Hearing this, Sang Tianshuo on the side said, "That's nothing, right? ”

"But he comes every morning, and we don't see him leave at ten o'clock in the evening, when do you say he left?"

Sang Tianshuo was speechless.

Ling Ke'er continued: "This shows that he left in the middle of the night, and he definitely didn't watch the night, but ...... I don't think there's a store where people are looking for people to stare at day and not at night, right?"

Song Zixuan nodded slowly.

Yang Gang said: "I think Ke'er is right, second master, this person is a little wrong, right?"

"Ke'er is right, you will be Ke'er right, what else will you do?" Sang Tianshuo said towards Yang Gang.

Yang Gang is anxious, but he is afraid of Sang Tianshuo, after all, this kid is very energetic and loves to come to the truth.

Once he knocked down Yang Gang and gave him a unique job, and as soon as the socks reached his face, Yang Gang immediately coaxed.

After all, that sin is not for man......

So when he heard Sang Tianshuo say this, Yang Gang immediately softened, stopped talking, and went to work on the side.

Song Zixuan thought for a while: "Ke'er, what does that person look like?"

"Unable to see his face, he wore a baseball cap at a time, held it low, wore a dark trench coat, and carried a large school bag. Ling Ke'er said.

Hearing this, Song Zixuan smiled secretly: "Okay, I probably know what's going on, you all work." ”

Everyone dispersed, and Sang Tianshuo came over: "Hey, Master, what's going on?"

Song Zixuan glanced at him: "It's okay!"

Sang Tianshuo pursed his lips, and everyone on the side laughed.

"By the way, Tianshuo, if you have time to practice knife skills, you may be able to use it after a while. Song Zixuan said.

Hearing this, Sang Tianshuo immediately became excited: "What? Practicing knife work? Haha, Master, are you going to teach me something......? There are a few ...... than me."

Before he finished speaking, Sang Tianshuo only felt that his throat was tight, as if he was stuck, and immediately fell backwards.

Ling Ke'er grabbed his back collar and pulled it hard, almost not letting Sang Tianshuo go away.

"Okay, you know blowing, Master, you can't just teach him, I have to learn too!"

Song Zixuan smiled: "You must all learn, but the direction is different, Ke'er, your cooking skills must start from Lu cuisine, but Tianshuo must start with knife work." ”

Ling Ke'er pursed her lips and looked at Sang Tianshuo: "Just him?"

"What's the matter, you can't argue with your senior brother?" Sang Tianshuo raised his head and said, "You almost strangled me just now, and I haven't settled accounts with you yet!"

"Strangled you, you know bragging every day!"

"Okay, don't quarrel, Tianshuo, Ming'er starts to tease Ke'er in the hall, you go into the back kitchen. Song Zixuan said.

"What? Master, who do I learn from when I go into the back kitchen? You're not ......."

Song Zixuan said: "Only practice knife work, you will naturally know when the time comes, and the work of kitchen knife work will belong to you when Ming'er starts, I will talk to Zheng Hui." ”

"Huh......? Then I'm not a miscellaneous worker?"

"Okay, you go to the head chef to report, and you will be under Zheng Hui's management in the future!"

Although Sang Tianshuo was reluctant, he could only listen to what the master said, and reluctantly walked into the back kitchen.

Ling Ke'er was so happy, and said, "Master, what about me?"

"You...... It's not you yet, so you just have to keep an eye on the front hall first!"

Subsequently, Song Zixuan left the Fortune Hotel and took Fang Rui to take a taxi to the Jinming Office Building.

After more than two days, the laboratory must have been almost completed.

But at the same time, Song Zixuan also had an idea, that is, he had to have a car.

can't always use Sang Tianshuo, and Zheng Yu is picking up Song Yinan now, and it is impossible to take care of him every time.

Thinking of this, Song Zixuan felt that it was more reliable to buy a bus in the name of the company, and let Fang Rui drive it usually, and he could also learn it by the way.

called Song Yinan and said, Song Yinan immediately agreed, and said that Song Zixuan should have a car a long time ago.

After parking the car and walking into the Jinming office building, Song Zixuan directly pressed the elevator to the fourth floor.

Qingyu Company rented this floor of the entire building for the office, operation and training of Yufeng Film and Television Company, and one of the corners was reserved for Song Zixuan.

Since Song Zixuan planned to build a mass production workshop in the future, Song Yinan also deliberately left him a room of 300 square meters.

The room was still empty for the time being, without any decoration, and some of the office equipment left by the previous company was piled up in the corner, while on the other side was a soundproofed closed single room.

Song Zixuan walked into the cubicle and looked at the wall panels with special materials on the left and right, which should be airtight materials.

There was an instrument in the middle of the compartment, and Song Zixuan quickly found the switch, output, and input points, and understood how to operate it.

He looked at the input points, where funnels could be installed, tables, or input tubes, which meant gases, liquids, or physical objects could be sealed.

He sat down in a chair next to him, staring at the device and thinking about it.

If you input the gas from the external force of the internal force, there should be no problem, but even if it can be sealed, the gas will be emitted when the operation is opened, isn't it in vain?

Then the most suitable should be the liquid, and by pouring gas and water together, it should be possible to ensure the presence of internal forces when it is opened.

However, in addition to steaming rice, the process of fried rice almost does not use water.

You can't steam a pot of rice with water that contains his internal strength, right?

Oil!

Yes, you can use oil, so that the most important part of fried rice can be integrated into the internal force.

However, since the laboratory had just been built, he didn't tell Song Yinan to prepare oil for him, and there was definitely no one here.

"Ruizi, go downstairs and buy a barrel of oil as fast as you can. ”

"Huh, oil?" Fang Rui was stunned, looking left and right, he couldn't find a place to cook here, why did the second master want oil?

"Alright, don't ask, do as I say!"

"Yes, Second Master!"

For about ten minutes, Fang Rui walked back with a bucket of oil, it was really the fastest speed, even Fang Rui's physique was a little gasping, it could be seen that he was almost running at a rapid speed.

Song Zixuan then instructed Fang Rui to wait outside, while he began to try to fuse the external internal force with the oil, and then sealed it.

He took a container casually, poured some oil into it, and immediately used the external release to inject the energy in his body into it.

Sure enough, he soon saw a string of bubbles entering the oil, due to the density of the oil, although those bubbles will also float, but if they rush out of the oil, it will take more than ten seconds, and this time difference can just be used for sealing.

However, from this point of view, the gas will still be separated from the oil, so when the oil is used for fried rice, won't the internal force also run away? Song Zixuan frowned slightly and thought about it, maybe ...... After a period of time, the energy will completely melt into the oil?

Subsequently, Song Zixuan started the sealing machine and began to try, and after sealing the two bags, he began to wait.

At first, Song Zixuan and the others were also a little irritable, but after about twenty minutes, he found that the bubbles in the oil began to change.

The big bubble seemed to have become a little smaller, and although the change was almost impossible to detect with the naked eye, he really noticed it by staring at it all the time.

And some of the original small bubbles seem to be much less, which means that the oil is starting to change.

With this change, Song Zixuan's patience increased, and he almost waited for four hours.

It was close to ten o'clock in the evening, and the bubbles in the oil had almost disappeared, which showed that the qi was completely integrated into it.

However, whether this is really the case, or whether this method is feasible, I am afraid it still needs to be practiced.

Song Zixuan decided to take this sealed oil bag to the Facai Hotel now.

At this time, Fang Rui, who had been waiting with him, had already fallen asleep with his face propped up, Song Zixuan pushed Fang Rui, and then the two returned to the Fortune Hotel.

When he arrived at the hotel, he had already gotten off work, and Song Zixuan unlocked it again and entered, without staying too long, and went directly into the back kitchen.

This time to make imperial fried rice, he wants to change the method, that is, the ordinary way.

It is no longer fried with internal force, but like family fried rice, it is fried only with the help of seasonings and stir-frying.

Then, he lit the stove, and when the pot was hot, he poured in some oil and began to scramble eggs, fried rice, and mix ......

He didn't know how many times he had fried this skillful step, but this time, he seemed careless.

Regular fried rice ...... He really rarely fired......

After more than three minutes, the fried rice came out of the pot, and according to his familiarity with the smell, the taste was really exactly the same as the imperial fried rice.

Immediately, Song Zixuan tasted it again, and couldn't help but smile with relief.

"It's ...... It's done!"

Song Zixuan brought the fried rice to the front hall, looking at Fang Rui who was dozing, Song Zixuan smiled and put the fried rice directly in front of him.

Smelling the fragrance, Fang Rui immediately woke up: "Second Master, what's the matter......

Song Zixuan smiled: "Hehe, you ran with me for a day today, let's eat." ”

"Oh, thank you, Second Master. ”

As he spoke, Fang Rui tasted it, and immediately widened his eyes: "Second Master, ...... again It's imperial fried rice again. ”

"Hehe, you don't like to eat?"

"No, no, no, how can that be, how fragrant, but you didn't fry this for us before, and I've been eating it continuously recently, and I'm a little flattered." ”

"Haha, you're poor, let's eat it quickly. ”

"Whoa!"

Watching Fang Rui gulp down, Song Zixuan walked to the door and smoked a cigarette.

The initial attempt was successful, but whether it would work or not, I am afraid that Hu Zhen would have to fry it himself, if he could, he really didn't have to stare at the Fortune Hotel.

While he was smoking, he noticed that there seemed to be a faint light in the Spring Garden.

Out of curiosity, he walked quickly to the other side of the road, and immediately went around to the back of the Chunxia Garden, looking directly at the position of the back kitchen.

Through the window, you can see that under the dim light, a man is cooking vegetables in the spoon, looking at the shadow of the man, Song Zixuan can't help but smile.

Sure enough, it's him......