Daily feeding of mermaids

Ten minutes later, Gu Fengting drove to the Haicheng Hotel on time. The shiny black luxury car galloped by, and a beautiful backing into the garage quickly parked the car in the designated parking space on the ground.

Even Lu Jinche himself was still lying on the bed slowly, continuing to have profound friendship exchanges with the quilt on the bed.

But his efficiency has always been quite high. After being ruthlessly hung up by Gu Fengting, he immediately called the person in charge of the Haicheng Hotel, explained the details vigorously, and asked them to take good care of him. This friend of his.

By the way, I would like to add a word, remember to keep an eye on the back kitchen of the hotel, lest Gu Fengting shake his hands and blow up the whole kitchen.

After a phone call, the hotel manager immediately showed up at the gate of the Haicheng Hotel with a few reception staff, looking up at both sides of the gate from time to time, waiting for Gu Fengting's giant Buddha in fear.

Near noon, the sun hung high in the sky, the sun was hot and dazzling, the reception staff quickly ran to the driver's seat to open the car door for Gu Fengting, another reception staff stood upright beside him holding an umbrella, and several people followed behind those two.

"Mr. Gu, the chef of our hotel is already waiting in the back kitchen, and he can come over at any time." The hotel manager didn't say a word of nonsense, and went straight to the point.

Gu Fengting gave a noble and cold "hmm", the corners of his eyes twitched, his eyes flicked from the end of his eyes, and he glanced at the hotel manager: "Then let's go."

The hotel manager led the way. Gu Fengting was wearing a suit, and with his long legs wrapped under suit pants, he took a light step and followed the person in front of him into the back kitchen of the hotel.

**

Haicheng Hotel is a five-star hotel, the kitchen is very clean and tidy, employees need to wear masks before entering the door, and carry out body disinfection.

The hotel manager brought Gu Fengting in front of the chef, briefly explained the situation and left the kitchen.

The chef's name is full of culinary characteristics. His name is Fang Dongxin. Fang Dongxin asked directly: "What does Mr. Gu want to learn?"

Gu Fengting said: "Soy sauce chicken drumsticks."

Fang Dongxin said, frowning slightly: "Just do this?" He thought that the master took time out of his busy schedule to come here because he wanted him to be an expensive and luxurious dish like Buddha jumping over the wall.

Therefore, he had already prepared a lot of ingredients in the kitchen in advance, but Mr. Gu actually told him now that he only needs to learn how to cook chicken drumsticks with soy sauce?

Chef Fang felt that he didn't quite understand the hobbies of local tyrants, and he couldn't figure it out, so he had to attribute it to the fact that Mr. Gu might want to go back to the basics recently, and wanted to taste the home-cooked flavors for himself.

"That's right, let's make this." Gu Fengting asked, "Is this chicken drumstick with soy sauce difficult to make?"

Seeing that Fang Dongxin hadn't spoken for a long time, Gu Fengting thought in astonishment that this home-cooked dish had stumped a five-star chef. He looked at Fang Dongxin secretly in silence, and his suspicious eyes fell on the self-proclaimed five-star Middle-aged man who cooks.

For a moment, he thought he had been tricked by Lu Jinche.

Fortunately, Lu Jinche couldn't hear Gu Fengting's voice, otherwise, the precarious boat of friendship would capsize.

"It's not difficult, soy sauce chicken drumsticks are too easy to make." Chef Fang came back to his senses and felt that he was overqualified. He couldn't laugh or cry, "Even if you are a novice in the kitchen, you just need a little guidance, or you can find a cooking recipe on the Internet. , You can make this dish at home.”

It's just that the taste of making it can't be guaranteed, Fang Dongxin silently added this sentence in his heart.

Gu Fengting didn't think so much at first, but after listening to Fang Dongxin's few words, he felt that his direction of progress was lighted up. This soy sauce chicken drumstick is very suitable for kitchen novice, it is simply tailor-made for him.

Gu Fengting's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but ask, "How?"

"Simple." Fang Dongxin took a bottle of soy sauce, "Marinate the chicken legs with a small amount of salt first, fry them in an oil pan, add two teaspoons of this soy sauce after they are cooked, and then cook over high heat to collect the juice."

"Wait, let me write it down." Gu Fengting opened the memo on his phone and recorded Fang Dongxin's words, "Then what?"

"...There's nothing else to do." Fang Dongxin replied, "After the chicken legs are cooked, you can put them on a plate and eat them with chopsticks."

"That's enough?" Gu Fengting was surprised. He thought that the dish of chicken drumsticks in soy sauce was difficult to cook. He didn't expect such a difficult dish to be solved by Fang Dongxin in a few words. It really is a skill specialization!

Fang Dongxin nodded, and said: "The soy sauce chicken drumsticks made by ordinary people have the same taste. The most important part of this dish depends on the soy sauce. This is the essence. As long as you buy the right brand of soy sauce, Mr. The soy sauce chicken drumsticks will taste very good."

When meeting professionals in cooking, Gu Fengting acted very teachable. He turned off his cell phone and put it in his trouser pocket. He listened carefully to Chef Fang's words while nodding from time to time.

The recipe of chicken drumsticks in soy sauce sounds very simple, and Gu Fengting has already understood some of the tricks.

Isn't it just marinating, frying in a pan, and pouring soy sauce?

It's not easy.

**

The back kitchen of Haicheng Hotel has all kinds of ingredients, not to mention common ingredients such as big chicken legs, so Gu Fengting brazenly borrowed other people's kitchen and free ingredients, preparing to show his skills here.

Fang Dongxin watched helplessly as Gu Fengting carried out 30 large chicken legs from the large refrigerator, and laid them out in a row on the smooth cooking table. The quantity was quite considerable, and the visual effect was very shocking.

He looked at the big chicken leg with his thick and long wrist, and then looked at Gu Fengting, who was calm and calm. It seemed that he was used to the big wind and waves, and he had already taken it for granted. Fang Dongxin maintained a dumbfounded expression, tactfully He quickly reminded: "Mr. Gu, there are already thirty... thirty big chicken legs here, did you take too much?"

Fang Dongxin couldn't help thinking, for a little fat guy like him who could barely be called "slightly fat", his usual appetite is already amazing enough, he can eat at most seven of these big chicken drumsticks in one meal.

Mr. Gu cooks so many chicken legs at one time, can he finish it?

"I didn't take too much, thirty big chicken drumsticks here are just right." Gu Fengting's eyes curled up, and there was a helpless smile in his words, "My family's appetite is amazing, I don't know if thirty big chicken drumsticks are enough for him Yes, I will trouble Chef Fang to bring me three more small stir-fries later, let me pack them together and take them home for lunch."

Fang Dongxin: "..."

Fang Dongxin glanced at Gu Fengting in shock, and was secretly shocked, wondering how much the president's wife eats?He had never heard of such an amazing appetite.

Shock is shock, surprise is surprise, Fang Dongxin did not forget to flatter Gu Fengting on the surface, his face was full of smiles, and there was a strong rainbow fart in his tone: "Mr. Madam, it's rare to cook by yourself, if Madam finds out about this, she will be so moved that she doesn't know what to say, Madam is really happy to have Mr. Gu as your lover."

The word "madame" successfully pleased Gu Fengting, and I saw that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a faint smile on his face, and the tip of his eyebrows stretched and raised unconsciously, his long eyebrows almost raised out of his eye sockets.

Suddenly thinking of Chu Yue, the smile on Gu Fengting's face involuntarily deepened.

Facing Chef Fang's rainbow fart, Gu Fengting shook his head, but smiled silently.

With such a joyful mood of incomparable happiness, Gu Fengting poured thirty big chicken legs into the sink, and poured it directly with boiling water.

"Mr. Gu, that's not the case!" Chef Fang's eyes blazed anxiously when he saw this, and he hastened to correct him, "Wash it with warm water. Washing it with boiling water will overcook the chicken legs and affect the texture of the meat."

"Oh, ok." Gu Fengting immediately rescued the big chicken legs, but he was so hot that his originally stretched brows changed into gathered brows in a second, and he wrinkled tightly.

Fang Dongxin stood on the sidelines watching with trepidation, he didn't care about anything else, he stepped to the front of the sink, helped Gu Fengting fish out the big chicken legs, and then poured cold water on it again, the cold and hot balance, hoping to Do your best to fix it.

When Gu Fengting finally finished washing the chicken legs, he held the seasoning bottle in his hand, looked at Chef Fang, and asked without shame: "Marinate the chicken legs with a little salt, how much is a little salt? Is there a measuring cup here in the kitchen?"

Fang Dongxin looked at President Gu in front of him, his eyes were full of sympathy: "President Gu, that's monosodium glutamate..."

"..." Gu Fengting looked at the monosodium glutamate in his hand, stared wide-eyed for a moment, and after two seconds he put down the monosodium glutamate resolutely, and then calmly picked up another big bottle.

Fang Dongxin put his hand on his forehead in pain, he couldn't see it: "Mr. Gu, that's white sugar."

Gu Fengting: "..."

Fang Dongxin: "..."

Gu Fengting took a deep breath, raised his hand to wipe the sweat all over his forehead, looked at the only Chef Fang who could save him, and asked solemnly: "So, where is the salt? Which bottle here? Is it loaded with salt?"

Fang Dongxin: "..."

Dare to love this master who can't even tell the difference between MSG, sugar and salt?He couldn't help but wonder in fear, Mr. Gu, will he burn the kitchen down after a while? !

**

Although the cooking process of cooking chicken legs was terrible, with Chef Fang's dedicated help and painstaking guidance, Gu Fengting finally managed to cook a large plate of soy sauce chicken legs.

The soy sauce chicken legs on the white porcelain plate are shining under the cold white light. The big chicken legs are covered with a layer of ruddy and bright soy sauce color, and the fat on the surface exudes a lustrous luster. The appearance is attractive and mouth-watering.

The smell of soy sauce chicken drumsticks is tangy, and the smell of drumstick drumsticks lingers in the kitchen continuously. Looking at this freshly cooked chicken drumsticks with soy sauce sauce, Gu Fengting's eyes are hot, and he inexplicably feels a great sense of accomplishment .

This is the first time in his 25 years of life that he has successfully cooked a decent dish.

Even though Fang Dongxin is responsible for 80% of the credit for making this soy sauce chicken drumstick, he still feels that he has contributed a lot, and the credit is indispensable.

Carefully put thirty chicken drumsticks with soy sauce into the thermos bucket, brought a few freshly cooked stir-fries, and packed a few large boxes full of white rice, Gu Fengting blatantly carried the big and small bags, he He took out a hand, patted Fang Dongxin's shoulder with satisfaction, and said sincerely: "Thank you, Chef Fang is really good, I will look for you in the future."

Chef Fang: "........."

Fang Dongxin was speechless, he was too tired to speak, he had no idea that teaching a person to cook was so strenuous.

Especially a culinary scum like Gu Fengting, who doesn't know the difference between oil and salt, is even more tiring.