big star doctor

Chapter 484 Division of labor and cooperation
"Brother Lin Mo, why can't I get angry!" Peng Peng, whose face was already dark, raised his head and asked a very depressed question.

"Hehe, let me take a look." Lin Mo couldn't help laughing.

After hearing Lin Mo's words, Peng Peng moved away quickly. Lin Mo squatted down and smiled and said, "You filled up the stove from the beginning, how could a fire be started without any air! I don't know your chemistry Did it come from the physics teacher!"

"I'm sorry that I don't need to light a fire at home. I really don't know much about it." Peng Peng scratched himself and said embarrassedly.

Lin Mo removed half of the dry wood from the stove, leaving the petite wood with a smile: "The wood that is too large is not easy to burn. To start a fire, you need to use some small firewood to start it."

While talking, Lin Mo took some hay and lit it into the stove, and put five or six pieces of firewood the size of a thumb into it to set it up.It didn't take long for the fire to light up.

"Brother Lin Mo, you really know everything! You are amazing." Peng Peng said admiringly.

Lin Mo pointed to his brain and said with a smile: "If you think about things more often, you will know everything."

"Okay." Peng Peng smiled and squatted down to add firewood. Lin Mo washed the pot and poured out the water. "What kind of oil does Mr. Huang use to fry the meatballs?"

"Isn't there a pot on the table next to you? Where is the oil I used to fry things? It's clean and usable." Teacher Huang glanced at them and said.

"Okay." After Lin Mo finished speaking, he picked up the warm basin next to him. The oil inside was no longer the original golden yellow but turned into a dark yellow.

Lin Mo put half a basin of oil in there, and the hot pan made a "chacha" sound when it met the oil.

"Lin Mo, don't heat the oil too high! Otherwise, the meatballs will get mushy if they are not cooked." Teacher Huang couldn't help but reminded.

"Mr. Huang, I understand, don't worry!" Lin Mo replied and looked at Peng Peng who was standing under his feet: "When the oil temperature rises, you can turn down the fire a bit, understand?"

"When will the oil be turned on? How to reduce the fire?" Peng Peng asked confusedly.

"Just get up and pull out some firewood! Just do what I tell you later." Lin Mo said speechlessly.

After waiting for a few minutes, the oil temperature came up and began to bubble, "Turn down the fire!"

Peng Peng pulled out most of the firewood according to Lin Mo's words, but the fire became more intense, "Brother Lin Mo, why did I take out the firewood and it burned even harder."

"Keep taking it!" Lin Mo said with a headache.

After speaking, Lin Mo picked up the big bowl containing pork balls and began to pour pork balls.

When the hot oil met the cold pork, there was a "crack" sound, and the oil in the pot splashed out.

"Peng Peng, step back a little, otherwise the oil will burn you when it flies out."

"Oh!" Peng Peng stood up after listening to Lin Mo's words. Unexpectedly, there was another "pop" in the pot, and a small drop of hot oil flew onto Peng Peng's arm.

"Ah!..." Peng Peng yelled when it was so hot, "If you burn it, you may be disfigured!"

"Peng Peng, are you okay!" Teacher He, who was standing not far away, asked with concern.

"I'm fine, there's not much oil, it just hurts." Peng Peng rubbed his left arm and said.

"Lin Mo, be careful, it's not worth burning your face just to get something to eat! You'll have to rely on your face for food in the future! If you really get burned, your fans must kill me and Mr. Huang! "Teacher He joked.

"It's okay, I have a sense of proportion, and I don't rely on my face to make a living!" Lin Moyi smiled and said.

He said that the work in his hand did not fall, and every meatball made a "pop" sound when it entered the oil pan.Lin Mo had also carefully turned his face to one side.

"Mr. He, you are still worrying about Lin Mo! Didn't you see his cautious look?" Hu Ge who was standing aside with nothing to do also said something.

"That's true."

After frying the meatballs until golden brown, Lin Mo scooped them up. Teacher Huang glanced at them and nodded in satisfaction, "Just this hand is very beautiful. Come on!"

Putting the oil into the oil basin, Lin Mo said: "Teacher Huang, please help me cook these meatballs in stock until they are tender! I will thicken them."

"No problem." Teacher Huang ran and took the pills in two steps.

Lin Mo put the pot down and started to work. First put some peanut oil and saute the onion, ginger and garlic until fragrant. Then add half a spoonful of water, add some soy sauce and oil, then add salt and chicken powder to taste, and finally add some cornstarch to thicken it. alright.

"Miss Huang, have you fixed it?" Lin Mo turned around and asked.

"I've set the plate, just waiting for your juice." Teacher Huang handed over a plate of boiled meatballs, and Lin Mo poured the prepared sauce on top, and this stewed lion head dish was completed.

"Smells good!" Teacher He also came over and praised.

"Mr. He, your hairy crab should be ready!" Mr. Huang said with a smile.

In the past, no matter what kind of guests came, even if they could cook, they would not come in to help.Now when Lin Mo comes here, he kills chickens and cooks vegetables, that's great!
"I almost forgot!" Teacher He responded and ran to the stove he was in charge of.

"Xiaoxin, come and serve the food!" Mr. Huang glanced at Lin Xinxin, Xue Da, and the three who were standing next to him, swallowing their saliva.

"It's delicious in color, fragrance, and appetite!" Lin Xinxin walked up and picked up the braised lion's head and praised.

"Take it out quickly. Lin Mo and I will cook it together for half an hour and try to finish it." Teacher Huang said when he saw that the stove on Teacher He's side was also empty.

While brushing the pot, Lin Mo said, "Don't you need to watch that Buddha jumping over the wall?"

"No need, just simmer slowly." Teacher Huang said and started to work.

"Then will you fry my fried chicken?" Lin Mo asked again.

"Don't! I will be your assistant today and show you my face. We will divide the work and cooperate." A Braised Lion's Head Teacher Huang had a certain understanding of Lin Mo's cooking skills. Although his cooking skills were a little inferior to his own, he still It's also very good.

"That's fine, then I'll work harder, Mr. Huang, take a break too."

Half an hour later, with the cooperation of Lin Mo and Mr. Huang, all ten dishes were ready.

"Lin Mo, this is the happiest meal I've ever cooked." Teacher Huang said after turning off the fire on the stove.

"It's my honor to learn from Teacher Huang." Lin Mo laughed.

"Okay, let's go out quickly! They probably can't wait anymore!" Teacher Huang finished speaking and picked up the hand cloth to carry the Buddha Jumping Wall he made. Lin Mo hurriedly took the wet hand and preached: "Mr. Huang , let me do it! You go out first."

"Alright." Teacher Huang turned around without pretense, washed his hands and walked out of the kitchen. Lin Mo quickly picked up the big casserole and walked out of the kitchen.

"Lin Mo, we can't help but start eating if you're here or not! Did you cook all these dishes?" Ma Shichun asked, biting his chopsticks with the rice already on the table.

"The main dish is in my hands! If you eat first, I will eat the Buddha Jumping Wall prepared by Mr. Huang alone!" Lin Mo put the casserole in his hand in the middle of the table and laughed.

(End of this chapter)