Chapter 81: Recipe Trial

When Yue Wenqin came in, he saw Qingqing holding his blank account book and writing something, An An was watching from the side, but he didn't understand, he just stayed honestly. He has already gone out, and his own store must be watched.

When Qingqing put down the pen, he saw Yue Wenqin glaring at him.

"Come and learn how to choose vegetables." Yue Wenqin didn't need her to ask, and directly pointed to his vegetable basket.

The vegetable basket is full of all kinds of greens, but Qingqing doesn't seem to know much. Well, she doesn't know any of them, she doesn't like to eat vegetables very much, if she is given to her, she will close her eyes and eat, if not, her chopsticks will never take the initiative to reach that side. Looking at his basket of vegetables now, thinking that this is winter, it is not easy to find so many vegetables, she still passed, An An has already rushed over.

"Wow, so many dishes, don't you say it's expensive?"

"We run a restaurant, and when someone orders it, we have to prepare it." Yue Wenqin parted the dishes on the small coffee table on the side. They divided the dishes into six types, each of which was not much, so they should have wanted her to learn to recognize the dishes first, right?

"You have to know a lot about learning." Qingqing sat down and said to him.

"Can you not learn?" An An said hurriedly.

"Well, I'm not a fool, I don't know much about autopsies." Qingqing smiled at An An and sat down by herself, "Say, what kind of dishes are these?" ”

"Smell it first, you've probably eaten it all, but you don't know what it looks like when it's raw." Yue Wenqin motioned for her to try it herself first.

"Can you ask, why am I learning this? My dad can really afford to hire someone. Qingqing stared at those dishes, thought about it, and felt that maybe he was really not suitable for learning these.

"Boss, set an example for your brother." Yue Wenqin glared at her.

"Coriander, celery, turnips, these three don't know." Qingqing pointed to three greens with a strong smell, which were common when eating hot pot, and she knew them. But she really didn't know about these few on the side.

"Alas, this is a weed, called green cabbage in the south, and also called rape in some places, which can be used for stir-frying and making soup; This is called radish vegetables, the white radish is grown below, and the green leaves on the top are actually edible, generally used to make salt vegetables, of course, it is not bad to add some garlic to fry when it is very green and tender, this is fresh, and then a little older, you can only make salt vegetables; This is spinach, I didn't see the red head, this one is a bit weird, I love to eat porch meatball soup. ”

Qingqing was stunned for a moment and picked up Bocai, she had seen this! But take a closer look, it's true, a little red on the head, a red-billed green parrot song, this poem The girls of their time all knew it, right?

"Tear a leaf out and taste it, remember the taste." Yue Wenqin tore a piece by himself and fed it to An An.

Qingqing also tore off a piece and chewed it gently, a little astringent, but the taste was remembered.

In the afternoon, they memorized six greens.

"Six dishes, make the same dish, what do you think?" Yue Wenqin hurriedly taught them how to clean, then looked up and looked at the two of them.

"How bad these dishes are?" An An said hurriedly.

Qingqing has tried every dish, and it is impossible for her to make how to do it, but as I just said, she has eaten hot pot.

"Just cook a pot of soup and throw all the dishes in. It is best to use chicken broth, prepare a seasoning plate, and eat the cooked vegetables in sauce. Qingqing spread his hands.

"Mm-hmm, it sounds delicious." An An hurriedly clapped his hands, looking delighted.

"It's called two by two, good chicken soup, what's wrong with cooking, you cook a pot of dishes?" Yue Wenqin gave him a roll of the eyes, made a small stove, and they blanched the six kinds of vegetables that should be blanched, and the cut sections that should be cut, scalded a handful of vermicelli, and put them in the basin, "Do you see what to do?" ”

"Mixed vegetables? Isn't this dish a bit much! Qingqing looked at the green vegetables that had been squeezed with water, her face was wrinkled, did she tell this person that she didn't like to eat leafy vegetables?

"Will you do it?" Yue Wenqin nodded hurriedly, not remembering that Qingqing had told him before that she didn't like to eat vegetables.

"I don't know how to make sauces." Qingqing shook her head honestly, even if she didn't know how to do it, she didn't know that the essence of the mixed vegetables was the sauce.

"Actually, it's good to know this, now you go get a pen, and I'll show you." Yue Wenqin can be regarded as having some understanding of Qingqing.

"So, this dish can be made as much as you want? But it's not right, right? You see there are so many dishes in this pot, if my family makes them, I don't need them, right? If not, how do I decide how much to use in the sauce? Qingqing looked at a pot of vegetables, her brows furrowed.

"See, this is your sister." Yue Wenqin sighed lightly, put the dishes together, and took a plate in his hand, "See, our plate is the same size." This pot can hold six plates, so when you mix the juice, count it as six! ”

Qingqing frowned, thought for a moment, and shook her head, "There is still a problem......

"Shut up and take a note." Yue Wenqin glared at her and roared.

Qingqing took a deep breath and struggled for a while, still feeling a little uncomfortable: "Can you be a little more rigorous!" ”

"You can see, you can't learn such a creative craft as cooking in your life. An An, I'll teach you. People should have the imagination to think what should taste in these dishes. Yue Wenqin wanted to die and turned to An An.

"Salt!" An An nodded hurriedly, and after glancing at Qingqing a little embarrassed, he still said loudly to Yue Wenqin.

Yue Wenqin smiled and took the salt, grabbed a little and showed it to them, gently sprinkled it into the basin, and then looked at An An, An An hurriedly looked at the seasoning on the side like a joke, what is his name, Yue Wenqin will put it, and then let An An and Qingqing taste it.

Then try again!

In the end, everyone tried to make a pot of mixed vegetables, An An laughed and applauded, "Sister, cooking seems to be fun?" ”

"You really seem to know how to cook?" Qingqing's eyes narrowed slightly.

"An'an, let's go, this dish can be given to the guests in the evening." You sneak in and see how the guests react. "Yue Wenqin didn't want to deal with Qingqing anymore, and she had cooked for her for so long, but now she actually said something, 'I really seem to know how to cook?' Whoever fed her so ...... is still skinny, seeing her like this, she sighed lightly, "What do you want to eat at night, it is estimated that the old man and the boss can't go back today, so let's eat in the store!" ”

"Xiao Zi is still at home!" Qingqing understood what Yue Wenqin said, if something happened to Lord Tie, the old lady and his father must not be able to go home, since he wanted to dodge, he was hiding here, but Xiaozi was at home alone?

"Just send someone to bring some food, could it be that I still have to run back to cook for her?" Yue Wenqin took the basin and ran out by himself.

Qingqing thought about it, sat down by herself, looked out the window, and the sky was dark, even though the days were getting shorter in winter, she also knew that she had been standing for a long time.

"Sister, you have to memorize the recipe, I'll leave it to my children and grandchildren when I go back." An An said with a straight face.

"Alas, good!" Qingqing didn't know if the old lady would be angry when she heard this, the only grandson of the soap clerk's family was about to be hooked up by the cook and ran away.