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Yo! We're all here! Just in time to try out the flavor of these shrimp! He placed the crayfish on the table and pulled out a paper box from his pocket, which contained several pairs of disposable gloves. Old Zhang handed each of them a pair.
The recipe for the crayfish was created by Shi Tian, who discussed it with Scallion Ginger Fishy. After confirming the recipe, he called Yi Laotou for advice and made some adjustments based on Yi Laotou's guidance before finalizing it.
Both Fang Zi and Shi Tian personally tasted it, and the flavor was undeniable; opening a restaurant would be more than sufficient!
However, Old Zhang and his wife had not systematically learned culinary skills. Just giving them Fang Zi was still a bit lacking, so he took some time to train them, ensuring they could at least prepare the sauce for the crayfish.
Now that the sauce was ready, Old Zhang and his wife were diligently researching how to stir-fry the crayfish. Shi Tian only recorded a video for them, demonstrating how to stir-fry in front of them; the rest was up to their own creativity!
Surprisingly, they learned quite well. For the past few days, Shi Tian had been focused solely on eating crayfish!
Old Zhang brought over a plate of crayfish without saying a word. Sun Lang instinctively went upstairs and came down with a case of chilled beer—one can for each person. Eating crayfish while drinking beer in the sea breeze was quite enjoyable!
"Your skills are impressive! How's the shop coming along? When will it open?" Wang Gou asked after finishing a crayfish.
Old Zhang planned to open Little Lobster Shop, and everyone in the group knew about it. The shop had been rented next door, and renovations were currently underway.
The stove and range hood had been installed, and they were now hiring waitstaff. The chef would be coming soon; Xiao Tian would help with guidance, and they would be ready to open in three days!
Old Zhang still had quite a bit of savings. He had just bought a two-bedroom apartment and then decided to open Little Lobster Shop.
Although the shop wasn't large, it required an investment of at least a hundred thousand. Once it opened, Old Zhang's savings would likely be nearly depleted!
Alright, let's aim for noon! The biggest taboo when opening a restaurant is changing flavors—can we trust the chef?
Many restaurants change chefs after a few years, and when the dishes' flavors change, all those loyal customers they painstakingly built up could easily drift away!
Trustworthy—he's my nephew who has been working outside for over ten years. Now that he's back home to settle down!
Hearing Old Zhang say this reassured Shi Tian. However, having his nephew work for one or two years was fine; over time he might develop his own ideas! But that wasn’t something he needed to worry about!
"Mouse, keep an eye on Rod for me; I'm going to fertilize!" In a weedy corner of Chida Reservoir, two people were working late into the night.
Last night he saw someone fishing for snails here without setting up a fishing platform, so he arranged for someone to come over and take their spot.
Such things are common in the world of fishermen; it's an everyday occurrence. The reservoir is open for anyone to fish. If you’ve set up your spot—even just by throwing down a fishing platform—others will know that this place is occupied.
If there’s nothing at all, then sorry! Whoever gets there first claims that spot!
"Get lost further away; I haven't caught anything all day!" Mouse glanced at Rabbit; his patience was wearing thin.
"Didn't you see anyone wandering around here in the evening? It’s definitely their spot! A big bucket of snails thrown down will surely attract big fish!" Rabbit replied while jumping off the fishing platform, cigarette in mouth, then turned towards the bushes nearby.
A big bucket of Snails? That must belong to a wealthy family! The problem is, after guarding it all day, I haven't caught a single one!
But who cares if I catch any? If I can steal their spot and fish for a couple of days, that would be satisfying enough.
Mouse is a particular fellow. He sprayed some floral water and, with a Shovel in hand, found a flat spot. In just a few swift movements, he dug a hole, even stacking the excavated dirt to the side for later harmless disposal.
With his pants undone, he squatted down and quickly lit a cigarette to mask the smell! He squinted his eyes and took a deep breath, feeling everything clear up! When he opened his eyes again, a flickering green flame danced in front of him, making him instinctively tighten his backside.
Damn it! Mouse! Come look! Gui Huo! This is the first time I've seen something like this; it's so fascinating! With his eyes lighting up, Rabbit shouted at Mouse, who was busy casting his line. The sudden shout startled Mouse, causing him to jerk and send his Float drifting half a meter off course.
What are you doing at this hour? You know scaring someone can be deadly! Rabbit grumbled angrily as he turned around.
Following the sound, he saw it—a flickering green flame bouncing around, paired with the smoke curling from Rabbit's cigarette. It was quite a sight!
Damn it, don’t come any closer! That’s Gui Huo; it’s not clean!
Not clean? Did you forget to wipe? Rabbit reminded him, and Mouse quickly squatted back down. He pulled out some paper from his pocket and gave himself a quick wipe before pulling up his pants. He had completely forgotten about the harmless disposal and rubbed his hands together as he moved closer to that flickering green Gui Huo.
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