The small shop is located in a small alley in the urban area of City A. It is not very eye-catching, and there are few colleagues in the catering industry nearby.

It is said that this area used to be a food street well-known by local people, but it is different today. With the rise of various trendy online celebrity shops, the number of customers here has gradually decreased, and its reputation has gradually declined.

However, the rent here is within the range that Jiang Ci can afford, and at least the basic passenger flow is still there.

Three kilometers to the left of the snack street is a university campus, and two kilometers to the right is an entrepreneurial park full of white-collar workers. There are two old-fashioned communities behind it, and the potential group of diners is huge.

After comprehensive consideration, Jiang Ci made a decision.

The previous owner of the shop was cooking simple meals, and the decoration was simple and clean. Jiang Ci didn't make any major changes, only the tables and chairs were changed, and some things were added.

Jiang Ci walked into the brand-new store, got into the back kitchen and started to get busy.

At the beginning of the opening, she did not help the kitchen for the time being, and only hired an aunt to be in charge of cashier and cleaning.

My aunt’s name is Liang Hui. She used to work in a toy factory in the same city. The business in the factory was not doing well recently.

The hiring process was also very simple. At that time, Jiang Ci mentioned her salary and requirements, and planned to wait for the other party to discuss her salary with her. However, she took Aunt Liang to the back kitchen and tried the dishes, and she decided blankly.left behind.

Aunt Liang is diligent, but she has no cooking experience, so she can't help much with the work of the kitchen.

In order to ensure the speed of serving, Jiang Ci plans to launch the first dish is Xiaolongbao.

Xiaolongbao can be prepared in advance, steamed in a cage after the time is up, and can be kept warm in a cage drawer after cooking, so there is a relatively large margin in time.

The first step is to meet.

The noodles used in Xiaolongbao are dead noodles, which are firmer and more extensible than the hot noodles usually used to make soft and big buns.

The well-made noodle skin is thin and transparent, but it can firmly cover the meat and soup inside, and lock all the delicious food inside without leaking out.

In this step, the method of making faces is very important.Jiang Ci poured cold water into the flour, and kept adding water, kneading, and beating the dough until the gluten fully absorbed the water, and the whole dough was kneaded smooth and firm, and could be easily pulled out into a long strip before it was considered complete.

Next is stuffing.

It's autumn, and Jiang Ci plans to make two kinds of seasonal fillings, one is fresh meat with crab powder, and the other is fresh meat with shepherd's purse.

The fresh meat is made of fresh pork hind legs, chopped into minced meat, mixed with crab powder and diced shepherd's purse, and then mixed with the skin jelly prepared in advance.

The skin jelly is translucent and smooth, and it is boiled one day in advance.Fresh pigskin is boiled with shallots and garlic to remove the fishy smell, and the fat is scraped off, then slowly stewed in the exclusive broth, and cooled to form a skin jelly.

It can be said that the finishing touch to distinguish her steamed buns from other shops is in the slowly boiled broth.

The girl's slender and fair fingers pinched the transparently rolled dough and stuffed it with the stuffing.Those fingers danced nimbly at a dizzying speed, and within a pinch and a turn, a pleat was beautifully wrapped, and a few seconds later, the beautiful 18-pleat small cage was placed on the side drawer.

After the buns are wrapped, they are steamed in a stacked drawer cage until the skin jelly melts, and the broth melts into every crevice of the filling, moistening the thin skin translucently...

...

At five o'clock in the afternoon, in a certain community in City A, an old man walked out with his hands behind his back and a wrinkled face.

When passing by the security booth, the security guy joked, "Uncle Zhang, are you unhappy? You can hang oil bottles on your mouth!"

Uncle Zhang said angrily: "Go, go, there is no way to stand!"

The security guy had a hippie smile on his face: "Go out at this point, why don't you go home for dinner?"

Uncle Zhang was taken aback by what he said, hesitated for a while, and said cruelly: "Don't eat!" Then, he walked out of the community with a wave of his hand.

But... If you don't go home, what can you eat?

Obviously, he likes all the dishes at home, and he also made meals.

In the autumn wind, Uncle Zhang's figure was a little gloomy.

He was unlucky to get home that day.During the day, his old lady participated in the street art performance that had been prepared for a long time. As a backup dancer, he rehearsed conscientiously for several months, and his performance was considered stable, just to let the old lady show off.

But just today, he fell down on stage!

An old face is lost!

The embarrassment doesn't count, and the old woman will scold you when you go home. The two of you will come and go, and the anger will escalate.

Uncle Zhang walked slowly, and unknowingly came to Anxu Road behind the community.It used to be a food street in the early years, and he often came here for tooth-making festivals, but after the time-honored shops moved away, and there were more and more delicious shops in the market, he seldom came here.

You can have dinner here.

Uncle Zhang raised his head and glanced around, but every time his eyes slid over a signboard, his appetite decreased a little.

This salt is too light, don't want to eat it.

This meat is too woody, and don't want to eat it.

Suddenly, Uncle Zhang's eyes stopped, and he saw a strange shop.

There happened to be a maple tree in front of the store, and the thick maple leaves were like a red cloud hanging in the air, warm and bright.On the top of the shop is an antique wooden signboard with the inscription "Feng Qianguan".

Feng Qianguan?This is... the name of the restaurant?

It's quite artistic, but it's a bit incomprehensible, and it's not easy to attract customers at first glance.

Uncle Zhang was judging in his heart, but still a little curious, he walked in.

This is a very quiet shop, empty inside, without a single customer.But Uncle Zhang is not unusual - there is not a lively area nearby, young people have not left work at this time, and the entire Anxu Road is quite empty.

Standing behind the wooden counter was a beautiful girl who was busy working. It was Jiang Ci who was studying the cash register with Aunt Liang.

Uncle Zhang said: "Girl, new store? What do you sell here?"

"Well, today we sell steamed buns filled with soup, and we will sell other things in the future." Jiang Ci greeted with a smile, and pointed to the wall on the other side, "There is a menu over there, take a look."

Uncle Zhang turned his head to look, and saw a rectangular wooden plaque nailed to the wall with the words "Today's Menu".

[Small steamed buns filled with crab powder and fresh meat: 80 yuan]

[Shepherd's purse meat soup Xiaolongbao: 40 yuan]

When Uncle Zhang saw it, he was taken aback.so expensive?!

"Boss, why are you paying this price? The steamed buns at the breakfast shop outside are only fifteen yuan a basket!"

Even if the steamed dumplings with crab noodles are expensive, can barely understand why the fresh meat with shepherd's purse is so expensive?

In fact, have to say that there are many people who make steamed buns more expensive than this shop, but her shop is located on Anxu Road, and there are many fly restaurants nearby, and the average price is not high.

"The price is different, and the materials and methods must be different." Jiang Ci smiled. This price was considered by her comprehensive raw materials and costs.

She said: "You can try it, it's open today, if it doesn't taste good, I'll blame it."

Uncle Zhang was stunned for a moment, and his instinct for face came up: he has lost enough face today, and he is not the kind of person who has no money to eat the little girl's overlord meal!

Uncle Zhang retorted: "I can't afford the money."

Jiang Ci: "I didn't say you couldn't afford it."

Uncle Zhang: "I'll just eat what I want, and give me a basket of eighty!"

"..." Jiang Ci was stunned for a moment, why did she suddenly feel like confronting someone (she didn't think so), but she still smiled, "Wait a minute."

Jiang Ci asked Aunt Liang to collect the meal fee. Seeing that she had already started, she went back to the back kitchen with confidence.

After Uncle Zhang paid the money and sat down on the table, he began to panic.

God!He spent eighty yuan eating a basket of steamed stuffed buns, and he carried the old woman behind his back. Would he be killed if he found out later?

Originally, he was reasonable about what happened today, but the feeling of eating alone behind others' backs made him... I don't know how to say it, but I'm very cowardly anyway.

Forget it, don't think about it, just treat it as tasting a new store.If you are not happy after spending money, then the money will be wasted!

Uncle Zhang comforted himself. In just a few tens of seconds, the two villains in his heart fought back and forth several times.

"Your steamed dumplings with crab powder and fresh meat." Jiang Ci put a drawer of green bamboo steamer in front of Uncle Zhang.

"Quite fast!" Uncle Zhang was surprised.

"Be careful it's hot." Jiang Ci lifted the lid of the steamer, and the white steam suppressed inside came out like a spray.

"...!"

Uncle Zhang's eyes suddenly widened.

After the bamboo cage was opened, six delicate steamed buns were placed in the steamer in the shape of a plum blossom. The skin was so thin that the fillings inside could be seen.

Eighteen pleats unfold like petals, and the center of the pleats is dotted with orange-red crab roe.

nice.

It smells so good.

Uncle Zhang felt a strong smell of crab powder entering his nose along with the hot water vapor, so fresh that his Adam's apple involuntarily slipped.

Seeing the guest's expression, Jiang Ci slightly curved his lips, and pushed the vinegar plate in front of the old man: "This is the dipping material."

Uncle Zhang gave a absent-minded "Hmm", and he couldn't wait to grab the bamboo chopsticks with his right hand, and then carefully picked up a soup-filled steamed bun.