There Is Chef Yu In The Entertainment Circle

The poor production crew only had one camera, and it was impossible to divide them into two groups, AB and AB. After Yu Siyang finished filming the scenes in the film and television city, he got two days off for no reason. After resting, he went to the location with the crew.

It just so happened that it was the weekend again, and the little fat man who was in kindergarten didn't have to go, so Xue Chengxiu put his work back and made time to spend time with the family's elder and younger children on vacation.

Dad and elder brother were playing with him at home, but little Xue Yunmu was very happy.

"Brother, would you like to have a picnic?" Xue Yunmu hugged Yu Siyang's leg, his round eyes widened, and his hopeful little expression was very cute.

Yu Siyang squatted down and looked at the little guy at the same level, "Mumu wants to go to a picnic?"

"Well, Meimei's parents took her to a picnic." Xue Yunmu made a big circle with her short arms, "There are so many delicious things."

Yu Siyang: "..."

So, you actually want to eat a lot of delicious food, and the picnic is just an excuse.

"Are you okay, brother?" The little fat man stretched out his arms to hug Brother Yangyang's neck, and rubbed his cheek against his brother's cheek.

Yu Siyang really couldn't bear to refuse Mumu's cuteness, but today's weather looks gloomy and cold, so why not go out for a picnic and drink a lot of northwest wind? !

Yu Siyang quickly took out the freshly steamed buns to divert Xue Yunmu's attention.

"Piggy buns, piggy buns." Xue Yunmu immediately cheered when he saw the buns in his brother's hand, jumping up and down to eat.

The buns made in the shape of a fat pig have always been very popular with little ones. The buns are filled with light milky custard fillings, and some chopped walnuts are mixed in the stuffing. The bun skin is not like soup dumplings. The steamed buns are so thin, and the slightly thick bun skin is fully fermented. After steaming, the steamed buns are white and soft, and the buns look like clouds. Bite down the skin of the bun, the aroma occupies every taste bud, it is soft and sweet, after swallowing it, and then exhale, you can still smell the sweet fragrance of the bun.

Yu Siyang broke a pig bag into two halves, let it cool down a bit, gave half of it to Xue Yunmu, and held the other half in his hand, planning to give it to the little guy after he finished eating the half in his hand.

The little guy "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhssesses" , bit half, chewed with his mouth closed, his round eyes smiled into a crescent moon, he ate what was in his hand in two bites, and then looked at what was in Yu Siyang's hand eagerly.

Yu Siyang immediately gave him the other half in his hand, and after the little guy got it, he gave his brother a "squeak" on his face, and opened his mouth wide to eat.

"Both of you, start eating in the kitchen." Xue Chengxiu came to make tea at the bar in the restaurant, took a look into the kitchen, and saw the family members eating steamed stuffed buns in the kitchen.

"Father," Xue Yunmu happily ran over with a piggy bag in his hand, "How about going for a picnic?"

Yu Siyang has a black hair, the little guy is still thinking about the picnic, and even the piggy bag can't divert his attention, how obsessive this is.

"Going to have a picnic?" Xue Chengxiu pretended to think about it, and then said: "Mumu gave Dad a bite of the bun in his hand, and Dad promised Mumu to go to the picnic."

Xue Yunmu looked at the half pig bag in his hand, thought for a while, then raised his short arms, with a generous look, "Dad, I can only take one bite."

Xue Chengxiu squatted down, opened his mouth, and bit off half of the bun in the little guy's hand in one bite.

Xue Yunmu blinked his eyes, retracted his raised arm, opened his short fat fingers, and the bun in his hand was gone, the little guy looked puzzled, so it seemed that he didn't expect that his father's mouthful would take away all the buns After eating it, she pouted her mouth aggrievedly, threw herself into Dad's arms, and complained, "Daddy is bad."

The bad father picked up the fat son in his arms and teased him: "Dad is bad, do you want to have a picnic with Mumu?"

"Yes, yes." Xue Yunmu kicked her legs vigorously in her father's arms, expressing her urgency.

Xue Chengxiu smiled and said, "But what Dad says doesn't count."

Xue Yunmu was stunned.

Mingming's father said that if you give him the pig bag to eat, he can go on a picnic, why did he say that it doesn't count?

Seeing that his son was so wronged that he was about to cry, Xue Chengxiu hurriedly said: "Your brother Yangyang has the final say, and brother Yangyang can cook you picnic food."

It's not that Xue Chengxiu didn't try to cook by himself, he can be regarded as an old man, he can know all the signature dishes of various restaurants, snacks from all over the world, and deeply hidden private dishes, but he is handicapped in cooking.

He strictly followed the steps taught in the recipe, and the weight of each ingredient was accurately weighed with a scale, but the dishes he made were really dark. His son put a chopstick in his mouth, and immediately said, "Bah, bah, bah, bah." "Spit it out, and drank water fiercely to wash away the strange taste in your mouth.

Yu Siyang didn't dare to let him come to help in the kitchen. Ever since we made flower donuts together in the club, Mr. Xue has been very keen to come to the kitchen... It's not helpful, and Yu Siyang would be grateful if he didn't appreciate it. After Mr. Xue came to help with the four dishes and one soup, he couldn't finish it for two hours.

The little fat man wants to go to a picnic, but it's useless to find his father, he has to find the chef brother at home.

If his son wants to eat dark food, he can satisfy it.

"Brother..." Xue Yunmu pouted and looked at Yu Siyang, looking pitiful, as if he was about to cry in the next second.

Yu Siyang looked at Xue Chengxiu and asked, "The weather is bad today, so it's not suitable for a picnic."

"It's okay," Xue Chengxiu said with a smile: "There is a glass greenhouse at the back, just remove the flowers in it and make a piece of grass."

Yu Siyang followed Xue Chengxiu to look at the glass greenhouse behind, and then fell silent.

It's such a troublesome thing to have a picnic, Mr. Xue, you really dote on your son too much.

Now that he had happily decided to have a picnic in the glass greenhouse, Yu Siyang went back to the kitchen to prepare picnic dishes with Aunt Wang. Xue Chengxiu took his son and the villa's bodyguard driver together to remove the flowers in the greenhouse first.

"Xiao Yu, what is this black stick with such a long length?" Aunt Wang asked puzzled when she saw that she took out a small bag of black sticks from the cupboard.

"This is carved wild rice, also called wild rice. The rice cooked with this is fragrant and smooth, and delicious." Yu Siyang said while washing the wild rice: "If the stems of wild wild rice are invaded by fungus smut, it will Can’t bear wild rice anymore, that stem is wild rice stem.”

Aunt Wang took out a piece of wild rice from the pot and asked in surprise, "Is this wild rice?"

"This is the fruit, and the wild rice is the one that doesn't bear fruit." Yu Siyang said with a smile: "There is a poem called 'Hua Yi Carved Wild Rice Rice, Fragrant Brocade Soup', it's a pity that there are no civil servant flowers at home, otherwise we can also be arty .”

Aunt Wang laughed so much that she almost washed the chicken out of the sink.

After Yu Siyang finished cooking, everyone brought the dishes to the greenhouse.

The flowers in the greenhouse were moved out, a large picnic cloth was spread on the grass, and many futons were placed around the picnic cloth for people to sit on. Everyone in the villa was touched by Mumu, and there were seven people sitting around Picnic on the grass in the conservatory.

Xue Yunmu was the most excited, clapping his hands, jumping and shouting, "Take a picture, take a picture, I want to show it to Meimei."

Yu Siyang flicked the little guy's forehead lightly, took out his mobile phone and "clicked" to take several pictures, after confirming that there was nothing else in the picture except the dishes, he quickly posted a Weibo, and then put the mobile phone away You are in the pocket of your clothes, and you don't care how the comments on Weibo explode.

Aunt Wang took the lead in serving everyone a bowl of carved wild rice. Cooked wild rice is not as fluffy as ordinary rice, and the aroma is also different from rice. It is a slightly watery fragrance. In the mouth, it is slightly sweet, because it is rich in oil, it is really fragrant and slippery, and it is full of fragrance.

"This meal is delicious." Aunt Wang was full of praise.

Lao Lin aimed at a plate of golden chicken on the picnic cloth.

After the whole chicken is depilated and washed, cook it with sesame oil, salt, and water. When it is five-five years old, add green onions and peppers. The original juice of the chicken can also be left to stir-fry other dishes.

Since there are not many condiments, the taste of the chicken depends entirely on the mastery of the heat. The original taste, the chicken is cooked fresh and tender, and when eaten in the mouth, except for the faint sesame aroma of the sesame oil, it is all the fresh fragrance of the chicken itself, chewing At the same time, the juice of the chicken is squeezed out from the meat with every chewing, infiltrating the taste buds, and the more you chew, the more fragrant it will be.

After Lao Lin ate a few pieces of golden chicken, he turned his attention to the oriental stew next to the golden chicken.

The sausage stew is made with the original chicken soup left over from the golden chicken. The small mushrooms are cut into flowers, the carrots and winter bamboo shoots are changed into oval shapes, the white fungus is soaked, and the black fungus is simmered in chicken broth, and then cooked in Put the white fungus on the plate into a flower shape, put the white fungus in the middle, steam it thoroughly, add pepper, scallop juice, sugar, water starch, ginger juice to the previous chicken soup, make a thick soup, and finally pour it on the "flowers" .

The biggest feature of this dish is its freshness, especially the black fungus, which tastes extremely delicious. It is simmered in chicken soup, which enhances its own umami taste to the extreme. The taste of each raw material is different, and the thick soup is The soup is delicious and thick. Different raw materials are paired with thick soup, and the tastes are also different. The only thing in common is that it is delicious and fragrant.

Compared with the golden chicken, Lao Lin liked this caraway stew better, and couldn't stop eating it.

After winter, the weather in Yunzhong City became more and more gloomy day by day. The dark clouds made the sky look very low. The cold wind kept blowing, but the rain never stopped.

The six adults in the greenhouse ate with satisfaction, looked up at the sky through the glass, and muttered, "I don't know when it will rain today."

The two bodyguards were still a bit cautious about eating. Lao Lin and Aunt Wang followed Xue Chengxiu from the imperial capital to Yunzhong City, and almost watched him grow up. Both of them had a kind of love for Xue Chengxiu like a child, and the same for Yu Siyang. Distressed, but not at all restrained.

Lao Lin complained about Aunt Wang while eating, "Old Wang, look at Xiaoyu, this is called craftsmanship. You have been cooking for decades, and the taste will always remain the same. It means that the husband bears the humiliation and does not despise your craftsmanship."

"You are Lao Wang, and your whole family is Lao Wang." Aunt Wang was furious, snatched the shrimps from Lao Lin's bowl, and complained back, "No matter how poor my craftsmanship is, it is better than your and your wife's craftsmanship. What do you do? What is it? Cook in the dark!"

Xue Chengxiu, the creator of True Dark Cuisine, moved away silently, away from the two who "focused on hurting each other for 30 years".

It was not the first time that Yu Siyang saw Uncle Lin and Aunt Wang complaining about each other. He was a little surprised at the first time, but now he is very calm helping Mumu peel the shrimp.

Xue Chengxiu stared at the shrimp being peeled in Yu Siyang's hand, and when the shell was peeled off, he immediately lowered his head and swallowed the shrimp.

Yu Siyang: "..."

Xue Yunmu, who opened his mouth wide and waited to eat the prawns, was stunned, looking at the little prawn tails held in Brother Yang Yang's hand, his eyes were round and his mouth was round, wondering why the prawns that had been peeled had disappeared .

"Mr. Xue, grab your son's food, is it delicious?"

Xue Chengxiu nodded, with a very thick skin, "Of course the ones I snatched are delicious."

The little fat man finally understood that his shrimp was snatched away by his father, and immediately jumped up unhappy, "Daddy is bad, dad is bad."

The bad father suppressed a smile, and said to Yu Siyang: "Look at Mumu jumping around, and the little fat on her stomach is also shaking, isn't it very cute?"

Yu Siyang was speechless, he was a very serious man on weekdays, why did he like to tease his son so much.

However, the little fat man's stomach is shaking non-stop when he bounces around like this, um... very cute.