As Zhang cuining said, as time gets closer and closer to noon, more and more people come to eat, and naturally more and more plates and bowls are piled up. Because the hotel has not been open for a long time, it has also carried out some activities. Naturally, the passenger flow is very large, and Li Jingya and Yang Lina are naturally busy. But considering the income of 30 yuan a day, they are still very excited.
In addition to Li Jingya and Yang Lina, there are two chefs in the back kitchen. The two chefs, one is song Yujiao's father and the other is song Yujiao's uncle. Li Jingya had heard song Yujiao say that her father's cooking was taught by her uncle. The two elders are also jokers, and the atmosphere in the kitchen is relatively relaxed.
"Jingya, pass me the fish plate." Song Yujiao's Uncle Zhang Shan shouted to Li Jingya. The gas stove under her hand was still bubbling, and the unique delicious smell of crucian carp came to her nostrils. Li Jingya answered and put a white fish plate next to Zhang Shan.
On the other chopping board, song Yujiao's father, song Lifeng, was chopping meat and preparing to fry two plates of shredded pork with fish flavor.
"Out of the pot..." Zhang Shan's sudden voice startled song Lifeng. When he looked back, his men didn't stop and immediately chopped on his fingers. Yang Lina screamed for a few seconds.
"Uncle, how are you!" Li Jingya was worried when she saw that song Lifeng's wound was not small. Song Lifeng is a chef today. Why did he hurt himself so carelessly? While she was talking in her heart, she took down the braid rope of her braid to simply stop bleeding for song Lifeng.
"Nana, go and tell Aunt Zhang that my uncle accidentally cut his hand and asked him to find a band aid and bandage his uncle!" Li Jingya was really fearless in the face of danger at this time. Yang Lina turned her head and ran out: "Aunt Zhang, come on, uncle is hurt!"
"I said, brother-in-law, can you not be so surprised? You just startled me!" Looking at Li Jingya's nervous appearance, song Lifeng was also afraid of scaring her and turned around to joke with Zhang Shan. However, being so concerned by Li Jingya, he felt very comfortable in his heart.
Zhang Shan did feel guilty and scratched his head with embarrassment: "brother-in-law, I'm really sorry. I should have known you would be hurt. I'm sure I wouldn't say a word!" Don't say you're just joking with him. Even if you really blame him, he really has nothing to say.
"I said, what do you think? How can you cut vegetables on your fingers after so many years? Do you think there is not enough meat on the chopping board?" Zhang cuining came in and scolded, but his voice was more mixed with concern. "I don't think you dare to be so careless next time! You're always irritable when you do some work. Now you're finally punished!"
Song Lifeng didn't think so much, but said with a bitter smile: "this box of shredded meat is about to be fried. What can I do next? My hand is hurt, and you have to entertain people outside. Zhang Shan can't be busy alone. Why don't you let the guests change dishes..."
"Uncle, if you like, I'll fry this dish! I've learned to cook before, and I can do it! The stewed fish is also out of the pot, and Nana can have a rest and give me a hand!" Li Jingya took the responsibility on her own initiative. She really knows how to make this fish flavored shredded pork. This is not nonsense. In her previous life, her husband liked fish flavored shredded pork very much, so she learned to make it. Although this is the first time after rebirth, I still remember the amount I should have.
Li Jingya's confident appearance made Zhang cuining put down her doubts and asked, "Jingya is no joke. Can you really fry this dish?" If the child really knows how to cook, let alone agree to her cooking, just give her a raise. Zhang cuining thought so.
Li Jingya nodded and heard the guests outside urging him. She said directly, "Aunt Zhang, we don't have so much time. The guests are already urging us. I'll cook the dishes right away! If the guests don't like the taste, I'll pay for the dish!" With that, Zhang cuining began to be busy without waiting for a reply.
Cut all the meat into shredded meat, put all the carrots and green peppers into the pot and blanch them with water. The shredded meat is fishy with cooking wine and starch. Li Jingya's series of actions are particularly skilled. Zhang cuining was stunned and determined. She said that the child was definitely not the master of nonsense. Since she said she could do it, she should be able to do it. Now it seems that her choice of cooking is right. Fortunately, she just didn't stop it.
Put oil into the pot, fry the meat white, put bean paste, thicken it with starch juice, put the meat into the pot, put green pepper and carrot into the pot, and finally add salt to stir fry out of the pot. In a short time, Li Jingya has completed the production process of fish flavored shredded meat. Song Lifeng, who was stunned, said, "why do I think Jingya's fried food is better than mine?"
Hearing the guest outside the door urged again, Zhang cuining couldn't care whether it was delicious or not. He directly brought the dishes to the table, and then looked at the guest's reaction with some trepidation. Seeing that the guest took a bite and smiled all over his face, Zhang cuining's heart suddenly put down. Since I'm not dissatisfied, it's delicious.
Back in the kitchen, Zhang cuining finally showed a relaxed smile. She patted Li Jingya heavily on the shoulder: "Jingya, your cooking is very good, and the guests are not dissatisfied. Thank you for today's business! I'll give you a raise later! I won't let you work in vain today!"
"Aunt Zhang, what are you talking about? My uncle is injured. I'll cook for him. It's just a matter of course. I don't need you to raise my salary!" Of course, Li Jingya knows that money is a good thing, but some money can't be taken. Even if you take it, you can't ask for it directly, can't you? If someone said they would take it, it would look so worthless. Even if people don't say anything to their face, they have to leave something behind.
"Jingya, I didn't expect you to cook so delicious. You'll cook lunch for us later!" Yang Lina's IQ is never on the same line with Li Jingya. Some people look at Li Jingya and say this. Song Lifeng looked at them laughing and nodded slightly. Just mentioned the salary, the girl is still calm. It seems that she is a very good child.
After a simple lunch at noon, I was busy until more than two o'clock. When they got home, Li Jingya and Yang Lina both felt a backache. Although they are very happy, they are still very happy.