Chapter 158: Fried Cow River
Before turning off the monitor, Chen Bo glanced at the answer.
Well, it's a category that I can't imagine.
The reference answer gives two demonstration directions, one is to explore the characteristics of the era of the development of e-reading categories, and the other is to analyze the relationship between readers' reading habits and their own asset level.
All in all, it's an unclear feeling.
The canteen didn't get a meal, Chen Bo felt a little emotional in his heart, Wang Xu had a rare meal today, and he couldn't get chopsticks if he wanted to steal a few pieces of meat.
Before going to bed at noon, the group owner of the substitute group sent a big red envelope, saying that it was to celebrate his passing defense, and he specially @ Chen Bo in recognition of his outstanding contributions.
[Nothing, money in place, easy to do]
Chen Bo replied angrily, ignoring the inquiry information, he was a cold fairy in the minds of these people, and the reply never exceeded three sentences, and it was definitely not more than five words at a time.
Now that the application for adding friends is almost more than 99+, for those who don't note the origin, Chen Bo will hang it alone, unless the avatar is a good-looking girl, maybe he can consider passing.
"Evening exams, do you want to come and cheer?" Chen Bo remembered this stubble, and after choosing the ingredients in the cooking class, he was a fried cow river in the first week.
"Do you want me to help you with off-field cheat sheets?" Wang Xu smiled.
Chen Bo explained: "Cooking, saying that the cooked dishes are served for dinner in the canteen. β
"So unlucky, tell me which canteen it is, I'll avoid it tonight." Wang Xu was so frightened that he sucked his mouth.
"The First Canteen." Chen Bo raised the longest finger.
According to the dishes counted earlier, the teacher prepared the corresponding ingredients in advance, and Chen Bo wore a three-piece set of headscarves, masks, aprons, and inspected the cold storage.
"Where's beef? All I saw was pork. Chen Bo tiptoed down and squatted down to take a closer look, and there was indeed no beef.
"What do I want for my pineapple chicken fried rice?" Yao Wencheng was confused.
Chen Bo said speechlessly: "The recipe details are there, and the portion size has been marked for you." β
Yao Wencheng took a look, and couldn't help frowning: "What about a dozen ingredients, it's so troublesome to make a soup, just make a fried rice." β
"Fried rice is fine, just don't fry it." Chen Bo reported the lack of beef to the teacher, but was told that it didn't matter.
"There are no husbands and wives in the husband and wife lungs, and there doesn't have to be beef in the fried beef river, give full play to your imagination, and you can copy some dried shrimp and bullfrogs."
"I....okay."
Chen Bo returned to the cold storage, and poured a lot of beef skewers for barbecue, but they were quick-frozen, and the taste would definitely be worse than that of fresh food.
"Will the squid and pho stir-fried together create a wonderful spark?"
Anyway, there is no rule that you must honestly follow the recipe, Chen Bo picked a few meat meats, and planned to make the whole hodgepodge in one pot.
Solve the problem of ingredients, and the headache is still behind, a luxury fried beef river priced at 16 yuan, how to persuade people to be willing to pay for it.
All kinds of beautiful food shapes came to Chen Bo's mind, he had tasted the craftsmanship of many five-star chefs, and the taste could only be said to be medium and upper, and there were very few that were not as good as messing around at home.
But the shaping ability is definitely first-class, shoot the cucumber to cut out the smile of the Mona Lisa, and use bean sprouts to piece together the white swan, as long as you master this stunt, let alone 16 yuan, someone will pay for it for 1600 yuan.
The students each took a vegetable basket and put all the ingredients they needed into their pockets, and Yao Wencheng mistakenly took the ham for chicken, only to find out afterwards.
"It's cut into pieces, and I can't tell the difference." Yao Wencheng tried his best to exonerate himself.
"Hurry up, it's only 40 minutes." Chen Bo didn't have time to tease others, he really wanted to fry Niuhe, 10 minutes was more than enough, but he hadn't thought about what to pose.
After searching for some patterns on the Internet, he selected a simple and easy-to-use heart shape, and after copying a copy, Chen Bo held a spoon in one hand and played with chopsticks in the other, barely piecing together a love heart.
"It's so fragrant, can I take a bite?" Yao Wencheng was attracted by the aroma.
Chen Bo turned his head and said with disdain: "What are you doing, 15 minutes have passed, and you haven't even cut the pineapple." β
"I'm making soup, you see, it's mine..."Yao Wencheng lifted the lid of the pot, and it was pitch black.
"How much water did you put in?" Chen Bo asked.
"That's probably it." Yao Wencheng gestured, about 30ml.
"Turn down the heat, double the amount of water, let's have 200ml."
"Okay, I see." Yao Wencheng nodded, shoveled the failed product into the trash, and went to the cold storage to get some new ones.
Seeing how much time there was, Chen Bo felt that a heart-shaped pattern seemed too thin, so he cut the carrots and cucumbers into thin slices and arranged them in circles at intervals.
In order to make the appearance look more pleasing, Chen Bo specially placed the meat dishes on the outermost side, exposing the essence of the profiteer.
Since he wanted to serve the canteen, Chen Bo decided to make a few more servings, and he made 10 servings according to the previous amount of food, and the whole cupboard was full of his own achievements.
"It should be enough, while supplies last, and no replenishment will be made."
Chen Bo turned off the fire and finished work with satisfaction and asked about Yao Wencheng's progress.
"Where's your pineapple chicken fried rice?"
Yao Wencheng took great pains to pick up a stack of fried rice as towering as a mountain, and said happily: "How about it, I have enough to eat in a dormitory." β
"Where's your pineapple?"
The corners of Chen Bo's mouth twitched slightly, and he noticed the green leaf tips raised from the commanding height, as if he understood what was going on.
Stretching out his hand, the big pineapple hidden underneath surfaced on the rice noodles.
"You... Is there any misunderstanding about this dish? β
"To be honest, it's because I can't cut, ahahaha." Yao Wencheng pouted embarrassedly, "You comment, how is my idea?" β
"If someone gets tricked, you will be responsible, you won't be able to cut a pineapple, and I will serve you." Chen Bo immediately demonstrated it, standing on the pineapple on the cutting board, cutting it in half in half, and then using a fruit knife to shave off the flesh.
"Cowhide, Brother Bo." Yao Wencheng took the two empty shells and poured the fried rice from the plate into it.
"Can you have a good conscience, it's not filled." Chen Bo really couldn't stand it, this girl was only half loaded, and the surface work was not in place.
"Okay, okay, I'll fry a little more." Yao Wencheng agreed.
There were still a few minutes before the end, and Chen Bo was worried that it would not taste good if it was cold, so he transported the finished luxury cow river to the front end in advance.
The rice lady pointed to an empty vegetable bowl, "Young man, it's good to put it there." β
"Huh? It's all piled together, so isn't my pose ruined? Chen Bo scratched his head, trying to explain the situation.
"Auntie, can I use a plate directly, there is a pattern."
The aunt looked at it fixedly, sighed, waved her hand, and said, "Okay, you young people are naΓ―ve, and you have the same virtue as I did back then." β
"Thank you."
Chen Bo pushed the dining cart and continued to walk, his homework was handed in early, and he occupied a golden treasure land, which he could see as soon as he entered the door.
"Perfect, the right time, the right place."