Siheyuan: A Cook in the 60s

Night falls.

Everyone who should be sleeping has already slept.

The happy time for the three people of Cao Wei has just begun.

In winter, they rarely look at the stars and the moon in the yard.

Following Lou Xiao'e's suggestion, they slightly modified the place where Xu Damao had lived before and renovated it into a room with a night view. In the winter, when they had nothing to do at night, a few people would gather on the second floor to talk and chat.

The three of them lay on the lounge chairs, facing the starry sky.

Quiet and comfortable.

Qin Jingru picked up a melon seed, cracked it, and put it into her mouth. Then she picked up another one, cracked it, and put it into Cao Wei's mouth.

The little mouth moves very quickly.

"How does it feel in the south?" Qin Huairu was a little curious. She had never been out there before.

"Not very good." Qin Jingru curled her lips. "Everywhere is being developed, the smoke and dust are flying high. But our farm is doing pretty well. You know what, the accommodation conditions on the farm are really good."

"It's not good, where can we keep people?" Cao Wei replied, and suddenly felt a little thirsty: "Hey, do you have any beer at home? I want to drink some."

"I want one too. I want one too!" Qin Jingru raised her hand.

Qin Huairu rolled her eyes, stood up, and walked downstairs in a cat-like manner.

I actually have beer at home.

After a while, she brought a box of beer and two plates of snacks, put them on the table, and poured a glass for Qin Jingru and Cao Wei respectively.

"Would you like some?"

"I'll drink you."

"Then I want to drink Wei Ge'er's too."

"I think your skin is itchy!"

The moon, beer, and snacks, these three things combined together always bring peace of mind.

The side dishes are simple, just braised food.

Talking about the stewed food series.

In China, almost every region has its own characteristics. The biggest feature of braised food is that it can be used to braise everything, including meat, vegetables, and anything else. Most braised food is salty and fragrant, perfect for drinking.

"Hey, Brother Wei, what do you think about us opening a braised food stall?" Qin Jingru took a sip of the perfectly braised pig's ear and came up with an idea.

"You just do whatever you want." Qin Huairu glared at Qin Jingru.

"Qin Huairu! Please face up to your identity. I! Qin Jingru, am the queen!"

Qin Huairu:......

"Tsk." Cao Wei made a light "tsk" sound. At this moment, Qin Jingru's expression changed the moment he saw Qin Huairu stand up.

"Sister, hehe."

Qin Huairu:......

"It should be said that Jingru's idea is reliable." Cao Wei sighed: "Compared with other things, braised food is much more reliable. I don't know if you have noticed what the best-performing restaurants in our city are like?"

"What kind? Samadhi Tower?"

"To be honest, the Samadhi Dining Hall is better."

"Right. Actually, in my opinion, if the food is not sold at a very high price and is more affordable, there are many things to learn in the Samadhi Canteen. Speaking of which, this job is not difficult. Jingru, how are the two brothers-in-law now? If they are willing, they can come up and try."

Jingru's two older brothers.

Qin Jianjun and Qin Jianguo are names that are quite characteristic of the times. They are in their forties, which is considered to be in their prime. In the past few years, they had a hard life. Since Professor Bai opened a farm in Qinjia Village, their lives have been getting better and better. They even live in a brick house.

Cao Wei did not ask Qin Huairu. Qin Huairu had not been home for a long time. It was said that she had a quarrel with her family when she was managing the farm in the countryside. Cao Wei consoled her for a long time.

"real or fake?"

Qin Jingru also wanted to help her family.

In fact, when the Samadhi Restaurant opened, Qin Jingru wanted to ask her brother to come over to help, but her brother said he couldn't help and refused to come up no matter what. In their opinion, to work in the Samadhi Restaurant, one must either be a cook, a waiter or a dishwasher. They can't be a cook, nor can they be the other two.

Moreover, she was not willing to work at the Samadhi Restaurant. After all, she did not want to trouble Cao Wei. After all, Cao Wei had been good enough to Qin Jingru.

"Of course it's true. I thought about this a long time ago, but the logistics were not up to par at the time. In fact, if you are interested, you can probably understand the next step of the arrangement by looking at the Samadhi Canteen."

The catering industry is also gradually evolving.

The main reason why dumpling restaurants are doing so well is because they are fast.

Before the guests arrive, they are wrapped first, and when the guests arrive, they are directly put into the pot to cook. They don't have to wait too long, and it can be served in about seven minutes. From this point, we can see that catering is gradually moving towards pre-production. Braised food is considered pre-production. For example, in the big restaurants of later generations, if you order boiled cabbage, it will be served directly in just 20 to 30 minutes.

It can also be prepared in advance and served directly on the table.

Speed ​​is the eternal theme of the catering industry and the secret to making money.

As for banquets and the like, that is another topic.

Cao Wei was very clear about the future development. In fact, to put it bluntly, any industry will develop towards refinement as time goes by and technology advances. In the restaurants of this era, you can see a restaurant that serves all kinds of dishes, such as Shandong cuisine, Sichuan cuisine, Cantonese cuisine, etc. Anything that the chef knows will be put on the wall. In later times, are there such restaurants? Yes, but not many, and most of them are of one type.

On the street, if you sell fried food, you sell fried food, and if you sell braised food, you sell braised food. The divisions are very detailed in this direction.

And Cao Wei had separated this direction in advance, which, to some extent, could be considered a dimensionality reduction attack.

"What are we waiting for? Let's go and notify them!" Qin Jingru turned over.

Qin Huairu pushed her back again: "Behave yourself! What time is it? Why are you still notifying me?"

"It's also roaring."

"You're old, could you please stop making so much noise?" Qin Huairu taught Qin Xiaozhu a lesson.

"Humph, I'm not old." Qin Jingru pinched her cheeks and pulled them: "I'm so tender that I can squeeze water out of it. I'm not like you, huh, an old woman."

"Hiss..." Cao Wei took a breath.

Qin Jingru is particularly brave today.

Sure enough, the face that was so tender that water could be squeezed out of it was pinched.

"I'll squeeze the water out of you!"

"I'll make you an old woman!"

"Today I want to see if I can really squeeze out water!"

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!" Qin Jingru tried frantically to block with her hands, but it was of no use. Qin Huairu knew too well how to deal with her.