Facing Qin's words, Yin Ye nodded silently.

made its own response.

"That's nature."

……

……

The night passed silently.

Whatever happened that night, when it was all over, it was truly over forever.

After the conversation with Fang Bei, after Xue Ling returned to the room, he slept soundly.

But early the next morning, she was woken up by Fang Bei.

"It's early." Xue Ling complained that she didn't want to get up early because she slept late and slept soundly.

What's more, now is not the period of the Sky Soul Inn, even if you get up, there is nothing to do.

"Get up and cook!" Fang Bei said with a straight face, but he laughed halfway through.

"Me?" Xue Ling pointed at herself and was stunned for a moment: "What about Sister Ping?" ”

To be honest, Sister Ping has been cooking breakfast recently.

Although it is not a mistake to say that a master like Sister Ping makes breakfast for herself, since Sister Ping doesn't say anything, everyone still enjoys it with peace of mind.

After all, don't look at Sister Ping's high martial arts, in fact, Sister Ping also has a hand in cooking, after all, before Xue Ling came, the part-time cook was He Ping.

It can only be said that in these years, an assassin has no other skills, and may not really be able to survive.

"Sister Ping is practicing." Fang Bei said succinctly.

Xue Ling was a little surprised.

Because before this, I had almost never seen He Ping practicing.

Generally speaking, He Ping's free time is basically spent drinking, drinking and drinking.

And Sister Ping is always drinking, but she has never seen her drunk, probably this is also a kind of ability.

But don't say it so simply, Xue Ling won't be able to break the casserole and ask in the end.

"And what do we eat?" Xue Ling asked.

"Duck blood vermicelli soup?" Don't ask.

Xue Ling's face suddenly drooped.

"I won't!"

She really can't, duck blood vermicelli soup is Jinling's special breakfast, Xue Ling is a Yanjing person, how can she know Jinling's duck blood vermicelli soup.

"No, it doesn't matter." Fang Bei smiled: "I'll teach you." ”

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In fact, in principle, after coming to Guo's house, in fact, the three meals a day on Fangbie's side should be in charge of Guofu's chef, but in fact, the three meals a day are all made by Fangbie's own people, and only the ingredients are provided by Guofu.

I have to say that the ingredients provided by Guo Fu are all excellent.

The people who usually cook are mainly Sister Ping, and then Xue Ling, and Fang Bei sometimes does it.

And in addition to these three people, Sheng Gongzi can't cook at all, according to Sheng Gongzi's words, money can make grinding ghosts, and if you have money, you are afraid that you won't have anything to eat?

Hei Wu is too, Ru Mao drinks blood and eats raw, if there is cooked food to eat, he also welcomes it, but it is better to kill him than to let him cook.

As for Ningxia, Ningxia is actually the style of the eldest lady, because no matter how you think that Ningxia is Ning Huan's confining in the Hall of Sorrow and Joy, it will not be to the point of cooking by herself.

Shang Jiuge can be regarded as a little expert in survival in the wild, after all, the little aunt who can go down to Huashan without a penny and can survive is basically a legend in the world.

But the legends of the world are the legends of the world, and we have to talk about the truth seriously.

Because of Shang Jiuge's limited cooking conditions, she can barely grill a fish and make a chicken called Hua, but it is better to kill Shang Jiuge to make a more complex meal.

There is also the Dragon Boat Festival, which is also currently a little monk who can only eat rice buckets.

As a result, in the entire Xiao Soul Inn, except for the supernumerary member Huo Ying, the leaders of the catering industry are still the three giants of the inn, namely He Ping, Fang Bei, and Xue Ling.

Xue Ling is among them, and that is not empty at all.

After all, the girl is the number one chef of the Sky Soul Inn!

Duck skeleton, ginger slices, clotted dark red duck blood, and some yellowed hard vermicelli.

Xue Ling looked at the ingredients in front of her, and for a while, the cook girl was also a little at a loss.

But that's not all, the duck liver is cut, a small piece of duck intestines, a small duck heart, and the duck Zhen is also cut into small slices.

The so-called duck blood vermicelli soup basically uses all parts of the duck's body.

Duck duck is so cute, why do we eat duck duck.

Then there is only one answer, and that is that duck duck is really delicious.

Xue Ling looked at all the ingredients for making duck blood vermicelli soup, and then looked at the seasoning next to him.

Emerald green coriander, tender yellow ginger, snow-white green onions, fine salt as fine as snow grains, and even a small tempting jar of white pepper, a small bottle of sesame oil, and a small bottle of bright red chili oil.

There is also a halogen bag.

With so many materials and seasonings, if she asked Shang Jiuge to come, I am afraid she would have been blinded at a loss.

But even Xue Ling, she felt like she was almost out of cooking.

So much, what to do!

She could only look up at Fang Bei: "You said okay!" ”

You say okay, I won't teach me.

"yes, I said yes." Fang Bei smiled and said, "First use cold water to soak the duck skeleton." ”

氽 is to put something in a pot to cook.

But how to soaking cold water, of course, it is to boil the cold water.

So Xue Ling also put a pot of cold water, carefully put the duck skeleton in, turned on the fire, saw the cold water gradually boiling, the blood in the duck skeleton gradually seeped out, and skimmed off the blood foam with a spoon, so a little, until there was no more blood seeping out, Xue Ling looked at Fang Bei, Fang Bei smiled and continued: "Then put the ginger slices in cold water and boil over high heat, and boil the soup on low heat for half an hour." ”

Cook soup for half an hour at every turn, this is the tone of your cooking in the south?

Xue Ling was very angry, but Fang Bei's words didn't stop: "At the same time, you are adding ginger slices with cold water, and putting the duck liver and duck intestines and duck heart duck Zhen into it to scald off the blood." ”

The standard is a commanding chef.

The key is that Xue Ling can't say that you can do it.

Because Fang Bei must be true.

Fang Bei will not humiliate himself in his unfamiliar territory.

"Okay, okay." Xue Ling said: "And these duck offal are also put into the duck rack to stew the broth after the blood is scalded?" ”

"Don't, don't." Fang Bei stopped Xue Ling's assumptions.

"Find another pot, put the marinade in it, and then put these duck offal in it as well, and simmer it for half an hour."

"Is this an hour?" Xue Ling looked at Fang Bei.

After all, the duck rack is stewed for half an hour, and the duck offal is marinated for half an hour, what is this not an hour?

"Stupid, it's still half an hour." Fang Bei scolded with a smile: "I don't understand time management." ”

It's like a time management master.

"Time management?" Xue Ling didn't seem to understand.

"Amazing?"