"The Master's Family Feast must be a rare delicacy in the world, I have no doubt about that. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" Pan Gaoshou spoke out in support of Zheng Zhefan.

"Old man, your fart is a bit too much, my uncle's family is just an ordinary family, and I think the home-cooked food is green vegetables, tofu, radishes, cabbage and the like, and the delicacies you are talking about are estimated to not match the side." Zheng Liangying pursed her lips and couldn't help but refute.

"Pretty Shadow! Shut up! Zheng Zeliang shouted.

A layer of black gas enveloped his face.

This daughter is really spoiled, and in front of so many big people, saying such things, isn't this asking for trouble for him?

What will others think of him?

Zheng Liangying stuck out her tongue, lowered her head and stopped talking.

Zheng Zhefan smiled, and suddenly had an idea in his heart: I can open a small restaurant for my parents and let them have their own careers.

He is not ready to let his parents work outside anymore, he wants them to enjoy Qingfu.

But the two of them couldn't be idle, thinking that if they didn't do anything, just stayed at home and ate and slept, and slept and ate, it would be boring.

So, now the parents are still working.

With the production of mountains and rivers, it is more than enough to open a small restaurant.

Zheng Zhefan rolled his eyes, he felt that he could show it tonight, stir-fry two side dishes for Pan Gaoshou and them to taste, and let them promote themselves in the circle of rich people.

Thinking of this, he opened his mouth and said: "Mr. Gao Shou, since you have such high expectations for my family's private dishes, I will simply fry two dishes for you tonight and let the big guys taste them, how about it?" ”

"Huh? The master actually wants to cook himself? How can this be? That really flattered Gao Shou a little. Pan Gaoshou was excited when he heard this.

"Sir, just let my son stir-fry two dishes for you, the dishes he makes are really quite good." Zheng Zetao also said at this time.

Zheng Zhefan stood up with a smile and said, "I'm going to borrow this kitchen for food, I don't know if it's okay?" ”

The back kitchen of the hotel is generally not allowed to enter the hotel.

Pan Zhenglong also hurriedly stood up and said with a smile: "I'll go and coordinate, it's really an honor to be able to taste the master's craftsmanship tonight." ”

"Well, then Mr. Zhenglong will help me be accommodating." Zheng Zhefan nodded.

"Fanzi, otherwise, let me do it." Liu Yanqin stood up from her seat. She felt sorry for her son and was afraid that he would be tired.

"No, Mom, just wait and eat, it's still easy for me to stir-fry two dishes." Zheng Zhefan smiled and said.

After a while, Pan Zhenglong coordinated the back kitchen of the hotel.

Zheng Zhefan came to a separate small kitchen.

Pan Gaoshou and the others originally wanted to come over, but they were politely rejected by Zheng Zhefan, and they were a little embarrassed to be watched by a group of people cooking.

"Mr. Zheng, I don't know what ingredients you need?" A helper asked.

Zheng Zhefan asked: "What ingredients are in the kitchen?" ”

"This kitchen is our chef's special kitchen, and the ingredients used in general dishes should be available, I'm afraid you have any special needs." Help the cook.

"That's enough." Zheng Zhefan said.

"Excuse me, what do I need to do for you?" The assistant asked with some curiosity.

Chefs are generally only in charge of the cooks, and the chores are all done by the cooks. This assistant chef was obviously specially sent to assist Zheng Zhefan.

"You don't have to do anything, I'll do it myself, you just go out." Zheng Zhefan said.

"Okay, then I'm out, if you need me, just shout." Help the cook.

The assistant chef withdrew.

Zheng Zhefan took out some oily wheat vegetables, a piece and a half of pork belly and garlic cloves preserved by secret methods, and some other special spices and condiments of his own from the space of Shanheding.

What he was going to do was two very home-cooked dishes.

A dish of garlic and oily lettuce.

A dish of braised pork.

Zheng Zhefan quickly packed up the ingredients, and then he began to stir-fry, using two pots together, one pot to fry garlic and oil wheat vegetables.

In the other pot, braised pork is cooked.

The dish of braised pork still takes a long time, and it usually takes more than an hour to make it.

However, the fire used by Zheng Zhefan is not ordinary fire, and the frying time is greatly shortened.

It only took him three or four minutes to get out of the pot with garlic and oil, and it took more than ten minutes for the braised pork.

When he fried these two dishes, the strange and good-smelling aroma spread from the small kitchen, but Zheng Zhefan took action to imprison the aroma in the two dishes and prevent it from spreading outside.

Zheng Zhefan picked up two dishes and walked out of the kitchen.

The gang of cooks were waiting at the door, Zheng Zhefan came out of the door, and he greeted with a respectful smile: "Hello Mr. Zheng, you cook very quickly." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at the two dishes that Zheng Zhefan had cooked, and couldn't help but be taken aback.

There was actually a plate of braised pork?

Can braised pork be cooked in more than ten minutes? That's incredible.

The appearance of the dish is quite good-looking, but why don't you smell the fragrance of the dish?

"Hmmm! It's just two home-cooked dishes, and it's not a hassle to make. Zheng Zhefan said.

"I'll have someone bring it to you." Help the cook.

"It's fine." Zheng Zhefan said.

The assistant chef called a waiter who was in charge of serving the dishes and asked him to bring Zheng Zhefan's two dishes to the No. 18 private room.

Zheng Zhefan then followed back to his seat.

"Master has worked hard, your two dishes look very good-looking, and they must be very delicious." Pan Gaoshou said respectfully.

"You're welcome, let's try my craft." Zheng Zhefan said with a smile.

Hum! These two dishes must not have been made by him! It's shameless to ask the chef to cook two dishes for him and then fry them himself! Zheng Liangying looked at the two dishes that were served on the table, and felt guilty.

Other people actually think the same way.

Although braised pork is a Taoist cooking, it takes a lot of effort to make, how can it be made so quickly?

Pan Gaoshou was the first to stretch out his chopsticks, and he wanted to clip a chopstick, garlic, oil, and wheat vegetables.

Zheng Zhefan's hand lightly clicked.

"Poof!"

With a soft sound, the fragrance of the vegetables confined to the plate only diffused at this time, and when it landed, the whole private room was filled with a strong fragrance.

The fragrance is mouth-watering, and the index finger is moving, and everyone's spirits are lifted.

"It smells so good!"

"It really smells! Is it the dish that comes out? ”

The people at the table were amazed, and everyone stretched out their chopsticks towards the two dishes together.

At this time, Pan Gaoshou had already put a chopstick garlic and green vegetables into his mouth, and as soon as the vegetables entered his mouth, his teeth and cheeks were fragrant, and every taste bud cell cheered.

Pan Gaoshou's eyes widened suddenly, he chewed the food in his mouth quickly, nodded frequently, swallowed the food, he nodded again and again with great satisfaction, and his eyes were even more surprised: "It's so delicious!" Oh, my God! It's the best green vegetable I've ever eaten in my life! ”