Chapter 225： we want this dish

Chapter 225 We want this dish

Fu Yu just sent Zhang Jinyu to Baian to pick up the chicken oil, when the orderer came again to deliver the order.

According to the order of the order, this order should be taken by Gu Yunwu.

But the orderer came straight to Fu Yu and shouted, "Chef Fu, your order!"

Since Yao Shi introduced Fu Yu as the research and development chef of Maxima's innovative dishes in an interview with the provincial TV station last time, Fu Yu's exclusive orders have increased significantly.

He took the order and glanced at it. It was a small table of noodles, and he ordered four special dishes in the store.

Innovative big harvest stewed vegetables, improved salt and pepper shrimp goby, squirrel mandarin fish, steamed scallops with minced garlic vermicelli, and a seafood porridge.

It seems that I came here specially to check in, and I want to try the special and improved dishes in the store.

Fu Yu glanced at the list on the kitchen wall, and there were still four dishes left unfinished.

If it is interspersed, this small table has to be steamed scallops with garlic vermicelli first, and it can be served faster.

He made arrangements here, and Zhang Jinyu came back with chicken oil over there.

"Chef Wang said that if the chicken oil is not enough, you can go over and get it at any time. They just happened to be making chicken oil pancakes today, and they refined a lot in advance!"

Fu Yu came to a sudden.

correct!

Maxima also has a staple food, chicken oil pancakes!

Because the red case didn't deal with the white case, Fu Yu had never eaten the chanterelle pancakes. Occasionally, he heard a word, and he had an impression, but he really didn't remember it for a while.

With chicken oil, there is no need to worry about frying mushrooms with chicken oil.

Fu Yu took photos of the recipe above in the classic old taste recipe, and watched it step by step.

Mushroom slices.

Fu Yu held the kitchen knife, swish, swish, and sliced ​​mushrooms fell neatly and neatly.

Zhang Jinyu stood beside her with the heart of stealing the teacher, and watched carefully. When she saw this scene, her mouth suddenly opened into an "O" shape!

This mushroom is not like other dishes. When slicing, you need to be very patient, this thing will not rise quickly!

Usually, the chef would call out the mushrooms, and the worker would rush to prepare the dishes.

Fu Yu started directly this time, which opened Zhang Jinyu's horizons.

Seeing that a pile of mushrooms turned into neat slices, Zhang Jinyu sighed inwardly: Chef Fu is amazing!

Slice the garlic and slice the onion into finely chopped green onions.

Chicken oil was refined by Bai An and kept in the refrigerator. Fu Yu dug out a piece with a spoon and put it in the pot.

Zhang Jinyu looked at the small spoonful and estimated it based on his feeling. He didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but he felt that it was really exactly 10 grams.

As soon as the chicken oil was put into the pot, the aroma wafted out after a while, and Fu Yu, who was standing by the pot, smiled slightly.

No wonder the classic old taste recipe requires that the old hen that has been raised for several years must be used. Look at this chicken oil, it is really good!

It smells really good!

Fu Yu slid the chicken oil with a shovel, waiting for it to melt completely.

At this time, the orderer suddenly ran over in a hurry.

"Fuchu! A new customer wants to see you!"

Fu Yu was taken aback for a moment, then turned around and asked, "See me?"

The orderer said: "Yes! I said that I have eaten your dishes before, and I am very satisfied. I hope that you will be the chef this time."

Fu Yu frowned: "Then let her order and hand over the order."

The orderer said: "She said that her son has anorexia and doesn't want to eat the usual dishes. I hope you can go over and take a look and see if you can cook some dishes his son wants to eat this time."

Hearing this, Fu Yu really remembered the two of them.

A pair of mother and son, the mother is in her early forties, and the son is sixteen or seventeen.

At that time, it was because of anorexia, so I had to see the chef. Later, he helped to make a dessert, which was considered as coping with the past.

This is satisfied with the food, has become his repeat customer?

Fu Yu was quite happy.

But he has an unfinished order in his hand right now, and he really doesn't have time to go there, so he said to the passer-by: "Go and explain to me, the back kitchen is busy here, and it may not be able to pass in a while."

The food passer was a little embarrassed. When he spoke just now, he felt that the mother and son were not easy to talk to. Now that he hastily refused, it would be bad if he got annoyed.

After thinking about it, the waiter deliberately carried a pot of sour plum soup that was given away for free in the shop.

Drinking a cup of sweet and sour iced sour plum soup on this hot day can both appetize and relieve the heat. It can relieve the anxiety of customers while waiting, right?

The chicken fat in the pot has melted.

Fu Yu put the garlic slices into the pot, stir-fried for a while, then immediately added the sliced ​​mushrooms, and continued to stir-fry.

Add salt and a spoonful of stock.

Fu Yu has always known that when frying mushrooms, you need to add some broth, so that the mushrooms taste more delicious.

However, now that I have looked through the classic old recipes, I realize that adding broth when frying mushrooms, on the one hand, is to enhance the freshness, and on the other hand, it can promote the rapid release of water from the mushrooms.

Inspired by the broth, the mushrooms quickly began to release water, and immediately became smaller.

When the water released by the broth and mushrooms is about to disappear, add shallots and turn off the heat.

At this time, continue to stir fry, and use the residual heat to cook the shallots, and then they can be served on a plate.

The classic old taste recipes are obviously not as exquisite as the special family banquet recipes in terms of presentation.

A plate of chanterelle mushrooms is just piled high into a hill, and it is considered to be alive.

Fu Yu hesitated for a moment, but he temporarily scalded two broccoli flowers, wrapped them in transparent soup, and placed them on the edge of the plate as a decoration.

Unknowingly, under the subtle influence of the special family banquet recipes, the aesthetics of the plate arrangement began to gradually improve.

He can't even see the messy dishes on the plate, even though he is getting more and more skilled now, those green lines that were originally densely packed have become more and more clear.

Chicken oil fried mushrooms are ready.

The food passer just rushed over, and when he was serving the plate, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and asked casually: "Hey, this, isn't this fried mushrooms with chicken oil? They actually ordered this dish?"

Fu Yu's chicken oil fried mushrooms are so fragrant that the passer-by can recognize them at a glance.

She just said something with emotion, and then she thought of the three guests, and her face suddenly became clear.

These three people are not rich at first glance. They ordered a total of several dishes. Anyway, one plate is served and the other is empty. It was already empty.

The waiter carried the tray to Room 212, just in time to meet the waiter on the same floor leading the customer out.

She hurried to the side to avoid.

When the two sides passed each other, the boy who was walking forward with the waiter suddenly stopped, and then turned his head to look at the plate in the hands of the passerby.

"What kind of dish is this? It smells delicious."

The young man's voice is not loud, but his words are clear.

The passer replied casually: "Stir-fried mushrooms in chicken oil."

The boy nodded and said suddenly: "I want to eat this dish."

The female customer walking in front suddenly turned around when she heard the words, and said in surprise, "Really!"

Seeing the boy nodding, the female customer hurriedly said to the waiter, "We want this dish!"

waiter:"!"