Everyday heroes

Chapter 203 Neighbors
The chicken shape has been contemplated, and it also declares that the life of the rooster in the family is coming to an end.

Guan Lang took the rooster and asked someone to help kill the chicken at the market stall.

He wasn't kind enough to kill the chickens that stayed at home for a few more days, but it would be more convenient for people to deal with them at the chicken stall.

He has no experience in killing chickens, and he is worried that he will get chicken feathers and blood all over the floor.

Professional things should still be left to professional people.

The rooster was made into ginseng chicken soup, served with half a roast goose bought in the market, boiled cabbage heart, and lunch was ready.

Guan Lang is like a godsend in cooking.

With the control of physical fitness, the error of his control of ingredients will basically not exceed [-] grams.

Of course, the precise control of the ingredients does not mean that his culinary skills have been raised to the top level in the world.

Especially for Chinese chefs, it is neither realistic nor reasonable to cook strictly according to the dosage on the recipe.

Standards are just a means for new cooks to quickly master a dish to a high level, but for more advanced cooking, many things are difficult to measure with standards.

The freshness of the raw materials and the heat of the pot are different, and the seasonings suitable for use are naturally different. How can it be possible to control it simply through a string of unchanging fixed numbers on the book.

Therefore, more experience is needed. When and how much material should be used, in most cases, it is based on subconscious feeling and experience.

What Guan Lang needs is to accumulate experience in cooking again and again.

The quality of cooking skills can basically be judged by three aspects, knife skills, seasoning, and heat.

Of course, his knife skills needless to say, and the heat and seasoning also have great advantages in terms of technology, which is why his cooking skills have improved so rapidly.

The simmering chicken soup he is now simmering slowly is a test of the skill of the fire.

"Cousin, your cooking skills are so good, you can definitely make a lot of money by opening a restaurant." As time went by, Wu Yazhen had completely given up the idea of ​​surpassing Guan Lang in cooking skills.

The cooking skill itself is quite good, the key is that the speed of improvement is very fast.

She remembered that in the first few days when she first came to Tiannan, she was just surprised at how her cousin, a boy, could cook well, but to say how amazing the cooking skills are, it's really hard to say.

But now she is completely convinced, the speed of progress is too fast.

In her opinion, this cooking skill is already the top skill she has ever tasted.

The simplest home cooking is actually the most skillful dish.

There are too many basic cooking skills. It is impossible to tell the level of a chef by one dish, but you can basically judge the level of a chef if you taste a few more dishes.

It is also a home-cooked dish, with the same ingredients and seasonings, an ordinary dish that any housewife can cook, but she can't stop eating it. Isn't this a manifestation of superb cooking skills?
Originally, she only ate one bowl of rice at home, but now she eats at least three bowls a day when she comes to Tiannan.

Of course, she didn't know that in order to achieve this level of feasting for her, Guan Lang also secretly thought about her favorite taste, and it was not simply the reason for the improvement of her cooking skills.

People in different regions will have different taste preferences due to differences in customs and culture, let alone individuals?

What do you like to eat, what do you hate to eat, what is the taste, which day you ate more shredded pork with green peppers and less macaroni. Although he didn't say anything, he could still figure out her taste through observation.

The same dish may be worth [-] points to others, but to her it is [-] points or even [-] points.

And the longer we spend together, the more thorough this understanding and familiarity will become.

"Forget it, catering is too hard." Guan Lang thought for a while, then shook his head.

Cooking home-cooked food at home is usually quite leisurely, but if cooking is your main job, you have to sweat profusely in the kitchen like a stove in summer weather. Although he is heat-resistant, it doesn’t mean he likes to stay in a hot environment.

"Hey." Wu Yazhen scooped up a bowl of chicken soup and smiled.

She just mentioned it casually just now, if she really let her aunt know that she encouraged her cousin to open a restaurant, she would definitely be reprimanded.

The two were still eating lunch when suddenly there was a hasty knock on the door.

Guan Lang stood up and opened the door.

Seeing the person coming, he raised his eyebrows in surprise.

It's the neighbor in the apartment next door, an older single white-collar lady of unknown age, she is wearing a delicate little suit, shouldn't she be working at this time?

Although they are next door to each other, Guan Lang's distaste for socializing made him rarely have any contact with his neighbors.

They also say hello when they go out to meet each other, but they belong to the kind of people who can't call each other's names.

What did she come to find herself for?Guan Lang was a little curious.

Wu Yazhen carried a bowl of rice, walked to the foyer and looked outside the door while eating.

Chewing the rice and swallowing it, there was also a pair of curious eyes.

When Guan Lang was about to invite the other party to sit in the room, she had already arranged her words and broke the silence.

"Excuse me, I want to ask if you have seen my Gugu? Is that the silver-gray Chinchilla?" The white-collar lady frowned and asked, gesturing with her hands in the air.

Guan Lang shook his head: "Not today."

He had some impressions of the silver-gray Chinchilla that the other party mentioned. Several times when he was drying clothes, he could see the active cat on the balcony next door jumping up and down.

And he is also a member of Qianqiu's licking cat family. Every time he takes Qianqiu out, that jinjila will always follow Qianqiu every step of the way, even its owner doesn't bother to pay attention.

Perhaps it was because of this that the other party felt that the lost cat might come to Guan Lang's house.

"Okay, thank you. If you see my googoo, please tell me. I will thank you very much." Hearing Guan Lang's answer, the other party obviously looked a little lost.

The two exchanged calls.

Seeing the other party's distraught look, Guan Lang hesitated and asked again: "When did your cat get lost? Did it sneak out at home?"

There is a cat at home, and he can understand the other person's feelings very well, although he feels that the other person is a bit careless.

"Well, I ran out at seven o'clock this morning. I was changing shoes at the door. I suddenly thought that I left my wallet in the room, so I went back to get it. I didn't expect it to run out at this time." The white-collar looked regretful. "I also just found out that it was not at home when I was looking at the camera at home in the company."

"I should have closed the door. It usually likes to play hide-and-seek with me. What should I do?"

"It shouldn't be too far away. You can look for it in the nearby stairwell, or ask the property owner to adjust the surveillance camera in the corridor." Guan Lang gave a suggestion.

The white-collar workers were also dizzy, and they forgot that the corridors were monitored. Hearing Guan Lang's opinion, he suddenly realized, and hurriedly contacted the property management company.

(End of this chapter)