Cooking

As soon as Buroni entered the house, he smelled a strange smell coming from the direction of the kitchen. He walked over suspiciously, but his father in an apron was nervously staring at the water pot, stirring it with chopsticks from time to time.

"Dad?" This scene was really funny, Brony reluctantly took off his coat and pulled an apron around his neck, "You haven't eaten yet? Let me do it."

Seeing his son appearing, he shouted happily as if he had been rescued, "My dear son, hurry up! The batter is gone!" The image of the personable patriarch and this hungry man did not match at all.Without waiting for his son to answer, he immediately dropped the chopsticks in his hand, ignored the fire and ignored the pot, just sat down on the high chair next to him and sighed.

Buroni resignedly turned off the fire. Very good. Today’s noodles were obviously soaked in low heat, and they sank to the bottom of the pot in a messy mess. Too much water was added, so it must have been used for a long time. Weird seasoning.

This is the boss-level culinary skills of the famous Bu family official cuisine...

No matter how much you cherish the food, these noodles will definitely not be eaten by stray dogs on the street. With a sense of guilt, he dumped the noodles into the trash can and opened the refrigerator to find fresh ingredients. Buroni pretended to be clear and said, " Dad didn't eat before drinking at night? Watch your stomach! Let me make a simple soup."

"Hey, my son is the most reliable," Step's dad said with a sneer, "School is very busy today? I came back so late, have you eaten?"

"I ate some casually at school, and went to another college to listen to a report on Buddhist etiquette, which was very interesting." Buroni quickly washed a handful of bean sprouts, and opened a can of corn and a bag of bamboo shoots.

Throw the toast into the bread machine and set the time.

Change to a slightly deeper pan, pour a small amount of sunflower oil, use a round spoon to dig out the boxed tofu, put it in the slightly hot oil and fry it slowly on a low heat. When the skin turns slightly yellow, grab a handful of dried shrimps , Pour boiling water, cook the bamboo shoots and corn in the pot first, season with simple salt and pepper, and finally throw the bean sprouts into the pot and turn off the heat as soon as the chopsticks are dipped, and put the pot on the table.At this moment, the bread machine just dinged.

Browned and crispy bread slices, almost no oil pearls. In the light white soup, there are yellow tofu cubes, green bean sprouts, golden corn kernels, white bamboo shoots, and a few lively light red shrimps floating in it, which is fragrant. .

Passing the spoon directly to his father, Buroni also sat down and took out a glass and poured half a glass of red wine.

Bu Wei, who is always dignified and elegant in front of outsiders, picked up a spoon and took a big gulp directly. The hot soup contained a warm aroma, which deeply comforted the tired body all day.

The Bu family even spares no expense in soaking shark’s fin with local chicken, fat duck, scallops and ham to hang overnight soup. How can they use chicken tender meat powder canned soup base and other condiments full of additives and preservatives in their kitchen, and of course ham sausage luncheon meat curry cubes There are no instant foods such as bagged meatballs, instant noodles, quick-frozen dumplings.

The soup made by Buroni is extremely simple, and the umami flavor of the shrimp skin burst out instantly with hot oil, which is fresh and healthy thanks to the taste of the vegetables themselves.

"Eat some bread first, what if you don't eat the staple food? If you don't have starch, you will have low blood sugar." Pushing the plate containing the bread slices, Buroni sipped the red wine, and used the other spoon to grab the tofu in the pot to eat .

"Your mother will definitely faint when she sees you eating the red wine she brought back from home with tofu!" Bu's father stopped his son's spoon righteously, "Hey, go find cheese to drink with yourself, I remember And cashews and almonds."

"Father is too much, eating dried fruit at night will make you fat!" Kuai put down the spoon and watched his father gorging on food without food, Buroni slandered in his heart, how can such a father completely treat his son as a cook Ah ==

"Isn't Mom back from the hospital yet?" Well, go get some cheese.

"Today is not the hospital. The French consulate invited her to a banquet." After drinking a stomach full of hot soup, he felt as if he was alive again, and Bu's father slowed down in satisfaction, "She took Ronning to eat well, no matter what we Poor father and son."

Ronning is the 8-year-old younger brother of Ronnie, who is only in the sixth grade.

"Daddy can go to the kitchen and come back after cooking." The wine is good, let's have some more.

"I went to the Department of Health today, but I didn't go to the store. When I came back, I was stuck in traffic and had nothing to eat." Bu's father, who was biting into a piece of bread, suddenly thought, "I've eaten this toast, what should I eat tomorrow morning?"

He fell heavily on the back of the chair, and Buroni was speechless. After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "What porridge do you want, I'll make it."

Smiling like an old fox, Bu's father squinted his eyes and said happily, "My son is also working hard, so let's make peanut and red date porridge, men need to replenish their energy~"

"If you want to eat peanuts, you don't have eggs," Buroni nodded. "Dad should pay attention to cholesterol and blood lipids at this age."

Don't look at Bu's father, who is tall and tall, and his body is a role model for middle-aged people, but his stomach has been bad since he was a child. It's not easy, it's hard to get back with a sweet wife, who can only make desserts, and after returning to China, she can only eat delicious food in the hands of Chef Lu, so since the birth of the eldest son, Bu Wei has made up his mind to put his growth stage on the stage. in the kitchen.

It's a beautiful name, the Bu family depends on you to inherit, you must have enough strength!

As a result... Young Master Bu, who looks aristocratic and looks aristocratic, is actually very good at cooking, especially home-cooked dishes that are light and nourishing for the stomach.

It's the third cup, and if I drink more, my mother will find out... Bu Langni looked at the bottle hesitantly and reluctantly, and Dad Bu handed the bottle to him with a smile, "Only one more glass."

"Uncle Zhong was so mysterious a few days ago, what exactly did he invite?" Sipping the aged red wine that almost smelled like iron, Buroni half-closed his eyes intoxicated.

"That Mr. Gao is the head of the Department of Health. He is the one who asked me to go today. I have seen him before. He is a very low-key official." Bu's father said lightly, "The previous punishment was also given by him, although it was too severe. , we are indeed to blame. Today he told me that the Department of Health has made a new review plan for this incident and is discussing it. The food safety requirements will be stricter in the future. Since our Bujia is a representative of high-end restaurants , it is natural to set an example.”

"Oh, this wine is so delicious, why don't mom bring some more~"

"There is also Mr. Xu, an overseas Chinese, tsk tsk, the real rich man has opened several very good Chinese restaurants in North America. Lao Zhong told him that he came to suppress him, and let him see how authentic official dishes can be. , it will be very useful to the Bu family in the future."

"Dad, I'm going to take a shower and go to bed. You should go to bed early too... There is class tomorrow."

"Professor Lezheng of your school is at home, hello," watching his son staggeringly got up and walked towards the door, stepping up his father with black lines, "Now we are discussing the family business! You, the heir, don't look uninterested !"

"That's my father's business. The master said that I don't care about the business until I'm a teacher..." Opened his mouth and let out a long yawn, Buroni counterattacked nonchalantly, "You have been the heir and the boss until now, not even noodles They won't come down either."

Completely defeated... Eat people's soft mouth...

Bu's father sorted out his collapsed expression, "By the way, I heard that your friend A Rong made the fried wontons that day? I couldn't ask more when Lu Yong told me."

The chef is the supreme master in the kitchen. Any chef must obey the command unconditionally. Even the boss cannot violate the chef's choice of dishes and chefs. The more advanced the restaurant, the more unquestionable the status of the chef.

"Ah Rong did it. Under special circumstances, if it wasn't for Sister Bai, or if all the brothers were around, it would be impossible for him to go to the stove." Buroni was also a little puzzled, "Maybe it was an accidental opportunity." Bar."

"Did you find anything else?" Dad looked straight at his son with serious eyes.

"Hmm..." Buroni frowned, "It's really a bit strange. At first, the fried wontons that Arong made for me were crispy and delicious, but they definitely didn't reach the level of serving a banquet. The taste of the ingredients is also average. At that time, only the master and I tasted it. When the master asked him to do it, I really thought it was just a test of his courage and self-confidence. I asked him to agree, but it was just to encourage him. Unexpectedly, he really agreed."

"Not only did he resolutely agree, Ah Rong, who was cooking in front of us, seemed to be a completely different person, standing there like an unsheathed sword. I think the master didn't say 'this is a test' because of the look in his eyes." , you stand aside, I'll do 'such a thing."

"Anyway, the master will do something else to make up for it if he doesn't do well. Just give him a chance. Everyone in the kitchen probably thought that way at that time. It's just that the wontons made for the second time are the same as the first time. Worlds different."

"I ate it in my mouth, and I was too shocked to speak," Buroni went back to his father and sat down again, his green eyes deepened, "I've been trying to observe Arong for the past few days, I'm not sure what it is His true level still erupted by chance, you don't know that the taste of that wonton later is simply..."

"I know," Bu Wei nodded lightly, "I sent 12 of them that day, of course I didn't share them, but the beauties under Lao Zhong said she was full, and I felt a little uncomfortable after drinking at that time. I ate that part with the cheek."

"In terms of taste, Chrysanthemum chrysanthemum is bitter, bracken has a slightly medicinal taste, yellow flowers have a slight fishy smell, and Hericium erinaceus is bland, because of the obvious shortcomings of these dishes, few people share them; in terms of taste, the fungus is soft, and the yam is slightly Astringent, peanut stuffing is hard to keep crisp, and fresh bamboo shoots have a lot of fiber. These are also difficult to deal with. However, when you bite into the fried wonton, there is only pure deliciousness. The characteristics of each material are so obvious. The bitterness or strange taste that needs to be covered up is reconciled to an incredible degree...I actually feel that sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty are not enough to describe the rich and varied taste. Every level has extension without conflict, and the taste is smooth and full of stimulation. The feeling left on the tongue, there is only one word, spring."

"Fresh, full of vitality, Vientiane is renewed and full of vitality. It's like seeing the willow branches sprouting and breaking through the ground. In a blink of an eye, the winter jasmine blooms and the swallows fly north. From the spring breeze in February like scissors to the last sunrise, the river flowers are red and fire. It's simple. Wonton, including the scenery from the beginning of spring to the end of spring! I knew that this must not be done by someone I am familiar with, and the vitality contained in it can even be said to be ambition... It is the domineeringness of no one else!"

"Is it really possible for a humble classmate to make such a dish?" Bu Wei solemnly concluded, "I'm afraid that even Lu Yong doesn't have enough confidence to handle the provocation of this dish."

The author has something to say: Step’s father is a super foodie... He was raised with a strong appetite since he was a child, and spent his childhood, adolescence, youth, and middle age as a willful picky eater. If there is no accident, he will be picky eaters until he dies. He refused to eat unpalatable food until his stomach bleeds, but he couldn’t even make instant noodles. He probably avoided the fate of starving to death on the street when he met Step Mom during the rebellious period. The problem is that Step Mom can only make delicious sweets. Dessert, how can that stuff be eaten for years ==

At home, he is supported by his servant Lu Yong who is a few years older than him. When he has a son, he trains him as an imperial cook. Condiments, even the cooking heat, time, and craftsmanship can be guessed correctly, but you can only wait pitifully for your son to cook and feed every day, such an old man/father-in-law?It's hard to wait!

Arong!To Come!wave handkerchief~~

I don’t know why I wrote this chapter of Mao so that my heart sprouted~

Ah Rong, mother is sorry for you...but mother likes Buwei very much~~~

11

11. Fanwai 2 tremella, lotus seed and red date soup...

White Fungus, Lotus Seed and Red Date Soup

The light yellow white fungus was very hard, and the palm was half held, the thumb and the other four fingers were pressed hard at the same time, the skin was pricked a little painful, and small pieces fell off and fell into the basin filled with warm water.

The hard fungus softens as soon as it enters the water, like a pure girl unbuttoning her corset, spreading out her white gauze skirt layer by layer...

——Li Xiangrong, you are really perverted...you can think of it even if you wash some white fungus...

——This is inspiration, this is the keen observation and quick imagination possessed by geniuses~

There are two voices talking in the brain at the same time, it seems that people with completely different positions are fighting. Li Xiangrong is used to it. A very boring master is a person who doesn't feel good when he doesn't grind his teeth, not to mention his proud apprentice. Feel like.

A large white fungus was smashed into pieces very quickly, and the powder left in my hand had a strange medicinal smell, and when I licked it with my tongue, it seemed to have no smell at all.

——Why do you want to lick it?Li Xiangrong couldn't help feeling suspicious of his actions, the touch his lips longed for was...

—Because you have a tendency to schizophrenia!It's not that Xu Ji doesn't understand how blind people are in love, so he can only make complaints to relieve boredom.

What a precious spirit of scientific inquiry~ Don't let go of every doubt~

Alright, alright, Li Xiangrong laughed, I am indeed a perfect person from body to spirit, of course, when this thought came up, even he himself got goosebumps all over the place.

The narcissistic part of the personality staggered into shape, and took some territory in the slightly narrow brain space already occupied by Xu Ji. If we say self-doubt and self-criticism, it is just a part of narcissism. If Li, who is already stupid enough, is entangled in love emotions, how much can he use his limited brain capacity?

After 30 minutes, all the white fungus in the warm water was soaked, and the white and tender limbs were soft and lovely. While humming a little song he made up, Li Xiangrong scrubbed carefully with his fingers, skillfully pinching off the hard parts at the root.

What slender and slender fingers, the shape of the nails is so beautiful, and this light pink healthy luster, it is Buroni's hand, right?

Even though we haven't seen each other for a day, a phantom actually appeared in front of my eyes, I shook my head vigorously, and said...why am I washing white fungus?

Wiping his forehead with the back of his wet hand, Li Xiangrong pondered for a while, oh, yes, he said that he would cook sweet soup for Buroni~

Why cook sweet soup for Buroni?Well……

By the way, because Sister Bai said that the white fungus, lotus seeds and red dates given by others were too much to eat... she said it was for clearing the lungs and beautifying the skin~

But why am I cooking?Because Buroni is very tired recently, of course I have to be considerate of my dear one~ Although the master is helping to cheat when I usually explode, but the food full of sincerity, I still have to do it by myself~

How to do tremella, I searched the Internet for a long time before I dared to do it~

I really am a genius!

Whether it's "sure enough" or "genius"... It's not a good idea to repeat the words too many times, keep improving at all times... Huh?Didn't he say it?Really not?Who said that?

Lay the washed white fungus in the pot snugly, add [-]% cold water, put the lid on the pot, turn on the low heat and simmer slowly.

Ah, and lotus seeds~

There is a thin slit in the middle of the white lotus seeds, it seems that the most bitter lotus seed core has been removed, in fact the bitter taste is also very good, let the consciousness run wild, hastily poured out some water to rinse the lotus seeds.

Just put them into the pot together, and keep watching the pot so that it doesn’t overflow~ The most essence of collagen is still in the soup~

Li Xiangrong carefully looked at the lid of the pot, occasionally reaching into the soup spoon and stirring it slowly.

This is Li Xiangrong's own small attic. Although he eats in the big kitchen every day, he still has a small electric cooker for the occasional supper. It is often midnight when he returns to his residence after business is over, and there is no sound around.

Buroni, it’s really hard work~ Does this guy think he’s a superman? A student majoring in food is crazy about listening to reports from other colleges~ You don’t have to do self-torture--

No matter what he does, he goes all out and fights with his life. Perhaps only a man like Buroni can hide that kind of contemptuous aura?

Ah, the pot is open!Li Xiangrong hurriedly lifted the lid of the pot. Fortunately, the boiled white fungus gave the soup a viscous look, and a faint fragrance wafted up.

How long do you need to cook it~ as long as it is cooked, but to completely melt the white fungus and achieve the soft and smooth taste, you have to cook for an hour, right?

Well, go wash some red dates, put them in and stew them slowly~ they look so beautiful~

Almost half of life's troubles and troubles come from our anxiety about the consequences of our actions, and this anxiety comes from our self-esteem.

So Li Xiangrong spent two full hours standing in front of the pot and almost staring at the gurgling soup. This behavior is not too strange. It can be explained that what sprouted after falling in love has grown into a towering tree. I have a little failure in front of that particular person.

Not long ago, I heard Zheng Hao secretly and angrily said that the prisoner who ate the meatball curry he made must be found. Are you kidding me, is the food Zheng Hao can eat?Lin Sha's idiot cousin is really not afraid of death, instant noodles are nothing more than curry, what a delicious food that needs the crystallization of technology and experience!He can do it too? !

When the jujube is fully cooked, it exudes a unique rich and warm fragrance. The jerky fragrance fades away, and a rich and thick layer is deposited, which penetrates into the thin and tasteless white fungus, outlines a delicate and slightly sweet finish, and stays on the tongue The slimy soup on the cup flowed softly into the throat, and the perception of the entire mouth was awakened, like a deep but gentle tongue kiss, and then the small lotus seeds were placed in the mouth, the teeth were gently closed, and it looked very good. In fact, as long as you touch it, it will split neatly from the middle, and the flexible body will be ground bit by bit, and the cool touch will disappear as if there is nothing.

What a terrible and painful thing it would be if people lost their sense of taste!

You're done!Carefully turn off the fire and cover the pot to prevent a trace of sweet heat from drifting away.Li Xiangrong heaved a sigh of relief with satisfaction, adjusted the firepower to keep warm, and then he can wait for Bu Langni to enjoy~

Because no matter how busy and tired the lover is, he will call him every day when he goes home, and will quietly go to his attic to exchange a sweet kiss.

The small orange-red wall lamp is quiet and soft, giving the room a warm tone. The exquisite porcelain bowl on the table has been prepared. After filling the warm and smooth soup, add a spoonful of sticky and sweet honey. A small laptop, softly playing a tactful ballad... At this time, there was a polite knock on the door, but no one answered the door. The tired but gentle Bulanina in her green eyes couldn't hide it. I had no choice but to take out the key and open the door while calling my name...

Wow~ So romantic, so sentimental, so emotional>

Have a bowl of white fungus soup~ I'm just two of Buroni!

It is not easy to create a perfect surprise, because surprises come from accurate intelligence and superb on-site control, and most of the time they are inevitably affected by objective conditions and fall short.Creating surprises also requires the other party's preparation in advance, and you only control the factors you can control.

What is the saying?Plans are not as fast as changes?Man proposes, God disposes?

The color of the lights is beautiful, the laptop didn’t suddenly break down, and the sweetness of honey is just right...

The door suddenly jammed and was pushed open, Bronney, and——my father-in-law? ? ?

"Yo~ Ah Rong~ Have you cooked white fungus soup? It still smells like honey! It smells so good!" Master Bu greeted happily, smelling the smell familiarly, he found the pot==

"Drink some white fungus soup~Master~" Quickly managed his expression, Li Xiangrong had to lower his head, and said in a more emphatic tone, "Lonnie, you should try it too~"

"Oh, it's so strange!" Buroni picked up the bowl hastily and took a sip, "It's delicious~ Dad only allows one bowl, and it's made by Arong! But Arong, let's go out to eat Have a late night snack, I have something important to talk to you about."

"No hurry, no hurry, this white fungus soup is just right for me, Ah Rong, you are so caring, please marry me into my house!" Mr. Bu, who happily drank the soup and couldn't help adding two spoonfuls of sweet-scented osmanthus honey, probably didn't like it at all. Do you know what you're talking about?At this time, the miserable young master who was worth only a bowl of soup in his father's eyes could only snatch the pot with a dark face.

"Lonnie," Li Xiangrong hilariously stopped his lover's movements, his father-in-law was much easier to please than he imagined.

--Fortune favors fools.

Xu Ji silently made a conclusion.

The author has something to say: Happy National Day~~~ Bless you all

Unfortunately, I caught a cold, and my throat hurts so much... Stay at home during the holidays, let's watch something and study, and send it on October 10th~~~

For Zheng Haolinsha and others who make soy sauce, please refer to the episode "Meatball Curry Rice" in "Lion and Tiger Love"~

12

12,

It's not that Li Xiangrong is not worried about Lu Yong or Bu Wei's questioning. His performance that day can no longer be described as "eye-catching" or "excellent". It can be explained by supernormal performance.

Even if the young master of the Bu family didn't understand, it's impossible for Lu Yong not to understand, and it's impossible for Bu Wei to be unaware.

But after all, there is a supernatural master in the royal kitchen, and it is enough for emergencies. What I have to do now is to work hard.Although the daily work is still washing dishes, laying hands, and chopping vegetables in the cutting room, the chef seems to have completely forgotten about the dim sum incident that night, and the two seniors don't even know about it.

Li Xiangrong, who was not so happy as he was, thought so, and the trusted master could only sigh dryly.

Although Buroni occasionally doubts his father's competence as a father, he will never doubt his evaluation of food. If Li Xiangrong's second wonton really shocked Lu Yong, wouldn't he just choose it? Got a treasure back?

Although Buroni also called Lu Yong his master, he didn't study seriously like a chef at all. What he was good at was only the light home cooking that his father needed, and he still only knew how to cook shark's fin and bird's nest.

Bujia cuisine has lasted for a hundred years, and the chef is a wife, a concubine, and a servant, not the master.The Bu family regards the position of head chef as an important task that only a confidant can take on, while the head of the Shili family only needs to have enough taste, why bother to do it?

According to the usual practice, the next head chef of the Bu family should be Lu Yong's big apprentice. He Zhishan is a relative of the Bu family. The actual manager, not to mention that even his wife Bai Yuanyuan works in the Bu family.

The second apprentice, Tao Xingming, came to Bu's home after graduating from a culinary college. He also underwent harsh tests and 8 years of trials. The working time of external chefs usually does not exceed 3 years. After the period, there is also a hotel of his own to inherit, and the apprentice Anton can be regarded as working hard, and an outsider is stuffed into the kitchen with a strong family atmosphere. This is something that Buroni himself feels impulsive.

As the next generation Patriarch, everyone's position and ideas must be taken into consideration. It's a bit strange that he got a classmate who can't be called a friend so willfully.

The chefs regarded themselves as servants of the Bu family, even though they would not say anything face to face, they must feel very uncomfortable in their hearts, even in places where they could not see, how would they treat Li Xiangrong?

Li Xiangrong lived here after leaving Manshu Courtyard. The Bu family did not solve the problem of staff accommodation. The staff were basically from the city. Feng Yifan rented an apartment nearby. The small building of the warehouse has simple bathroom facilities on the second floor, which can be regarded as a temporary staff dormitory.

Buroni carefully considered every bit about Li Xiangrong. In fact, they were not really familiar with each other. They had been classmates for three years without leaving any traces, which fully showed that what Li Xiangrong himself said was not worthy of any attention.

Until I saw his knife skills, the scattered cucumber slices in my hands, the chrysanthemum fish wrapped in mashed potatoes with tofu skin, I have never seen such gorgeous knife skills, but why did my heart stop for a moment?

Bringing Li Xiangrong to the Bu family, how far can he go?Could it be possible to really replace He Zhishan and Tao Xingming?

That's absolutely impossible, Bu Langni shook his head and laughed at himself, the Bu family's chef is not so easy to be, and it's not so easy to leave.

Climbing up to the old attic, Buroni pushed open the wooden door, and Li Xiangrong was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his back to the door, his head drooping slightly, and his shoulders shaking slightly.

The sound of pushing the door was not low, but Li Xiangrong didn't turn his head back, so Bruni had no choice but to call his name, and he nodded to show that he understood, but he didn't stop what he was doing.

Buroni walked over and saw that he held a carrot in his left hand and a notch knife in his right hand, and was concentrating on carving patterns. On the floor in front of him was a picture that seemed to be a famous painting, flat knife, U Shaped knives and cylindrical knives were scattered all over the place, the most conspicuous being his usual shiny butcher knife.

"What are you doing?" Buroni still couldn't help asking. Lengpin needs good knife skills, but it is not necessary to carve carrots into lifelike portraits, right?

"It's just practice." Li Xiangrong just slightly raised his eyes after changing another knife, "Only this one is better."

"What's the use of doing this?" Buroni couldn't help raising his voice, "What you have to learn is to cook! No one told you to carve radishes!"

"There are three weeks to go before the exam! How do you face Master Lu? Don't you want to stay at Bu's house?" After saying this, the strange feeling emerged again, and Bu Langni leaned forward and slapped his hands to snatch it away. Putting down the radish, staring straight into Li Xiangrong's eyes, "Don't you like the Bu family?"

Li Xiangrong looked back at him and was silent for a while, then slowly put down the knife in his hand, "I like the Bu family, but maybe I'm not qualified..."

"What qualifications are not eligible?"

"I don't know how to cook Bujia food."

"Why don't you study hard?"

"Learning?" Li Xiangrong looked at Bu Langni in surprise, and asked softly after not seeing a trace of sneer on the other party's face, "Who taught me?"

Bronney froze.

"What's more, I don't want to worship the master here first, and the second mother said that killing is not allowed," Li Xiangrong continued, "In the kitchen, I don't even want to kill chickens, ducks, fish, and shrimps, except for cutting vegetables and washing them. Plates, nothing else..."

"The fried wanton that day was delicious," Buroni interrupted him calmly.

That's not what I did.Li Xiangrong retorted in his heart, and words that he couldn't utter were swirling in his mouth.

"That can't be regarded as Bu family food." He thought for a long time and finally thought of a reason.

"Bu's food is served from the Bu family's kitchen," Bulangni said indifferently, "There is no such thing as Bu's family food, as long as it is delicious, as long as it is made by the Bu family, it is all Bu's family food."

"Bujia cuisine is not a rigid menu, nor a standardized sample. Even if you are a skilled chef, how can you ensure that the taste of the same dish is exactly the same every time? What's the point of making the finished product according to the recipe? The real dishes are not mechanized instant noodles and potato chips, nor are they two-centimeter-thick meatloaf with 10ml of tomato sauce in a burger shop, the reputation of Bujia cuisine is just a symbol.”

Bu Langni squatted down, and gently moved a few carving knives away, "If your fried wontons were not good enough, how could you be sent to the distinguished guests of Bu's family?"

"The hot dishes Master Lu asked you to cook are just to see your talent and potential. Don't fool me with the excuse that no one taught you." He moved closer to the face of his former classmate, and the other's round eyes were full of My own shadow, "Don't you want to try it? If he didn't want to keep you, how could the chef give you a chance?"

"I..." Li Xiangrong didn't know what to say. The long-standing inferiority complex and the spiritual matter in his mind were entangled, which made him confused. In the moment of becoming an imperial chef, he tasted the joy of being confident and fearless. Courage, but the great loss and fear after the sudden dissipation of strength are equally unbearable, what if others find out?What if the master disappears?If you only rely on the strength of the so-called master to save face for yourself every time, what are you?

Li Xiangrong knows that he is cheating and may be caught at any time, but for the sake of vanity, he will still take the risk.

In order to stay in Bu's house, in order to get praise, he may beg Xu Ji to get on his body again until it becomes a habit...

Because relying on Xu Ji's strength, I will definitely lose all self-confidence, and I will not dare to face my cowardice and go further and further on the road of deception.

Not wanting to become the kind of person who takes cheating for granted and makes cheating instinctive, Li Xiangrong lowered his head in pain, avoiding Buroni's almost frozen gaze.

—Master, master.He cried sadly in his mind,—tell me what to do?

No one ignored him.

"Arong," Buroni sat gently beside him, picked up his butcher knife and took a closer look, "You shocked me with this knife, and I thought at that time, a man who uses a butcher knife to cook vegetarian food What a unique person."

"Maybe you haven't adapted to the style of Bu's cuisine, but you can also be a very unique existence? Don't kill the chicken if you don't want to kill it, and don't cut the fish if you don't want to. I think the master and they will not make things difficult for you. I want to give What the Bu family brought has a special meaning - freshness."

"Fresh?" Li Xiangrong chewed the word blankly.

"After 100 years, Bu's cuisine may gradually lose its vitality. My father and I both feel this way," Bu Langni lay on the floor, "Take the previous turbot incident as an example. The imported fish at that time may be used in the case of drug feeding, because it was the season to eat turbot at that time, and there were more orders... Later I wondered why we didn’t make other fish instead of asking for it. conform to the customs and tastes of the masses?"

"Bu's food is not popular food, so among all the restaurants that were investigated, Bu's was the most injured. Do you think the fish in the food stalls are still sold? Why are we the only ones who were notified and inspected and lost many famous guests?"

"Because of the status of the representative of the Bu family, what the guests of the Bu family need is not just delicious dishes, but a sufficiently unique taste..."

"Why do you have to make shark's fin, bird's nest, abalone and sea cucumber? It's not that the shark's fin represents the Bu family, but that the Bu family gives the shark's fin a unique taste. Arong, if you make unique tofu or gluten for the Bu family, then They're all Bujia dishes."

"You don't have to think about what you have to do, just think about it, what are you going to do? I don't think it's a good idea for you to carve radishes into works of art now. You are a chef, not a sculptor. You do The dishes should be eaten by people, but you can only watch the radishes wilt after a few days."

"The master told me to practice knife skills well..." Li Xiangrong had no choice but to throw the unknown master out to block arrows.

"Although I don't know who your master is, let me tell you, Bu's cuisine doesn't pay much attention to knife skills," Bu Langni sat up, "not only doesn't pay attention to knife skills, it doesn't pay attention to recipes, it doesn't pay attention to presentation, it doesn't matter. Pay attention to the name of the dish, of course, these are relative, what we pay most attention to is the feeling and material."

"I am ashamed about the material, but similar things will never happen again, but only feeling is the ultimate pursuit."

"The inspiration of materials, the uniqueness of knife handling, the innovation of craftsmanship, the ingenious artistic conception, the taste that people will never forget after eating it once, and the second time they order the same dish, they will have new feelings. This is what the Bu family loves to eat. Understand that food not only makes people satisfied and happy, but also makes people attached and nostalgic.”

"Maybe the person who breaks up remembers the smell of cigarettes and