Aspiring Food Supplier

"Well, because these dishes are not easy to cool, or it's okay if they are cold." Ling Rui nodded and replied.

Sun Honglei: ...

"The water starch has settled, so you can make pot-wrapped meat first, then sauerkraut ribs, then three cups of chicken, stewed meat sauce... flavored shrimp, and spicy fried clams," Ling Rui exhaled, "Just some waste Dish of time."

The man helped a few people, especially Sun Honglei, slightly embarrassed, indeed a little embarrassed, "Actually, we don't have to make it all today. It is serious if everyone can eat it quickly."

Ling Rui looked at Huang Lei and saw Huang Lei nodding his head, "Okay, the sauerkraut stewed short ribs and three cups of chicken will be saved for tomorrow's noon or evening. For the stewed pork rice, make noodles with stewed meat sauce tomorrow morning, and put the pot in a while." Wrapped meat, spicy fried clams and flavored shrimp are done, and some vegetables, with a plate of our pickled radishes, can be eaten."

"Great." Peng Peng rejoiced, otherwise, waiting for the delicious food would be too painful.

There are also people in the program team who are happy.

The lid of the pot was finally put aside by Ling Rui, and then Ling Rui took two large bowls and began to fill the pot with pork stewed vermicelli.

The pork belly is already soft and rotten, and the vermicelli is smooth.

Use a large colander.

"It's finally done!" Sun Honglei rubbed his hands, still very excited, hungry!

"It smells so good!" Little Pig clutched his stomach, "It looks delicious!"

"It tastes good." Huang Yan said calmly while swallowing, "It's really good."

"Then, when can we eat?" Zhang Yixing asked soulfully.

other people:……

"Look at this poor boy." He Jiong was helpless, but in fact he was also very greedy, "Let's share a bowl with each other first, I think everyone is hungry too."

Huang Lei nodded, "There is no reason to let the guests go hungry."

After speaking, he stood up, took the bowl from the cupboard, and then took the chopsticks, ready to share a bowl with everyone.

Seeing this, Wang Rui first patted silently, and then looked at Chen Kezhou.

With a wave of Chen Kezhou's hand, someone came out and took away their share of pork stewed vermicelli.

Wang Xun opened his mouth wide when he saw it, "Do you usually eat like this? The program group eats before you?"

"Yeah." Huang Lei nodded, divided the dishes, one bowl for each person, and then filled a bowl for Ling Rui, "Xiao Rui, I'll put yours here, remember to eat."

Ling Rui nodded. At this time, the pot had been washed, and the oil was heated in the pot, and the tenderloin coated with water starch was added.

"Fuck!"

"Eat my god!" Zhang Yixing opened his eyes wide and exhaled continuously, because it was a bit hot.

"Yeah." Little Pig nodded frantically.

As for Sun Honglei, his eyes turned red as he ate and ate. He who always regarded himself as a tough guy actually turned red.

Naturally, Ling Rui didn't notice this, but continued to concentrate on frying the pot of meat, and when he turned his head, he saw Sun Honglei's red eyes, his brows were slightly frowned, and he thought of the evaluation: a large bowl of delicious food is not good Pork stewed vermicelli with artistic conception.

The word Dengtang appeared in the evaluation for the first time, which also made Ling Rui understand that there are various evaluation levels behind the artistic conception.I have cooked all kinds of dishes before, and then there are all kinds of evaluations, such as average, good, and bad.

After a systematic explanation, Ling Rui also knew that going to the hall was a higher evaluation than Quan.

When making this vermicelli just now, Ling Rui felt that what he made should be very ordinary.

But I don't know why, the evaluation of Yijing is so high.

Originally, being complete in five dimensions was the most basic way for Ling Rui to master a recipe. He never expected that the requirements of the system would be so high.

You know, just the high-level cooking skills and ingredients are already something that everyone can't forget.

More advanced ones should be able to greatly draw people's emotions.

The previous ones were all subtle traction emotions.

Huang Wei, Wang Xun, He Jiong and Huang Lei also had red eyes.

While eating, Peng Peng suddenly sobbed, "Brother Rui, it's so delicious, what should I do if I can't eat it in the future?"

"Me too." Zifeng's voice was crying.

Zhang Yixing and Xiaozhu are already hugging each other's heads.

Ling Rui: ...is it so powerful?

"But, why do people cry?" Ling Rui smelled the system.

"Not crying, but moving."

"I'm so touched!" Xiaozhu said, "I'm so touched! I didn't expect such delicious food in the world! Ling Rui! I've decided!"

Ling Rui: ...

"I will follow you from now on!"

The older ones had red eyes, and the crying of the guests stunned the program crew even more.

Ling Rui sighed slightly, took out the fried meat in the pot, then left some oil in the bottom of the pot, added shredded ginger and shredded carrots and stir-fried, then added the fished out sliced ​​meat, and then poured in the filled sauce.

The sweet and sour taste floated in the air all at once.

The person who was crying also stopped crying, and instead stared frantically at the dishes in the pot.

Chapter 115 114. Dinner in Progress

Pork in a pot is a traditional Northeastern dish, and the sweet and sour taste makes everyone want to stop.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Ling Rui knew that the effect was good.

It's just that Ling Rui still doesn't know how the power of artistic conception is attached to food and draws people's emotions, even though he has cooked many times.

But this does not affect him to continue to cook, walking alone, although he has the experience notes of his predecessors, but there are only a few descriptions of the artistic conception.

The meat was wrapped in a pot. After the sauce was evenly applied, Ling Rui scooped it out of the pot and divided it into two plates.

The sliced ​​meat with an orange-red coat exudes a heart-stopping aroma under the light.

"Crack." A bowl covered the plate.

"Crack." Another bowl, covering the second plate.

Others: ... Didn't you see our resentful eyes?