My restaurant connects to another world

But this time, what was displayed on the computer screen was not the familiar operation page, but Li Congliang's own face.

"What's the situation?" Li Congliang was a little confused. At this moment, the computer was like a mirror, making Li Congliang a little confused.

Li Congliang in the mirror, the door behind him was opened, and a black figure was standing there.

Li Congliang quickly turned around and saw that the door behind her was also opened, but there was no black figure.

Li Congliang turned her head again, and then found that the figure was walking towards him distortedly. With every step, the figure's body did not twist like a human.

Li Congliang kept looking back, but there was nothing behind him, only the open door and the dark living room, devouring all hope.

Li Congliang was already speechless, and a strong sense of fear gripped his heart. He almost collapsed and watched the figure approaching himself in the mirror.

As the black shadow approached, Li Congliang could already see the figure in the mirror. It was a horrible face, which was thrown out and said that it was not the kind that no ghost believed.

The ghost held Li Congliang's shoulders, and then Li Congliang was horrified to find that her shoulders had extra hands, and there were swollen hands everywhere.

Li Congjing's breathing almost stopped, and then hair appeared in front of his eyes, and then that terrible grimace, muddy eyes, and bleeding facial features. Li Congjing fainted with a scream, and his pants were soaked.

The ghost was stunned. What a thing, he hadn't used the torture that Chen Ze taught him to torture this good man, so why did he faint?

Did you pee your pants?This is really sorry for the social people who put harsh words on penguins.

One hundred and fifty-two chapter rice rolls

Chen Ze yawned, and the afternoon was about to pass, but there were still no guests. During this period, apart from looking at the brine pot from time to time, Chen Ze was only idle and panicked.

"I don't know what happened to Hasta?" Chen Ze buttoned the table a bit boredly. His own table was so hard that no foreign objects could damage the furniture.

This saves Chen Ze a lot of trouble. Otherwise, if he smashes a pile of tableware every day when it is open, then the restaurant will not be able to open.

Chen Ze is not the owner of the Huacun Game Hall. He is rich and indifferent to how many game consoles are smashed every day, and he can even continue to use machines to let them smash.

"It's so boring." Chen Ze is a little irritable, and feels tired when there are too many people, and feels boring when there are few people, tusk.

When Chen Ze was bored, he chose to turn on his mobile phone to take a look, and then Chen Ze suddenly found that his post on the food forum had a unique reply.

When most of the replies urged business as soon as possible, and a small number of stubborns, one reply suggested that Chen Ze make a hometown specialty snack.

Moonlight: Almighty poster, can you try to launch our hometown snack next time?It's rice rolls. I haven't eaten rice rolls for a long time. Thank you very much!

Chen Ze is thoughtful, rice noodles, Chen Ze naturally knows this thing, but he has never eaten it, which makes Chen Ze a little pity, now he can make it himself.

Rice rolls are the delicacy of Guangdong. In Guangdong, it is generally divided into two major schools, one Cantonese roll rolls and one Chaoshan roll rolls. Each has its own deliciousness, so Chen Ze can choose the type he wants to cook.

“Cantonese-style rice noodles pay attention to the taste of soy sauce, and there are many ways to make rice noodles. Chaoshan rice noodles seems to pay more attention to the use of fillings.” not bad.

Betty slapped her chin and took a nap on the table and chairs. There were no guests this afternoon. After Hasta left, Betty was very bored and was about to fall asleep now.

"So sleepy" Betty's eyelids became heavier and deeper, and she slowly fell asleep.

Chen Ze stood in the dining room and glanced at Betty, but he didn't wake Betty. There are no guests anyway, so Betty can still rest for now.

"Oh, forget it, let's use Cantonese rice noodles first." Chen Ze shook his head and finally decided to make Cantonese rice noodles.

As a result, when Chen Ze checked the recipe, he was confused. There are many classifications in Cantonese rice rolls, such as burr rice rolls, drawer rice rolls, and wok basket rice rolls made with ancient methods.

It can be said that there are many types, and each has its own advantages, but Chen Ze didn't struggle for too long, so he chose Wolan Rice Noodles.

After all, rice noodles is a snack with a long history, so Chen Ze thinks it would be better to use the ancient method to make it.

"Let me see, how to make rice rolls" Chen Ze was checking the recipe while preparing something, but when inquiring, Chen Ze discovered an interesting thing.

Intestine rice noodles were originally called rice noodles instead of rice noodles. Later it was said that Emperor Qianlong went to Jiangnan and liked to eat oily rice noodles. Then he said that it tastes like pig intestines, so it will be called rice noodles .

Then the oily glutinous rice dumplings became rice rolls, and then it developed in Guangdong and established its status as a gourmet.

Chen Ze didn't care too much and started to make his own rice rolls.

The method of making rice noodles is not complicated. Chen Ze handled them very quickly, and a portion of rice noodles was made in a short while.

You made a regular rice roll, and the cooking experience of home cooking has increased by 3 points

The evaluation was satisfactory, but Chen Ze himself was not satisfied. After all, Chen Ze wanted to make better rice rolls.

"So what's wrong?" Chen Ze frowned, looking at the rice rolls in front of him.

Chen Ze picked up a piece of rice noodles with his chopsticks, put it into his mouth, and chewed slowly, with a proper taste.

It's not unpalatable, and it's not very tasty. This is a failed work, which is true for Chen Ze.

Then Chen Ze spent half an hour looking for the problem, only to find out that on the one hand, the choice of soy sauce was on the one hand, and on the other hand, the rice noodles were not properly made.

You have made a better rice roll, and the experience of making homemade dishes has increased by 5 points

Chen Ze nodded in satisfaction. This is the dish that can be taken out to entertain guests. Chen Ze is not very attractive to ordinary dishes.

The wind bell was crisp and nice, but it awakened Betty immediately. Betty wiped her saliva and stood up with a smile.

"Welcome to Yimeng Restaurant, distinguished guest." Chen Ze heard the voice and took a curious look.

This is a boy who looks like seventeen or eighteen years old. He is dressed in very plain clothes and a pair of shoes that look very shabby.

"Is there anything to eat with that?" The boy seemed a little embarrassed, he gently grabbed his head.

"Guest, this is our recipe." Betty walked over with a smile, then frowned.

And the guy on the opposite side took a step back subconsciously when Betty walked over.

"I'm sorry, is this dish available?" The boy was a little ashamed, but he still pointed to the dishes on the menu.

"Yes, the store manager, a braised pork and rice!" Betty yelled quickly, then ran to the refrigerator and poured a glass of lemonade for the boy.

Chen Ze was a little strange. The boy's expression was strange, like someone who did something wrong, very upset.

After Betty poured water for the boy, he immediately came in and took a few deep breaths.

"What's the matter?" Chen Ze was a little puzzled. It was the first time he saw Betty unwilling to stand in the restaurant.

"Huh, the store manager, there is a big smell on that boy, with sweat and feet. I'm about to throw up." Betty was in a complicated mood. It was the first time she had heard such a foul smell.

Chen Ze twitched the corners of his mouth. Foot odor is indeed a serious problem, especially in restaurants.

Chen Ze still remembers when he went to work. There was a male colleague sitting opposite the desk. One day, when Chen Ze just started working, he smelled a particularly stinky foot odor.

Chen Ze was particularly painful, but it was not easy to remind him directly. Just when Chen Ze was about to suffocate, a female colleague bravely stood up and asked the male colleague to change shoes and socks.

"Call me out." Betty took a few deep breaths before going out.