Stepmother dressed as five villains

Chapter 227 The Only Thing Gu Lou Can't Eat
At the beginning, everyone had a great time eating one bite at a time.

After eating, the pieces of meat were gone, and the children began to look at Qiao Lianlian eagerly.

Feeling helpless, Qiao Lianlian put the knife aside, "It can't be cut anymore, you should eat something else."

If you haven't tasted the taste of mutton, those dishes are still attractive.

It would be a bit unsatisfactory to wait for a few children to eat instant mutton before eating anything else.

Even Gu Cheng, who was the least picky, couldn't help frowning after eating a mouthful of spicy pot-boiled winter melon, and put down his chopsticks after biting halfway.

Qiao Lianlian was very helpless, picked up the slender knife, "Forget it, let's cut a little more."

As long as the children like it, it doesn't matter if they are a little tired.

She kept cutting her head, but because the cutting time was too long, she moved a little slowly.

Qin Zhi said distressedly at the side, "Ma'am, call a master chef to cut it for you, you have to rest."

Qiao repeatedly pursed his lips.

There are master masters in Qingping County Prince's Mansion, but she doesn't go to Lianxin Academy very often, and she is not familiar with these people.

Mao rashly called, it's fine to come, I always feel a little embarrassed if I don't come.

Qin Zhi knew what she was worried about, and hurriedly pointed to the doorway and said, "My master is here, let me call."

Ji Yunshu was about to hide at the door to eavesdrop but was discovered: Can I hide for a while?
However, when he saw Qiao's expectant face, he couldn't help but strode out again, "Do you want a cook to help? Bi Song, go and call all the chefs from the big kitchen over."

Bi Song should be, and ran away in a hurry.

In the time it took for half a cup of tea, several chubby master chefs in the mansion stood panting in front of the gate of Lianxinyuan.

"Come here, cut these meats into thin slices." Ji Yunshu pointed to the two pieces of frozen lamb legs on the table.

Several masters looked at each other, stepped forward hesitantly, and took up the knife.

They are all well-known master chefs from all over the country. They were recruited to the mansion because of their excellent local dishes, and they only cook for the county king on weekdays, and most of the time they don't need to move.

Because of this, all of them are fat and fat, with lard all over their bodies.

Earlier, I heard that a little widow came to the mansion, and the good dishes she cooked made all the maids and servants in the mansion salivate.

Several master chefs were a little disdainful, what a little widow would do, only the food cooked by a man is delicious.

In the capital, they only admit that the imperial chef in the palace is better than them, and no one else admits it.

As for the little widow, it was nothing but a deliberate fake made by a group of people to flatter the county king.

It was the first time I entered the Lianxin Academy today, and saw a row of three copper pots. Several masters looked at each other, and suddenly found that the little widow might not be so simple.

Especially after she demonstrated how to cut mutton thin slices, the masters were even more frightened.

It is true that meat can be cut after freezing, but anyone who can cook knows it.

But after being frozen through, it can be cut into thin rolls, but few people know.

When Qiao repeatedly brought the thin rolls over, and the children scooped them into the pot, took them out after a while, and ate them with some sesame sauce, the chefs' eyes widened again.

This...is this familiar?

This...can be delicious?

Qiao Lianlian didn't bother to pay attention to these master chefs with eyes on the top of their heads. He only taught them once to cut the meat carefully, and then ran to the copper pot to cook the meat.

She didn't forget to greet Ji Yunshu, "The king of the county is here to eat meat."

Ji Yunshu is a person who has actually eaten delicious boiled mutton, so he was not polite immediately, took a pair of chopsticks, sat down and ate.

Needless to say, there is strength in numbers.

The four master chefs cut together, and the rolled meat was brought out in plates. The first plate had just been eaten, and the second plate was delivered.

"Mother, this kind of meat is really delicious, even better than roasting it." The little fat man Gu Lou praised him sincerely.

Gu Que touched his fingers that were wrapped up for piano practice, and gave him a sideways glance, "You say that every time you eat something new."

Anyway, what you eat later is better than what you eat earlier.

Gu Lou chuckled, but didn't mind, and continued to eat the meat without thinking.

Because it is better to use bone broth for hot-boiled mutton, there are four grids in one pot, and the other three are basically empty.

Qiao Lianlian was afraid that the children would eat mutton, so he led them to eat other dishes.

"Cheng'er, it's wrong for you to cook winter melon in a spicy pot." She put the winter melon in the mushroom soup with a smile, then put the meat in the spicy pot, and finally put the cabbage in the tomato pot .

For example, the hairy tripe can be taken out in a short while, but the winter melon and Chinese cabbage can be cooked for a little longer.

Different dishes are cooked in different pots, which has a different taste from eating meat.

Several children fell in love with different dishes at once.

Gu Cheng has a mild temper and loves vegetarian food.The winter melon cooked in the delicious mushroom soup is his favorite, and two baby vegetables are also delicious.

Gu Que is more able to eat spicy food, and likes to eat winter bamboo shoots, seaweed, and sausages in a spicy pot.

Gu Zhong is also mild-tempered, he can eat some mushrooms and tomatoes, but if you observe carefully, you will find that he prefers tomato pot more.

Gu Ge was young and only ate bone broth. Vegetarian dishes were unavoidably tasteless, but the little girl was clever and put a little salt in the dipping sauce, and the taste was integrated after dipping.

As for Gu Lou... there was nothing he wouldn't eat.

Spicy hot pot, spicy ones are also eaten.

Mushrooms, fresh and delicious, eat two more bites.

Tomatoes, sour and sweet, come with two more bites.

Bone broth...not very tasty, but I managed to eat a few more mouthfuls.

Sometimes Qiao repeatedly doubted that there was nothing in this world that the little fat man would not eat.

Until, she put a bowl of pig brains into the spicy pot.

The smell of pig brains cannot be suppressed by ordinary pots. Only spicy pots can barely cover up the smell of blood.

About tea time, Qiao Lian took out a piece of pig brain.

Gu Cheng and Gu Zhong immediately put down their chopsticks and stopped eating.

Gu Que hesitated for a moment, took a sip and tasted it, but vomited and stopped eating.

The obedient little Gu Ge didn't even touch her, and shrank into her mother's arms directly.

Only Gu Lou happily picked up a large piece of pig's brain, put it in his mouth, and chewed happily.

The next moment, he retched and spat out the whole pig's brain.

Yazhi on the side had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and took a handkerchief to help him cover his mouth, so as not to get it on his body.

"Wow..." Just after vomiting, Xiao Gulou grinned and cried, "Mother, what is this, it's so unpalatable, so disgusting."

Qiao Lianlian looked innocent.

It's just a piece of pig's brain, which is loved by many people in modern times, but when it came to Gu Lou, it caused retching.

She hesitated, wondering if she should tell the truth.

A master chef next to him said quickly, "I know, this is a pig's brain."

pig's brain...

Gu Lou opened his mouth tremblingly, and after a while, wept loudly.

Since then, the only thing on the foodie Gu Lou's list that he will never touch is - pig brain.

Any brain, to be exact.

(End of this chapter)