The NO.1 Food Stall in the Wasteland novel Chapter 93

Chapter 93: Chapter 93: [Sounds Like the Host is Disappointed?]

"Quick, shut the door!" Shen Lu said sharply.

"Got it." Ye Fan walked over and slammed the door shut, trapping the vast majority of the crayfish in the pantry.

Lin Zhou’s double pupils turned an uncanny purple. Shen Lu noticed that the escaped crayfish seemed to be bound by some mysterious force, standing frozen in place.

Ye Fan picked one up and examined it closely. "These crayfish aren’t mutated. They’re normal."

Mrs. Wang, holding Wang Xiaohui and pulling Wang Xiaoci along, kept her distance. "This is too scary."

Shen Lu rubbed her nose in embarrassment. "My bad. The cage for the crayfish broke. Alright, let’s start prepping them now."

Lin Zhou tossed all the crayfish that had scurried out into a sink. Since the one-click cleaning machine could only wash three kilograms of ingredients at a time, it took a full ten batches to finish the sinkful of crayfish.

The crayfish that came out of the one-click cleaning machine were all in a dazed state, which significantly reduced the difficulty of deveining them.

Shen Lu demonstrated the method for pulling out the veins a few times, then let Mrs. Wang and her daughters give it a try.

Lively, scuttling crayfish were quite intimidating, but motionless ones weren’t nearly as scary.

The three women of the Wang Family got the hang of it pretty quickly. Pinch the crayfish’s body, find the middle tail fin, and pull—one was prepped just like that.

Shen Lu took out the old braising liquid, set out four deep stockpots, and added ingredients like pork leg bones and whole chickens to prepare the braising liquid for the crayfish.

This needed to simmer for a while. Before that, Shen Lu heated a generous amount of oil in a wok and flash-fried the prepped crayfish.

Ye Fan stood to the side, watching as Shen Lu’s slender, delicate arms picked up a strainer ladle larger than her face. Unflinching, she placed the raw crayfish into the scorching hot wok. The oil crackled and spat, but she remained perfectly still, showing no fear, and even occasionally used a spatula to stir the crayfish.

’This job seems pretty simple, doesn’t it?’

Ye Fan asked Shen Lu if he could give it a try.

Shen Lu hesitated for a moment before nodding. "You can use a smaller pot. Start with a small batch of crayfish."

She was afraid that if Ye Fan messed up, he might blow up her new kitchen.

But having an extra pair of hands would certainly improve efficiency. They had five thousand kilograms of crayfish, after all; who knew when they’d ever finish frying them all.

Lin Zhou secretly rolled his eyes. ’Ye Fan is getting into character way too fast, isn’t he?’

’A Superpower User like him is actually taking the initiative to cook. What, does a mercenary who lives on the edge want to switch careers and become a chef?’

At that moment, a rich aroma began to waft from the braising liquid in the four deep stockpots.

Everyone in the kitchen simultaneously sniffed the air. Wang Xiaohui and Wang Xiaoci, in particular, stared eagerly at the deep stockpots bubbling away on the stove.

’It smells so good... I wonder what Boss Shen is cooking. I really want to try some...’

But the two young girls only dared to entertain such thoughts in their minds. Food was so precious. The delicious things they ate last night were something they had never even dared to dream of before.

In fact, Mrs. Wang hadn’t wanted to come today. She had only agreed after Wang Xiaohui and Wang Xiaoci pleaded with her.

They couldn’t help it; they just really, really wanted to eat something delicious.

Wang Xiaoci thought, ’Boss Shen didn’t say what the pay for two days of work would be, but if it includes meals, I’d be okay with not getting any money.’

’Even just one bite of fluffy, fragrant white rice would make it all worth it,’ Wang Xiaoci felt.

Shen Lu walked over and turned down the heat on the four stoves with the braising liquid. As she turned her head, she saw Ye Fan holding the strainer ladle high in the air, about to pour the raw crayfish into the wok from a considerable height.

"Ye Fan, stop!" Shen Lu shouted urgently. ’Good grief, is he really trying to blow up my kitchen?’

Ye Fan’s obedience was impressive. The moment Shen Lu yelled stop, he froze, a look of confusion on his face. "Boss Shen, what’s wrong?"

Shen Lu walked over, lowered the flame on his stove, and pressed down on his arm, trying to force his hand down a bit.

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