Food starts with Mapo Tofu

Chapter 125 This is it?

Chen Nian directly navigated through the map, but after searching for a long time, he did not find Hongji Duck, but there are several Hongji ducks in Chengdu.

Duck duck, now Chen Nian wants to hammer the opponent's mouth into a duck.

Then I found that the nearest Hongji was about five kilometers away from my location.

Then I saw that I was still lying quietly in the taxi-hailing software with two coupons of 5.01 yuan minus 5 yuan.

After more than ten minutes, they got out of the car, and they saw a three-story hotel on the street with an antique appearance.

On the signboard at the gate on the first floor, the word "Hongji" is written profusely.

There is also a stamp in the lower right corner, but it is not clear what is written on it.

Although there were many cars parked in the parking lot at this door, Chen Nian saw that there didn't seem to be many people queuing there.

But think about it, there are three floors in total, and the scale is not small, and today is a working day
"Welcome." After the three of Chen Nian entered, a welcoming lady at the door said with a professional smile.

"There are three people in total, just the three of us."

Chen Nian rushed to answer without waiting for the other party to ask.

The welcoming lady who was robbed of her lines was obviously stunned for a moment, but then she bowed slightly and stretched out her hand: "The three of you are welcome."

After walking a few steps, the three of them were handed over to a woman who seemed to be a foreman wearing a suit jacket, a white shirt inside, a walkie-talkie hanging around her waist, and a headset on her ear.

"Hello, three, right? Follow me here."

Then the foreman led them up to the second floor.

"Good guy." Chen Nian couldn't help exclaiming after going upstairs, the place is full of people!
How much money do you have to make this day!

If I could get myself a restaurant of this size...

Chen Nian didn't even dare to think about it.

After all, there are only three of them in Honghong Hotel now, and based on the current passenger flow alone, it is almost running to the limit.

After being arranged by the foreman to sit down, Chen Nian looked at the table, it seemed to be shining a little under the light.

"Didn't wipe it clean?" Chen Nian thought.

Suddenly he felt something was wrong, could it be that he was tricked by that dog hook duck?
But Feng Honghong saw her son's concerns, and said with a smile: "It's not easy for these waiters, and it's impossible for such a big restaurant to wipe every table clean. Let's order first, after all, it's a time-honored brand. It must taste good."

Chen Nian nodded: "Okay."

After speaking, he took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code on the corner of the table.

Now such larger restaurants use QR codes to order food, which can also save some labor costs.

It's not that Chen Nian didn't think about doing this at the beginning, but first of all, it will cost money to build such a system.

But to be honest, money is a small problem for the current vintage, and this kind of mature system should not cost much, mainly because the Honghong Hotel is not that big.

And often the guests are all at the same table, and there may be four groups of people who come to eat alone and eat together.

If so, it would probably be even more chaotic.

After looking at the menu, Chen Nian decided to let my mother and He Hai order first.

Feng Honghong refused to give in, but He Hai was a little embarrassed.

But under Chen Nian's insistence, He Hai still ordered a fish-flavored shredded pork.

And Feng Honghong ordered a mapo tofu.

When it was Chen Nian's turn, Chen Nian looked at the menu and ordered a serving of Zhong Dumplings and a serving of boiled pork slices.

Four dishes plus three bowls of rice.

"What do you drink?"

"Let's have something sweet. After the blood draw, you have to supplement your blood sugar." Feng Honghong said.

"That Coke?"

"Coke can't do it, it's full of gas, and you'll be full after two sips."

"Then how about Wang Laoji?"

"That doesn't work either, I'm not used to the taste."

Chen Nian: "..."

"Weiyi?" Chen Nian asked again.

"Is there any kind of sweet and sour that can appetize?"

"Sour plum soup?"

"This is good, I want ice." Feng Honghong nodded.

Then Chen Nian added a sour plum soup to the menu and chose iced one.

After ordering and submitting payment, a waiter quickly came over.

He held a small clip in his hand with the receipts for the dishes they ordered, and then put aside an hourglass with blue yarn twisted inside.

"What is this for?" Feng Honghong asked.

"This is timed. If the sand in it leaks out and the dishes are not ready, they will send us an extra dish." This is what Chen Nian saw in the comment section of that little blue book article.

"Oh." Feng Honghong nodded without saying anything.

Although this Hongji restaurant is very large, the serving speed is quite fast.

That is to say, the sour plum soup came out about 2 minutes after ordering.

Chen Nian sighed when he saw that there was a third of ice cubes in the iced plum soup.

Do you have to add ice cubes to the iced sour plum soup?
And with so much added, there is no option for less ice on the menu.

But since it's served, let's drink it, He Hai quickly picked up the sour plum soup and poured a cup for everyone.

It's cold in the mouth, but for some reason, it always feels like a fragrance when it's aged.

But, if you taste it carefully, it seems that you can really taste some astringent feeling from it.

Look at this sour plum soup again.

After thinking about it in my heart, it is estimated that they not only added the ingredients that should be used to make sour plum soup, but also added the powder for making sour plum soup.

That's why it has the taste it has now.

But Chen Nian raised his head to see that there was nothing unusual on the faces of his mother and He Hai, instead he drank it all in one go.

It’s not that I’m picky about aging, it’s mainly because chefs are more sensitive to this difference in taste.

But it is okay, that is, the pot is not too much.

So Chen Nian turned on the phone and added a pot of sour plum soup.

It was almost 2 minutes later that the mapo tofu was served.

Chen Nian looked at the mapo tofu in a small casserole.

The color is good, and the tofu looks like it has been blanched, but looking at the shape, I always feel that the tofu seems to be overcooked at the end.

And the shape of the Gorgon inside seems to be not quite right, the green ones on top are garlic sprouts, and the Zanthoxylum bungeanum can also be seen that there are two layers that were placed once when making it, and put it again after finishing.

Probably the only thing that deserves credit is that the beef looks grainy and the right color.

Frowning, Chen Nian took a spoon in and took a spoonful.

Put it near your mouth and blow it, then put it in your mouth.

The spicy feeling hits instantly, but the tofu is indeed too soft, the kind that is difficult to shape, and although it has a spicy feeling, the oily feeling is also very obvious.

And the overall taste is a little bit old.

But if you have to say it.

That is, the taste is a bit like instant noodle seasoning.

Although Chen Nian also knew that this was definitely not made with instant noodle seasoning, but he always felt that there must be something wrong with the making of this mapo tofu.

(End of this chapter)