There were only three people in the kitchen.
Strictly speaking, it was two and a half. When Ye Qing made a pre-set gesture in front of the holographic glasses, the eyes of the girl standing behind him lit up under the sunglasses.
It took off the camouflage on its body. It was a beautiful robot.
The elven maid!
"Boss, are … are you sure it can cook?" Assistant Yun Shi, who had seen the elven maid in the car in advance, still felt that her boss was joking.
The boss said that he would personally cook and treat several managers in the company to a meal.
In fact, he just wanted to find a private restaurant with sufficient ingredients and let the elven maid robot cook.
Several managers and Auntie Zhou of the private restaurant were just tasters for the robot.
"Of course I'm … not sure."
Ye Qing took the camouflage clothes handed over by the elven maid and said with a smile: "The recipes of the elven maid are all standardized cooking techniques provided by the nationally famous cooking package companies such as [Gan Gang Xiang], [Wu's], and [Xin Meixiang]."
"These cooking companies all have large central kitchens. We made some adjustments according to their cooking techniques."
"In theory, it can cook."
"In fact, I can't guarantee it."
"You have to know that central kitchens are central kitchens, and home kitchens are home kitchens. Even chefs are not the same species."
Yun Shi didn't say anything after that and simply waited at the side as a delivery person.
Central kitchens were a relatively popular food and beverage product in recent years.
In order to unify the taste of the dishes in each branch, and at the same time, to reduce the cost of purchasing ingredients and the cost of the kitchen of each branch, large chain restaurants would choose to build a central kitchen in an area where there were more branches under them.
Central kitchens were all standardized and unified dishes.
They centralized the purchase of ingredients, and the cooking standards included a fixed weight of ingredients, a fixed type of seasoning, a fixed heat, and a fixed serving time. There was a standard process for everything.
Central kitchens finished processing the dishes and then distributed them to each branch for sale.
There were both good and bad things in this way. The good thing was that the cost was greatly reduced, and the safety of the dishes was guaranteed. In addition, the serving time of the branch became very fast.
For example, Real Kung Fu, Mr. Li, and King Yonghe in the train station could easily serve hundreds of customers in half an hour.
The disadvantages were mainly in terms of taste.
What kind of dishes were soulless? They were all the same? Vegetables tasted like canned food.
This was a problem that the central kitchen could not solve. After the central kitchen served the dishes, they had to separate the dishes into the meal bags and then cold chain transport them to the branches.
When the customers of the branch needed it, they would heat it up.
This process could take as long as half a month to a month. Of course, the taste was similar to canned food.
This included many fast food takeaways.
Fortunately, the elven maid didn't know how to make canned food. Although it used the cooking techniques of a well-known cooking bag brand, the dishes it served were all freshly fried and eaten. It was very fresh.
However, when it came to the taste of cooking, even a supercomputer wasn't easy to simulate.
Whether it was a fragrant dish or a dark cuisine, he could only find out by tasting it himself after it was done.
…
At 5: 50, the elven maid put on her special apron.
Ye Qing, on the other hand, opened the rows of refrigerators filled with ingredients and selected the ingredients according to the elven maid's proficiency.
Curry chicken.
Tomato eggs.
Beef in golden soup.
Braised sirloin.
Shredded pork with garlic sauce.
Mapo Tofu.
Assorted mushrooms.
Shredded pork with green pepper.
Pork with preserved vegetables …
Although it was said to be the elven maid's specialty dish, it was actually the specialty dish of the cooking bag and also the specialty dish of fast food takeaways.
At the same time, it was also a very common home-cooked dish. The ingredients could be easily purchased in markets and supermarkets.
If the user bought the elven maid home, there was no need to worry that it would waste money on the dishes at all, because it didn't know how to make expensive things for the time being.
After Ye Qing confirmed the name of the dish, the elven maid standing next to him began her first experience as a chef.
"Master, I'm about to cook curry chicken for you. Please wait a moment!"
After the elven maid bowed slightly, her electronic vision swept over the rows of ingredients in the refrigerator.
A hen that had been processed but was very fresh was taken out of the refrigerator by the elven maid.
Then, there were two fresh red peppers.
A carrot and a handful of green onions.
？？？
Where was the curry?
The elven maid walked around the kitchen twice but couldn't find the box that contained the curry. She could only walk lightly to Ye Qing and say with a pleasant electronic voice, "Master, I can't find the curry. Did you forget to buy it? Do you want me to order it online for you?"
"That doesn't make sense. How can there be no curry in private restaurants?" Ye Qing searched in the condiments section and found the curry easily.
The curry was in a clay jar without any labels. The orange color and the faint smell of spices made it obvious that it was a high-end product that wasn't sold on the market shelves.
It seemed that it was so high-end that it didn't have a label. Even the robot couldn't recognize it.
Ye Qing added the operation interface and labeled the clay jar as curry.
Then, the elven maid began to cut the vegetables.
She opened the kitchen knife box that was custom-made for her, took out a special knife for cutting meat, and gently placed it on the hen's breast.
Then, she pressed down, and with a force that ordinary people couldn't do, she easily cut the chicken rack in half.
The advantage of this "one-inch force" was that there wasn't the sound of chopping like ordinary chefs. After all, the elven maid's bionic muscles were strong enough to perform this kind of "silent" trick.
"Duh, duh, duh, duh."
In less than a minute, the elven maid easily cut the processed hen into evenly sized diced chicken. Then, she put them into a big bowl, added salt, cornflour, and mixed them with the egg white.
The elven maid's movements didn't seem fast, and her speed was no different from that of a restaurant chef.
However, the elven maid didn't do anything unnecessary. From cutting the chicken to mixing the diced chicken, all the movements were done in the shortest distance, which saved a lot of time.
She cut the red peppers, diced the carrots, and chopped the green onions.
She took the pot, heated it, and poured the oil.
All these movements were practiced and agile, as if the elven maid had repeated the curry chicken dish tens of thousands of times.
She poured cold oil into the hot pot and waited for the oil temperature to rise to 135 ° C.
The mixed diced chicken was poured into the pot.
The oil temperature of 135 ° C was the best oil temperature for stir-frying chicken that these catering companies had explored for many years. At the same time, the stir-frying time, stir-frying heat, these catering companies also had strict technical requirements.
Before the diced chicken was fully cooked, the elven maid put in red pepper. After stir-frying it a few times, she put in a little ginger and blended curry paste …
The last spoonful of rice wine, a little fine salt, and cornflour paste …
When three minutes of stir-frying time passed, the elven maid sprinkled the last onion and put the pot on the plate.
A dish of curried chicken with a pretty good appearance was completed.
Ye Qing hasn't had time to start yet, "Yun Shi squeezed to the front of Ye Qing like a little greedy cat." Hurry up, boss, I want to try it too. "
She didn't even care about using chopsticks and directly picked up a piece of chicken wrapped in curry juice with her fingers and put it into her mouth.
"Hot, hot, hot ~" Yun Shi kept breathing.
Ye Qing also quickly picked up a piece of chicken and threw it into his mouth. Maybe he didn't feel satisfied. Ye Qing also dipped his finger in curry juice.
Ye Qing licked his fingers and urged Yun Shi to quickly bring the dish to the dining room for a group of general managers who were used to seeing exotic delicacies on weekdays and the proprietress of the private restaurant to taste and let them judge the taste of the dish.
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