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To make Hewei fried snails, the first and most critical point is to clamp the snail tails.

This dish sells well in the store, and the snail meat is prepared in advance, and you can take it whenever you want.

While Zhang Jiaxin was weighing, he was looking for something to chat with Fu Yu.

"Fu Chu, why do you think this snail smells like mud if you don't put perilla leaves in it?"

Fu Yu paused, he really hadn't thought about this question.

Quickly looked through the special family dinner recipes.

Not to mention, there really is this dish.

It was too late to recite silently, so Fu Yu had to endorse according to the above information in a hurry.

"It seems that because a farmer named Li Xisu in Pantang accidentally discovered that frying snails with perilla leaves can remove the muddy smell of snails, so this method quickly spread."

Zhang Jiaxin admired sincerely: "Fu Chu, you are so knowledgeable and knowledgeable!"

Fu Yu smiled calmly: "It's not counted, I just heard it from Zhao Chu occasionally."

Anyway, Zhao Mengren is not here, what does he say, what is it.

Sure enough, Zhang Jiaxin believed it as soon as he heard it, and didn't worry about it anymore.

Maxima's fried escargot with flavor has its own characteristics.

When cooking, homemade sour bamboo shoots are used for frying.

Heat the pot dry.

pour oil.

Zhang Jiaxin had never cooked this dish on his own. At that time, he only saw that Yao Yihang was pouring a lot of oil, so he added the same amount of oil to the pot.

As soon as he stopped here, he heard Fu Yu pointing out: "Add more, for this dish, the oil must be generous, so that the snails will be shiny when they are served."

Zhang Jiaxin hurriedly added some oil to the pot.

When the oil is 80% hot, add minced garlic, sour bamboo shoots, tempeh, green onions, ginger, red peppers, green peppers, and small red finger peppers to the pot and sauté until fragrant.

Fu Yu said again: "At this time, the most important thing is the heat. Your tune is a bit high, and you can make it smaller."

Zhang Jiaxin followed his advice.

After Fu Yu said it was ok, he added the washed and drained snails and stir-fried.

With this bump, Zhang Jiaxin's skills that he had practiced while studying in the sand were revealed.

Fu Yu saw that his movements were very skillful, but some details still needed to be corrected, so he reminded him a few more casually.

Zhang Jiaxin corrected them one by one according to what Fu Yu said.

Needless to say, in this way, the feeling of flipping the spoon is indeed better, and it seems that the speed has also been accelerated.

But after all, it's been nearly a year since I haven't bumped a spoon, my arm is not as strong as before, and after just over three minutes of bumping, my wrist started to feel a little pantothenic.

Tossing the spoon back and forth for nearly five minutes.

Zhang Jiaxin was relieved when he heard Fu Yu say it was all right, and then added chili oil, perilla leaves, salt, and cooking wine to continue stir-frying.

The scent of the snails has already wafted out.

Spicy in the fragrance, sweet in the spicy.

It smells delicious.

This time, Zhang Jiaxin didn't dare to push him any further.

When he was serving the dish, he was so excited that after frying, he didn't even think about trying the taste in advance, so he handed it over to the passer-by.

This time, it can be regarded as a harvest and a wisdom.

He squeezed one and tasted it himself.

The escargot is fried fragrant and spicy, the soup is rich, the snail meat is fat and tender, and it is really full of flavor.

Fu Yu also tasted one, nodded and praised: "Not bad, it's delicious."

Relieved, Zhang Jiaxin handed over the plate to the waiter to take it away.

Fu Yu called people to stop, and told Zhang Jiaxin: "Since the dishes are returned and redone, the customer must be dissatisfied. You go and pick up two small dishes and send them over, it's an apology."

News from the Zhang family said that he went to the storage room without hesitation.

He didn't even realize that he was completely obedient to Fu Yu's words now.

And Fu Yu didn't wait any longer. After such a long delay, the fish pot that Sun Qingning had just stewed would probably be snatched up by those wolves.

Zhang Jiaxin came back with some side dishes, saw that Fu Yu was not there, and asked the passer-by, "Where's Chef Fu?"

The food passer said: "It's time to eat, where are you coming with me?"

Zhang Jiaxin nodded: "Well, according to Fu Fu, let's go, I'll go with you."

The customer was obviously pleasantly surprised when he saw the chef come over to apologize in person, and also gave an extra side dish.

The unhappiness accumulated in the bottom of my heart also dissipated.

Coming out of the private room, Zhang Jiaxin briskly went back to the back kitchen, thinking in his heart, what a wrong step, wrong step!

If he had been with Zhao Meng back then, would he be able to help Fu Yu as a cook now like Sun Qingning?

He believed that the gap between Sun Qingning and Sun Qingning was not that big, and if the two really competed, he would still have a good chance of winning.

Thinking of Sun Qingning's foolish look, Zhang Jiaxin sighed.

After all, this kid is lucky.

Forget it, I don't want to think about it, I will apply for resignation in two months!

On the other hand, Fu Yu was eating the fish that Sun Qingning had prepared for him in advance, while listening to the electronic prompt in his ear:

【Ding! The task of Zhang Jiaxin, a small kitchen worker of NPC: assist him to complete a fried escargot that satisfies the customer, has been successfully completed, and the reward: RMB 100, task experience +20]

Fu Yu calmly picked up a piece of tofu.

Come on!

The apron money is back!

I am in a good mood, my appetite is good, and I can eat an extra bowl of rice at noon.

They were preparing to vacate the table when Zhao Meng came back after seeing his illness.

This is an old problem of tenosynovitis. The master who handles the spoon has been working for a long time, and generally has this occupational disease.

Fu Yu hurriedly asked concerned: "How is it? Is the situation serious?"

Zhao Meng waved his hand: "It's okay, the doctor said it's fine to take care of it."

This disease can be cured, but it always recurs.

The few times Zhao Meng fell ill, he was used to being tossed about.

Fu Yu just finished eating, so he asked Sun Qingning to help clean up the dishes, while he hurried to the back kitchen to heat up the food for Zhao Meng.

In addition to the stewed fish that was left before, I also specially served a bowl of old hen soup from the pot.

This was ordered by the customer in the morning, and he deliberately left a small bowl.

In order to ensure the taste, the chicken soup is semi-finished, and he can reprocess it here.

Fu Yu quickly mixed the seasoning with the chicken soup, and was about to serve it to Zhao Meng when an electronic notification sounded in his ear:

【Ding! Daily task: Complete the soup twice, has been successfully completed, reward: RMB 20, task experience +10]

【Ding! Sign in to the daily task for 10/10 days in a row, successfully completed it, and get a reward: a job-changing skill card]

Fu Yu paused.

A job change skill card?

Isn't this something that you can only get in the game if you try to get yourself through various methods or complete the specified tasks?

Awesome!

But this transfer?

As a cook, what career can he change into?

teacher?

engineer?

doctor?

Ah, this, this can't be taken carelessly!

Think of the urine of the system!

If there is another figure to clean him up in case, he really can't bear it!

Fu Yu tried hard to calm himself down.

He calmly brought the chicken soup to Zhao Meng.

Find an excuse for a while, and wait until you go back to the dormitory.

He was thinking about how to meet this awesome skill card.

Zhao Meng watched Fu Yu bring him a bowl of chicken soup with a serious expression on his face, and was moved for a moment, dumbfounded.

Nima, I just got tenosynovitis, looking at this expression without knowing it, I thought I was going to die!

Shaking his head, Zhao Meng's heart warmed up, he took the bowl and drank it down without saying anything.

This is his disciple's filial piety to him!

fragrant!