After coming out of the cold food room, Wang Ming looked at the time, the watch on his wrist pointed to two o'clock, and there were only ten minutes left before he got off work.

Hurriedly finished the work in his hand, Wang Ming leaned on the pier boredly, recalling some skills and techniques about making zuò in cold meat, combined with what Li Wang just said, silently deduced and tried the combination of various raw materials and flavors in his heart.

With the passage of time, Wang Ming has now completely adapted to the role of the tail pier for the use of knife skills and speed, and he can do things handily, and he can have a lot of free time every day, and for him, the most precious thing is time.

"Wang Ming, come on."

Just when Wang Ming was pondering, the voice of the head chef Li Long also came, which made Wang Ming slightly stunned, and immediately retracted his mind, his eyes were a little doubtful, but the steps under his feet had already been taken, and he walked quickly towards the head chef Li Long.

"From today onwards, the staff meal will be handed over to you, is there a problem?"

Seeing Wang Ming coming, a smile appeared on Li Long's face, pointed to the unprocessed raw materials on the side, and said to Wang Ming.

Wang Ming nodded, his eyes were still puzzled, the staff meal has always been cooked by Wang Wendong of the pier, but from today on, Li Long actually let himself operate, which made him puzzled at the same time, he looked around, but did not find Wang Wendong's figure.

"Don't look for it, I have been training Wang Wendong to cook staff meals before, and now he is proficient in these, and on the Jujin Pavilion side, every day at noon and after getting off work at night, he will take time to help him train, and therefore, you will be responsible for this place in the future, of course, there will be a subsidy of two hundred yuan per month."

As if he knew Wang Ming's thoughts very well, Li Long opened his mouth and said, then patted Wang Ming's shoulder, and nodded that he was also standing aside and did not leave.

Wang Ming nodded, for him, although he couldn't intervene in the cooking of the dishes in a short time, it didn't mean that he couldn't, the first was because he couldn't keep up, and the second point was that he never had a chance.

At this time, when the opportunity came, Wang Ming hesitated for a moment, then raised his head, his eyes were firm, and when he turned around, he had already come to the front of the stove, looking at the wok placed in front of the stove, Wang Ming felt a trace of emotion in his heart, and when he stretched out his hand, he turned up the flame, accompanied by the humming sound of the fan, and Wang Ming put the pot on the shelf.

Quickly pouring half a pot of water, Wang Ming looked at the raw materials of the staff meal in the rear, which was mainly made of soybean sprouts, supplemented by various leftovers, and a large horse bucket next to it, which was filled with sliced pork belly.

Wang Ming retracted his gaze, thought about it a little in his heart, at this moment, with the water in the pot began to boil, blanched the bean sprouts and other batches of water, quickly brushed the pot, injected the bottom oil, added the ingredients and fried until blackened, at this moment the oil temperature also rose, Wang Ming turned around and took the pork belly, and after slipping down the edge of the pot, the wok was on fire, the left hand grabbed the ear of the pot side, and the right hand spoon kept churning and stirring, making the pork belly in the pot in the hot oil, constantly making a crisp sound.

With the stir-frying, the pork belly in the pot was gradually fried, and the fat in it was all squeezed out, Wang Ming turned around, after the red pepper was added, the onion and garlic also followed, and the noodle sauce was added, and began to stir again.

Next, Wang Ming added soy sauce and cooking wine in turn, and then, he looked at the cauldron in front of him, and slowly added the bean sprouts and leftovers that had been controlled by the water, and at the same time of stirring, salt, monosodium glutamate, and a little sugar were also put into the pot by him.

Wang Ming tasted the taste, and when he nodded, he added some dark soy sauce and adjusted the color of the soup, which shrunk the flame, and when the fire was burned, he moved his right palm, which was a little sour.

"Although there is still jerky under his hands, he is not in a hurry, and he starts things in an orderly manner, yes, he is indeed a material that can be made."

Li Long on the side said secretly in his heart, but on the surface, he didn't show the slightest, but he looked at the depths of Wang Ming's eyes, but there was appreciation, it was not easy to be able to do this kind of Cheng dù for the first time, at this time, looking at the soup tumbling in the pot, Li Long hesitated slightly, took the spoon from Wang Ming's hand, ordered some soup that had been boiled and was a little thick, put it on his mouth and blew it gently, and then tasted the taste, the expression on his face, and it was wonderful in an instant.

The salty and fresh are moderate, slightly spicy with a strong fragrance that is difficult to hide, and the meaty aroma contained in the pork belly is the taste that permeates the mouth at the moment, which makes Li Long's eyes show a little surprise, and he slowly put down the hand spoon.

"Do it well, although you started much later than Wang Wendong, I believe that you will be able to surpass him in a short time."

Savoring the aroma in his mouth, Li Long nodded slightly, and then said to Wang Ming, with a strange face, the eyes that looked at Wang Ming were excited, and the young man in front of him at this moment was the most talented child he had seen in the past twenty years, with more tenacious character, as well as simplicity and diligence.

"I want to find an opportunity to talk to him, isn't this kind of talent what I, Li Long, have been looking for for so many years?"

Li Long secretly said in his heart, looking at Wang Ming's gaze at this moment, there was a touch of softness again, and then the smile on his face gradually spread, and under Wang Ming's stunned gaze, he slowly walked out of the door.

Seeing Li Long's figure disappear at the door of the kitchen, Wang Ming retracted his gaze and shook his head lightly with a wry smile.

Looking at the staff meal that had been prepared in the pot, Wang Ming shook his head, shook off the doubts in his heart, took a deep breath, added a little starch, stirred, so that the already thick soup in it hung around the dish, and then ordered a little sesame oil to completely turn off the flame.

After moving around for a while, Wang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the fragrant staff meal in the pot, and a smile also appeared on his face, the first real spoon since his rebirth, which made his heart also have a faint sense of achievement.

Looking down at his watch, the corners of Wang Ming's mouth lifted a smile, and when he spoke, a loud voice echoed in the kitchen.

"Cooking!"