The kitchen in the crew naturally can't be too demanding, but fortunately, the materials for the lion's head are not complicated.

Su Yu took some lean meat and cut some fatty meat, when Bai Huahua's fat was brought to the board, Tang Shaoke coughed twice, Su Yu turned around when he heard the sound, and thought that there were signs of a cold, so he hurriedly poured a cup of hot water and handed it to him.

Tang Shaoke took the hot water, but his eyes inadvertently swept over the fat on the board, and frowned at Su Yu.

Su Yu reacted at this time, and couldn't help but laugh, "If it's simple lean meat, it won't come out with that taste, I promise, I won't feel greasy when I eat it for a while." ”

Raising three fingers as if taking an oath, watching Tang Shaoke take a sip of hot water, Su Yu went back to continue cooking.

The fat and lean meat of 37 points is not like chopping dumpling filling, but is cut thinly, and the step of cutting the meat alone takes about ten minutes, until it becomes finely minced meat, and then the knife is put down.

Add water to chopped green onion ginger, vegetable puree, egg liquid, white wine, refined salt and all the seasonings are put in and stir evenly.

The mixed sauce was smeared straight on the palm of his hand, and Su Yu's fingers just moved slightly, and he kneaded it into four balls.

Seeing that his hands kept moving, Tang Shaoke's good-looking eyebrows sank, and his gaze kept falling on Su Yu.

Su Yu wore a white shirt and a pair of slacks casually, and his just right figure made a simple set of clothes exquisite, but he seemed to be younger.

Su Yu is twenty-one? Tang Shaoke was a little unsure, whether it was twenty-one or twenty-two, he was six or seven years younger than him.

Six or seven years old, Tang Shaoke touched the newly grown stubble, and glanced through the reflection of the window, whether it would be better to shave off the beard.

Su Yu inadvertently turned around and saw Tang Shaoke leaning on the door frame, his fingers running across his chin, and he looked stunned like he had never seen before.

The slightly flattened balls in his hand were subconsciously thrown into the oil pot, making a stabbing sound, and the splashed oil droplets fell on the back of his hand, Su Yu grinned and reacted, shook his hand, stirred the colander in the oil pot, and the balls rolled in the hot oil.

Tang Shaoke was also awakened by the sound, and his raised eyes just happened to reflect Su Yu's right hand that had just been dripping with oil, trembling slightly, looking at it with disgust, turning around and going out.

Su Yu pouted, the skin of the balls that had been fried was slightly yellow, and he hurriedly fished them out.

After changing the bowl, the cut winter bamboo shoots were placed at the bottom of the bowl, and the meatballs were put on to steam.

Tang Shaoke only said that he wanted to eat the lion's head, but Su Yu felt that because this dish was in a hurry, not only was it a little longer to fry it, but now it was boiling on a high fire, and the taste itself would be lacking.

So when Tang Shaoke came back, he saw Su Yu rolling up his sleeves and making noodles, with some flour on his face.

His fingers were retracted backwards, as if he had never left, just quietly watching Su Yu's movements.

The wonton buns are small and delicate, with thin skin and thick filling, and when they are rolled in hot water, there is no sign of them being half scattered.

Su Yu nodded with satisfaction, took it out, put it in a large bowl, and covered the pot directly.

Only then did he look at Tang Shaoke, rubbed the back of his hand on his face, and saw that the male god had sunk his face, and his eyes motioned for him to go over.

Su Yu was stunned, and Tang Shaoke was already dissatisfied, "Come here." ”

The voice was a little impatient, but Su Yu was not the slightest bit unhappy, and walked up to the male god upside down, without speaking, pursing his lips and laughing at Tang Shaoke.

There was a silly expression on his delicate face, Tang Shaoke wanted to laugh a little, obviously his tone was not good, why couldn't he hear the feeling of this little thing in front of him at all, just such a stupid appearance, why did he think it was so good-looking?

In the bottom of his heart, because of Su Yu's smile, his face was still tense, he picked up Su Yu's right hand and looked at it in the sun, when the oil pot was hot, the oil temperature was extremely high, but two drops were splashed on it, and two blisters had been scalded on the back of his white hand, which was a little red.

"Aren't you a chef, and you're not a novice anymore, and you can still burn yourself, but you're really stupid." The mouth is fierce, but the movements of the hands are gentle.

I just went to the crew doctor to get the ointment, squeezed some in the palm of my hand, and carefully smeared it on the burned position.

Su Yu's hand shrank unconsciously, Tang Shaoke raised his eyes, and asked uncertainly: "It hurts?" ”

Su Yu shook his head, just stupid.

Tang Shaoke couldn't help but roll his eyes, and gave Su Yu a box of ointment, "Remember to wipe it when you go back." ”

"Okay." Whatever Tang Shaoke said, Su Yu just smiled and responded, just looking at his face, he knew that he didn't listen to anything.

The time was almost up, Su Yu opened the lid of the pot, the bowl was full of oil floating on the surface, and he skimmed out all the oil with a soup spoon, and then came out with the bowl.

The lion's head and the wontons were brought to the rest area, and the people around the fragrant and seductive were a little greedy, but they just watched Tang Shaoke protect the plate like a calf, and could only walk away regrettably.

Zhang Yi rushed over regardless of it, took the chopsticks and started to pick up the balls.

Su Yu didn't have time to stop it, the chopsticks had already failed, Tang Shaoke snatched the chopsticks and glared at Zhang Yi angrily, "It's not your share, this is for me." ”

Zhang Yi looked at Su Yu aggrievedly, but Su Yu spread his hands, whatever the male god said, he would not refute it.

"There are a lot of wonton buns, Director Zhang will have a bowl." Su Yu stood up and prepared to serve another bowl.

"Sit down." Tang Shaoke spoke.

Zhang Yi snatched over the bench and was about to sit down, when he saw Tang Shaoke look at him with disdain, "It's not about you." ”

"Huh?" Su Yu was extremely melancholy, when will the male god's style of cherishing words like gold be changed.

"You've been busy for a long time, sit down and eat, and he wants to eat it and let him serve it himself." Tang Shaoke looked at the confused expressions of the two people in front of him, and couldn't help but say a few more words.

Su Yu gave Zhang Yi a powerless expression, sat down obediently, took the tableware handed by Tang Shaoke, and got an appreciative expression from the male god and became happy.

Zhang Yi took a deep breath and raised his middle finger angrily at Tang Shaoke, "Damn, you are ruthless." Reluctantly, he got up and went to the kitchen.

Tang Shaoke was satisfied with the preparation to start, the meatballs were as tender as tofu, they were actually to be scooped with a soup spoon, tender and lubricated, and the taste was excellent.

There was only one of the four balls left in a blink of an eye, Tang Shaoke was a little entangled, in the end he remembered that it was all made by Su Yu, and moved the plate towards Su Yu without half an expression on his face.

The air was full of grief, Su Yu bit his lip and tried not to let himself laugh, looking at Tang Shaoke's sullen expression, he moved the plate back with a smile, "I don't like to eat." ”

"Really?" Tang Shaoke's eyes lit up a little.

"Hmm." Su Yu nodded, this is indeed true, he does prefer vegetarian food.

It's just a ball, Su Yu feels like there is an extra tail behind the male god, dangling, very cute.

When Zhang Yi approached, the plate was empty, he clutched his chest in heartbreak, dropped a cold snort, and turned around to sit on the other side to eat wontons.

The Su family's wontons have always been small, and they can eat four or five in one bite, sprinkled with some chili oil, and poured some old vinegar, but the people who eat them are sweating but still can't stop eating.

Tang Shaoke was satisfied, walked behind Zhang Yi, and said in a low voice: "Eating people has a short mouth." ”