Dress like a barren planet

Seeing Ye Huang who is so self-conscious, Ye Sheng felt proud and sad for a moment, the child is too sensible, there is no need for him to do anything more.

Soon, dozens of catties of fat were thrown into the pot. Ye Sheng took out his kitchen spoon and pulled the fat underneath to prevent the fat from sticking to the pot. Then just wait.

"You guys watch first, I'll go find someone." Then he said to Ye Huang: "Huang Huang, I'll go find Uncle Su, you watch the pot here, after ten minutes or so, use a spoon to turn over the meat, Don't let it stick to the pan.

By the way, when flipping, remember to stay away from the pot, don't be splashed by oil, it will hurt very much. "

Ye Huang nodded seriously, and by the way coquettishly: "I see, come back quickly, Shengsheng."

"it is good."

Then Ye Sheng left, he had to go to Qi Yuan to ask for some metal jars that can hold oil, other jars are too easy to leak, the metal ones will neither be scalded nor leak, the most important thing is that they are easy to clean , and the easiest to find.

Ye Huang sat in front of the cracked live broadcaster with his steamed bun face on his face, staring at the cooking pot without moving, but he was obedient and stayed two steps away from the pot, not daring to get too close.

It was almost ten o'clock now, the sun was hanging in the sky, and the scorching sun shone on the young Ye Huang, making the petite Ye Huang extremely pitiful.

[Oh, there are still not enough people, the child is so young, the sun is so hot, won't he suffer from heat stroke? 】

[The anchor is really cruel. If it was my child, I would be reluctant to let her bask in the sun like this. It's so pitiful. 】

[Yeah, I haven't made a cover for the sun, alas. 】

Ye Huang wiped the sweat from his forehead, the weather was already hot, and he was still squatting by the fire, which made it even hotter, but Sheng Sheng said he had to watch the pot and couldn't leave.

Ye Sheng walked to Qi Yuan's office smoothly and knocked on the door.

"Knock knock!"

"Please come in."

Ye Sheng pushed the door open and entered. Inside, Qi Yuan was sitting at the desk with no expression on his face, processing documents. Seeing Ye Sheng coming in, he asked without raising his head: "What's the matter?"

"Oh, I need something and wanted to ask if you have any."

Seeing that the other party's hand didn't stop, obviously doing something serious, Ye Sheng didn't tactfully, and said directly.

After solving the most urgent matter, Qi Yuan stopped, squeezed his brows, and said wearily: "Say, what is it?"

"I need something that will seal the water, something bigger."

The more than [-] catties of fat meat will probably weigh tens of catties after being boiled, so it has to be packed and stored in a special place.

"Yes, wait."

Qi Yuan dialed the adjutant's communication, and asked him to bring his things after he finished his request.

"You sit."

Pointing to the sofa at one side, he said calmly.

Ye Sheng was not polite, he found a place and sat down, waiting for what he needed.

When Philip received the news, he was in a daze. Since Adjutant Song took over most of his work, he seldom received communications from the boss himself.

Quickly tidied up his clothes and went to the warehouse to get the things he needed. Thinking of the look in his eyes that wanted them immediately, Philip hurriedly took a few more and put them into the space twister, and then rushed to the office within a very short time.

"Boss, what you want."

Philip saluted Qi Yuan and took out the things.

"give him."

Ye Sheng got up with a smile and came over to take the things, looked at them, and was generally satisfied.

For this speed, Ye Sheng was convinced, and got the things in less than 10 minutes.

After getting the things, Ye Sheng didn't stay here to get in the way, and was about to leave.

Philip looked at Ye Sheng curiously, but Ye Sheng didn't care.

"and many more."

Qi Yuan raised his head from the document and called Ye Sheng to stop.

Ye Sheng turned around: "?"

Qi Yuan coughed lightly in a disguised way: "Cough, lunch..."

Ye Sheng waved his hand boldly: "It's done, don't worry."

"Ah."

As soon as Ye Sheng left, Qi Yuan continued to fall into the sea of ​​documents, and Philip, who was regarded as a transparent person standing beside him, didn't know what to say, and didn't dare to leave without permission, so he could only stand aside and continue to be an invisible person, and by the way, yy in his heart The relationship between Ye Sheng and Qi Yuan.

"You have been transferred back, Adjutant Song is temporarily busy."

"Yes."

"It's alright, you go out."

"Yes."

There were no accidents. The moment Philip received the communication, Philip knew he was going to be transferred back.

Sure enough.

When Philip returned to his position, other people came over and asked him where he was going curiously. Philip said blankly that he had been transferred back.

At first, those who laughed at him as a person who could be thrown away at any time, now they are silent and dare not mess with his personal adjutant.

When Ye Sheng came back with his things, he saw Ye Huang who was tiptoeing hard to turn over the meat, and felt a little guilty in his heart.

Stepping forward quickly, he took the spoon from Ye Huang's hand, and gently pushed Ye Huang aside: "Go and play, brother is back."

Ye Huang sat back on the chair obediently, and said crisply: "Brother, what are you doing?"

"My brother is going to get something that can hold oil."

"Oh."

[The anchor is back!Very good! 】

[If the anchor doesn't come back, I'm worried that someone kidnapped you! 】

【Finally, I don’t have to worry about the kids anymore, hoo~ (relaxed.jpg)】

"You're worried."

Ye Sheng took out salt and sprinkled some oil into the oil, then turned it over with a spoon.

[Salt is sprinkled, is this edible? 】

[I don't know, but it looks very greasy, can this be eaten? 】

[It's greasy, it's weird. 】

"This is boiled oil. Put some oil before frying to prevent sticking to the pan, making the stir-fried dishes more fragrant and delicious." Ye Sheng explained, "But you can't eat it yet, don't look at it smells delicious , but the oil is not tasty at all, it is greasy and has no other taste."

【I see. 】

[Anchor, you are late, I have already drunk. 】

[Respect you are a man, tell me quickly, how do you feel? 】

【Well, I feel like I don't belong to me anymore. My tongue hurts so much that I can't feel it. My mouth may be swollen! ! 】

[What about the taste?Is it the same as the host said? 】

[Same, even more greasy than what the anchor said! 】

[Why are you still offline?It can also type, which proves that it is not that exaggerated. 】

[You'll know if you try it yourself, um, I'm talking to you with a star network warning. 】

Ye Sheng didn't expect that there is really someone who is not afraid of death. He said at the beginning that this is oil and cannot be drunk, and meat cannot be eaten for the time being. What do these people think?

"You guys, be careful, this is not for drinking directly."

Ye Sheng shook his head and sighed, there was nothing he could do about this group of mischievous interstellar people. Fortunately, this was a 7D hologram, not reality, otherwise he would have to throw away the oil that had been touched like this.

Ye Huang twitched his little nose, and became interested in this oil, it smells so good!

Ye Sheng couldn't laugh or cry when he saw that, he raised his hand and scratched her small nose which was constantly approaching the oil pan: "This is not drinkable, it tastes bad, it's still hot, it will burn your tongue, after burning your tongue, other delicious food You won’t be able to taste it.”

As soon as he heard that he would lose his sense of taste, Ye Huang was discouraged, not daring to smell the alluring smell of oil again.

"But, it smells so good."

Ye Huang turned around aggrieved, trying not to look at the oil pan exuding a strong meaty smell, and his mouth was constantly drooling.

"Of course it's delicious, otherwise how can I add fragrance to other foods? But it just smells delicious, but it doesn't taste like this." Ye Sheng continued to turn over the meat, pressing the fat with a spoon to squeeze out as much oil as possible Come out and let the fatty meat be fried crispy and crispy.

You can't use high fire to boil oil, it will be mushy, so you can only boil it slowly over medium heat.

Just like that, the viewers in the live broadcast room were forced to smell the smell of meat that tasted completely different from the taste for an hour, their mouths trembling, but there was nothing they could do about the lard.

Ye Sheng pressed the crispy and crispy lard residue with a vegetable spoon, and when he saw that it was almost done, he used a vegetable spoon to fish out the oil residue, squeezed out the excess oil on the wall of the pot before removing it, and then put it in the basin inside.

Fished out most of the pot of oil residue, sprinkled it with cumin powder, turned the pot so that the oil residue was covered with cumin, Ye Sheng put the pot in front of the shining-eyed Ye Huang, and said softly: "Eat. "

"Uh-huh!"

Ye Huang picked up the chopsticks and first picked a piece for Ye Sheng, watched Ye Sheng eat it, then took a small bowl and took a piece for himself, savoring the completely different taste carefully.

Children have absolutely no resistance to cumin, and Ye Huang is no exception. Although the oil residue just out of the pan is very hot, and some undrained oil and water will burst out after biting, it does not hinder Ye Huang's eating speed .

Ye Sheng took out another pot, sprinkled it with cumin, and put it aside to dry.

Ye Huang smacked the delicious food, and the audience in the live broadcast room heard the crunchy sound, and one by one wished to crawl directly along the network to snatch the food from Ye Huang.

[Anchor, what about us, what about us! ! 】

[What about us?This taste, I think I can! 】

[I agreed to lose weight, but I saw this!Woohoo, meat can't live without me, I can't lose weight! 】

"Don't worry, don't worry, yours is still in the pot. Let's draw a lottery first. This time we won't draw green plants. Give this." Ye Sheng took out another pot, sprinkled cumin and mixed it evenly as usual, and signaled to everyone one time.

[Okay, okay, anchor, you can say whatever you want, as long as there is meat, I don't care about anything! 】

[My saliva is out of my control! 】

[Mom asked me why I was drooling on my knees! 】

Ye Sheng selected ten lucky viewers, then wrapped a handful of oil residue with the special paper provided by the live broadcast system, stuffed it into a box and mailed it out.

After sending them all out, he said to everyone: "This is oil residue food, which is not easy to preserve. Please eat it as soon as possible. Reheating will affect the taste. It is best to eat it while it is hot."

The channel of the system is different from others, no matter where it is, it only takes 10 minutes to send it out.

Just enough for the oil residue to turn from scalding to residual temperature, and the box is able to block some heat loss.

"So today..."

Just as Ye Sheng was about to finish, he was interrupted by enthusiastic viewers in the live broadcast room.

[No, no, anchor, let's not close the broadcast! 】

[Yes, yes, we don't do that kind of thing! 】

[Anchor, just turn it on, and I'll watch you eat live! 】

[Without the anchor, I can't even eat. 】

"Okay, since you say so, I'll turn it on for a while, just when the oil is ready, use it to stir-fry with the oil residue."

Ye Sheng skillfully picked up a small piece of oil residue and threw it into his mouth, enduring the high temperature, bit it down in one bite, it was full of milk juice, and the scalding hot oil swept Ye Sheng's mouth and taste with the smell of cumin.

For the first time, Ye Sheng had the feeling of eating oil residue for the first time in the orphanage. At that time, the oil residue was not put in anything but salt, but there were so many people, the orphanage had limited meat, even the oil with only salt Slag is also delicious.