Chapter 122: A long-lost recipe

"After this shoot, you can go and devote yourself to your "Yin Canteen". Luo Yingshi said, "That Huang Xianyu's "Journey to the East" is already being filmed. ”

"What, is it so fast?" Yin Ming was a little shocked, feeling that the speed was a little too fast.

"You haven't been in charge of the progress of your "Yin Canteen" for a long time, have you?" asked Luo Yingshi.

"I have read all the reports sent by the logistics working group, and the filming location over there has been basically refurbished, and then the schedules of several guests have been almost coordinated. It'll be ready around the 20th. Yin Ming said.

"Oh, do you seem to know a lot?" Luo Yingshi said, a little sarcastic.

"That's a must, you don't want to think about it, it's my first show, the variety show in charge. Yin Ming said.

"So you don't care about 'Three Hours and Three Meals' at all?" Luo Yingshi said.

"Senior, don't do this. Yin Ming said.

"Heh, arrange a meeting of the film crew in advance, and your guests, although you have to appear on your own, you are still a PD after all. Luo Yingshi said.

"Yes, Senpai. I understand. Yin Ming said.

Luo Yingshi nodded, and then, pushed him, and said, "Shoot well, don't think about it messily." ”

Yin Ming, speechless. Obviously, you are here to talk......

Li Ruizhen and his party came back from the town.

Brought a lot of stuff.

Then, under the personal demonstration and personal guidance of Yin Ruzhen, they began to make dumplings.

"Senior, what are we going to have for dinner?" Yin Ming suddenly asked Luo Yingshi.

"What did I just tell you to come?" Luo Yingshi said.

"Shoot well. Yin Ming replied resignedly.

"What about the second half of the sentence?" Luo Yingshi said.

"Don't, don't think about it. Yin Ming's voice became lower and lower.

"Then what are you doing?" Luo Yingshi said.

"Senior, I'm hungry. Yin Ming said.

"Then you go cook. Luo Yingshi said.

“。。。。 Yin Ming was speechless.

Luo Yingshi, his face was calm. Staring at Yin Ming.

Speaking of which, he just wants Yin Ming to cook, Yin Ming said that he was happy to accept it, and it was the last meal.

He ran back to the dormitory.

Luo Yingshi showed a smile from society.

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Yin Ming returned to the kitchen after a long absence.

Looking at the two stoves, Yin Ming fell into boundless memories.

"What are you doing standing there? Memories? Reminiscences. Huang Binghui walked in and said, "Hurry up and cook." ”

"Why, why are you forcing me?" Yin Ming said.

"Bang!" Huang Binghui picked up the lid of the pot and smashed it on Yin Ming's skull. ", keep leather. ”

"It's not skinny, it's not skinny, it hurts. "Yin Ming succumbed to force.

"That's right, hurry up and cook. Huang Binghui said.

"What are the ingredients?" asked Yin Ming.

"See for yourself. Huang Binghui said.

Yin Ming was helpless, so he had to look at himself and look at it, and then.

"What is this?" Yin Ming said as he pulled out.

And he took out the potatoes, and the sweet potatoes, and the taro, and the yams,

Huang Binghui couldn't help laughing.

"Where did all this come from?Who is in charge of the logistics team recently?" Yin Ming was furious.

It is difficult for a clever man to cook without rice.

Ever heard of it?

"If I don't play anymore, I won't order anything else?" Yin Ming looked at Huang Binghui.

"I remember, there were two turnips. Huang Binghui said.

Yin Ming absolutely fell.

"I knew this was the case, and I followed the town just now. Yin Ming regretted it a lot.

"By the way, it seems that the people in the logistics department said that there is something in the basin in the yard. Huang Binghui said.

"In the basin?" Yin Ming was stunned for a moment when he heard it, and then hurriedly ran to the yard.

Yin Ming saw the basin covered with a large wooden board at a glance.

This season, it's hard to guess what's in the basin.

But Yin Ming has a number.

Although the climate in Jeongseon is on the cold side, it is still possible.

River crab, that is, the most traditional hairy crab.

When I came by myself, I saw a villager digging out a crab pot from the creek. Although it doesn't feel like the right season, it's hard to say.

Yin Ming went over to open it and saw that there were more than a dozen crabs, spitting bubbles peacefully in the water basin.

"Then today's meal is very rich. Yin Ming thought happily.

"What is it?" asked Huang Binghui, who came over.

"Crabs. Yin Ming replied.

"What are you going to do?" Huang Binghui asked.

"Soup. Yin Ming replied dryly.

In fact, he prefers to eat it steamed and then dipped in vinegar.

However, since the other types of ingredients are too stupid, it is better to simply change the method and make soup.

"I'll leave the crab washing to you?" Yin Ming said and walked away.

"Eh, hey!" Huang Binghui looked confused.

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Yin Ming returned to the kitchen and stared at the coarse grain in that place in a daze.

Then he took out his mobile phone and called Luo Yingshi.

"Senior, it would be nice if I could get tofu. Yin Ming said.

"Where are you going to let me go to get tofu now?" said Luo Yingshi.

"Didn't they go to the town to buy it just now?" Yin Ming said.

"You, you even want to covet the things of our guests?" Luo Yingshi's voice sounded shocked, "But, I appreciate your thoughts, I'll ask later." ”

Yin Ming covered his face.

This senior, that's all there is to it.

Regardless of whether there is tofu or not, the rice still has to be made.

Yin Ming began to peel potatoes and radishes.

Didn't want to deal with taro, troublesome.

Anyway, there are potatoes, so it doesn't matter.

Handle the potatoes and turnips well.

Yin Ming cut a little more green onions, ginger and garlic.

Then cook the rice.

Wash the rice water and stay.

After a long absence, Huang Binghui sent the cleaned crabs over.

"Trouble, you can rest. Yin Ming said.

"Don't need help?" asked Huang Binghui.

"It's just one dish, nothing to help with. Yin Ming said.

"Okay, come on. After Huang Binghui finished speaking, she left the kitchen.

Yin Ming began to work hard.

Cut the crab into cubes.

Heat the oil and stir-fry the ginger and garlic until fragrant.

Then stir-fry the crabs. After the crab changes color, add rice water to boil, put a large spoon of soybean sauce and three tablespoons of hot sauce.

Then, Kim Da-joo arrived.

Holding a box of tofu in his hand.

Yin Ming said hello to him, took the tofu, opened the box, and used the knife to slap it horizontally and vertically inside.

With a backhand buckle, the tofu was buckled on the kitchen knife.

Then open the lid and add the tofu to the soup.

Next, just cook the tofu thoroughly.

Yin Ming added salt to the soup and tasted the taste. It's almost, it's delicious, and the taste is just right.

Sprinkle with green onion segments and remove from the pan.

"Inform the seniors that dinner is ready. Yin Ming brought the oversized basin of crab sauce soup to the table, and then said to the people in the logistics team.

After a while, Luo Yingshi rushed back in a hurry.

As soon as he entered, he smelled a pungent aroma.

Rush into the restaurant at a faster pace.

The film crew had already sat around the dining table.

"Where's my seat?" Luo Yingshi called,

"Senpai, here. Yin Ming pointed to a very narrow gap next to him and said.

Luo Yingshi hesitated, walked over, and sat down.

Barely squeezed in.

As soon as Luo Yingshi sat down, everyone began to move their chopsticks. was waiting for him, but when he came, who cares so much.

Luo Yingshi's movements were not slow, and he accurately selected a piece of fatty crab and sandwiched it into his bowl.

Take a bite of it.

The broth slips out of the pores of the shell and is joined by the crab paste that has been completely flavored.

Just two words, delicious (maxida).

Luo Yingshi patted Yin Ming's shoulder and expressed his appreciation.

Yin Ming raised his head proudly, and didn't look at who I was, I was someone who could be a chef for Girls' Generation.

Ahem, it seems a little wrong.

Then, seeing that the situation was not right, the crab meat was almost robbed.

Yin Ming hurriedly moved his chopsticks.

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