These men in the back kitchen are annoying. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Obviously doing things recklessly, stir-frying vegetables and stirring lime, but he has not carefully changed it, and the cooking skills of Shi Weitian can be maintained to this day, which is also a blessing from the previous life.

The man saw that Tang Ling couldn't reach the pot, so he actually ran outside to bring a small bench, and slammed his four legs on the ground, "You guys see, Miss Ben is better at cooking than you!" ”

"Don't make a fuss, little Nizi. You can't even hold the pot, this is a big iron pot weighing several pounds. The cook hummed and copied the dish a few times, "Do you know what it means to fry, roast, stew, fry, steam, and fry?" ”

Tang Ling rolled up his sleeves, stood on the stool, and lifted the pot with difficulty, to say the least, it weighed ten catties, it seems that turning vegetables can't rely on shaking the pot, but on a shovel.

A man next to him walked over, "Nizi, you let me, the stove can't be empty, I used this pot." ”

Tang Ling refused, "The guest's dishes are in a hurry, I'll come!" ”

Seeing that she was dominating the pot, since the girl's family wanted to toss, let her be, but many men teased, "Don't be overcooked, you are cooked!" ”

Tang Ling ignored it.

Although the strength is a little less, the feeling in the previous life will not be weakened.

She held a kitchen knife in her hand, and without brute force, grabbed the shrimp and swiped it gently, the black line was hooked, and then the whole shrimp shell fell off completely. This knife work, within ten years, can't be taken.

After Tang Ling finished cutting the first shrimp, the person next to him didn't see the action clearly, and saw that there was more jade-colored shrimp meat on the plate, and then he didn't pay attention, Na Nizi held the handle of the knife, and the knife fell in his hand, all in one go, a large handful of shrimp seemed to be undressed, all clean and powdery.

"You ....." the man's voice was very small, "how can you ...... little doll?"

Tang Ling pouted and smiled, "The best is yet to come." ”

The key to stir-frying shrimp is the oil temperature, which must be exactly the same, and you must not hesitate when you take it out, and you must be as neat as killing the enemy on the field.

Chirping~

The oil star slowly rolled away, the garlic pieces were fried out of a fierce fragrance, and the shrimp were put in at this time, instantly golden and bright, and the skin was crispy and tender.

"Taste it, guys." Tang Ling was full of confidence, "Shrimp pay the most attention to oil temperature, and only with such heat can golden shrimp be produced." ”

A few men were not convinced, but there were still people who wanted to pick bones in the eggs and deliberately ate one, just wanting to say something critical, but the result was full of fresh and crispy tenderness, and it was so delicious that they were willing to bow down.

The man gave a thumbs up, "I'll serve!" ”

Tang Ling picked up the shrimp, "The guests outside should be in a hurry, I'll come when I go." ”

Fortunately, when I went in time, the last dish of the guest came up, and I almost wanted to return the fried shrimp, but as soon as Tang Ling's shrimp touched the table, the lingering aroma provoked the people around to turn their heads to look for it.

"What kind of shrimp is this?" The guest officer looked at the dishes that even the painting style had changed, and the golden shrimp were wrapped in sugar sauce and red sauce, which was not only beautiful, but also more attractive.

"Stir-fry the shrimp." Tang Ling patted the guest officer's shoulder, "I'm really sorry, I've delayed your meal, I personally fried this dish, and I will give you a free order, which is considered to be a reparation." ”

There is a doll at this table who is greedy and knows at a glance what is good. I hurriedly put the shrimp into my mouth with chopsticks, but I refused to swallow it deliciously.

When did the people around look around, when did Shi Weitian change the cook?

"Girl, did you really make this dish?" The voice came from the corner, and Tang Ling saw that the old man was immortal, and the older he was, the more energetic he looked.

Tang Ling didn't dare to underestimate it, and hurriedly ran over obediently, "Uncle, do you want a dish too?" ”

The white-bearded old man nodded, "Just that plate of golden shrimp, I'll give you a tael of gold, and you can pack it for me." ”

"Huh? A tael of gold? We don't dare to accept it! ”

The old man was kind and kind, but when he heard that she didn't accept it, he became serious, "If you don't accept it, you will look down on me." ”

Tang Ling couldn't wait for him to say this, so he hurriedly responded, "Okay! ”

The people around have been impressed by this shrimp, a plate of shrimp and a tael of gold? Everyone is thinking in their hearts, if they don't eat this shrimp that is comparable to gold, they will pay more!

The men were busy in the back kitchen, and when they saw Tang Ling coming back, they asked one after another, "Did someone order your shrimp?" ”

"Not only did someone order, but there was also a tael of gold." Tang Lingle hehe, seeing the money, his eyes opened. But there was a short cook who had not spoken all this time, and his face was wrong, "Girl, that's an old man with a white beard, isn't it?" He's not from our Central Plains. ”

Tang Ling actually didn't know much about the Central Plains or the Central Plains, in her opinion, the old man was a little strangely dressed, but his accent and appearance were not much different from them.

"It doesn't matter, he gives money, I cook, it's right." Tang was dexterous, and a plate of shrimp was peeled again.

The short cook shook his head, "Our Dalan country is vast and sparsely populated, and the lord of the country is weak. As the people know, they can't sustain today without relying on the soldiers and horses of Zhou Wangye. ”

The national situation is like this, but Tang Ling is not worried at all. Happiness in front of you, joy in front of you, why do you want to do so much? As long as someone is here to eat, it doesn't matter if he is from the Central Plains or Siberian, just give money. Anyway, this Nizi is blessed to travel over, and it will be better to subvert the Tang family in the future and avenge the dead Wanniang and Lingzi.

Tang Ling took the shrimp and went out again.

After the third watch, most of the people eating in the building were reduced, and only the drunken man was left stubbornly lamenting that life was too short. Tang Ling was deeply touched, but the white-bearded old man was still sitting there refreshed and waiting for her.

"I'm tired of the girl, in the future, our master will live in Yongle Lane for a long time, and I hope that the girl will come to our house to cook in the future, and I will thank you with a lot of money."

After that, the old man put down a bigger ingot of gold, "This is the deposit I paid for my master, can the girl come for lunch tomorrow?" ”

Tang Ling was surprised, although he wanted to refuse, but he was reluctant to give up the gold, "Uncle, who is your master?" ”

The old man smiled, left a sentence, and left.

Timing her careful thinking of greedy for money, the old man walked so confidently.

It's closed, it's finally closed.

Tang Ling stretched out his arm, he was really tired of being the second shopkeeper. She glanced into the building, and the eldest sister was much more leisurely than her, and called the little wanderers from the abandoned workshop to eat and drink together.

"Huh! You eat wine and drink meat, and you don't call me? Tang Ling looked at this group of bad guys who were busy serving food and eating the celebration banquet, even Xiao Er was talking before her, and there was no one like her second shopkeeper in his heart!

The eldest sister flattered, "Lingzi~ Sit down, sit~ I'll tell you, last time, the trafficker Westerner actually came to the door by himself, I raised a knife to force him to hand over, and he actually called your name with his mouth, and said what chocolate!" ”

Tang Ling saw that the eldest sister was like that, and had a bad premonition, "What is the result?" Where is he? ”

The eldest sister clasped her hands on her chest and pointed to the door, "Look, the pool of blood on the ground was knocked out by me and ran away." ”