Chapter 153: The New Fast Food Product

The next day, a little after ten in the morning, Liu Heming arrived at Lewis’s Restaurant.

This was decided after yesterday’s discussion. Liu Heming came to demonstrate the second fast-food-style dish he had been working on during this period.

Theoretically, this should be the third. Although Dumplings were delicious, their sales were getting worse. Now, they only sold about forty bowls a day, which was far less compared to the growth of Rougamo.

So Liu Heming thought if the food he had come up with this time could withstand the test of the American drivers, then for sure, Dumplings would be cut.

Amelia and the others also arrived quite early today. Since the Boss was making new food, they would have to learn how to make it themselves later. However, what made them a bit frustrated was that Liu Heming brought a large iron griddle this time.

“Boss, are we going to sell steak too? But won’t that take business away from here?” Unable to figure it out, Amelia came to Liu Heming and whispered.

“We don’t need that. This is also a specialty food from China, a kind of fast food,” Liu Heming said with a smile.

“Hey, Boss, did you make this iron griddle?” The waitress Bella studied the iron griddle carefully and pointed at the little bear cub pattern on it.

“Yes, I made it myself. This iron griddle is also our special cooking tool,” Liu Heming said with a smile and nodded.

Actually, the second fast food product he chose was also very common on the streets of China: Jianbing Guozi. However, it needed some modification here. Americans did not really like the fried dough sticks here; they thought it was a bit too oily. This was the result Liu Heming got after testing on Sasha and Robin.

So his Jianbing Guozi was also a modified version. It only had crispy skin inside, but you could add other things, such as fried chicken strips, Braised Marinated Meat, Soy-Braised Beef, and some other vegetables.

For the sauce, he chose those that Americans were more familiar with and usually liked to eat. The only one he added was his fried chili pepper sauce.

He had held off for so long before introducing it because he was repeatedly making this iron griddle and other cooking tools.

Don’t underestimate this iron griddle. Among all thirty iron griddles Liu Heming had made so far, this one had the best additional attribute—it increased food quality by 5%.

Don’t underestimate this 5% increase. It was added on top of your original cooking skills. For someone who truly mastered the method of making Jianbing, this increase was quite significant.

Like Liu Heming, who already had a Chef’s bonus that increased his skill by 5%. If he used this iron griddle to make pancakes, Teppanyaki, or pan-fry steak, he would get another 5% increase on top of the existing 5%. In other words, if Liu Heming’s original skill was 100 points, the result now would be 110.25.

He set up the iron griddle, and under everyone’s curious gazes, he took out many seasonings, meats, and other ingredients from the car.

There were so many types that even Lewis felt a bit dizzy. He didn’t expect Liu Heming to bring out so many right after their discussion yesterday. The only explanation was that Liu Heming had already prepared in advance. Although he hadn’t tasted it yet, Lewis felt lucky that he had mentioned the cooperation idea early. Otherwise, Liu Heming would really have gone solo.

Liu Heming chopped the green onions right there, and his skill was undeniably good. He lined up several green onions, then with a swift series of chops—clack, clack, clack—a blur of knife movements, and they were all chopped into fine pieces.

He took the flour from there and mixed it into batter on the spot. With that, Liu Heming’s preparation was complete.

“You three need to remember my technique later. It might look difficult, but after practicing a few times, you can master it,” Liu Heming reminded Amelia and the other two.

He placed two stoves under the iron griddle—one for himself and the other for Alex. Even though she was small, she had been practicing with him all along. The little one’s skills were actually quite good now.

When the temperature of the iron griddle was about right, Liu Heming poured some oil on it—a bit more on his side and less on his daughter’s side. Before he could even start, Alex picked up two small spatulas and skillfully spread the oil evenly on the iron griddle.

“No, Boss, I can’t take it anymore. Alex is too adorable. I want to record her,” Amelia said, then took out her mobile phone.

The little girl stood there so seriously, swinging the small spatulas—it was simply too cool.

But Amelia spoke too soon. At this point, the little one was only moderately cool. When Liu Heming scooped two spoonfuls of batter onto the iron griddle, the little one picked up a long-handled scraper, gently twisted her wrist, and the batter obediently spread into a circle.

It was just like Liu Heming’s, only smaller. When everyone saw the little one’s move, their jaws dropped. They thought it was amazing, simply unbelievable. As for originally wanting to watch how Liu Heming did it, now all eyes were locked on the little girl.

Liu Heming picked up two eggs, giving one to his daughter. But this time, he cracked the eggs himself, worried that the little one might get burned.

Alex rinsed the scraper in water, then tapped it on the egg to break the yolk, and gently spread the egg liquid evenly over the semi-set batter.

After finishing this part, the little girl’s expression relaxed a bit. She looked at everyone, her little face beaming with joy.

“Oh my god, that’s incredible,” Lewis couldn’t help but say, speaking for everyone.

“Alright, Alex, flip it. It’s about time,” Liu Heming reminded the little one with a smile.

The little one quickly picked up two small spatulas, gently slid them under the pancake, then inserted them further and quickly flipped the pancake over.

She glanced at her dad’s side and frowned. Her flip wasn’t as good as her dad’s; she still needed to adjust hers.

The next steps for father and daughter were completely synchronized: brushing on the sauce, adding various ingredients, then using the spatula to fold the pancake. With a gentle push of one spatula, the folded pancake was lifted and placed on a plate that had been prepared earlier.

Throughout the whole process, everyone hardly dared to breathe, afraid of disturbing the little one and causing her to accidentally get burned by the iron griddle.

After finishing the Jianbing Guozi, the little one even made a victory sign at everyone. It could be said that the little one completely stole Liu Heming’s spotlight today.