Survival rules for restaurants: cooking and eating melons at the same time

Chapter 119 Dumpling Feast and Digestive Hawthorn Apple Soup

"Okay, everyone, clean up and get ready to eat." An Qiao picked up the last sweet potato ball and arranged it for everyone.

Everyone was already overwhelmed by the smell of these fried foods, and they were all excited, "Great, great, we have food to eat."

Those who take the food take the food, those who take the bowls and chopsticks take the bowls and chopsticks, those who prepare the base ingredients prepare the base ingredients...

It looks like a well-organized, efficient and quick picture.

"My dear, should we eat these fried foods before or after meals? Can they still go well with rice?" Dongzhi was tired after a morning of eating, and his eyes lit up when he looked at these fried foods.

I didn’t have enough to eat before, and I thought rice was the most delicious.

Now that I’m full, I want to eat in different ways.

"These can be eaten before or after meals, and can also be cooked in a pot." An Qiao hadn't eaten fennel dough sticks for a long time since she traveled through time. Now, looking at the dough sticks, she couldn't wait to pick up one and put it in her mouth.

It had been cold for a while at this time, and the temperature was just right. An Qiao took a bite and it was crispy. While the oil stained her mouth, she could taste the flavor of fennel.

The strong fennel flavor and the plain taste of fried dough sticks, which only have the aroma of oil, combine to create a perfect taste.

Seeing the young lady start eating, everyone sat down and started eating.

The sound of "crunching" continued to be heard, and people who were originally indifferent to fennel began to appreciate the benefits of fennel.

"The fennel flavor tastes so good when added to fried dough sticks." Qiufen exclaimed.

You know, fennel is almost considered a weed in the countryside, and many people think it tastes weird. In the land of the Dayan Dynasty, it is the same as strange-tasting beans.

Because it has not undergone any cultivation, this variety of fennel does have a stronger taste. If you eat it directly, there is not much difference from eating herbs.

"It would also be delicious if put in dumplings. Let's make dumplings tonight." An Qiao was not from the north in her previous life, but she was also very interested in eating and making dumplings.

At that time, she thought that this was a kind of atmosphere, and dumplings were also delicious food. She could wrap the whole world in them, so why not do it.

But many people present were from the north. When they heard about making dumplings, they all looked happy. In the past, they could only eat them during Chinese New Year. Then they started arguing about which filling was the most delicious.

Some say cabbage, some say leek, and some say green onion.

An Qiao frowned as she listened, "Don't you eat shepherd's purse? Don't you eat mushrooms? Don't you eat celery? Don't you eat corn? What about fennel???"

If you ask An Qiao about her favorite dumplings, she probably wouldn’t be able to come up with one.

But the things she dislikes the most are probably green onions and leeks. The reason is simple: An Qiao always feels that these dumplings have a strong smell and makes her feel uncomfortable after eating them.

However, even in the previous life, many of Anqiao’s friends commented, "Anqiao is tasteless."

An Qiao also accepted her fate obediently. It seems that everyone really has their own ideas.

"Young lady, I have never heard of many of the things you mentioned, let alone eating them." Lidong looked at An Qiao seriously. She had been exposed to stoves since she was a child, but these things were things that ordinary people would not afford. It would be a pity to use such good things to make dumplings.

Corn is even a grain. If it is used to make dumplings, isn’t it just grain wrapped in grain?

"Then let's all make them, but we have to roll out our own dough. Let's see who makes the worst one." After An Qiao finished speaking, Qiufen stuck out his tongue embarrassedly.

"If you make your own, I won't have anything to eat tonight." Qiufen looked at Anqiao, then at her good sisters.

Everyone tacitly avoided looking at her and wanted to tease her.

"Wow, you guys are so cruel. Then you have to eat the Lululu that I made too!" Qiufen smiled at everyone.

It was a lively meal. We had all only seen hotpot but had never had the chance to eat it, and had never experienced it together in such a lively manner. We were all very happy.

Tripe, duck blood, vermicelli, tofu, bamboo fungus, bamboo shoots...

After finishing her meal, An Qiao returned to her own small courtyard.

At this time, the room on the left has become a small warehouse. Canned food, sauces, and base ingredients are sorted and placed on the shelves prepared by Anqiao.

One inner room was given to Qi Tao, one was given to himself, and Koi lived on the other side of the yard.

In the afternoon, everyone started busying themselves making dumplings, just like the Chinese New Year.

The dumpling skins were rushed out one by one. An Qiao directed Lidong and Lixia to mix the stuffing. An Qiao was making the dumpling skins, and soon the "Zisun饽饽" were made one by one.

Although I joked in the morning that they could do their own thing, I didn't really let them do it themselves.

If you really make it yourself, it won’t be just dumplings, you won’t even know what you are making.

Basically all dumpling fillings are chopped, mixed together and seasoned.

Several girls were chopping vegetables and placing them in different bowls according to categories.

Several boys were cutting, chopping and kneading the dough.

Each person does a little, so it's not difficult. Everyone helps to chop the stuffing, and it becomes much faster to wrap it.

"How about shepherd's purse? It's really delicious, right?" An Qiao said.

"Delicious, delicious, all delicious." Although they are all dumplings, the ingredients prepared by An Qiao are much more delicious.

"What's wrong with the girl's hands? Why do everything she cooks taste good!" The dumplings were placed on a large plate, and there was a mountain of dumplings in front of almost everyone, but everyone was still happily changing seats.

Everyone was very satisfied with the meal.

Just as she was falling asleep in the middle of the night, she heard a commotion in the yard. An Qiao gradually lost her sleepiness and walked out with the two mastiffs.

"What are you doing in the middle of the night?" An Qiao asked in confusion.

Because the dormitory building is independent and there is no toilet for each room, there was a long queue for the toilet downstairs.

That's not right. If there's something wrong with the dumplings, then there should be something wrong with everyone. An Qiao didn't feel unwell. She looked around and saw that there were only four or five people in the queue.

"My dear, we have eaten too much and have indigestion..." Qiufen has lost a lot of energy.

An Qiao was speechless, "Do you need to call a doctor?"

"That's not necessary. I just feel so uncomfortable. I'm so bloated and need to poop." Qiufen went into the toilet, holding his stomach.

An Qiao thought about it and decided to make some hawthorns and apple soup for them since there were still some hawthorns left over from canning in the kitchen.

I can’t say how useful it is, but at least it can help digestion.

This is easy to make. Put apples and hawthorns in a bowl and wash them clean with salt.

After that, remove the stems and cores of the hawthorn, cut the apples into small pieces, put them all into the pot, add water and boil for a quarter of an hour, then add rock sugar and cook for half a quarter of an hour.

An Qiao asked a few people who didn't have diarrhea to carry the food downstairs to the dormitory building and share it with everyone.

There was nothing to eat before, but now there is food and I can’t help but keep eating it.

I don't know which situation is better.