Early in the morning, Gu Qingyu was the first to come to the kitchen, and saw Song Xiaoting seriously cooking the braised pork ribs she made yesterday.

"Looks like you're really interested in cooking." Gu Qingyu walked over slowly, looked at her appearance, and smiled slightly.

may be because of her hobby for this profession, which makes her quite fond of Song Xiaoting's seriousness, and she doesn't feel a little less alienated.

Song Xiaoting smiled embarrassedly: "Because I like to eat, I became a chef, but I want to do it myself and let others taste what I make, I may not have a good master, maybe I have no talent, so far I will only make some home-cooked dishes, you often follow your steps and methods to make braised pork ribs." ”

Song Xiaoting handed the braised pork ribs to Gu Qingyu.

The color and fragrance are complete, Gu Qingyu couldn't help but pick up the chopsticks and taste a small piece, nodded and praised: "It's delicious, but it's ...... The sugar content is a little heavy, which is also a misunderstanding of some chefs when making braised pork ribs, sometimes the sugar is heavy, which will affect the taste of the ribs themselves, you try to reduce the sugar a little bit. ”

Song Xiaoting listened very carefully: "Is this the only question?" ”

She still doesn't have a lot of confidence in what she makes.

Seeing that Song Xiaoting was so studious, Gu Qingyu taught carefully: "When you put it in the pot, the heat is too big, and you can see that the skin of the ribs is a little too crispy. ”

Song Xiaoting picked up the chopsticks and tasted them, and found that there was really a problem that Gu Qingyu said, nodded again and again, took out a notebook and wrote it down.

"You made a note?" Gu Qingyu took her notebook and found that it recorded some of the steps she took when cooking, and the first dishes were recorded in detail.

Song Xiaoting smiled embarrassedly again: "I'm stupid, and I can't remember, so I can only use notes to write down, so it's convenient to learn, and I can study at home." ”

Gu Qingyu smiled but did not speak.

"Chef Gu, I really like cooking, from getting along with you in the past two days, I have seen your superb cooking skills, and I especially want to learn from you, to be honest, I don't want to be a taster at all." Song Xiaoting expressed her thoughts, tone, and attitude were particularly sincere, as if Gu Qingyu rejected her, which was unkind.

"Don't call me Gu Cook, just call me Qingyu in the future, today I will make a clear soup crucian carp, you can take a look, the method is very simple."

Although Gu Qingyu did not explicitly say that he would accept Song Xiaoting as an apprentice, he had already acquiesced to her studying on the side.

So that Gu Qingyu was not disappointed, Song Xiaoting was not as talented as she said, but very smart, she only said it once, she could understand the meaning, and she grasped it very well.

"3g of cooking wine is good, don't put too much, just enough to get rid of the fishy smell, 3g of salt, just enough to taste, don't put too much chicken essence, 1-2g is just right, less is not tasteful, more flavor will be too heavy, robbing the taste of the fish itself."

Song Xiaoting operated according to Gu Qingyu's method, and a crucian carp soup came out an hour later, so that she couldn't help but taste it herself.

"Well, Qingyu, it's different with your guidance, I've made crucian carp soup before, but the taste is not so delicious, I didn't expect me to be able to make such a delicious thing."

Eating the delicious food she made, Song Xiaoting felt a great sense of accomplishment, and seeing that the students she taught were so successful, Gu Qingyu also felt a great sense of accomplishment.

The two of them went to the lounge and chatted while tasting crucian carp soup. Fish fish

"Qingyu, have I liked to cook since I was a child?" Song Xiaoting asked tentatively, and her eyes fell on Gu Qingyu intentionally or unintentionally.

"Well......" Gu Qingyu thought for a while, and slowly spoke: "It's not really, it's not a matter of cooking at home, so I have been exposed to it since I was a child." ”

Song Xiaoting nodded understandingly: "I don't know when I will be able to cook a good dish like this, so that I can change my career." ”

"You are very talented, and you can learn quickly, in fact, cooking is not only to be able to cook, but also to develop new dishes by yourself, not limited to the dishes in the recipe, without innovation, customers are tired of eating, and they will not be able to stay."

Recently, Gu Qingyu has also been worried about this matter, she has basically learned the dishes on the menu, and she can apply them skillfully, she can cook familiar dishes every day without repeating them, and she will be glottis even when she cooks, let alone customers.

At the mention of the recipe, Song Xiaoting's eyes lit up, and she pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Qingyu, do you still have a recipe in your hand?" I only heard that there is an old gentleman surnamed Gu who has an ancestral recipe in his hand, and according to the recipe, he can make delicious dishes, and I just heard that there is really such a magical recipe? ”

Gu Qingyu frowned slightly, she didn't want to say much about the recipe, although Song Xiaoting liked it very much, but it was not to the point where she wanted to tell her about the recipe.

"Qingyu, have you heard of this old Mr. Gu?" Song Xiaoting asked curiously.

"Well, he's my grandfather." Gu Qing's language was concise and shocking.

Song Xiaoting was even more curious: "Really, is it true that you are talking about the recipe?" Mr. Gu, it turns out that this is the case, I don't know if the ancestral recipe can be passed on. ”

Song Xiaoting made no secret of her ambitions, making people feel that she just wanted to cook, as long as it was about cooking, she was very curious.

"Drink the soup, it won't taste good when it's cold." Gu Qingyu diverted the topic, and he didn't want to talk more about the recipe at all.

Song Xiaoting sensed that something was wrong, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Qingyu, I was too excited for a while, I should have thought that the ancestral recipe could not be passed on." ”

Gu Qingyu smiled reluctantly: "It's okay, it's not impossible to pass it on, you want to learn so much, I'll teach you some home-cooked dishes." ”

"Thank you!" Song Xiaoting smiled contentedly, making it impossible to see any covetousness for the recipe.

After resting for a while, the two of them went into the kitchen again, because they promised to teach Song Xiaoting some home-cooked food, Gu Qingyu taught Song Xiaoting while preparing the dishes.

Song Xiaoting's cleverness not only does not drag down her work, but also helps her a lot.

"Qingyu, have you memorized all the dishes on the recipe proficiently? Why haven't I seen you read the recipe? Song Xiaoting asked curiously.

"Some home-cooked dishes, often cooked, no longer need to read the recipe." Regarding the mention of recipes, Gu Qingyu was reluctant to say more.

Song Xiaoting didn't ask any more.

"Qingyu, in a few days it will be the company's annual chef competition, will you participate?" Song Xiaoting changed the topic with interest.

"If I don't participate, there will be another chef." Gu Qingyu can be regarded as answering all questions.