There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 488 Time Management

Faced with Qin's words, Yin Ye nodded silently.

made its own response.

"That's natural."

……

……

The night passed quietly.

No matter what happened that night, when it's over, it's really over forever.

After the conversation with Fang Bie, Xue Ling returned to the room and slept soundly.

But early the next morning, she was woken up by Fang Bie.

"It's very early now." Xue Ling complained, because she slept very late and slept soundly, she really didn't want to get up early.

What's more, it's not the time of Xiaohun Inn, even if you get up, there's nothing to do.

"Get up and cook!" Fang Bie said with a straight face, but laughed halfway through.

"Me?" Xue Ling pointed at herself, stunned for a moment: "Where's Sister Ping?"

To be honest, Sister Ping is actually making breakfast recently.

Although it is said that a master like Sister Ping did something wrong to make breakfast for herself, since Sister Ping didn't say anything, everyone still enjoyed it with peace of mind.

After all, regardless of Sister Ping's high martial arts skills, Sister Ping is also good at cooking. After all, before Xue Ling came to Xiaohun Inn, He Ping was the part-time cook.

It can only be said that these days, an assassin without any other skills may really not be able to survive.

"Sister Ping is practicing." Fang Bieyan said concisely.

Xue Ling was a little surprised.

Because before this, she had almost never seen He Ping practice.

Generally speaking, when He Ping has free time, she spends most of her free time drinking and drinking.

And Sister Ping is always drinking, but she has never been seen drunk, probably this is also a skill.

But don't say it so simply, Xue Ling will not be able to break the casserole and ask the end.

"Then what shall we eat?" Xue Ling asked.

"Duck blood vermicelli soup?" Fang Bie asked.

Xue Ling immediately drooped her face.

"I do not know!"

She really doesn't know it, duck blood vermicelli soup is Jinling's special breakfast, Xue Ling is from Yanjing, how could she know Jinling's duck blood vermicelli soup.

"It doesn't matter." Fang Bie smiled: "I'll teach you."

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In fact, in principle, after coming to the Guo Mansion, the chefs of the Guo Mansion should be responsible for the three meals a day at Fangbie’s side, but in fact, the three meals a day are Fangbie’s own people. To do it, only the ingredients are provided by Guo Fu.

It has to be said that the ingredients provided by the Guo Mansion are all top quality.

Sister Ping is usually the one who cooks, followed by Xue Ling, and sometimes Fang Bie will help.

Except for these three people, Mr. Sheng can't cook at all. According to Mr. Sheng's words, if you have money, you can make a ghost, but if you have money, you are afraid of having nothing to eat?

The same is true for Hei Wu, it is not a problem for Ru Mao to drink blood and eat raw food. If there is cooked food to eat, he also welcomes it, but it is better to kill him than let him cook.

As for Ning Xia, Ning Xia is actually a young lady, because no matter how she thinks that Ning Xia, as Ning Huan's confinement in the Palace of Sadness and Huan, will not be able to cook by herself.

Shang Jiuge can be regarded as a small expert in survival in the wild. After all, the little sister-in-law who can live without taking Huashan is basically a legend in the world.

But human legends belong to human legends, and we have to seriously explain the truth.

Because of Shang Jiuge's limited cooking conditions, she can barely cook a beggar's chicken by grilling a fish, but for more complicated meals, it would be more enjoyable to kill Shang Jiuge.

There is also the Dragon Boat Festival, which is currently a small monk who can only eat.

So in the entire Xiaohun Inn, except for the non-staff member Huo Ying, the three giants of the inn are still in charge of the food and beverage industry, that is, He Ping, Fang Bie, and Xue Ling.

Xue Ling was among them, and she was not guilty at all.

After all, the girl is the number one cook at Xiaohun Inn!

Duck skeleton, ginger slices, coagulated dark red duck blood, and some yellow hard vermicelli.

Xue Ling looked at the ingredients in front of her, and for a while, the cook girl also felt a little helpless.

But that's not all. The sliced ​​duck liver, small pieces of duck intestines, small pieces of duck heart, and duck zhen were also cut into small pieces.

The so-called duck blood vermicelli soup basically uses all parts of the duck.

Ducks are so cute, why do we eat ducks.

Then there is only one answer, that is, duck is really delicious.

Xue Ling looked at all the ingredients for making duck blood vermicelli soup, and then at the seasoning next to it.

Emerald green coriander, tender yellow minced ginger, snow-white chopped green onion, refined salt as fine as snow grains, a small jar of attractive white pepper, a small bottle of sesame oil, and a small bottle of bright red chili oil.

There is also a brine bag.

With so many ingredients and seasonings, if Shang Jiuge were to come, I'm afraid she would have been blinded by her helplessness.

But even for Xue Ling, she felt that she had almost quit cooking.

So many, what to do!

She could only look up at Fang Bie: "You agreed!"

You said yes, I will not you teach me.

"Yes, I agreed." Fang Bie smiled and said, "First use cold water to soak the duck skeleton."

To boil means to put something into a pot to cook.

But how to boil cold water, of course it is to boil the cold water.

So Xue Ling also put a pot of cold water, carefully put the duck skeleton into it, turned on the fire, watched the cold water gradually boil, and the blood water from the duck skeleton gradually seeped out, and skimmed off the foam from the blood water with a spoon. Xue Ling looked at Fang Bie, and Fang Bie smiled and continued, "Put ginger slices in cold water and boil on high heat, and cook soup on low heat for half an hour."

Cook soup for half an hour at every turn, is this the way you cook in the south?

Xue Ling was very angry, but Fang Bie didn't stop talking: "At the same time, you add ginger slices to cold water, and put the duck liver, duck intestines, duck heart, and duck treasure in it to boil the blood away."

Don't standardize a commanding chef.

The key point is that Xue Ling can't say you can do it.

Because Fang Bie must be true.

Fang Bie will not humiliate himself in his own unfamiliar field.

"Okay, okay." Xue Ling said: "And after blanching the duck offal to remove the blood, put it in the duck rack to stew the broth?"

"Don't, don't, don't." Fang Bie stopped Xue Ling from taking it for granted.

"Find another pot, put the stewed buns in it, and then put the duck offal in it, and stew it on low heat for half an hour."

"It's been an hour?" Xue Ling looked at Fang Bie.

After all, it takes half an hour to stew duck racks, and half an hour to marinate duck offal, what is it if it is not an hour?

"Stupid, it's still half an hour." Fang Bie scolded with a smile, "Do you understand time management?"

It seems that Fang Bie is a master of time management.

"Time management?" Xue Ling seemed to understand.

"Great?"

(End of this chapter)