My daily life of cooking food in Tokyo

Chapter 39 Prototype (Happy New Year to everyone!)
Moriyama Joichi took out a dinner plate, and using serving chopsticks, divided the noodles of the defeated strongman into his own bowl.

Simple noodles, the shape is not good-looking, the surface is uneven, and it can even be said to be ugly.

A thin layer of fat evenly wraps the noodles, exuding a delicious lard fragrance.

It is also mixed with the aroma of ginger, onion and garlic, as well as a hint of spicy.

Moriyama Joichi actually felt that he had an appetite.

It seems that Boss Liu's cooking level is still good, but unfortunately, this side is really bad.

With this thought in mind, he picked up two noodles and ate them in his mouth.

Q bomb, incomparable Q bomb.

Moriyama Jo's eyes widened. The noodles were surprisingly springy, and it had a unique taste that he had never tasted before.

Although the chewiness of the ramen is not bad, compared with it, it is far worse.

Although it is just a simple seasoning, combined with the chewy texture of the noodles and the unique fragrance of wheat, it is actually very delicious.

What kind of unpalatable noodles are these, they are simply delicious.

Maybe the strange shape of the noodles was intentionally made by Boss Liu.

The breakage of the noodles was also to be expected.

Only this natural grotesque shape can bring out the flavor of the noodles to the extreme.

It was because my vision was too narrow that I dared to question Boss Liu.

Boss Liu’s cooking skills are beyond doubt.

Mori Yamajo kept his hand on and quickly finished the small plate of noodles.

Wiping off the oil stains at the corner of his mouth, he looked up and found that Liu Minghui had started to fry the wheat again.

He asked curiously, "Boss Liu, why did you start again?"

Liu Minghui kept his hands on his hands, and said as a matter of course: "The noodles failed, of course we must continue to make them."

"I don't know if I can succeed tonight."

Failed?
What, just failed works?

Moriyama Joichi was shocked, he thought the delicious noodles were just a failure?

He said in disbelief, "The bowl of noodles just now tasted really good, how could it be considered a failure?"

"Boss Liu, in fact, you don't have to have such high demands on yourself."

"This level of cooking has already reached a considerable level."

"Besides, it should be difficult to improve this level of cooking."

In Joichi Moriyama's mind, cooking to such an extent must have gone through countless experiments.

Unless there is an epiphany, it is basically difficult to improve in a short period of time.

However, he was very envious of the guests who could be treated like this by Liu Minghui.

It would be great if I could have this kind of treatment.

How did Joichi Moriyama know that this is only Liu Minghui's first time making a strong man's face, and there is still a lot of room for improvement!
Liu Minghui glanced at Joichi Moriyama, thinking that his hair is not long, why is his hair so short.

It was just the first time I did it, so progress is not a matter of course?
But he didn't intend to speak out against Moriyama Joichi, after all, he was his assistant cook, and it seemed that it would not do him any good to make him shut himself up.

Liu Minghui said perfunctorily: "The way of cooking is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat."

"Practice more when you have time, and you will always gain something in the end."

Mori Yamajo's eyes were full of admiration, Boss Liu already possessed such strength, yet was so humble and motivated.

No wonder he was able to improve his cooking skills so much in such a short period of time.

Boss Liu is relying on his own efforts to get so strong step by step.

I have to learn from him and become stronger.

Here, Liu Minghui has already beaten the flour again and started to sieve it.

Only this time, Liu Minghui decided to use three overlapping screens for screening.

In this way, the screened flour can be more delicate, which greatly increases the quality of the final product.

After three more sieves, Liu Minghui started making dough again.

This time, he decided to increase the waking time to 15 minutes.

It is necessary to let the noodles have enough time to react, so that they can react with alkaline water and produce stronger gluten.

At this moment, the alarm clock in Liu Minghui's kitchen rang.

At twelve o'clock, it's time to get off work.

Liu Minghui thought for a while and said, "Joichi Moriyama, you can arrange it."

"Distribute the zhidou originally stored in the refrigerator, and then give out a pack of zhidou made later, as employee benefits."

"Then today's leftover curry is boiled, and stewed again will lose the best texture and taste."

"If you don't dislike it, let's break it up."

Moriyama Joichi was a little surprised, and said in disbelief: "Boss Liu, it's not good to do this."

"In the past, these ingredients were recycled twice, and the taste was a bit different, so it wouldn't have much impact."

"There are a lot of dishes prepared today. If all of them are used as employee benefits, the entire izakaya will suffer heavy losses."

Liu Minghui shook his head and said, "Your vision is too short-sighted."

"In the short term, we have lost some ingredients."

"However, in the long run, it doesn't do us any harm at izakaya."

"Only word of mouth is the foundation of an izakaya."

"Okay, I've made up my mind, you just need to execute it."

"By the way, when distributing new beans, remember to mention that this is an employee benefit and only one bag is allowed per week."

Liu Minghui thought for a while, and added another sentence, saying: "When zhidou is in season, we also provide a bag of stewed zhidou."

After saying that, Liu Minghui stopped talking to Moriyama Zhangyi and continued to study the truth.

Boss Liu really has a vision.

Once Liu Minghui explained it, Mori Shanzhang understood the purpose of doing this.

It's a pity that Boss Liu didn't take charge of the izakaya earlier, otherwise the Dragon Li izakaya would not have been reduced to such a point.

Thinking of this, Moriyama Joichi walked out of the kitchen and announced the good news to other employees.

"Long live Boss Liu!"

"Long live Boss Liu!"

"Long live Boss Liu!"

Three voices rang out in unison, especially Photon in the room, who had the loudest voice.

This is a great gift for indoor photons in difficult homes.

However, faced with such generous employee benefits, Mochizuki Kanna said worriedly:
"Although I am very happy to have employee benefits, it is not very good."

"We can't make ends meet today, and Boss Liu is still so extravagant. Isn't Longli Izakaya completely out of business?"

Yoji Kawakami also said with a worried face: "Yes, the more critical this moment is, the more we should save food and money and tide over difficulties together."

On the contrary, Guangzi in the room looked calm. She was a cashier and knew very well about today's income.

She smiled and said, "You guys underestimated Boss Liu. Longli Izakaya is in his hands, so it won't go bankrupt."

"Although only three groups of guests were received today, how much do you think the income is?"

Mochizuki Kanai boldly guessed: "Thirty-five thousand yen?"

Generally, the unit price of a customer in an izakaya is around 3000 yen, but the second batch of customers left earlier because of the disturbance, so naturally it cannot be counted according to the total number of people.

It is quite reasonable to count them together as ten people.

Indoor Photon smiled mysteriously and said, "If it was this number, would I still say that?"

"The total income today is a little over [-] yen. The difference may not seem big, but it shows that the price per customer of our izakaya is much higher than that of other izakayas."

　I wish you all a Happy New Year!

　　Thank you for the citrus pomelo, thank you for your continuous support~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)