The shopkeeper immediately ordered the men to call the two cooks in the restaurant.

The two cooks soon arrived in the hall.

The two cooks are one tall and one short, one fat and one thin, one old and one young.

The shopkeeper hurriedly introduced Zhao Shuang: "Miss Shuang'er, these are the two cooks of our restaurant, Lao Yin Touer and his grandson. I haven't seen Miss Frost yet! ”

The two cooks, an old man and a young man, were a little confused, staying in the back kitchen all day to study cooking skills, they didn't know Zhao Shuang, they just heard about the recent deeds of this county magistrate.

Lao Yin Touer has studied dishes all his life, and he has a lot of experience in cooking, and he also has some skills, and people who have the ability are arrogant.

Old Yin Touer has always felt that he is the master of the chef industry in Lanfeng County, and he has not served anyone in terms of cooking.

He had tasted the craftsmanship of the big and small cooks in Lanfeng County, and he had never taken them seriously.

Now a delicate county magistrate's daughter is actually teaching people to cook in the workshop, and Lao Yin Touer is very angry about this.

Sensei said whether this girl had ever cooked, given her age, she could not have known much of the art of cooking.

Maybe it's just that I've mastered some small home remedies, and the home-cooked food I make has a little taste, but in the eyes of people who haven't eaten anything good in this poor country, it's just a supreme delicacy.

So Lao Yin Touer is not interested in Zhao Shuang.

"Shopkeeper, we're just a cook, just cook in the back kitchen, this errand in front of you, or you, if there is nothing to do, our grandchildren will go to the back kitchen to be busy." Old Yin Touer made a gesture to leave.

The shopkeeper is in a hurry, this is a great opportunity for Zhao Shuang to point out the old Yin Touer and improve the quality of the food in Lanfeng Restaurant, why does this stubborn old Yin Touer not understand the style at all?

The shopkeeper stopped Lao Yin Tou'er and said to Zhao Shuang: "Miss Shuang'er, what do you think of our two cooks?" Can it still be used? ”

This fat old man is still a little interesting, Zhao Shuang smiled: "We want a sweet and sour fish fillet, a fried lung slice, a stewed pork, a cabbage stew, all four dishes are double, one is made by Master Yin, and the other is made by my apprentice." Is it feasible for the shopkeeper? ”

When Rou Niang heard this, her heart blossomed, meat, it's all meat!

Uncle Lin Chu was thinking in his heart, four dishes are two servings, that is, eight dishes, and they are all hard dishes, can you eat this? Didn't you say that Zhao Zhixian was punished for two consecutive months, and he was so poor that he was tinkling? Is it okay for her daughter to spend so much?

The shopkeeper naturally had no opinion: "Of course, Miss Shuang'er's apprentice is willing to cook with us, so we naturally can't ask for it." ”

Zhao Shuang got up and said to Lin Chu's uncle and nephew: "You sit down first, and Xiao Ningzi and I will go to the back kitchen to cook." ”

Zhao Shuang took a step, seemed to remember something, turned his head and asked Lin Wenyi with a smile: "Lin Gongzi, what do you want to eat?" I let them do it. ”

Lin Wenyi was frightened, and hurriedly said, "No, no, Miss Zhao's order is enough." Grandma Wolf's smile came again.

Rou Niang originally wanted to follow her to the back kitchen, and it was good to be able to smell the smell of meat, but when she thought of what to do if the uncle and nephew ran away, she sat here and watched them.

The shopkeeper followed to the back kitchen to arrange.

Old Yin Tou'er didn't bother to pay attention to Zhao Shuang's master and apprentice who came to the back kitchen, and started his own dishes in the order of order.

The shopkeeper arranged for Fu Ning to cook on another set of stoves.

Zhao Shuang checked the equipment on the stove slightly, and said to Fu Ning: "Pick up the knife and wave it a few times." ”

Hearing this, Fu Ning held the kitchen knife and waved it.

These days, in addition to helping Rou Niang's mother and daughter run a breakfast stall and practice Tai Chi Jiu-Jitsu, Fu Ning also practiced knife work according to Zhao Shuang's requirements.

However, Rou Niang's family was poor, and there were not so many ingredients for him to practice, so he had to use wood and leaves to practice.

Good knife skills are very important to a chef, although his initial purpose was to learn martial arts, but the master said that if you want to practice knife skills well, you can't use a knife to cut people, so use a knife to cut vegetables, and learn to control the strength of the knife, which is the best shortcut to practice good knife skills.

Zhao Shuang first asked Fu Ning to cut a radish and cut the radish into slices as thin as cicada wings along the texture.

Fu Ning's current skills are naturally unattainable, and cicada wings are not good, but they look quite thin.

The old Yin Tou'er, who was cooking the dishes, peeked over here, and saw Fu Ning's unfashionable knife work, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously hung a trace of sarcasm.

After cutting the radish, Zhao Shuang instructed Fu Ning to clean up the fish.

Fu Ning, who was born as a beggar, this is the first time to make fish, and it is very difficult for him to hold the fish that is slippery and does not leave his hands, so Zhao Shuang's words are a little more.

"The left hand is a little to the right, and the knife is tilted to the right...... Okay, just at this angle, downward, hard...... Stop, draw the knife, to the left, press the knife ......"

Fu Ning gradually found that as long as his hand touched the fish, the master could predict the best next step according to his strength, angle, and familiarity.

Seeing this scene, Lao Yin's eyes lit up, and he said in his heart: I still have some skills, but I am still far from it.

Under the guidance of Zhao Shuang, although Fu Ning was sweating profusely, his skills became more and more proficient, and he made rapid progress, preparing the ingredients of the four dishes one by one and starting to serve them in the pot.

In ancient times, there were no modern stoves such as gas fires and induction cookers, and there were people in the kitchen who were in charge of fire.

Zhao Shuang not only instructed Fu Ning to cook, but also commanded the firefighters to add or subtract firewood.

The shopkeeper next to him couldn't help but say, "Miss Shuang'er, does cooking have to be so complicated?" "Just listening to Zhao Shuang's command, there are more than 100 steps and places to pay attention to in a dish, and his head is big, let alone learning.

The four dishes came out of the pot one after another, and the kitchen was full of aroma for a while.

Over there, Lao Yin Tou'er had already fried these four dishes and was already cooking other guests' dishes.

Zhao Shuang looked at Fu Ning's work and praised: "It's not bad, after all, it's the first time to make this kind of big dish." "I really have a good eye.

The man helped, and brought the four and eight dishes to the hall and served them.

As soon as Rou Niang saw the eight meat dishes on the table, her saliva was already dripping, but Zhao Shuang didn't speak, she wouldn't move.

Zhao Shuang said: "The four here are made by the master of the restaurant, and the four here are made by Fu Ning, let's try them." Shopkeeper, do you also try it? ”

When the shopkeeper heard this, he hurriedly said, "Can I taste it?" ”

As the shopkeeper of Lanfeng Restaurant, he still has some appreciation for food.

Although Fu Ning's knife skills are not as good as Lao Yin'er's, the taste may not be bad, and in terms of color, it is even better than Lao Yin's.

In particular, the sweet and sour fish fillet is ruddy in color, bright in size, and soft and glutinous in soup.