The chicken shape has been contemplated, and it also announces that the life of the rooster in the house is coming to an end.

Guan Lang carried the rooster to the market stall to find someone to help kill the chicken.

He is not kind, and he can't bear to kill the chickens that stay at home for a few more days, but it will be more convenient for people to deal with them at the chicken stall.

He had no experience in killing chickens, and was worried that he would get chicken feathers and chicken blood all over the floor.

Professional things should still be left to professional people.

The rooster was made into ginseng chicken soup, and with half a roast goose bought at the market, boiled cabbage heart, lunch was ready.

Guan Lang is like a god when it comes to cooking.

With the control of physical fitness, the error of his control of the material will basically not exceed 0.3 grams.

Of course, the precise control of ingredients does not mean that his cooking skills have been improved to the world's top level.

Especially for Chinese chefs, it is neither realistic nor reasonable to cook strictly according to the amount on the recipe.

Standards are just a means for new chefs to quickly master a dish to the standard, but for more advanced cooking, many things are difficult to measure with standards.

The freshness of the ingredients, the heat of the pot are different, and the ingredients suitable for application are naturally different, so how can it be simply controlled by a string of fixed numbers in the book.

Therefore, it is more about the accumulation of experience, when and how much materials need to be put in, and in most cases, it is based on subconscious feelings and experience.

What Guan Lang needs is to accumulate experience in cooking again and again.

The quality of cooking skills can basically be judged by three aspects, knife work, seasoning, and heat.

Needless to say, his knife skills are also very advantageous in terms of heat and seasoning, which is why his cooking skills have improved so rapidly.

The chicken soup he is now simmering slowly over low heat is a great test of his cooking skills.

"Cousin, your cooking skills are so good, you will definitely make a lot of money by opening a restaurant. "Wu Yazhen has completely dispelled the idea of wanting to beat Guan Lang in terms of cooking skills as time has passed.

The cooking itself is very good, but the key is that the speed of progress is very fast.

She remembered that when she first came to Tiannan, she was only surprised that her cousin was a boy who could cook well, but it was really impossible to say how amazing the cooking skills were.

But now that she's completely convinced, it's progressing too fast.

In her opinion, this cooking is already the top skill she has ever tasted.

The simplest home-cooked dish is actually the most effortless dish.

The basic skills of cooking include too much, and it is impossible to tell the level of a chef in a dish, but if you taste a few more dishes, you can basically judge the level of a chef's cooking skills.

The same home-cooked dish, the same ingredients and seasonings, an ordinary dish that any housewife can make, but can make her eat without stopping, isn't this a reflection of superb cooking skills?

Originally, she only ate one bowl of rice at home, but now she comes to Tiannan to eat at least three bowls a day.

Of course, she didn't know that in order to achieve this level of making her feast, Guan Lang also had the taste she liked behind her back, and it was not simply the reason for the rise in her cooking skills.

People in different regions will have different taste preferences due to differences in customs and culture, let alone individuals?

What do you like to eat, what is anorexia, what is the taste, which day you eat more shredded green pepper and less macaroni, although he didn't say it, he can still figure out her taste through observation.

The same dish may be ten points for others, fifteen or even twenty points for her.

And the more time you spend together, the more thorough this understanding and familiarity becomes.

"Forget it, it's too hard to do catering. Guan Lang thought for a moment and shook his head.

Cooking at home is quite leisurely, but if you make a chef your main job, you have to sweat in the kitchen like a stove in the summer, and although he is heat resistant, it doesn't mean that he likes to stay in a hot environment.

"Hey, hey. Wu Yazhen scooped up a bowl of chicken soup and smiled.

She just mentioned it casually, if she really let her aunt know that she asked her cousin to open a restaurant, she would definitely be counted.

The two were still eating lunch when suddenly there was a sharp knock on the door outside.

Guan Lang got up and opened the door.

When he saw someone coming, he raised his eyebrows in some surprise.

It's the neighbor of the apartment next door, an older single white-collar lady of unknown age, she is wearing a delicate little suit, shouldn't she be working at this time?

Although they are two next door, Guan Lang's unsociable temperament makes him rarely have any contact with his neighbors.

I also say hello when I go out to meet, but I belong to the kind of people who can't call each other's names.

What did she come to do with herself? Guan Lang was a little curious.

Wu Yazhen took a bowl of rice and walked to the foyer to look out of the door while eating.

Chewing the rice, swallowing, the same pair of curious eyes.

When Guan Lang was about to invite the other party into the room to sit, she had already sorted out her words and broke the silence with a voice.

"I'm sorry, but I want to ask if you have seen my goo-goo, is it the silver-gray Chinchilla?" asked the white-collar lady with a slight frown, her hands gesturing in the air.

Guan Lang shook his head: "Not today." ”

He was a little impressed by the silver-gray Chinjira that he had been talking about, and several times when he was drying his clothes, he could see the active cat on the balcony next door jumping up and down.

And he is also a member of Chiaki's licking cat family, every time he takes Chiaki out, the Chinchilla will always follow Chiaki every step of the way, and even its owner doesn't bother to pay attention to it.

Perhaps it is this that makes the other party think that the lost cat may come to Guan Lang's house.

"Okay, thank you, if you see my family cooing, please tell me, thank you again. Hearing Guan Lang's answer, the other party obviously looked a little lost.

The two exchanged phone calls.

Looking at the other party's unrelenting appearance, Guan Lang hesitated for a while and asked, "When did your cat get lost, did you slip out at home?"

There is a cat at home, and he understands the other party's feelings, although he feels that the other party is a little careless.

"Well, I ran out at seven o'clock this morning, I was changing my shoes at the door, and suddenly I thought that I had left my wallet in the room, so I went back to get it, but I didn't expect it to run out at this time. The white-collar worker regretted it. "I also just looked at the camera at home at the company and realized that it was not at home. ”

"I should have closed the door...... He usually likes to play hide and seek with me, so what should I do? ”

"It shouldn't be far, you can look in the nearby stairwell, or find the property to adjust the surveillance camera in the stairway. Guan Lang gave advice.

The white-collar workers were also dizzy, only to forget that the corridor was installed with monitoring, and when they heard Guan Lang's opinion, they suddenly opened their mouths and hurriedly contacted the property.