Gourmet: Gou Zai’s State Banquet Chef

Immediately, Lin Mo set the pot on edge.

After a while, the stove was burning very hot.

Lin Mo poured the washed rice into an iron pot and filled it with mineral water.

This scene happened to be seen by Song Qian, who secretly supervised the work.

"Did he cook with mineral water?!"

Song Qian was unexpected.

It seems.

The food in this store is expensive, which seems to make sense.

And cooking is done in a big iron pot.

Song Qian remembered that when she was a child, she went to eat at a relative's house in the countryside. They used a big iron pot to cook, and the food was delicious.

Full of firewood gas.

"Maybe today is really the right time?!"

Song Qian didn't hide, she walked to the door of the kitchen, but she was too sensible to go in.

After all, many chefs don't want their kitchens to be broken into by strangers.

"Little Boss, do you want to make fresh rice?"

"Correct."

"I didn't expect that there is an iron pot that is common in the countryside in your store. Well, it's very special and interesting."

"The rice cooked in an iron pot is actually the most delicious."

Song Qian nodded: "In fact, I don't like to eat outside, I'm afraid that the hygiene is not up to standard, but today your small shop really shines in my eyes, as long as it tastes good, I will definitely come here often in the future."

"Thank you lady boss for your visit."

was talking.

The store door was pushed open again.

"mom."

"Yingzi, you're here."

Song Qian hurried over.

Qiao Yingzi put down his heavy schoolbag: "Mom, why are you eating out today?"

Qiao Yingzi looked at the environment, and it seemed that it was really newly opened.

"I eat it at home every day, and I'm tired of eating it. Let's change the taste today. Hear it, is this braised pork delicious?"

Qiao Yingzi was still not very interested, and nodded in agreement: "Well, it's quite delicious, but if you change the taste, why don't we eat hot pot, the hot pot is so delicious."

"Spicy and hot things like hot pot, what's so delicious. It's better to eat stir-fried vegetables to be healthier."

"Okay. But I'm not hungry today. If you order less, I can't eat much, and... I don't want to eat stir-fried vegetables either."

Qiao Yingzi looked up at his mother.

This made Song Qian startled.

I always feel like my daughter has something to say...

Chapter 3 Mother and Daughter Crying Cryingly!reward strikes

In the kitchen, Lin Mo heard these words. ...

But secretly shook his head.

Song Qian's love is too suffocating, because of the traditional long-cherished wish of hoping for a son to become a dragon and a daughter to become a phoenix.

Song Qian has been putting double the pressure of studying on her daughter Qiao Yingzi.

As a result, Qiao Yingzi was under too much pressure and suffered from severe depression.

It's not that Qiao Yingzi doesn't like stir-fried vegetables.

It's Song Qian who doesn't like to be tied up with cooking.

However, in the original drama, Qiao Yingzi really loves hot pot. Every time he and his father Qiao Weidong go out to eat, they must order hot pot.

……

Do not participate in the conversation between mother and daughter.

Lin Mo concentrated on cooking for himself.

After putting the rice into the pot.

Lin Mo started making thousand-sheet tofu.

As a well-known home-cooked dish.

Thousand pages of tofu are loved by many people.

Lin Mo washed his hands, and immediately took out a box of thousand-sheet tofu.

Then take out the red pepper and cut it into strips.

Dao lights passed by like cold shadows.

The red pepper is evenly cut into strips, which looks very beautiful.

If there are other people around, they will definitely marvel at the knife skills of the state banquet chef, which really lives up to its reputation!

Then, Lin Mo sliced ​​the tofu evenly.

Remove two eggs.

Gently tap to separate the egg liquid.

Then throw the tofu into the bowl, moisten it with egg liquid, take it out and put it on another plate.

Next, the oil was heated up in the pan. After the oil was warmed up, Chiba tofu was poured in. After a while, the surface turned golden brown. Lin Mo turned it over and continued to fry.

The whole set of actions can be described as smooth and flowing, elegant and calm. When both sides of the tofu are golden brown, pour in the red pepper and stir-fry.

The scent wafted out immediately!

without any exaggeration.

Every link, Lin Mo's grasp of the heat, can be said to be subtle and wonderful.

……

the other side.

The aroma wafts into the dining room.

Qiao Yingzi was coping with her mother's daily cross-examination.

Suddenly, the nose sniffed.

The spirit is refreshing!

"smell good!"

She couldn't help swallowing, and looked towards the kitchen.

Seeing this, Song Qian chuckled: "I told you this store is good, but you still don't believe me."

Qiao Yingzi said weakly: "The fragrance returns to the fragrance, I don't know if it tastes good or not."

"Then you'll know if you try."

Just as he was talking, Lin Mo brought out the prepared Chiba Tofu.

"Please enjoy."

After speaking, Lin Mo went back to the kitchen and served a bowl of braised pork.

The braised pork is plump, and the wine sauce-colored soup is so thick that it covers the surface of the pork, which makes people appetite!

Lin Mo carefully stacked the meat piece by piece, and then wiped off the dripping soup from the edge of the plate with a paper towel to keep the plate clean.

The year-round culinary training has made Lin Mo pay attention to details to the point of instinct.

"The braised pork is here."

Put the braised pork on the table.

After a while, Qianye Tofu has already eaten half of it.

"How does it taste?" Seeing the two eating so quickly, Lin Mo smiled and asked aloud.

Song Qian looked at her daughter and said with a smile: "He also said that he is not interested in cooking, and eats faster than me."

After Qiao Yingzi was dismantled by his mother on the spot, his face was a little bit uneasy.

"No, I just ate a few pieces."

"Okay, okay, as long as you like it, come, try the roasted pork, this little boss's craftsmanship is really amazing!"

Song Qian couldn't help giving a thumbs up.

The thousand-sheet tofu just melted in the mouth, and the texture of each side was highly uniform.

Song Qian usually makes thousand-sheet tofu herself.

I have always thought that I am good at making thousand-page tofu, and I have been praised several times by my colleagues and friends.

But today after eating the thousand-sheet tofu made by Lin Mo.

Song Qian lamented that there are people beyond people, and mountains beyond mountains.

There is really someone who can make flowers out of a plain thousand-sheet tofu.

For a moment, Song Qian's curiosity about Lin Mo reached a whole new level.

It's unbelievable that such a young man has such superb craftsmanship.

The first time Qiao Yingzi saw the braised pork, he was completely attracted by its rich soup.

This bowl of braised pork gave her the feeling that she could only see it in food advertisements.

It's so appetizing!

Qiao Yingzi reached out his chopsticks almost subconsciously, picked up a piece, and put it in his mouth.

With the soup of braised pork, it descends on the land of taste buds.

Qiao Yingzi's eyes widened instantly.

That wisp of salty fragrance has just the right amount of sweetness.

Let Yingzi be captured by this braised pork in an instant.

Fat and not greasy!

The firmness of the lean meat is Q-bomb, assisted by the rich soup.

Almost instantly, every taste bud is activated!

Qiao Yingzi's heart beat faster!

good to eat!

Oh my God!

This braised pork dish is too delicious!

On the opposite side, Song Qian's expression was exactly the same!

tasty!

Excellent!

There is such a delicious braised pork in this world!

How on earth is this made!

At the same time as it is delicious, it does not feel that it is the chemical fragrance of too much seasoning.