Ever since he tried to serve steam pot chicken in the store, Lin Xu has been troubled by one thing.

That is, the steam pot chicken is not exquisite enough. It is served in a big pot, which is completely inconsistent with the exquisite and small-portion beauty of high-end restaurants.

But if you switch to a small steam pot, you can't put a few pieces of chicken in it, and the steam pot chicken will not be sold at a high price.

Now if pigeons are used instead of chickens, a pigeon can be easily put into the smallest steam pot, and even several medicinal herbs for beauty and beauty can be put in.

There has always been a folk saying that "one pigeon is worth nine chickens".

Pigeon soup is also recognized as more nutritious than chicken soup.

If you use a small steam pot and serve one cup per person, then the steam pot squab in the store will definitely be very popular.

For those ladies who love beauty, who wouldn’t want to have a delicious soup made from pigeons, especially if it also contains notoginseng, astragalus, Codonopsis pilosula and other blood-tonifying and qi-tonifying herbs.

This is simply irresistible.

Of course, if you have to replace the medicinal materials in the pot with velvet antler, cordyceps, epimedium and other ingredients that can nourish the kidneys and strengthen the waist, then it will be the male customer's turn to lose control.

But these can only be thought about. The Chinese herbal medicines used in cooking should mainly be Zhongzhengpinghe.

Medicinal materials that are too strong and overbearing should be used as little as possible.

To prevent customers from having bad experiences after eating.

Lin Xu asked Che to carry the pigeon to the kitchen, and then asked Lao Huang to wash his hands and eat:

"Boss Huang, hurry up and wash your hands and eat. After dinner, I will try the steamed pigeon that my senior brother mentioned. Just wait and try it."

If steam-pot squab is really feasible, we should immediately open up a place in the back kitchen and install a steam cabinet dedicated to cooking steam-pot dishes.

This kind of cabinet can freely prepare steam water and can make dozens of pots of steam pot chicken at a time, which can definitely meet the needs of customers.

Lao Huang washed his hands, sat down with a bowl, took a bite of cauliflower and said:

"When we went to buy pigeons, the couple was beaten and scolded. The reason was that the man secretly sent a Happy National Day red envelope to another woman on WeChat, and his wife discovered it."

He spoke vividly, Cui Qingyuan interrupted him with a smile:

"There are children here, so don't talk about this kind of topic."

Lao Huang said seriously:

"The younger people are, the more they have to learn. The people they can chat with online may not be men or women. Don't involve money transactions. Maybe they are opposite a big guy who controls dozens of WeChat accounts at the same time.

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After speaking, he explained to Xie Yufei and Xie Yuhang:

"Although this girl Lele is less than two years older than you two, she was specially recruited by Tsinghua University. Ordinary people will definitely not be able to deceive her. The key is you two. Be careful when making friends online. Your father often talks to leaders of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and even foreign dignitaries.

Those who deal with you, please don’t talk nonsense online.”

Xie Yufei and Xie Yuhang looked at each other. They had never heard their father say this before.

I heard that he is a chef who cooks in Diaoyutai. Doesn’t he still have a certain status?

Seeing a trace of doubt flash in the eyes of the two brothers, Lao Huang said with a smile:

"If you don't believe it, one day I will take you two to the Diaoyutai, and you will be able to intuitively feel how powerful your father's position is in the Diaoyutai."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Baomin said:

"Forget it, that kind of place is not suitable for children to go there."

Just kidding, we have to take the children to Diaoyutai, and the head chefs have to reveal all the disgraceful things they have done.

Old Huang is also a rotten and rotten dog. He obviously wanted to speak for himself, but in the end he secretly took him into the ditch.

In order to change the subject, Xie Baomin said:

"You can't use up all these pigeons to make steam-pot squab? I'll make a stir-fried squab tonight. Since both children like this spicy, fat and plump dish, I'll also show off my Sichuan cooking skills."
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Stop pretending, I am the master of state banquets and I will show my cards.

Brothers Xie Yufei and Xie Yuhang were stunned and asked at the same time:

"Dad, can you also cook this kind of food?"

"I'm so good at it. I usually think that you guys must have eaten a lot of oily dishes at school, so the meals at home should be as simple and elegant as possible. But since you like it, I'll let you try my cooking."
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Xie Baomin was full of confidence and planned to show off his cooking skills. Xie Yuhang said with anticipation:

"I hope it can cook better than the chef at window 3 in the school."

Xie Yufei took over the conversation:

"It's okay for my dad to go beyond window number three, but it's difficult to go beyond window number five."

"That's really difficult. Window No. 5 is recognized as the second most delicious window, just a little bit worse than Window No. 7."

Xie Baomin:??????

In your eyes, am I still not as good as the school chef?

So today I will show you the cooking skills that are unmatched by the school chef.

Lin Xu on the side felt like laughing.

The head chef of the state banquet, who made the entire Diaoyutai back kitchen fearful, unexpectedly got into trouble with a canteen chef from a boarding middle school.

If it weren't for the wrong timing, I really wanted to call the other head chefs from Diaoyutai to come over and cheer me up.

After the meal, everyone was busy with their own business. Xie Baomin followed Lin Xu and planned to go to the braised food department on the first floor to see how delicious the roast chicken everyone kept praising was.

After arriving, he sniffed:

“It doesn’t taste like roast chicken.”

Lin Xu opened the lid of the pot and said with a smile:

"The taste is all sealed in oil. It's almost time to take it out of the pot. Master Xu, skim the oil out of the pot and let my senior brother take a look at the roast chicken in our store."

"Okay, Chef Xie, you'll be waiting for me later."

Xu Xinhua has worked in Diaoyutai Building 2 for more than a month and is very familiar with Xie Baomin.

He brought a clean stainless steel basin and used a long-handled stainless steel ladle to skim out the yellow grease in the pot little by little.

These fats were originally lard and cooking oil for stewed soup.

However, hundreds of roast chickens are braised every day and have already been dyed yellow by the chicken fat.

As the fat decreases, the smell of the stewed soup in the pot gradually comes out.

Xie Baomin smelled it for a few times and then gave Lin Xu a thumbs up:

"This stewed soup is quite authentic and has plenty of ingredients. Let alone chicken, you can put any ingredients into this soup and it will still taste good."

He had just eaten and he didn't want to eat at first.

But now that I smell the aroma of roasting chicken, I can't help but want to tear open a chicken leg and taste it.

After skimming off all the oil, Lin Xu checked the quality of the roasted chicken:

"Okay, let's go out."

After speaking, he said to the neighbors queuing outside the window:

"The roast chicken will be out of the pot soon, don't worry."

After saying hello, Lin Xu saw that Uncle Zhou, who often came to the restaurant to eat, was also lining up in the crowd, so he asked curiously:

"Uncle Zhou, why are you here to line up too? Where is Aunt Liang?"

"The temperature has cooled down in the past two days. She is craving for cold and has caught a little cold. I plan to buy some braised food to eat... By the way, Xiao Lin, do you have any sweating soup here?"

Soup?

Lin Xu said:

"Yes, yes, please come in and wait. I'll go up and make a hot and sour tripe soup and put it in a thermos. You can bring it to Aunt Liang to try."

"That's great, thank you Xiaolin."

Lin Xu waved his hand:

"You're welcome. By the way, you have to go out when you're caught by the cold. You can't stay at home. In the afternoon, we'll make pigeon soup. You can bring Aunt Liang over to drink it. Then I'll add some Chinese herbal medicine to dispel cold and sweat. Aunt Liang will warm it up.

If you drink it, maybe it will get better."

If you catch a cold, it will usually heal if you sweat.

When I was testing the small steam boiler in the afternoon, I just put some anti-cold medicine to try. Even if it doesn't have much effect, just drinking the small pot of boiling pigeon soup can still have an effect.

After Uncle Zhou came in, Lin Xu went upstairs to make soup.

Xu Xinhua scooped the roast chickens out of the pot one by one. He originally wanted to serve one directly to Xie Baomin, but he was refused:

"Sell them first. If there are some that are not in good quality, just tear them open and try them. Don't worry. You don't need to taste this roast chicken. You can tell it's good just by smelling it."

In front of the service counter, Uncle Zhou looked at the price of tripe soup, took out his membership card and handed it to Song Tiantian:

"Tiantian, come and swipe your card, swipe an extra hundred, and add the money for the belly soup. It's not easy for you to do business, and I can't take advantage of this."

Song Tiantian said:

"Wait until the boss comes and then do it. I don't dare to collect money randomly."

"You kid, why are you so honest? Dundun, do you think this front desk manager should criticize?"

Uncle Zhou scratched Dundun's chin. He was one of the few customers who could touch Dundun.

In the past, he would come over to interact with Dundun at meal time. Whenever he saw the envious eyes of others, Uncle Zhou felt very happy.

If this little guy were a cat from Peking University.

With this level of well-behavedness, he is definitely the favorite of all students.
To be continued...