Wearing a gas mask, Chen Nian had already closed the doors and windows in the kitchen, and after careful inspection, there was no trace of smell coming out.

After all, he was also afraid that his cooking process would be interrupted by some irresistible external force.

When he opened the lids of all the materials, it seemed that the entire space in the kitchen had been distorted.

Fortunately, the gas mask he bought was of a high enough grade and had strong enough filtration properties, but even so, Chen Nian still felt that the stench, like maggots attached to bones, was desperately trying to get into his mask.

It's like a death squad. When one person dies, there will be a large group of them, and they will continue to follow each other in an endless stream.

But Chen Nian is still a young man after all, and he can persevere if he endures.

So he carefully took out the soft herring from the herring can and broke into pieces when touched.

Remember, if you want to maintain its integrity, you must take certain measures.

Either over-oil, bake, or wrap.

These were found by Chen Nian himself from the Internet. After all, Chen Nian spent a lot of effort to win this time.

The choice for aging is over-oiling.

Carefully wrap a layer of cheese on the outside of the herring, and wrap a layer of noodles mixed with soy sauce and Laoshan snake grass on the outside, and mix it gently.

Then, in order for them to penetrate their unique flavor, some small holes were poked on the outside, and then a layer of stinky tofu juice was gently and evenly spread on the outside, and then bread crumbs were sprinkled on top.

At this point, the initial preparation process has been completed.

Then, add the chopped black garlic and stir-fry until fragrant...the stir-fry will make it smell even more stinky.

When the disgusting smell of black garlic itself begins to mutate in the oil pan, Chen Nian puts the herring dumplings wrapped in it.

Evenly fried.

The outer skin began to take on a weirder color. These magical substances were mixed together, and then tempered at high temperatures, causing the outer skin to begin to appear burnt yellow with a hint of fluorescent green, and it was also stained with burnt scorch.

of minced black garlic.

The moment Chen Nian opened the door with the plate in hand.

An unknown mixture of stinky gas suddenly surged out from the kitchen, instantly filling the entire house.

"Old!"

"What are you doing!"

Feng Honghong ran over angrily. Just after opening the door, she smelled the stench in just a few seconds. For a moment, she even thought her son had defecated in the kitchen.

And even put it in the microwave!

"I make garlic breaded fish."

Chen Nian replied honestly, he is not the kind of person with no quality, pooping or something...isn't it too disgusting?

After carrying the plate into the living room, Lao Chen frowned wildly.

And Chen Nian uses a table knife to carefully cut the breaded fish...

How tragic the next scene was... I won’t describe it.

Chen Nian lost in the end, very thoroughly, and not only did he lose, he was also ordered not to wear a gas mask to clean the house, and he had to clean up all the garbage.

If the smell in your home is not removed, they will not come back to live there.

Go and stay in a hotel outside.

The money spent will be deducted from the living expenses for the next semester.

A few days later, at home.

Dozens of bags of activated carbon, five kilograms of tea specially used to remove odors, ten pots of dying green baskets, and a smelly male college student with a lifeless expression.

On that day, Chen Nian first locked himself in the bathroom and took a bath for two hours, and then went to the bathhouse to stay for the whole day.

Finally, I asked a master to rub my back.

I rubbed myself so hard that a layer of skin almost fell off my body.

Even the back rub master lamented that he had never seen such a smelly person before, and Zhang San, who was kicked into the manure pit again and again, was nothing more than that.

...

In the morning, Chen Nian was woken up by the back rub master in his dream.

The first thing to do is to open your eyes, then open your nostrils and take two big breaths of fresh air.

"Ha~ comfortable!"

Chen Nian has never felt that the room where he slept all night could have such fresh air.

It feels so good to be alive.

As for those supreme dark dishes, I will never touch them again.

After getting up, Chen Nian went to buy groceries as usual. The days were still the same as at the beginning, but now there were more and more customers.

Although there is no limit to ordering more dishes, everyone is usually full after just one serving.

Occasionally, if you have a big appetite, you can eat a portion and a half, and pack the rest to take home.

Of course, there is also a charge for packing boxes, which is one yuan.

Of course, the purchase price of the packaging box itself is not cheap. Even the ordinary ones cost 60 to 70 cents. I saw the old ones when I purchased them, and the better ones can even cost more than 1 yuan.

So this thing basically makes no money.

But there are still cases where customers are left behind. When encountering this kind of... Chen Nian can only silently throw it away, but every time it is old, I will sigh in my heart.

He also tried to ask those people to pack it back. Although the taste would be much worse if it was heated, it could still be eaten.

But after they learned that packing boxes were also charged, they thought Chen Nian was trying to make money from their packing boxes.

Perhaps, they thought this kind of thing only cost a few cents each.

But there is nothing we can do about opening a restaurant.

Even so, half a month after Chen Nian restarted [Red Red Restaurant], the words on the recipe finally changed to:

[Conditions for opening the second dish "Braised Pork": Sell 1000 copies of the perfect version of "Ma Po Tofu", current progress is 1003/1000]

[The second dish "Braised Pork" has been unlocked and will be started soon. 】

[The opening conditions for the third dish "Noodles with Scallion Oil": sell 3,000 copies of the perfect version of "Braised Pork". 】

Chen Nian would be lying if he said he wasn't excited after seeing this.

What does it mean to sell 1,000 copies of Mapo Tofu?

This means that Chen Nian has lost at least 7,000 yuan.

This is plus the daily expenses of eating, drinking, and living expenses for myself and my mother, minus the money I earn from customers drinking drinks.

On this day, I am full of energy when cooking!

The diners at noon saw Chen Nian with a smile on his face and hehehe from time to time. Although the sound could not be heard through the kitchen, the look of a happy person even if he covered his mouth would be heard from other places.

Run out.

Even some familiar customers secretly asked while the food was being served: "Sister Honghong, why is the boss so happy today?"

"I don't know. He was like this when he woke up early this morning. I suspect that he has lost money recently and is obsessed with it." When Sister Honghong talked about this matter, she couldn't help feeling a little sad.

It's only been half a month, and I've already lost 7,000.

If we keep losing money in a month, why don't we go for 20,000?

Even if the family still has some money, they can't bear to go through such trouble. It seems that they need to have a good talk with their son in the evening.

After closing for the night, Honghong was tidying up the tables and chairs outside and cleaning, while looking at Chen Nian who was cleaning up the kitchen from time to time.

Wait until after cleaning up.

Chen Nian walked outside, and just as Hong Hong's mother was about to speak, she saw Chen Nian coming to the wall, moving a stool, and holding a marker in his hand.

Standing on the stool, he raised his hand and wrote a few words on it.

[Braised pork—35 yuan]

Anyway, I’m going to study in my dreams at night, so it’s not too much to write in advance today, right?

Feng Honghong saw this: "Son, are you finally going to add more food?"

"Yes, Mom."

"Don't you know how to make mapo tofu? When will you know how to cook braised pork?"

Chen Nian couldn't say that he hadn't learned it yet, so he said vaguely: "I haven't gone back every night these days. I just practice this in the kitchen."

As soon as Feng Honghong heard this, she understood it on the spot.

No wonder my son always asked me to come back first during this period. It turned out that he had been practicing secretly.

In this case, she was relieved.

The braised pork costs 35 yuan, which is about the same. If it can still be sold as well as Mapo Tofu, then I will definitely not worry about making money back.
To be continued...