cooking fresh wife

Early in the morning, Gu Qingyu was the first to come to the kitchen, and saw Song Xiaoting seriously cooking the braised pork ribs she made yesterday.

"It seems that you are really interested in cooking." Gu Qingyu walked over slowly, saw her appearance, and smiled slightly.

It may be because of her interest in this profession that she has a good impression of Song Xiaoting's seriousness, and she can't help but feel a little less alienated.

Song Xiaoting smiled embarrassingly: "Because I like to eat, I became a food taster, but I prefer to do it myself and let others taste what I cook. Maybe there is no good master, maybe I don't have talent, so far I have only I can cook some home-cooked dishes, you often follow your steps and methods to make braised pork ribs."

Song Xiaoting handed the finished braised pork ribs to Gu Qingyu.

The color and aroma are complete, Gu Qingyu couldn't help picking up chopsticks to taste a piece, nodded in praise: "It's delicious, but... the sugar content is a bit heavy, this is also a misunderstanding of some chefs when making braised pork ribs, sometimes the sugar content is heavy , it will affect the taste of the ribs itself, try reducing the sugar a little."

Song Xiaoting listened very seriously: "Is this the only question?"

She still doesn't have much confidence in the dishes she cooks.

Seeing Song Xiaoting's eagerness to learn, Gu Qingyu began to teach carefully: "When you put it into the pot, the heat is too high, you can see that the skin of the pork ribs is a little too crispy, so when you eat it like this, not only will it not taste good, but it will also feel greasy. When it’s time to close the pot, the heat is too low, and the soup has no taste.”

Song Xiaoting picked up the chopsticks and tasted it, and found that there was really something wrong with what Gu Qingyu said, she nodded repeatedly, took out a notebook and wrote it down.

"Did you record it?" Gu Qingyu took her notebook and found that it recorded some steps of her cooking, and the first dish was recorded in detail.

Song Xiaoting smiled embarrassingly again: "I'm rather stupid, and I can't remember it, so I can only write it down, so it's convenient to study, and I can study it at home."

Gu Qingyu smiled without saying a word.

"Chef Gu, I really like cooking. From the past two days with you, I have seen your superb cooking skills. I really want to learn from you. To be honest, I don't want to be a taster at all." Song Xiaoting expressed herself Her thoughts, tone, and attitude were particularly sincere, as if Gu Qingyu's rejection of her was unreasonable.

"Don't call me Chef Gu, just call me Qing Yu from now on. Today I will cook crucian carp in clear soup. You can take a look. The method is very simple."

Although Gu Qingyu did not expressly accept Song Xiaoting as his apprentice, he already tacitly accepted that she was studying on the sidelines.

Gu Qingyu was not disappointed. Song Xiaoting was not as talented as she said, but was very smart. She only said it once, and she could understand the meaning, and she grasped it very well.

"3g of cooking wine is good, don't put too much, just enough to remove the fishy smell, 3g of salt, enough to taste, don't put too much chicken essence, 1-2g is just right, less taste, too much taste will be too strong , stealing the taste of the fish itself.”

Song Xiaoting operated according to the method of taking care of Qingyu, and a crucian carp soup was out of the oven in an hour, so she couldn't help but tasted it herself.

"Well, Qing Yu, it's different with your guidance. I have made crucian carp soup before, but the taste is not so delicious. I never thought I could make such delicious food."

Song Xiaoting felt a sense of accomplishment after eating the delicacies she cooked, and Gu Qingyu also felt a sense of accomplishment seeing the students she taught so well.

The two went to the lounge, chatting while tasting crucian carp soup.

"Qingyu, have I liked cooking since I was a child?" Song Xiaoting asked tentatively, her eyes fell on Gu Qingyu intentionally or unintentionally.

"Hmm..." Gu Qingyu said thoughtfully, and slowly said, "It's not like that. I cook at home, so I've been exposed to it since I was a child."

Song Xiaoting nodded understandingly: "I don't know when I will be able to cook like this, so that I can change my career."

"You are very talented, and you can learn quickly. In fact, cooking is not only about being able to cook, but also about developing new dishes by yourself. You can't be limited to the dishes in the recipe. If you don't innovate, customers will get tired of eating them. I can't keep it any longer."

Recently, Gu Qingyu is also worried about this matter. She has basically learned all the dishes on the recipe, and can use them proficiently. She can cook familiar dishes every day without repeating them. What about customers?

When the recipe was mentioned, Song Xiaoting's eyes lit up, and she pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Qingyu, do you still have the recipe? I only heard that there is an old man named Gu who has the recipe handed down from his ancestors. Follow the instructions on the recipe. , can make delicious dishes, I just heard, is there really such a magical recipe?"

Gu Qingyu frowned slightly, she didn't want to say more about the recipe, although Song Xiaoting liked it very much, but it was not enough to tell her about the recipe.

"Qing Yu, have you heard of this Mr. Gu?" Song Xiaoting asked curiously.

"Well, he is my grandfather." Lu Qing replied in a simple and apprehensive manner.

Song Xiaoting was even more curious: "Really, so the recipe is true? Mr. Gu, it turns out that's the case. I don't know if the recipe handed down from the ancestors can be passed on."

Song Xiaoting made no secret of her ambition, making people feel that she just wants to cook, as long as it is about cooking, she is very curious.

"Drink the soup, it won't taste good when it's cold." Gu Qingyu changed the topic, and didn't want to talk about the menu at all.

Song Xiaoting noticed something was wrong, and apologized, "I'm sorry, Qing Yu, I was too excited at the moment, I should have thought that it is impossible to pass on the recipes handed down from one's ancestors."

Gu Qingyu forced a smile: "It's okay, it's not that you can't pass it on. If you want to learn so much, I'll teach you some home-cooked dishes."

"Thank you!" Song Xiaoting smiled contentedly, making it impossible to see her coveting the menu.

After a short rest, the two plunged into the kitchen again. Because they promised to teach Song Xiaoting some home cooking, Gu Qingyu taught Song Xiaoting while preparing the dishes.

Song Xiaoting's cleverness not only does not hinder her work, but also helps her a lot.

"Qingyu, have you memorized all the dishes on the recipe? Why haven't I seen you look at the recipe?" Song Xiaoting asked curiously.

"Some home-cooked dishes are often made, and there is no need to read the recipes anymore." When it comes to recipes, Gu Qingyu is not willing to say more.

Song Xiaoting didn't ask any more questions.

"Qingyu, the company's annual chef competition will be held in a few days, will you participate?" Song Xiaoting changed the topic tactfully.

"I won't participate, another chef will participate." Gu Qingyu answered every question.