Although Yang Ming is very unhappy with the system's loser behavior, but the world is big, the system is the biggest, and Yang Ming's little arm obviously can't resist the system.
He quickly focused on making ice cream.
If you want to make ice cream with a smooth and pleasant taste, you not only need to have good production tools, but also have very strict requirements for its raw materials.
Because Yang Ming wanted to try it first and then sell it in the store.
So, he just took out the ingredients from the fridge to make a one-person serving, two eggs, a carton of milk and a carton of cream.
Yang Ming looked at the eggs in his hand that were obviously smaller than those in the general market, and asked curiously: "System, since the small milk pot is so expensive, the price of these materials should not be low."
"The host, the eggs provided by this system, are native to the large farms of the Kawanokuni."
"The chickens raised there are fed with a carefully matched feed every day."
"At the same time, in order to keep the hens active, the farm implements an all-day stocking mode, so that the chickens have a wider space to exercise."
"The eggs laid by this hen are smaller than those on the market, but the inner essence is more concentrated, and they are the breakfast that the big names and magnates of all countries must eat every morning."
The system said seriously and seriously.
Such a luxury The corners of Yang Ming's mouth twitched.
As a domestic animal, you still need to exercise.
It's been a long time He didn't dare to ask how much the two eggs in his hand were worth, he was afraid that his heart would not be able to bear it.
For fear of being distracted, Yang Ming didn't dare to ask, and directly started making ice cream.
Yang Ming picked up the egg with one hand, touched it lightly on the corner of the table, and then stopped it on top of an empty bowl, and gently pulled it open along the crack of the eggshell with both hands, opening up some space, but not splitting the egg in half.
In doing so, the yolk is easily separated from the egg white.
The clear egg whites flowed down the bowl like silk, and a faint aroma of eggs spread.
Strangely, there is not even the slightest fishy smell in this fragrance, it is full of natural flavor, and it smells very good.
Yang Ming only took the egg yolk and served it in another empty bowl.
The empty bowl was suddenly occupied by an orange egg yolk, like a bright sun.
Yang Ming took the opportunity to beat the yolk of another egg into it, added a spoonful of sugar and an appropriate amount of cream to it, and then stirred it together.
After a while, the egg liquid gradually fused together, slowly turning from orange to milky white, as if two rounds of the sun had broken down, forming a white nebula.
Next, Yang Ming poured the prepared milk into the pot and boiled until it was slightly boiling.
Suddenly, a thick milky fragrance overflowed, enveloping Yang Ming.
At this moment, Yang Ming only felt that all the milk he had drunk in his previous life was in vain, and such a little milk was comparable to the milk aroma of a bucket of milk.
The thick mellow milk fragrance brought the fragrance of the distant prairie, making Yang Ming feel as if he was standing in the endless herd of cows, listening to the cow music one after another.
When the smell of milk wafted outside the store, it immediately attracted the attention of the customers queuing at the entrance of Yile Restaurant opposite.
"Oh my God, what does this smell like, it smells so good" "I'm so hungry and hungry to smell this scent, I'm already hungry and thirsty" "I can't stand the fact that there is a food that is more fragrant than Ichiraku ramen" "I don't know why, but this smell reminds me of my deceased mother."
"Me too, I feel the same way" Finally, a customer noticed that the fragrance came from Yang Ming's restaurant and shouted, "Look at the fragrance from that store" Suddenly, all the customers of Yile Restaurant swarmed over.
When Uncle Yile brought out a bowl of ramen from the kitchen, he suddenly found that all the customers in his store had run away, and his face suddenly turned dark.
"Calamus, what's going on, why are the guests gone?"
"Dad" Calamus also felt so aggrieved, and said, "They all went to the restaurant opposite."
"What" Uncle Yile frowned, and said, "Isn't the old man's food as good as the hairy boy opposite?"
As a small shop directly opposite the Ichiraku restaurant, Ichiraku has naturally noticed it for a long time.
After all, this is here to steal business, pull hatred, and leverage It's just that when he learned that the other party's owner and chef was just a twelve-year-old hairy boy, he made a bold statement at that time: "Real cooking skills are accumulated over time" And sure enough, it was not to his surprise, at the beginning of Yang Ming's store, almost no customers came to the door.
But now, what's wrong with the world?
A twelve-year-old boy has deceived you people Is it that he is too old to keep up with the development of the times, or is the other side really making delicious things At this moment, Uncle Yile fell into deep contemplation.
Just as Yang Ming poured the boiled milk into the beaten egg mixture in batches and stirred it while pouring it, he saw more than a dozen villagers rushing to the small shop, and he was immediately startled, thinking that he had encountered some kind of ruffian to come to the door to blackmail.
"Boss, what are you cooking, bring me a copy too" "That's right, boss, bring me one too, oh no, it's two, pack one more" It turned out to be for dinner Knowing that these people are not here to find fault, it will be much easier, Yang Ming pointed to the menu on the wall and said, "Please look at the price first, and then you can make a decision." ” This boss is so cold This is the unanimous thought of the villagers present, and they actually ignored the money sent to the door, which is really a long time to see But when they saw the menu on the wall, the faces of these villagers suddenly changed. the groove A bowl of beef ramen costs 128 yuan This boss has a problem with his brain circuits As a result, the originally crowded shop was empty in an instant, and everyone ran back to Yile Restaurant.
When Uncle Yile saw the guests returning, a kind smile appeared on his face.
"Sure enough, the old man is right" Uncle Yile said secretly.
He wouldn't believe that a chef who hadn't gone through time and experience could snatch customers from him with a little talent On the contrary, it was Yang Ming, looking at the empty shop, who just pursed his lips and continued the work at hand.
Pour the egg mixture, which has been added with milk and stirred well, into the pan again and bring to a slight boil.
The white egg gradually turns dark yellow as the temperature rises.
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The original diffuse fragrance feels less intense, like a bottle of old wine, the longer it is, the more precipitated.
After that, Yang Ming puts the egg mixture in a container and puts it in the refrigerator after it cools.
"In a few hours, we will be ready to eat."
Yang Ming wiped his sweat and said secretly. 。
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