Lin Zhi was concentrating on noodles in the hospital's large kitchen, while the cooks from the surrounding hospitals were whispering.

"What's the matter with this kid?"

"I don't know, maybe it's a relative. ”

"Hmph, the hair hasn't grown yet, what delicious can you make. ”

Everyone was disdainful, but no one dared to go up to find fault, this kid was specially sent here by the director.

Ten minutes ago, Dr. Zhang Xingxing, the chief of surgery, came to the big kitchen, followed by Lin Zhi.

"This little brother borrowed the stove today to make something to eat for the experts who came from the magic capital, please cooperate a little. After saying that, Dr. Zhang said hello to Lin Zhi and left.

Lin Zhi put the reconciled noodles away, and then turned around, and saw a group of people staring at him either openly or secretly, and was startled by everyone's gaze.

"Where is the pork, pork bones and seaweed?"

The crowd looked at each other, and one of the young men, who was not very old, said, "It's all in the big basin next to the freezer." ”

Lin Zhi nodded, said thank you, walked to the freezer, and saw a large piece of pork with bones in the basin. "It's so fresh. Lin Zhi picked the smallest one and put it on the board.

Use a kitchen knife to separate the flesh and bones, first clean them, put the bones in a pot and cook them, and then start chopping the meat filling.

"Jingle bells. ”

The mobile phone rang, Lin spoke directly on the phone, and Wei Cheng's voice came.

"Lin Zhi, do you want to set up a stall this morning?"

"No, I'm not idle yet, and it may take a while. Lin Zhi finally remembered that he had forgotten to call and said something to Wei Cheng.

"Oh, I see. Wei Cheng nodded here, thinking that it was rare to find something to do for himself, so why was he idle again.

The two hung up the phone, and Wei Cheng stood in place with the phone. "Seems to have forgotten something?"

Wei Cheng muttered to himself, then shook his head, didn't think that it shouldn't be a big deal, gave up thinking decisively, and went out to find a few brothers who had a good time.

Here, Lin Zhi put down his mobile phone, and was just about to continue chopping the minced meat, when the phone rang again.

"Why so many calls. Lin glanced at it, it was Tang Ling's number, and clicked to confirm.

"Lin Zhi, didn't you set up a stall last night or this morning?" answered the phone, Lin Zhi asked crackling before he could speak.

"yes, I have something to do and it will take some time. Lin Zhi replied.

"Go and take a look on the Internet, because you haven't come out of the stall, and the food forum is hot now. Tang Ling said eagerly.

"What?" Lin Zhi was a little puzzled, what did his lack of stall have to do with that forum.

"I can't tell you for a while, go and take a look, I'll share the URL with you." Tang Ling said quickly.

"Okay, I got it. Lin Zhi agreed.

Hanging up the phone, Lin Zhi thought about it, let's make the wontons first, and I'll see that forum or something later.

"Chef Fang, you're here. "A stout man came in the kitchen, and everyone in the kitchen greeted him.

Chef Fang is the chef of the small kitchen of the hospital, responsible for the food of the patients in the VIP ward, and is the head chef of the hospital.

"Well, who is this kid?" Chef Fang nodded to everyone, and then saw Lin Zhi who was busy on the board, and when everyone was gathered together, Lin Zhi's figure alone on the side was extremely eye-catching.

A hint of jealousy flashed across everyone's faces, and the younger chef said, "This person said that he came to cook for the experts who came from the Demon Capital, and I think the experts don't look down on our craftsmanship. ”

"Really?" Chef Fang immediately raised his eyebrows when he heard this, glanced at Lin Zhi with an extremely unkind look, and strode over. The rest of the kitchen stood aside, waiting for the kid to make a fool of himself.

"Boy, what are you doing? Can you cook at such a young age? Do you get a chef's license?"

Lin Zhi was chopping the stuffing attentively, when an unceremonious roar suddenly sounded in his ears.

Frowning, Lin looked sideways, and a burly man in a chef's uniform stood in front of him. This person is tall, Lin Zhi can hardly imagine him cooking, should it be said that Zhang Fei is holding a kitchen knife?

"I'm chopping stuffing. The person who came had a bold face, but Lin Zhi still remembered his dissatisfied attitude towards him.

"Chop the stuffing, are you sure you chop it well?" Chef Fang snorted, the little kid with hair that hadn't grown up yet actually said that he could cook, so what did he need to practice hard for twenty years?

"You just can't look at it. Lin Zhi said calmly, and his feelings for this rugged cook in his heart also dropped a lot. No one is unfriendly to people who like themselves.

"It's up to you? You want to see what you can make. Chef Fang was furious, so he directly moved a small bench and sat not far from Lin Zhi, ready to enjoy Lin Zhi's "masterpiece".

Lin Zhi did his own thing, completely pretending that this big man did not exist, chopping the filling, taking out the awakened noodles, Lin Zhi began to roll the dough.

"The dough is not as good as it can be. Chef Fang commented, Lin Zhi's dough is thin and transparent, and each one is as if it has been calculated with an accurate instrument, and it is exactly the same standard circle.

Lin Zhi didn't speak, and quickly rolled the rolling pin in his hand, and the dough quickly formed under his hand.

"You," Chef Fang was immediately annoyed when he saw Lin Zhi ignoring him.

Lin Zhi didn't prepare a lot of dough and fillings, and in ten minutes, the dough was ready, and he took out the mold to press the wonton skin, and Chef Fang stood up and took the leftovers that removed the wonton skin.

The dough is as thin as a cicada's wings, but it is not fragile, and you will not worry about breaking the skin when you hold it in your hand.

"Hmph. Chef Fang went back and continued to sit down, saying that he would not forgive this kid for being rude so simply.

Lin Zhi took the filling, and at the speed of two wontons in one second, the wonton skin was wrapped, and the filling happened to be gone.

Lin Zhi nodded, satisfied with his increasingly precise control.

The wontons were put into the boiling water, and after a while, the water was tumbling again, Lin Zhi added some cold water a little, and when the wontons were cooked, he quickly found ten lunch boxes packed by the hospital.

Fifteen servings each, and at the end there are four wontons left in the pot.

Why isn't it just right?

Lin Zhi, who was obsessive-compulsively disordered, looked at the four wontons left in the pot and was very unhappy.

Out of sight is clean, carrying ten wontons, Lin Zhi simply left the kitchen.

"Hey, stinky boy, didn't you see that I'm still here?" Chef Fang shouted at his back, but the figure didn't stay, carrying the wontons and disappearing from Chef Fang's sight.

"You stinky boy!" Chef Fang felt that it was a wrong decision to come to the big kitchen today, otherwise how could he run into a kid who was against him!

"Hmph. You wait for me. Chef Fang scooped up the remaining four wontons, picked up one with chopsticks and fed it to his mouth.

When he finds out the shortcomings of this ravioli, he will go and kill that kid!

Eat a wonton in one bite, and then Chef Fang was stunned.