Liu Qiqiang was determined to make a haidilao of his own.

Haidilao does not eat hot pot, good service is the last word.

Liu Qiqiang wants to build a high-consumption place that is both delicious and has high-end services.

This is also a wake-up call for Liu Qiqiang by Xiaolinzi's militarized service.

Liu Qiqiang knows that with the current concept of consumption, it is already very high-end to build a similar team by himself.

"Your training has given me two lessons, and I have some ideas to discuss with you."

Liu Qiqiang said to his two apprentices.

"It's no problem, will the master give us a lesson tonight?"

Xiao Linzi asked.

"Do you have classes every night lately?"

Liu Qiqiang asked.

"Recently, the task is relatively heavy, Wang Long's idea, night training is considered overtime, I agreed."

Xiao Linzi thought that Liu Qiqiang would be angry, and said timidly.

"This Wang Long is still a little level, I can also be regarded as having found the right person." Liu Qiqiang said with a smile.

Xiao Lin Zi breathed a sigh of relief: "Then class tonight?"

"You call Wang Long too, let's go to the cafeteria first to taste a dish." Tonight from eight to ten, we have class.

Liu Qiqiang said.

"Okay, you guys go first. I went with Wang Long to prepare the ingredients and soon arrived at the cafeteria.

After Xiao Lin Zi finished speaking, he got on the tricycle and left.

When the group came to the cafeteria, Yang Yanwen had already finished his afternoon meal and was teaching Dongmei in the back hall.

Liu Qiqiang called Yang Yanwen to the office and taught him some hot pot secrets that he could understand.

Yang Yanwen smiled after listening to it and said, "Aren't you talking about Chongqing hot pot?"

Liu Qiqiang was stunned at first, only then did he know that he still underestimated Yang Yanwen after all.

Liu Qiqiang's old face turned red: "Then tell me how the hot pot came about."

Yang Yanwen smiled and told the story of the hot pot.

"This question is very naïve to ask, I have also studied Sichuan cuisine, but it has never been useful.

Do you really think I'm a cook who gives a big table to the countryside? "

The earliest hot pot can be traced back to the Jialing River during the Jiaqing period.

It can also be said that the man is the ancestor of Chongqing hot pot.

He was at the bottom of society at the time, selling his labor to make a living.

In order to feed themselves, they picked up animals discarded by the rich people on the riverside and built stoves with stones by the river.

Add pepper, peppercorns, ginger and other condiments, and cook in an old crockpot.

Unexpectedly, the things cooked were delicious and drove away cold and dampness, and after eating, not only did not get sick, but became more physically strong.

Slowly, some people used a basket, put some beef miscellaneous (mainly hairy belly), side dishes, put a mud stove at the other end, and put a divided "ocean iron basin" on the stove, and a spicy and salty marinade boiled and tumbled in the basin, which was sold by the river, bridge, or street every day.

So these porters no longer make their own fires and cook, each of them believes that one grid, that is, hot and eaten, until full, it does not cost much, which is economical, convenient, and can increase calories.

Liu Qiqiang was surprised to hear the history of hot pot, but he did not expect that the hot pot that he used to eat often had such a deep history and culture.

He said to Liu Qiqiang, who stopped: "Continue to talk about when the hot pot entered the restaurant and went to the hall of elegance?"

Yang Yanwen smiled and continued: "Boss, is this going to test my knowledge? "

In the twenty-third year of the Republic of China, some people moved the hot pot into a small restaurant, moved these burdens to the table, and the same was true for the clay stove, but the iron basin divided into compartments was replaced with a small copper pot, and the marinade and dipping sauce were coordinated by the diners themselves, so as to be clean and suitable for everyone's taste. Slowly this kind of small restaurant opened more and more, in a small street in Jiangbei on the opposite bank of Chongqing, almost all of this kind of restaurant, and there are quite a lot of people eating, which is the prototype of Chongqing hot pot.

"Hot pot is so spicy that few people except Sichuanese can enjoy it, which is one of the reasons why hot pot is so difficult to promote."

After Yang Yanwen finished speaking, he said: "I can make hot pot, as long as you can eat spicy."

"Can't you just make a mandarin duck pot?" Is there a chili pepper on one side, and is it directly made into three fresh rows on the other? Liu

Qiqiang thought about the Mandarin Duck hot pot he had eaten, and when the technology was developed, everyone would have a small stove, and they would want whatever soup they wanted, and they could eat it as they wanted.

That's called an addiction.

"This is no problem, I put things like chili and garlic paste into the cooking bowl, and I can mix whatever I want to eat."

Yang Yanwen said.

"You are really my lucky star!

Our restaurant is ready to open early.

You said how I have no eyes, I don't know that you are still an all-rounder.

Disrespect, disrespect.

Liu Qiqiang threw up his hands one after another.

"The boss doesn't bring such a play, aren't you torturing me? In the future, I don't dare to play a big knife in front of Guan Gong, I will cook a meal, and the boss is omnipotent.

After Yang Yanwen finished speaking, he ran over to Xiao Linzi.

"Choose vegetables and wash vegetables, and anyone who wants to taste hot pot should grab a little and help."

Yang Yanwen really had a bit of a general's demeanor, and commanded a group of people and others around.

He magically took out a chicken and started cooking it over a high fire.

"The chicken soup should be boiled slowly, if only I had spoken earlier, let's make do with it today." I'll show you a good hand next time.

Yang Yanwen was busy preparing the seasoning as he spoke.

"This says you're fat and you're panting? Will Brother Qiang know less than you? Xiao Linzi wanted to tease this Yang Yanwen, knowing that this person was not funny, and he had to say something to make a big sense before he stopped.

This is what Brother Qiang often said about hitting children on rainy days, and being idle is also idle.

At the moment, everyone is not idle, on the contrary, they are a little busy, but their mouths can't be idle.

"There is a problem with your words, there is a specialization in the art industry, the strong brother who cooks is not as good as me, and I am far worse than the strong brother in making money."

This Yang Yanwen also learned to admit defeat, this is not going to raise the bar to play the rhythm ah.

Liu Qiqiang and Old Song looked at each other and smiled again, or young people have more life when they make trouble.

Liu Qiqiang still put himself in his old age.

"Boss, you go to the table and sit first, you stand like this to affect my performance."

Yang Yanwen said.

"This seems to be the second time you have said this, no wonder I feel very familiar."

Liu Qiqiang's bad appearance still came out.

Looking at his strange appearance, Yang Yanwen blushed when he remembered the things of the day.

A few people laughed and obediently sat down at the table where they usually ate.

The service here is also very poor, except for the leader, there will be no waiter to serve tea and water to greet.

"Chef Yang, don't you have anyone inside to make us a cup of tea?"

Liu Qiqiang deliberately raised his voice high and asked.

"Isn't this all busy? You do it yourself, and you can't say anything else.

It is the last word that we should obediently do our part. Yang

Yanwen was so busy that he couldn't care about making tea, so he was not used to Liu Qiqiang.

"There's no way around this, let's do it yourself." Who makes the family a master?

Liu Qiqiang was so embarrassed that he could only make his own tea and drink it.

"One skill in hand, eat and drink without worry. Now you know the importance of learning skills, right? How big your boss is, you can't play without a master.

Old Song said in a low voice.

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