As Lao Wang's meatball approached, the ground seemed to be shaking. Obviously, it didn't just look heavy, it also felt heavy. The meatball wasn't fake.
"Who is this?" Xiao Li noticed Yuan Zhou at the side at that time.
"Yuan, he's here to help. Xiao Li has something to deal with at home recently, so he needs to come in a few days. Coincidentally, Yuan is here to help today," Auntie Wu said with a smile.
"Give the vegetables to me. I can help you wash them first." Yuan Zhou had worked as an assistant chef in a restaurant before, so he naturally knew what he should do, especially in a small restaurant like this.
"Good boy, you're quite diligent. Not bad, not bad." Lao Wang passed by Yuan Zhou and patted Yuan Zhou's shoulder with his fan-like palm.
"Lao Wang, be gentle. With your strength, Yuan might not be able to bear it." Auntie Wu knew that Lao Wang liked Yuan Zhou's performance.
She was still worried that Yuan Zhou might not be able to bear Lao Wang's great strength. To be honest, if it wasn't for Lao Wang's strength, he wouldn't have been able to manage the kitchen alone for so many years. Auntie Wu really didn't know how to cook and could only be an assistant.
"Hahaha, not at all. Yuan, you're quite strong. Not bad." Lao Wang felt even happier when he felt that Yuan Zhou didn't move at all.
He liked young men who were strong and healthy. After all, those who came here every day were either sick or full of worry. It would be a miracle if there weren't a few who were slightly relaxed. Naturally, he liked to be surrounded by some positive people. Otherwise, it wouldn't be good to be surrounded by negative emotions.
Lao Wang didn't read many books, so he didn't know about negative emotions. He only knew that he liked to see everyone healthy and strong, which made him feel comfortable all over.
"I'm young, so it's normal for me to be strong," Yuan Zhou said.
Although Lao Wang's strength was great, which was definitely the result of his daily cooking, Yuan Zhou wasn't weak either. He had tossed the ladle, jogged, and exercised. Naturally, his strength wasn't weak either.
"Hahaha, not bad." Lao Wang was very happy. His white and fat face was full of smiles.
He didn't stop and went straight to the kitchen. When Auntie Wu saw how happy Lao Wang was, she spat twice. Of course, her face was full of smiles.
"Thank you." Xiao Li handed the bags she was carrying to Yuan Zhou.
"You're welcome," Yuan Zhou replied.
Then, he took the bag in his hand to the sink, picked up the new apron that Auntie Wu gave him, and put it on. Then, he took out a disposable mask from his trouser pocket, put it on, and began to wash.
The woman called Xiao Li provided half a black-boned chicken and a green vegetable. Apart from these, there was nothing else.
Huala, Huala!
After Yuan Zhou cleaned the chicken and the vegetables neatly, he took them to the chopping board at the side and started to chop them up.
Tut, tut, tut!
The chopping board and the kitchen knife made a sound when they came in contact with each other. In just a few moves, the chicken was cut into small pieces. Almost every piece was the same size.
On the other side, Lao Wang had also finished preparing the stew. When he came over and saw the chicken with the same size, he said happily, "Wow, your knife skills are so good. I can't even cut such a small piece. It's much better than Xiao Li. Yuan, you're really good."
When he heard Auntie Wu call him Yuan, he followed suit. He felt it was very intimate.
"I often practice." Yuan Zhou cut the vegetables in a very simple manner. He didn't use the Three Beasts Teleportation Device.
"Practice makes perfect. In the past, my cooking didn't taste good at all. But now, after more than ten years of cooking, the taste is not bad. It's all the same. Keep up the good work, young man." After saying that, Lao Wang took the chicken that Yuan Zhou put into a bowl and blanched it.
Only then did Yuan Zhou realize that Lao Wang was using the condiments from the kitchen, including ginger, garlic, medlar, and red dates. It turned out that the kitchen also provided condiments to the customers.
No wonder the restaurant can't continue operating without government support. It's indeed very cheap. Even the government support can't cover everything. Maybe I can do something else. Yuan Zhou thought silently.
Just as Lao Wang started to stew the soup, a few more people came into the shop. Two of them looked dispirited and sickly. It was obvious that they were ill, while the other three looked a little haggard.
Obviously, they were regular customers. They greeted Auntie Wu as soon as they came in. Three of them went to the kitchen and started to work on the stove on the other side. Obviously, they planned to cook for themselves. The other two walked over and handed a bag to Yuan Zhou.
Yuan Zhou opened the bag and saw that it was just some tofu and bean sprouts. Obviously, they were all vegetables. Without thinking about anything else, Yuan Zhou started to wash the vegetables and asked Lao Wang what dish he planned to cook so that he could change the knife.
After Lao Wang answered, he started to cook.
They were all dishes with a light taste. Pan Fried Tofu and Stir-fried Silver Teeth were very easy to prepare. Especially the bean sprouts. After Yuan Zhou quickly cut off the head and tail, they became silvery white. They looked much more beautiful.
"Yuan, get two bowls of rice. One bowl is medium and the other bowl is soft." Auntie Wu called out to Yuan Zhou from outside. More people came in and Auntie Wu went to help those who cooked for themselves. She didn't come empty-handed.
"Okay." Yuan Zhou answered and went to the other side where the tableware should be. There were three huge rice cookers there.
When Auntie Wu introduced the restaurant to them, she had said that they didn't provide rice in the past because they couldn't afford it. When people brought rice to them, they would ask them to cook for them. It was only after the government gave them support that they started to provide rice. They charged 50 cents for cooking and vegetarian rice, and the meat dishes were free.
Yuan Zhou felt that it was a good idea. After all, people couldn't make rice out of iron. They had to make rice no matter what.
There were three rice cookers. One was used to cook porridge, while the other two were used to cook rice. The degree of softness was different.
When Yuan Zhou carried the rice out, he found that it was the rice ordered by the two sick-looking men.
As he walked closer, he heard the older one say to the younger one, "Is your chemotherapy scheduled in the morning? You look like you've already done it. "
"I have something to do in the morning. Yours is still in the afternoon. We can't go together this time, but we should be able to go together tomorrow," the younger one said.
"Your rice." Yuan Zhou carried the rice to them and said.
"Thank you." They thanked him politely.
Then, he picked up the bowl of rice and started eating slowly. It was merely two vegetable dishes. Lao Wang's cooking speed was extremely fast and had long been done. Especially since Yuan Zhou was very fast in processing the ingredients, Lao Wang's cooking speed was imperceptibly increased.
"Huh? Why do I feel that today's tofu tastes better than yesterday's? It tastes more delicious. "The older one ate several pieces of tofu in a row.
"Maybe Uncle Wang's cooking skills have improved. Today's bean sprouts don't have the smell of bean sprouts. It's quite good." The younger one felt that the bean sprouts were bitter and tasteless. However, the bland bean sprouts tasted quite good. At least he could eat them in his stomach.
"That's possible." The older one nodded in agreement.
Then, the two began to eat attentively. They ate slowly, as if they were counting the grains one by one. However, they ate them all, which was very rare.
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