Here Comes The Lady Chef

Quinn just tried it, and gently and carefully treated the small amount of brine, and cleaned the kitchen again. Everything returned to its place without trace.

I was so excited in my heart that I was sleepless all night ...

I don't know why, Xianyang was extremely cold these days, and the pedestrians on the road were shaking.

I was at supper, every house was full of green smoke.

"Mother, Dad is making braised pork, it's so fragrant!" Gentle twitched his little nose, turned to Zhou, and asked happily.

"You girl, isn't it meat? I didn't smell it was teriyaki meat, but I just felt fragrant!" Zhou smiled and twisted the gentle nose.

He smiled softly and then held back.

Yes! How can I be so sure that it is braised pork? !!

The coldness of the northwest wind is more and more flavourful, and I gently touch my small stomach, only to feel the air in the belly become more and more empty!

"It's so fragrant!" Gentle and simple, following the scent of meat, went to the kitchen.

Zhou Zhou followed closely behind.

The Wen's kitchen is just a small kitchen of ordinary people, but although it is not large in size, everything is available.

No wonder, Shouzheng Zheng, after all, is the chef of Xianyang's first restaurant, "Drunk Xianlou"!

里 In the kitchen, Wen Shou is carrying his apprentice Fang Dashi and is busy living by the stove!

十六 This 16-year-old boy is simple, practical, and diligent, so that gentleness has always had a good impression on him.

Especially that day, facing the calamity of the Wen family, Fang Dashi just stepped forward, although he was afraid, but he refused to retreat half a step, until he was killed by the banter ...

Brother Stone!

As soon as I thought about it, my gentle eyes were wet again.

At this moment, in the dark iron pot, where the shovel tumbled, the red light was full, the heat was rising, and an extremely seductive flavour came out.

"Out of the pot!"

"Come on."

Fang Dashi passed a warm white porcelain plate.

Wen Shouzheng took the plate with his left hand, and gently waved the shovel with his right hand, shaking and sending it.

For a moment, on the porcelain plate that is bright and white, there is a brush of thick black ink, and a piece of gorgeousness is removed: brown, black, red, white, and the heat of strong fragrance, presenting in Wen Shouzheng's large and thick hands.

"It's really braised meat!" Gentle startled, could it be that even after the rebirth, the nose would also grow with welfare?

Wu Zhou's eyes were also widened, and the little girl's nose was really good!

"Master, you have done five or six of this braised pork, why are you still not satisfied?" Fang Dashi asked.

"You don't know, there was a guest yesterday saying that my braised pork was greasy. It happened to be a half-day break today, to take care of it for improvement." Wen Shouzheng smiled.

What I am most looking forward to as a chef is the reviews of diners, but what I am most afraid of is the reviews of diners ...

No, for the word "greasy", on the small wooden table square, there are already five or six plates of braised pork.

There are tangerine peels, almonds, side dishes, and dipping sauces ... all kinds of.

I can see that Wen Shouzhen is really hard working for this braised pork!

"Oh? Both of you mothers are here? Come and taste! I just improved the braised pork and eat it hot!"

Wen Shouzheng glanced at his wife and daughter around him, feeling good!

The happiest thing for a chef is cooking for others, not to mention his family!

"Rou'er has a good nose, and it was just arguing that it was braised pork in the yard!" Zhou's smiled and distributed chopsticks from the side!

"Taste my dad's craftsmanship!" Sit gently and playfully, take over the chopsticks handed by Zhou's, immediately pick up a piece and put it in the mouth, and chew carefully.

"Stone, don't stand still, eat together, give some advice!" Wen Shouzheng smiled at the gentle eating and greeted Fang Daishi, and he himself squeezed a large piece and put it in his mouth.

"It's delicious! The soft, waxy and smooth, melts at the entrance!" Fang Dashi sipped his mouth with great praise.

"That's it! If my craft is called the second, no one in Xianyang City dares to call the first!"

"Eat slowly, don't talk, you're going to choke!" Zhou Shi blame.

"Sister Rouer, how can you be so quiet today?" Fang Dashi ate while glancing at the gentleness beside him.

怎么 What's wrong with this girl?

When Chef Wen was only making meat, Chef Wen also talked enthusiastically about the tenderness of his favorite braised pork. How could he get a tender piece of meat in his mouth?

"Rouer, are you ill?" Wen Shouzheng also felt strange. His daughter was not like this on weekdays! As long as there is something delicious every time, she is sure to keep her mouthful to eat. Why today, she only used one chopstick ...

"Oh, father, I think about it!" Gentle absently answered.

"Young, worry about it. Eat fast, eat more to be healthy!" Wen Shouzheng picked up a piece of fat and suitable braised pork and put it in a gentle small bowl.

额 "Uh ... don't you think this meat is a little greasy?" Said softly and coldly.

In the past life, she was the daughter of Wen Shouzheng and a good helper of Wen Shouzheng, which won the essence of Wen Shouzheng's cooking skills. Gentleness knows that his dad's craftsmanship is incredible. No matter what he does, it can make people appetite, especially suitable for braised pork. You should eat enough each time.

怎 How can I get my taste so sensitive and picky now?

"Are they greasy? I don't think so." Fang Dashi stopped chopsticks.

"Greasy ?!" Wen Shouzheng stopped chewing.

"Listening to Rouer, it seems a little bit, anyway, I can't eat this plate up." Zhou put down his chopsticks, and spoke softly.

Is "greasy" again!

Wen Shouzheng pursed his lips, lowered his eyelids, and was discouraged. Busy all afternoon, tried five or six, and finally this little girl gave a shot!

得 "Well, when I have a meal, I will make a hot and sour soup to help everyone get tired."

"Master, don't bother, or I'll cut the fruit." Fang Dashi put down his chopsticks, and he was ready to get up and start.

"Hi! How can it be so troublesome!" Gently lifted the rice cooker on one side, and immediately the white gas rose, the faint smell of rice, sweetly floating out.

"In my opinion ~ www.readwn.com ~ The best way to get rid of braised pork is plain rice!" He smiled softly and happily, and everyone gave a bowl of fragrant white rice to everyone present.

Each grain is full of slender rice grains, crystal clear, and the grains bloom in the bowl.

"This is fun!" Gentle clamped a few pieces of fatty braised pork, sat down holding the rice bowl and began to enjoy it.

I was only worried about the small sample, which disappeared in an instant, chopsticks, small mouth, rice, braised pork alternately.

I just listened to the sound of chewing food, and knew that this was the right appetite!

Isn't it just plain rice? Is there such a **** as gentle?

Gao Wenshouzheng was dubious, using a chopstick to push a portion of the rice bowl into the mouth, and then took another bite of braised pork.

Oh my god! Braised pork with rice! It's unmatched!

The sweetness and softness of the risotto rice dilutes the excess oil in the meat and neutralizes the varying taste in the meat. The entrance of the fat meat is melted, and the lean fiber's fiber is chewed in this ordinary rice. The original plain rice grains became lively at this moment, covered with the scent of meat, and bouncing in the tip of the tongue and between the teeth.

I think I have thought too much, the more common the more suitable.

Wen Shouzhen was ecstatic, and then swallowed a big mouthful of rice in his mouth.

让 "Let that picky diner appear again!" Wen Shouzheng secretly proud of himself.

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(I received a short background station today, very happy O (∩_∩) O ~~)