Food: How did I become a chef when I set up a stall?

Chapter 190 When did the top of the mountain become so lively? ! (page 12)

"Look over there, there's a little shop there!"

"A store is actually opened on the top of the mountain? Good guy, who is so awesome?"

"Let's go over and have a look!"

At this moment, the sun has risen, just over the mountain. The golden one looks very soft, and actually lights up the entire earth easily.

Jiang Feng's shop was also brightly lit by the sun.

It was about six forty at this moment.

The back mountain of Qingcheng Mountain is open to tourists at six o'clock in the morning, so we are the first group of tourists to come now.

There will be more and more people in a while.

Tourists must be hungry when they reach the top of the mountain.

Jiang Feng prepares fried dough sticks.

The dough has risen, its surface is covered with oil, and it is tightly wrapped in plastic wrap.

Jiang Feng sprinkled flour on the chopping board and spread it evenly with his hands.

Then, he tore off the plastic wrap, placed a tight ball of dough on the chopping board, slowly stretched it, and then rolled it flat with a rolling pin.

Then use a knife to cut each long strip vertically.

You also need to use chopsticks dipped in water to press them, stack the two noodles together, and then use chopsticks to press hard in the middle to turn the two noodles outwards.

Once the basic shape is done, fry it in the pan until the noodles become fluffy and fluffy, and you’ll have fried dough sticks.

The trick to fluffing lies in controlling the oil temperature.

It won't work well if the temperature is too high or too low.

This depends on the skill of the chef.

Jiang Feng was preparing to fry fried dough sticks when several hikers came over and came to the stall to watch.

"Zhoucao? Soy milk and fried dough sticks?"

The hiker was a little confused.

He rubbed his eyes to make sure he saw it correctly.

There is someone selling soy milk and fried dough sticks at the top of the mountain.

Away from the big spectrum!

"Boss, do they really sell fried dough sticks here?"

one guest asked.

"Yes, of course we sell them, freshly fried dough sticks."

“The signs are all up!”

Jiang Feng took his time and said, pointing to the signboard on the side.

The signboard reads:

6 pieces of soy milk for 1 bowl

5 pieces of fried dough sticks 1 piece

It is definitely more expensive than ordinary places.

But the price at the top of the mountain is already affordable.

"Six yuan for a bowl of soy milk? So expensive?"

The hiker looked at the sign and sighed.

He paused and then said:

"Boss, bring me 4 bowls of soy milk and 8 fried dough sticks."

Jiang Feng nodded, "Okay, 64 in total."

Jiang Feng controlled the oil temperature and fried the pressed dough in the oil pan.

Sun Zhuangfei took out four small bowls covered with disposable plastic bags and served four bowls of soy milk to the guests.

After all, this is the top of the mountain, and the garbage generated has to be taken down the mountain, so I put a plastic bag on the bowl to make it easier to dispose of.

The four hikers found a small table and sat around it.

Bowls of soy milk were served.

The four people's eyes were instantly attracted to the soy milk.

Soy milk has a dark color with a bit of a gray feel.

It looks extremely rich and silky.

Like the texture of milk.

There is no trace of impurities on the surface, it is very clean.

"If you like sugar, you can add more sugar."

Jiang Feng said to them.

Soy milk is sweeter and more delicious. There is a sugar bowl on the table. One of them scooped a spoonful of sugar and stirred it evenly.

During the stirring process, the aroma of soy milk comes to your face.

With a somewhat warm feeling, it enters the body through the nostrils and feels extremely comfortable.

A hiker takes a sip of soy milk.

The soy milk is extremely silky and rich in the mouth. It has a light fragrance and does not appear greasy at all.

It was a bit cold on the top of the mountain, and it was late autumn.

After taking a sip of the hot soy milk, the heat began to spread from the stomach, and the whole body became warm.

“It’s delicious!”

The climber exclaimed.

He carefully picked up the bowl, blew on it, and took another sip of soy milk.

The warm feeling once again spreads throughout the body.

At this time, some customers gathered around the stall.

It was a bit cold in the morning and he didn't have breakfast, so the business of Jiang Feng's stall was naturally not bad.

Someone recognized Jiang Feng at a glance.

"Oh my God, isn't he Boss Jiang? That popular stall owner!"

one hiker exclaimed.

"It's really him! I know him too! He's actually here!"

Another person said.

As soon as these people made a noise, many people walked past without realizing it.

Twenty or thirty people soon gathered in front of the stall.

The hikers who were drinking soy milk were a little surprised.

They turned their heads and looked at Jiang Feng, and then they suddenly realized.

"It turns out it's him. Let me go and tell you why the soy milk tastes so good!"

"I've long heard that everything he makes tastes delicious. He really deserves his reputation!"

"We actually encountered him!"

The four of them were very excited.

This is even more exciting than seeing the sunrise!

At this time, Sun Zhuangfei brought them the fried dough sticks.

The fried dough sticks have just come out of the pan and are still hot.

The fried dough sticks are big and fluffy, with a slightly crispy outer skin.

Many hikers looked at the fried dough sticks on their plates.

Seeing such a big fried dough stick, they were instantly greedy.

So, everyone came to Jiang Feng's stall one after another.

"Boss, bring me two fried dough sticks and a bowl of soy milk."

"Boss, I want four fried dough sticks and a bowl of soy milk!"

"I'll have two fried dough sticks!"

Business suddenly picked up.

"Don't worry. Come one by one. They are all freshly fried. It may be slow."

"Everyone line up, wait a moment!"

Jiang Feng said to the guests.

The guests immediately lined up.

Jiang Feng put the dough into the oil pan. As soon as the dough went in, countless small bubbles appeared around it.

The temperature of the oil causes the dough to start to expand, and it will float up after a while.

Jiangfeng's heat control is excellent, ensuring that the oil temperature is normal.

If the oil temperature is too high, the fried dough sticks will not be crispy at all; if the oil temperature is too low, the fried dough sticks will be extremely hard.

If you want the skin to be crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, you have to control the oil temperature.

Soon, plates of fried dough sticks were fried.

Jiang Feng was responsible for frying fried dough sticks, while Sun Zhuangfei was responsible for serving soy milk to the guests.

Soy milk and fried dough sticks are the perfect breakfast pairing.

Some customers like to soak the fried dough sticks in soy milk so that the inside of the fried dough sticks is filled with soy milk.

When you eat it like this, the fried dough sticks are soft and the soy milk comes out when you chew them, which makes it feel even better.

"Boss, how did you make this soy milk? Why is it so fragrant!"

“It’s better than what I made myself according to the soy milk recipe for the state banquet!”

A customer couldn't wait to ask, his face full of relief after drinking soy milk.

Jiang Feng looked at him and responded: