Chinese chef

Chapter 56

56 Shacha Chicken Ding

In the back kitchen of Zhonghua Building, Mu Feng is teaching the chefs how to make [Shacha Chicken Ding].

"Cooking wine, light soy sauce, pepper, egg white, and starch should be added to the diced chicken. I will explain the specific ratios later." Mu Feng said as he took a bottle of cooking wine, "First of all, cooking wine... ..."

The chefs watched Mu Feng's demonstration seriously, and then followed suit.

......

Soon, a delicious [Shacha Chicken Ding] is ready.

"Today, this Shacha Chicken Ding will be a new dish in the delivery department!" Mu Feng said.

Then, Mu Feng continued to make five more [Sand Tea Chicken Ding].

After it is done, the staff from the takeaway department will come to pack it into the lunch box immediately.

The takeaway box is red, unlike other light yellow lunch boxes, and it also has the word 'super class' printed on it.

This is a surprise lunch box just released by Zhonghua Building's delivery department two days ago.

In order to increase customer stickiness, Shi Nancheng suggested that Mu Feng make five takeaways by himself every day.

And these five takeaways will be randomly distributed to customers who order meals.

Although the takeaway from the takeout department of Zhonghua Building is already very delicious, the taste of the lunch box made by Mu Feng is still much better than that of other chefs, so eating the lunch box made by Mu Feng has become a longing for many takeaway diners the jackpot.

Of course, the people who ordered takeaway didn't know that the lunch box was made by Mu Feng, they only knew that it was made by the chief chef of Zhonghua Building.

According to Shi Nancheng, maintaining a sense of mystery helps to better stimulate customers' appetite and curiosity.

Of course, even if Zhonghualou didn't do this, the business of the delivery department is still very prosperous, and the supply is still in short supply after a few months.

However, Shi Nancheng said that since we want to do it, we must do our best, firmly occupy the first position, and kill all possible enemies in the cradle.

To achieve this level, we must continue to work hard and constantly innovate, so as to better cultivate the loyalty of diners.

Let other catering companies be intimidated and dare not act rashly, otherwise it will only waste more energy to fight them after they act.

For this point, Mu Feng agrees very much.

So, Mu Feng started making this surprise lunch box two days ago.

Needless to say, these five surprise lunch boxes every day did attract the attention of many people.

Because the quantity is rare, the packaging is different.

In addition, the taste is really surprising and endless aftertaste.

Therefore, almost every diner who gets a surprise lunch box will take a photo and post it on the Internet to show off.

If it weren't for the fact that the number is really too small, the person who posted the photo would not be able to form a large-scale dazzling picture.Otherwise, according to the force of this premium takeaway, it will definitely blow up the circle of friends.

But even so, this surprise lunch box is still growing and spreading on the Internet with a low-key but powerful posture by virtue of its unique special charm.

So much so that it later developed to the point that some people specifically asked for a price increase online. The most exaggerated thing is that some local tyrants directly asked for ten times the price.

Of course, no one knows whether the purchase was successful in the end.

The ten times the purchase price is not so much the diners' liking for Mufeng's cooking skills, but rather the netizens' curiosity for novelty.

After all, spending ten times the money to buy a dish sounds too absurd.

Of course, this also shows from the side how popular the special red lunch box made by the chief chef of Zhonghua Building is.

After Mu Feng finished five servings of [Sand Tea Chicken Ding], he left Zhonghua Building and went back to Suji to open a shop.

Because he just ate sheep tripe at Xiaoliang Baodu's place two days ago, his addiction was hooked up, so that Su Ji's special dishes in the past two days were all related to sheep.

Yesterday was [Scallion Stir-fried Lamb], the day before yesterday was [Red Braised Lamb], and today he plans to make [Stir-fried Winter Bamboo Shoots and Lamb Tripe].

For cooking lamb tripe, the oil film and black film on the lamb tripe need to be scraped off first, then scalded with hot water, and then soaked in alkaline water for an hour to remove the smell of mutton.

Then, put the sheep tripe into the pot and cook, take it out and wash it until the alkali smell is eliminated.

In these few steps, Mu Feng had already asked Ding Shuo and several other kitchen staff to prepare for returning to Suji.

By the time Mu Feng returned to Su Ji, the sheep tripe was ready and ready to be cooked.

Although it's only around five o'clock in the afternoon, Su Ji is already full of customers.

After Mu Feng greeted everyone, he immediately started cooking.

He first cut the tripe into small pieces with a length of 5 cm and a width of 3 cm, and then cut it into wheat flower shapes with a knife, wrapped it in starch, and put it away for later use.

Next, peel and slice the winter bamboo shoots, and blanch them in boiling water;

Then chop the millet pepper, onion and garlic and set aside.

Then, make a sauce by mixing salt, vinegar, sugar, pepper, starch and water.

Immediately afterwards, he took a wok to heat the oil, heated it to [-]% heat with high heat, then turned to medium heat, put the lamb tripe and winter bamboo shoots in for frying, took them out and decanted them.

Leave the bottom oil in the pot, heat it up with high heat, add garlic, green onion, millet pepper, lamb tripe, winter bamboo shoots, and then add the sauce, and stir fry all the ingredients together.

Because the smell of the lamb tripe itself is not strong enough, Mu Feng didn't emit any smell when he was doing the first few steps.

However, when it came to the final step of stir-frying, a very strong aroma instantly evaporated from the pot.

The aroma accumulated in the kitchen, gained momentum, and then quickly squeezed out from the small vegetable outlet, quickly covering the entire Su Ji.

A customer immediately joked: "Master Mu, the mutton you cook is so delicious, I will never be able to eat mutton from other mutton shops in the future, what should I do?"

"It's okay, then you don't have to eat." A customer joked directly.

"That's no good, I finally got it." The guest just now smiled smugly.

......

Su Ji's side was filled with the smell of morel tripe, while someone at the hospital was surprised by the takeaway made by Mu Feng himself.

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Fengze First Hospital.

VIP ward.

A fair-looking boy in his 20s pushed open the door and walked in with a bag of lunch boxes.

"Grandpa, I'm here to bring you food." The boy shouted.

An old man with gray hair who looked to be in his 60s was half lying on the bed.

Hearing the young man's voice, he immediately looked towards the door with a smile on his face.

"Xiaoxi, why are you here to deliver the food today!" the old man said with a smile.

"Today is a holiday, so I came to see you!" The boy named Xiaoxi said with a smile.

"Hello, auntie." He nodded to the nanny.

"Hello." The nanny greeted him with a smile.

"By the way, Auntie, go eat first! I'll just watch over here." Xiaoxi said.

"This..." The auntie nanny hesitated and looked at the old man.

"You go! I'll talk to my grandson." The old man said kindly.

"Okay, then I'll go to eat first. If there is any special situation later, press the red button immediately, and the doctor and nurse will come." The nanny pointed to the red button on the bedside and said to Xiaoxi .

"I will be discharged from the hospital in two days. If there is anything to do, you are just too nervous." The old man said with a smile.

"It's always better to be cautious." The nanny said with a smile, "Chairman, then I'll go down first."

The old man nodded.

After the nanny left, Xiaoxi took out all the lunch boxes in the bag one by one.

Soon, four dishes and one soup were placed on the medical dining table in front of the old man. There were meat and vegetables, and the presentation looked quite delicate.

"Xiao Xi, have you eaten yet?" the old man asked.

"No, Grandpa." Xiaoxi said.

"Then sit down and eat together!" The old man said with a smile.

"No, I ordered takeaway and it will be there in a while." Xiaoxi said.

"Takeaway? What kind of takeaway are you eating! The food here is so delicious." The old man said.

"Hee hee." Xiaoxi smiled. At this moment, the phone in his pocket rang, and he took it out to look at the screen. It was a takeaway call.

"Hi, hello, can I trouble you to come to the 11th floor to get takeaway? The top floor is locked and I can't go up." The takeaway boy said on the phone.

"Okay, then wait a minute, I'll go down right away." Xiaoxi said with a smile, and after hanging up the phone, she greeted the old man with joy, "Grandpa, I'm going down to get the takeaway!"

Then, he ran out of the ward in a hurry.

After a while, he came back with a bag of takeaway.

Sitting on the sofa, he took out all the takeaway lunch boxes. There were two dishes and one soup in total, and one of the boxes was still red.

"Hey, I didn't expect to be so lucky to be able to eat the chef's special dishes." Xiaoxi said to herself.

He picked up the red lunch box and looked at it, then put it back on the table and opened it slowly.

As the lid was lifted, a strong aroma of sand tea spread out immediately.

The old man who was sitting on the hospital bed eating suddenly had a slight twitch in his nose.

"Xiao Xi, what do you eat?" the old man asked curiously.

"Shacha diced chicken, and stewed chicken soup with braised lion's head and shiitake mushrooms." Xiaoxi said.

"Well, Xiaoxi, get some Shacha Chicken for Grandpa to taste!" The old man said with a smile.

"No, my mother said, you can only eat light meals, grandpa, you have high blood pressure, you should pay attention to your diet." Xiaoxi shook her head and said.

"It's okay, just eat a little bit." The old man said.

Xiao Xi frowned and hesitated for a moment, seeing his grandfather's expectant eyes, he had no choice but to nod.

"I can only eat a little!" Xiaoxi said.

Then, he came to the side of the hospital bed with [Shacha Chicken Ding], picked up a few pieces of chicken with chopsticks and put them in the old man's rice bowl.

The old man saw the logo printed on the lunch box, and asked in surprise, "Is this takeaway from Zhonghualou?"

"That's right, the takeaway from Zhonghua Building, this box of diced chicken is specially made by the chef! There are only five servings a day, so you may not be able to buy it if you want to eat it." Xiaoxi said.

"I didn't expect that Zhonghua Building now also offers takeaways. It's really strange." The old man said.

"Takeaway is the mainstream now!" Xiaoxi said.

The old man nodded, then looked at the rice bowl in his hand.

White rice with spicy red diced chicken looks extra tempting.

"A little more, a little more," said the old man.

"Grandpa, you can't! It was agreed just now, you can only eat a little, if my mother finds out, she must scold me." Xiao Xi said.

After finishing speaking, Xiao Xi returned to the sofa and sat down with 【Sand Tea Chicken Ding】.

The old man had no choice but to sigh.

Then, looking at the diced chicken on top of the rice, I smiled.

He took a small piece of diced chicken with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth, and a strong aroma immediately hit his taste buds.

For many days, he has been eating light meals. Even though the meals are carefully prepared by the chef at home, if he eats too much, it will inevitably be boring.

Now, the taste buds that have been silent for a long time are awakened under the impact of [Shacha Chicken Ding], and for a while, I only feel that the appetite is quickly stimulated and ignited.

He immediately took two mouthfuls of rice and chewed it. The tasteless rice in the past actually tasted sweet today.

While eating, he kept nodding his head, looking very satisfied.

However, the [Shacha Chicken Ding] that Xiao Xiyun gave him was too little after all, and it was gone in just three or two bites.

His appetite was aroused, so he had to order other dishes to accompany the rice, which was better than nothing.

However, although these other dishes are also made by the chef, the bland taste is naturally inferior to the spicy one, not to mention that this [Shacha Chicken Ding] was made by Mu Feng himself.

Compared with each other, the dishes made by the chef at home suddenly become dull.

He took two bites, and the appetite that had been aroused quickly faded away.

He looked at the box of [Sand Tea Chicken Ding] in front of his grandson and wanted to ask for more, but he felt that the brat might refuse.

After all, I have high blood pressure, and my family insists on it every day, so I can only eat light food.

Just as he was thinking about how to get [Shacha Chicken Ding], Xiaoxi's cell phone rang.

Xiao Xi hurriedly put down the dishes and took out her mobile phone. Seeing that it was a friend calling, she immediately connected the phone.

"Why did you think of calling me, kid?" Xiaoxi said with a smile on the phone.

A flash of inspiration flashed in the old man's mind, and he immediately stretched out his hand to signal him to go out and make a phone call, so as not to disturb himself.

Xiaoxi nodded, then walked towards the door while talking.

"Student reunion, when..."

As the door of the ward closed, Xiao Xi's voice came to an end.

The old man smiled, and immediately got off the bed, holding the bowls and chopsticks in his hand, he moved very quickly to the sofa and sat down.

Looking at the door, I thought, fortunately this ward is a large room, not a suite with two bedrooms and one living room, otherwise this reason is really useless!

I have to eat while Xiaoxi is out!

He withdrew his mind, put a few pieces of diced chicken on top of the rice, and then pulled it into his mouth together with the rice.

Sure enough, the diced chicken is delicious!

The old man nodded with satisfaction while eating.

Try pinching a little lion's head again.

Well, the taste is not as good as diced chicken, but it is still delicious.

Just when he ate most of the bowl of rice contentedly, Xiaoxi came back.

"Grandpa, are you stealing food?!" Xiao Xi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Hehehe..." The old man smiled, trying to get away with a smile.

"Grandpa, you can't eat too much of this heavy-tasting dish!" Xiaoxi said helplessly.

"Who asked you to buy it specially to seduce me?" the old man said with a proud smile.

"Is it my fault?" Xiaoxi laughed, thinking about it, he really had to blame him, he only thought about eating delicious food for himself, but never thought about eating delicious food in front of a person who had eaten light meals for many days. That would be a crime!

"Okay, okay! But, grandpa, we really can't eat too much, our health is important!" Xiaoxi said helplessly.

"Don't worry! I understand my body, it's fine to eat once in a while, that's fine, you can sit down and eat together!" said the old man.

Xiaoxi had no choice but to go to the sofa and sit down.

When I saw the box of [Sand Tea Chicken], I was stunned, there was only a little bit of chicken left in it.

"It seems that I still have a lot left when I went out just now?" Xiao Xi said looking at the old man.

"Oh, is it? I don't know! I didn't pay attention to it just now, and it disappeared after I ate it. It's really... mainly because the amount is too small!" The old man smiled awkwardly and said.

"Let me order another one!" Xiaoxi said helplessly, then took out her phone and ordered another [Shacha Chicken Ding].

"Then let me help you eat the rest, so as not to waste it!" said the old man.

Xiaoxi nodded speechlessly.

Soon, the takeaway brother brought a [Shacha Chicken Ding].

Unfortunately, this time it is no longer the chef's special red lunch box.

Xiaoxi took a piece of diced chicken to taste.

Although it was still delicious, it was not as good as the chef's special made just now.

He frowned helplessly.

The old man also took a piece of diced chicken and tried it.

"Tsk, this taste is much worse than the one just now!" The old man shook his head and said, "That Xiaoxi, grandpa is full, eat slowly!"

Xiaoxi's eyes were empty and her face was bewildered.

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After a few days, the old man came to Zhonghua Building.

After eating the takeaway from Zhonghualou in the hospital a few days ago, he has been obsessed with that [Sand Tea Chicken].

However, his family watched closely, and he didn't want to worry his family, so he simply refrained from ordering takeaway.

Today, he had a little lunch at home, and then he said he was going out to relax.

He didn't let his family follow him, so he brought a driver.

Then, I found Zhonghua Building by myself.

His son and daughter-in-law are really filial, and he gets very nervous whenever something happens to his body, just like the last time he was hospitalized. In fact, he fainted because of high blood pressure.

Of course, it is still very dangerous for the elderly to faint due to high blood pressure.

It's just that his bones have always been strong. After going to the hospital for an examination, the doctor said that there is nothing serious, as long as he pays attention to rest and diet.

However, his son and daughter-in-law still insisted that he be hospitalized for observation.

It's nothing to be hospitalized, the main thing is that it makes him uncomfortable to always eat light food.

When he was young, he was a gourmet who ate everything.

Now let him only eat bland food, that would really kill him.

The family members were too nervous, and he had no choice but to sneak to Zhonghua Building to find food.

After entering the Zhonghua Building, he was not in a hurry, but started to stroll slowly.

When the Zhonghua Building was in glory in the early years, he often came here to eat, but after the top chefs left, he didn't come again.

Now, as he walks in the Zhonghua Building, looking at the carved beams and painted buildings around him, many pictures of memories continue to emerge.

"Hello, old man, who are you? Do you want a private room or the lobby?" Lu Yun saw an old man strolling around, and immediately stepped forward to ask.

"Oh, just myself, let's go to the lobby!" said the old man.

"Okay, old sir, please follow me." Lu Yun said with a smile.

Because it was past meal time, there were many empty seats in the lobby, so Lu Yun led the old man to an empty table and sat down.

Seeing this, the nearby waiter immediately came over with tea.

Lu Yun took the tea poured by the waiter and handed it to the old man with both hands: "Old man, please drink tea."

The old man smiled and took the tea.

"Mister, this is the menu." Lu Yun put the menu in front of the old man.

After flipping through a few times casually, the old man said to Lu Yun, "Give me a Shacha Chicken!"

"Okay, do you need any other dishes?" Lu Yun said with a smile.

"No need, serve me Shacha Chicken first!" said the old man.

"Okay, old sir, please wait a moment." Lu Yun said with a smile.

Then, she turned around and backed away, and after telling the waiter what the old man wanted, she continued to greet other guests.

Soon, a [Shacha Chicken Ding] came out from the back kitchen and came to the old man's dining table.

The old man looked at the color of the diced chicken, and was slightly puzzled, as it seemed to be different from the one he ate in the hospital before.

He picked up a piece of diced chicken with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth. After chewing a few times, he frowned.

This [Sand Tea Chicken] is generally acceptable, but the taste is still much worse than the [Sand Tea Chicken] eaten in the hospital.

"Waiter, come here." The old man stretched out his hand to call for a waiter.

"Hello, what can I do?" the waiter asked.

"Waiter, this dish doesn't taste right, isn't it your chef's cooking?" The old man pointed to 【Shacha Chicken Ding】and said.

"This..." The waiter frowned. To be honest, he didn't know if the chef made it himself. He was just responsible for delivering the dishes.

"Old man, do you think the taste of this dish is wrong? How about I return the dish for you and make it again!" the waiter said with a smile.

"Okay." The old man nodded.

The waiter immediately went to the kitchen to ask the back chef to serve another [Shacha Chicken Ding].

Soon, another [Shacha Chicken Ding] was served.

At the same time, the original diced chicken was brought back to the back kitchen for disposal.

The old man looked at the operation process of the waiter and was quite satisfied with the service of Zhonghua Building.

Ordinary restaurants and restaurants rarely take the old dish away after customers take the initiative to serve the new dishes.

The reason is that the so-called redoing of returned dishes in many restaurants is basically just taking them to the kitchen for a while and then coming out.

This situation may happen even in some well-known restaurants.

Even, some restaurants go too far, the staff in the back kitchen will randomly add ingredients to the returned dishes, and then serve them to the guests. This is not just a management problem, but a moral problem.

In order to establish the image of Zhonghualou and completely prevent the occurrence of such incidents, Shi Nancheng standardized the entire food return process from the very beginning, so as to reassure guests.

The new [Sand Tea Chicken Ding] is on the table, the old man still has a look at how it looks.

Well, it's much better than the one just now, and it's very close to the [Shacha Chicken Ding] that I ate that day.

Picked up a piece of diced chicken to try the taste.

Um?Why is this taste still wrong?

So, the waiter was called again.

When the waiter heard the old man's words, he was immediately stunned.

"This dish is indeed made by the chef!" said the waiter.

"Are you sure? Did you see him do it with your own eyes?" the old man asked.

"I..." The waiter froze, he was really not sure, although he did specifically confess just now that the customer wanted chicken diced made by the chef himself.

However, after he confessed, he went to the bathroom, and when he came back, the dishes were already ready.

"This time, you must watch him do it with your own eyes, you know?" the old man said.

"..." The waiter nodded helplessly.

Then, he returned to the kitchen again and explained the guest's request to the chef.

Gao Kai was a little speechless after hearing what the waiter said. He really made this dish himself!

This guest is so picky?

Although I am speechless, but after all, we open the door to do business, and we should try our best to meet the needs of customers.

Gao Kai then made another [Shacha Chicken Ding], and this time he did it very seriously.

Returning food is not a good thing for a chef, he has to take it seriously.

The waiter also watched with wide eyes, so as not to be speechless when asked by the guests later.

Soon, the third [Shacha Chicken Ding] is ready.

The waiter came to the old man with the dishes confidently.

This time, I watched the chef make it with my own eyes, so there will be no more problems, right?

thought the waiter.

"Hello, this is Shacha Chicken Ding made by the chef himself, please use it slowly!" The waiter said with a smile, and when he said the words 'handmade by the chef', he deliberately emphasized his tone.

The old man nodded, picked up the chopsticks again and put a piece of diced chicken into his mouth.