus root slices made by Jiang Yu before, he was already very greedy. However, he tasted the duck feet and duck wings at that time and did not have time to taste the lotus root slices.

After finally waiting until now, he only took two bites and it was so spicy that he felt like his mouth was on fire and it hurt.

How can anyone eat such a spicy dish?

But although these lotus root slices are spicy enough to make you want to die, they are crispy, waxy, and fragrant. After one bite, you can’t stop craving them...

I cry to death, how can I eat it when it’s so spicy?!

You are not allowed to go directly to the hospital after eating?!

"Hey! Stop showing off!"

Hu Zhihai glanced at him disdainfully, curled his lips and said,

"I, a Jiangzhou person, want to eat spicy steak second, who dares to rank first?!"

"..."

Lu Shuwu originally wanted to struggle, but now that the piece of lotus root was so hot... he was really embarrassed to argue any more.

"Xiao Wu, don't eat the lotus root. Take it easy for a while, then drink some porridge and eat some steamed buns."

Seeing Lu Shuwu's aggrieved look, He Chunxiao also felt a little funny. She smiled and said,

"Don't be surprised. Cold lotus root slices are a special snack in Jiangzhou. They are so spicy. This is specially made for people who like spicy food. Most people can't stand it."

"Well, it seems I'm not lucky enough to bear it."

Lu Shuwu got off the steps and quickly came down. He said with some frustration,

"I thought I could eat spicy food, but it turned out to be an illusion."
To be continued...