128 Tonifying Soup

The Huo family's house is really well arranged, a small stone road winds forward, the flower beds in the yard are fragrant, and the sound of gurgling water can be heard where you can't see it, and the whole environment makes people very relaxed and comfortable.

With Jingdu people, I guess that Mrs. Huo is a quiet person who understands life.

Huo Chuan led the way in front, the yard was very large, and he met several employees bowing to them along the way.

Yun Mo's face was indifferent, no matter how many good things there were, they were also floating clouds in her eyes. What's more, this residence itself cannot be compared with the ancestral house of the Yun family back then.

Mo Mo was still a little unnatural, and the area itself gave people a sense of oppression in terms of status. However, seeing the cloud foam slowly walking in front of the pocket, his heart slowly precipitated.

Huo Chuan led the road in front of him for a long time, and finally couldn't hold it back, stopped and waited for them.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Lin Fancheng carrying a big bag, bulging, as if there were a lot of things, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes, "Why do you still bring things?" ”

Liu Yue unceremoniously put his arm on his shoulder, and the two brothers said kindly, "No matter how rich Young Master Huo is, it's not good for us to be guests empty-handed......"

Huo Chuan pulled his hand down in disgust, Lin Fancheng came up again, and broke him the side,

"Oh, Young Master Huo, I haven't seen you for a few days, I've lost weight, are you haggard for Yixiao?"

"Hurry up and go to you", Huo Chuan scolded, and a group of people went to the living room noisily.

The maid stood under the tree, rubbed her eyes, and opened her mouth wide, is this still the arrogant and domineering third young master of her own family?

"Come, you're welcome."

Huo Chuan was finally diligent, and quickly filled the long and wide dining table with all kinds of drinks and snacks.

They are all young people, even if there are a few serious ones, they will soon make trouble without any worries.

Yun Mo walked around the room, this living room was really big, even if more than twenty of them were here, it didn't seem crowded at all.

"Don't leave if you come today, try my chef's skills, my dad spent a lot of money to dig up, no worse than the Fez restaurant",

Huo Chuan leaned on the sofa without any image, manipulating the light brain device with one hand, while talking.

"Cook? Oh, I just wanted to ask if I can use your kitchen".

Yun Mo had already walked back slowly, picking up his cloth bag.

"What for?" Huo Chuan subconsciously retreated, "Don't tell me, you want to cook by yourself?" ”

"Hand out!" Yun Mo said.

"What?" Huo Chuan shuddered, but still handed his hand out.

Yunmo's white fingertips put on his wrist......

"Wow!"

"Oh!"

"What is this for......

"I want it too, I want it too!"

There were boys with greedy eyes and the sound of heckling sounded.

Huo Chuan's face turned red, picked up a book in his hand, and slapped it one by one, "I want you to be an egg!" ”

"Go, go, what's the coax!"

Yun Mo pursed her lips, no matter what Huo Chuan said, it was because of the sins she suffered, and she had to make up for it.

"You hurt your vitality, I have a qi tonic soup at home, which can replenish you."

"Cut ......"

As soon as Yun Mo finished speaking, everyone shushed, thinking that they had caught some adultery, but it turned out to be socialist brotherhood, and there was no good show to watch.

However, Yun Mo's face still has to be given, even if she boils out a soul-chasing and life-killing soup, she should be cheered.

"Yunmo, what kind of qi tonifying soup?"

Zheng Meng is a rare girl in the club, a little reckless but very smart, she pulls Yunmo's cloth bag and takes the materials out little by little.

"It is a kind of codonopsis stewed chicken slices, which can replenish vitality and strengthen the spleen and stomach. It is suitable for all diseases of qi failure and blood deficiency, such as weakness of the five organs, body weakness and self-sweating, chronic diarrhea, qi deficiency and edema. ”

As soon as Yun Mo finished speaking, everyone applauded, and Lin Fancheng exaggeratedly squeezed his eyebrows, "Amazing, call and call!" ”

The teenagers were full of interest, they knew that Yun Mo knew medical skills, but ridicule was ridicule, and there were almost no people who really believed that she could make soup.

In their time, the processing of raw materials was basically operated by robots.

There are also fixed recipes and procedures for what to process and what flavors to make, but the taste is average, and you can't expect batch products to have any unnatural tastes, can you?

The profession of chef has long since declined, and there are very few people like Fez restaurants, and manual ingredients and processing have become more of a gimmick.

Yunmo is going to make food for everyone, no matter what the result is, this must be encouraged.

"Wait a minute", Yun Mo saw that they were eager to try, thinking of the experience of that medicinal duck, he still took a preventive shot, "That, I don't have many materials......

She was actually a kind reminder, but Lin Fancheng didn't take it to heart at all, and after listening to it, they were still happy, "Who can still grab food with the sick number?" ”

"That's it, we don't have a problem with Young Master Huo!"

Liu Yueban also secretly squeezed his eyes at Mo Mo and them, pinching his throat and sticking out his tongue, with great sympathy for Huo Chuan.

Do medicinal diets? They had heard the term in Fez Restaurant, and it was a secret that was not passed on.

Ordinary people want to imitate? It's still very difficult, tsk, it's rare for Commander Yun's conscience to find out, but will Young Master Huo eat a bad stomach?

Yun Mo had already seen their expressions, and she was not in a hurry, and processed the materials slowly.

Zheng Meng, as a girl, followed her to the kitchen to watch for a long time, and Lin Fancheng also rolled up her sleeves to watch the excitement.

Yun Mo instructed politely, "Cut the chicken breast slices into slices 5 cm long, 1.6 cm wide, and 0.16 cm thick." ”

"Wash the ginseng and cut it into small slices 0.66 cm thick with an oblique knife. Sliced winter bamboo shoots and cucumbers......"

Zheng Meng: ......

Lin Fancheng: ......

The three of them are busy in the kitchen, and this codonopsis stewed chicken slices needs to be heated.

Yunmo added salt to the chicken slices, added egg whites, mixed well, and then burned in a pot of lard until it was 50% hot......

Lin Fancheng watched from the side, his mouth opened wider and wider, and it seemed that the appearance and taste were okay.

The others played cards in the living room for a while, and some couldn't sit still, Huo Chuan proposed, "There is a game room upstairs, do you want to go?" The latest one of the shooters isn't bad. ”

"Let's go, personal equipment, you have to experience it", Liu Yueban was the first to stand up and yelled at a few people who were still playing cards in the corner.

"Is there a handjob? The handjob went upstairs ......"

All:......

The afternoon passed quickly, and by the time the sky began to darken, someone had already begun to touch their stomachs.

I ate a lot of drinks and snacks, but when it came to meals, there was always a desire to eat.

Out of his support for Yun Mo, Huo Chuan specially told the maid to have dinner later.

At this time, someone had already come down from the upper floor, wanting to see the progress in the kitchen.