Xiao Yu was unfamiliar with life in Beijing and had no expectations of anyone coming to support her restaurant. She thought she’d just have to greet the common people before getting straight to cooking.
Who would have guessed that at this moment, Yan Qing, a figure of great importance, would appear lined up at her noodle house?
There were already quite a few people sitting in the hundred or so square meter noodle house, but as soon as the ordinary folks saw this man of extraordinary presence, they quickly stood up and offered their seats when his gaze swept over them.
So, Yan Qing took his rightful place in the center of the shop. He also signaled for his men to sit down before turning to look at the menu on the wall.
When his eyes caught the words "seafood noodles," he couldn’t help but salivate.
He slammed the table with force, "A serving of seafood noodles!"
Xiao Yu had cooked this seafood noodle dish on the island before, it was Yan Qing’s favorite noodle dish, without equal. Read full story at novel✦fire.net
Though now, looking at the menu, there were many noodles he had never seen, he was solely enamoured with the seafood noodles.
"What are you all dazed for? Order something!"
Yan Qing glanced at his men, and then impatiently rapped his fingers on the table, looking around – where had everyone gone so suddenly?
Xiao Yu was today’s chef and naturally stayed in the kitchen. Although she didn’t know the situation upfront, she began preparing the orders that Fubao and others had passed to her.
On the opening day, they prepared five varieties of noodles: hot dry noodles, stir-fried noodles, seafood noodles, Stew Noodles, and fried bean sauce noodles.
These five types of noodles had already been prepared in advance, like the Stew Noodles, which needed to rest before they could be pulled apart.
The hot dry noodles had alkaline powder added and had been boiled once already; they just needed a quick boil if ordered.
The stir-fried noodles, seafood noodles, and fried bean sauce noodles were all machine-pressed: seafood noodles were round noodles, stir-fried noodles were steamed thin noodles, and fried bean sauce noodles were wider.
Yaya and Fubao were busy at the front, while Yuanbao helped in the kitchen. After a few days of practice, he could do it quite skillfully.
Was there really much to learn? As long as she prepared the sauces and broths in advance, all he had to do was follow the measurements and steps.
Ingredients for the seafood noodles, such as clams, octopuses, Crabs, sea shrimps, and so forth, were bought by Yuanbao at the docks early in the morning, costing more than ten times what they did back in Port Town.
The pork for the fried bean sauce noodles, the sweet bean sauce, soybean sauce, the sesame paste needed for hot dry noodles, all supposedly bought from the Market, were actually acquired from the Space Supermarket – purchased in large buckets, which was cost-effective.
Stir-fried noodles required no special techniques; as long as chicken eggs, bean sprouts, green vegetables, and fermented bean paste were ready, that was enough, and of course, meat strips could replace eggs.
Her seafood noodles were made with a clay pot, and it didn’t really need any additional seasonings because the broth from the seafood itself was incredibly savory. So when she began simmering clams, Crabs, and sea shrimps at the bottom of the pot, the other ingredients like octopus, conch meat, and shellfish were quickly stir-fried on high heat to bring out the fragrance, and then added to the clay pot. A few minutes of bubbling away, sprinkling some scallions and salt in, and it was basically done.
There were many ways to make seafood noodles, but to make them delicious, the broth had to be rich to begin with. So, with a good soup base, the noodles naturally tasted great.
In order to savor these noodles, Yan Qing didn’t hesitate to pour his entire gold building into it, so when his bowl was brought to him, he left all decorum aside, picked up his chopsticks, and slurped away. His eager impatience shocked his subordinates.