Raiders mission is to breed to get rich

At the banquet, there were a lot of toasts and cups, and the back kitchen was also extremely lively.

No matter what thoughts the three inheritors have, they all have the same goal in presenting the most perfect banquet.

"Zi la——" the middle-aged man deftly threw the fresh and tender shrimp wrapped in beautiful thin dough into the fryer, and the aroma of grain and fresh seafood permeated the kitchen in an instant.The assistant who had already prepared the ingredients quickly fished out the shrimps that were already crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, poured them with clear honey mustard sauce, and a delicious western appetizer was ready.

As soon as the glamorous woman put on her overalls, she stopped looking at Sinan with any coquettish and provocative expressions, and concentrated on instructing her assistant to cook French-style pesto-flavored escargot.The clean snails are first marinated with the top red wine unique to Conti Manor, and then baked with pesto-flavored cream. It is especially suitable as a hot appetizer, and it is rich in flavor and refreshing when paired with cold salad.

More importantly, it once again highlighted the role of Conti red wine. It was a thoughtful advertisement, and the owner of the manor must like it very much.

The older man is the most relaxed among them, but it would be a big mistake to say that his work is not important.The two inheritors were in charge of all the banquet guidance, and the old man only needed to serve delicacies to the most important guests of the manor.

He took out a sharp knife and sliced ​​the fresh and tender half-faced red fish in front of him. Served with the sauce he made himself, the presentation was bright and the taste was light, but it could restore the most essential delicacy of this precious fish.

The inheritors showed their talents, their assistants and the chefs of the manor were also busy in various processes, and it seemed that the only idle person among them was even more leisurely——

Sinan brought a bottle of red wine from nowhere, opened it neatly, and leaned against the high cooking table, sipping it leisurely with one hand in his pocket.

The chefs who came and went looked at him strangely, not knowing what this idle guy was doing.And the middle-aged man who thought he knew a little about the truth, saw Sinan's appearance, and his expression was very contemptuous.

While directing his assistants and chefs around, he said pointedly: "There is no place for idlers in the kitchen. Young people, it's better to have a wink. Besides, even if you serve attentively, no one may be willing to patronize you." What about your business!"

The middle-aged man thinks that Sinan just sneaked in to seek cooperation, who would not enshrine him in the sky, light up cigarettes and flatter his horse after running, and serve him comfortably, so he is willing to give alms from the cracks of his fingers , make them happy.

Seeing Sinan like this now, I can't help but "teach him to be a man".

"Are you sure I can do it?" Sinan looked surprised.

He still remembered that Ferich didn't allow him to meddle in the kitchen.

"How can your hands be more precious than others?" The middle-aged man misunderstood what Sinan meant, and thought he was unwilling, so he gave him a contemptuous look.

Sinan nodded thoughtfully and put down his glass.

This is not something he asked to be involved in.

It was one of the current managers of the kitchen who had forced him to work.

The others didn't dare to speak, so they could only carefully attend to the work in hand, but their ears were pricked up, eavesdropping all the time.

Seeing Sinan put down the cup, some of them felt that it should be like this, while others couldn't help sighing.

A middle-aged man has some abilities, but he always shouts and shouts when he goes out, and he has to be surrounded by people to wait on him. This fact is really disgusting.

It seems that this young man has to rush to serve.

But unexpectedly, the reckless young man really reached out to help, but he turned around and got next to the old man who was concentrating on cutting fish.

Ok?

All of a sudden, sarcasm glances at the middle-aged man and disdainful Sinan eyes that turned the steering wheel and hugged his thighs flew all over the sky.

The middle-aged man was furious at Sinan's action.That's right, the three of them are indeed superior in technology, but no one has ever dared to say to their face that the way Sinan rushed to the old man's side like this was just deliberately slapping him in the face?

He opened his mouth to mock Sinan, but he heard Sinan's clear voice first: "Why did you discard this piece of meat?"

Sinan pointed to the half of the red fish with white streaks and said.

The middle-aged man shut up, and his eyes instantly became gloating.

He knew the old man's temper, he hated other people interrupting his work, he wanted to see how Sinan flattered the horse's legs.

"Sashimi shouldn't have fat." The old man raised his eyelids and glanced at Sinan, then concentrated on his work again, with a somewhat impatient tone, "If you want to help, go somewhere else, don't bother me."

Under the gaze of many complex eyes, Sinan was under pressure but not nervous, and even had the energy to look carefully at the piece of meat with pity—it was the big belly in the half-faced fish.

This is an interstellar mutant tuna,

Tuna is a kind of fatty fish. What you eat is the mellowness of the fat in the tuna meat. Therefore, the tuna in November is the thickest, the best in taste, and the price is also the highest in reality.

Too much pursuit of light food will make people prefer naked tuna with less fat distribution, but the position that can really highlight the characteristics of the fish should be the fat-rich middle and large belly, especially the belly belly.

"You should try this piece of meat." Sinan explained very seriously, "Don't dip it in any sauce, start eating from the leanest part, and eat this piece at the end, you will find that the taste is better than you imagined."

Hey!

The voices of all the chefs were a little quiet.

Where did this idiot come from?

How dare he command this Mr. Inheritor.

Facing Sinan's suggestion, the stubborn old man didn't listen, but waved his hand again and pushed him aside: "What should you do, don't delay my work."

Sinan touched his nose helplessly.

How is this different from what is written in the general plot?Shouldn't you immediately succumb to his wise advice?

He glanced at the discarded tuna belly with great regret, and comforted himself, it doesn't matter if others don't know the goods, cutie, I'll pack you up and take you away in a while.

In order to prevent Sinan from flirting with those distinguished inheritors again, the original chef arranged for him to allocate a stove with ingredients that he could take at will, and let him fiddle with it by himself.

"As long as you pretend you're busy, that gentleman won't make things difficult for you anymore." The chef said exactly what a middle-aged man said.

After doing all this, the chef felt that he could take care of Sinan enough, so he left him alone.

Sinan looked at the pots and pans at hand, and the vegetables and meat he used casually, and couldn't help but praise the enthusiastic chef and the middle-aged man who sent him to the stove in his heart.

Thanks to these two enthusiastic people who spared no effort to help.

He was thinking about doing something when he saw a waiter appear from the back kitchen, conveying the gratitude and praise from the noble gentlemen to the chefs.

"There is one more thing to bother you, gentlemen and ladies." The waiter said politely with a bit of enthusiasm, "Mr. Earl Eberron had a kidney-powered mechanical transplant operation not long ago, and he cannot eat foods with high fat content as prescribed by the doctor. But the old man can't stand the bland vegetarian dishes, so I would like to ask everyone to help me figure out something delicious, preferably without fat but with a strong meaty taste."

The waiter said in a cryptic tone that if the earl's wish could be fulfilled, the reward would of course be generous.

The chefs present made eye contact——

Understand, isn't it just a horse that can run without eating grass?

The middle-aged man frowned and thought for a long time, secretly cursing "Damn", he had to admit that he was very lacking in this aspect.

He is good at all kinds of frying methods and matching sauces, even the flexible mushrooms are fried or served with cream to make a thick soup, and the word "fat" cannot be escaped anyway.

Eberron is a well-known "heavy mouth" person who doesn't like bland diets. He thinks that his skills can match what he likes. Who would have thought that this guy just had an operation?

The middle-aged man couldn't think of a solution by himself, so he had to watch other people secretly with vigilance.

In his opinion, he can't get ahead, and it's best for everyone to return home without a feather.

The female chef put down the fresh foie gras she was preparing to process just now, feeling a little annoyed.Pan-fried foie gras is the finale of French cuisine, and it is also her family dish.

It's a pity, just from the fact that foie gras is also called "fat liver", it can be seen that the name is full of fat, and it is absolutely impossible to present it to Eberron.

Only the old man who was still concentrating on handling the fish was left.

Under the envious and expectant eyes of everyone, the old man slowly put down the knife in his hand, raised his head calmly and said:

"I do not know."

He lowered his head and murmured: "A craftsman is lucky enough to study one flavor thoroughly in his lifetime. My aim is to be light. I don't know other flavors, so I'm sorry I can't help you."

"Oh, you..." The middle-aged man heard him refuse so bluntly, envy and jealousy couldn't be more envious, and even more so, he wished he could rush forward, "You should try it before you talk!"

"I said it, it's not that I don't want to, it's that I don't understand." The old man's temper was still stinky and hard, "You have to try it yourself!"

The middle-aged man frowned and dropped the shovel in his hand.

Hmph, if I knew, I would have rushed up long ago, is it your turn? !

The waiter was stunned, and hurriedly added: "Think again, gentlemen, anyone of you can come up with a solution, this is the Earl of Eberron!"

Hey, who doesn't know the benefits of courting Eberron?

The more you emphasize this, the more painful it will be!

The face of the middle-aged man was already too uncomfortable to read.

It's too awful.

Under such stalemate and tension, a clear voice sounded: "Let me try."

Sinan wiped his hands calmly, threw a mushroom in his hand, and smiled.

The waiter was very pleasantly surprised, especially after knowing that this was also a "food consultant" invited by the manor: "Great, please come and try it, sir!"

"This..." The chefs all saw the young man's performance just now, a fool who only knows how to stand aside and taste wine, can this work?

The chef went up to explain, but it was too late, Sinan had already cut open the king oyster mushroom with a knife.

...Hey, don't say it, this posture is really professional.

But this still does not prevent the chef from covering his eyes in despair, not wanting to see a horrible failure for a while.

This is something that the three food inheritors can't do. What's so special about you, a small "inheritor of pig raising technology"?

Raising people is not like raising pigs!

The head chef yelled in confusion.

Sinan didn't care about the eyes and thoughts of these people. He concentrated on preparing the materials in his hand.

A vegetarian dish with a rich flavor like meat.

In Chinese food, there are many types of vegetarian dishes that imitate meat. It is said that they were invented by monks who eat vegetarian food in temples.It’s just that this statement is somewhat unreliable. You must know that ancient monks were not vegetarians. The specialty dish of Daxiangguo Temple in Song Dynasty was still roasted pig’s head.

But in any case, to make vegetarian food taste like meat, it is nothing more than texture and taste.The taste is adjusted by the heavy-flavored sauce. For the taste, choose more meat-like materials such as tofu, mushrooms, and winter melon.

Sinan quickly chose two kinds, one braised vegetarian lion head made of water chestnut tofu and winter melon, and one vegetarian pork siu mai made of king oyster mushroom and tofu.

The soft and tender tofu and winter melon have a fatty taste, and the elasticity of the king oyster mushrooms is similar to that of meat. Both dishes use soy sauce, and the taste is heavy and easy to cover, more like meat.

While thinking about it, his subordinates didn't stop, and Si Nan prepared two dishes like flowing water.

"This...isn't this really a beef ball?" After taking a bite of the lion's head made by Sinando, the waiter's eyes widened in surprise. The taste was eighty percent similar to the best beef ball he had ever eaten.Immediately, he put on a warm smile on his face, "This gentleman is indeed the gourmet consultant invited by our manor. He is really top-notch!"

He nodded approvingly at the chef, affirming the word "consultant" again in his heart.

Let's just say, there is only one advisor, and at first glance, he is more powerful than a successor with three, and it really is.

The chef was not in the mood to interact with the waiter at all, he was as shocked as the other chefs.

"Impossible, it's obviously made of wax gourd tofu." The middle-aged man pushed away the person next to him, moved up to pick up a piece of lion's head, put it directly in his mouth, and was also stunned.

If you don't taste it carefully, it is really similar to the taste of minced meatloaf.

Although it is only seven or eight, it is obviously enough for Earl Eberron who has not eaten meat for a while.

The waiter didn't dare to wait any longer, and immediately greeted someone to pick up the plated dishes, gave Sinan a flattering expression, and turned to ask the earl for credit.

Leaving the others in the kitchen, there was a brief silence.

The chefs looked at each other, and then there was a lively interactive voice:

"Let me try it."

"Don't squeeze, I'll come first, I'll take a bite first."

"Get out of the way, I'm the sous chef, I'll come first!"

……

Although the chef didn't see the horrible result, the contrast still broke his heart.

It turns out that raising pigs is really more demanding than raising people.

Of course, inheritors always have privileges, and they each have their own share to taste.

The woman stared silently at the lion's head in front of her, and suddenly discovered that the charming oriental dishes mentioned by her ancestors were far more than the old man's.

Experts are among the people!

And the old man...

Sinan turned his head to look for the stubborn old man in the crowd, and suddenly found that he was silently instructing his little assistant to pack the discarded piece of fish belly that Sinan just saw in a box.

Seen by Sinan, the old man coughed inadvertently, but immediately turned around and whispered: "Don't pretend, don't make your movements too obvious."

Cough, he has to go back and learn how to eat this piece of fatty fish.

Sinan lowered his head and smiled, and continued to tidy up indifferently.

But his look, which originally seemed to be a fool and a young man who is not doing his job well, has now become a symbol of genius taking weight lightly.

The chefs had to think from the bottom of their hearts about the aura of this mysterious young man——

Is there really something special about "pig raising technology"?

As soon as Sinan looked up, he saw the chef standing next to him with a troubled face, staring at him hesitantly.

He still remembered the help the chef gave him, and he rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "What's wrong, sir?"

"You..." The chef, who has always loved cooking, felt that it was a bit difficult to say at this moment, "Is your pig farm still recruiting people? Can you learn such good cooking skills after going there?"

Sinan: "..."

For this misunderstanding, he felt that he had to explain it well.