Chen Ping didn't care what was said in the live broadcast room, she used a knife to cut off the fish bones on the back of the fish, she didn't cut the belly of the fish when she cut it, and left a little backbone at the tail.

"I have to give a reward for this knife work."

"Actually, Chubby's knife skills are not as good as the chef of the restaurant, but Chubby is not a serious chef, and it is good that she can do this."

"The chef of the hotel is not necessarily good at knife work, and some of them are not as good as apprentice knife skills."

"Anyway, I don't care about others, I think it's good to be fat, I like to eat sweet and sour fish, and my nephew also likes to eat it, but unfortunately our family doesn't know how to make it, they all go to restaurants to eat, and some restaurants don't make it at all."

"My son also likes to eat, we must order it when we go to the restaurant, and my son also said to me: Mom, if you can make it. It's a pity that I really can't, I look at Fat Fat like this, I guess I can't learn it, Fat is really amazing. ”

"At first, I thought that Chubby would cook Heibei's dishes, but I didn't expect to cook so much, Chubby is a treasure girl."

The live broadcast room is full of praise for Chen Ping.

Chen Ping didn't watch the live broadcast room, her mind was on the fish, just like the people in the live broadcast said, she is not a chef, and she doesn't make too much squirrel cinnamon fish, but for a while, because she likes to eat, she practices every day before she practices it, and she has hardly done anything this year, so she doesn't dare to always look at the phone screen, for fear of being distracted.

Chen Ping did not cut the skin of the fish, made an opening in the tail, and pulled the tail out of the knife.

After making it, Chen Ping sprinkled salt, pepper, cooking wine and wet starch on the fish.

Chen Ping poured oil into the pot after heating, the oil was hot to seventy percent hot, she dipped the osmanthus fish in a little starch, fixed it with chopsticks, and fried it in the oil pan.

The fish made a stinging sound when it came out of the pot, Chen Ping asked people to put their mobile phones at the pot, and they saw the fish bubbling in the oil pot, and the cut flower knife slowly bloomed in the oil pot.

"It's so beautiful, it's the first time I've seen it done."

"yes, it's really good-looking, I didn't expect it to be like this."

"Whoever said it was cruel just now, I will ask you if you want to eat it when you see this."

"I have snot bubbles when I think about it."

"Go away upstairs, don't say something so disgusting, it will affect my appetite."

"I'm going to eat squirrel fish tomorrow."

"Fortunately, my child didn't see it, otherwise he shouted to eat, but I really want to eat, the last time I ate, it was my mother-in-law's house to treat a guest, and the chef I invited made it, I didn't eat two chopsticks, and I was robbed."

Everyone is chatting.

After Chen Ping fried it, he took out the fish body, dipped the fish head in starch, put it in an oil pan and fried it until golden brown.

After controlling the oil, Chen Ping placed the side of the knife on the fish plate with the side facing up, and put the fish head on it.

Chen Ping didn't continue, fried two plates of side dishes, and asked someone to get a plate of dipping pickles, and brought it to the table, the mutton here was almost ready, and she opened the pot.

She took out the mutton cut into pieces, put hot oil in the pot, put the green onions, peppers, and garlic in and stir-fried until fragrant, put star anise and peppercorns in it, put the boiled mutton and boiled carrots in and fried them, poured the old soy sauce into it, put salt and sugar to taste, and added a little mutton soup to it, simmered for two minutes, and then started the pot when the soup was dry.

The mutton is bright red and translucent, looking oily, it tastes soft and glutinous and fragrant, the carrot absorbs the taste of mutton, it is also delicious, and after putting the carrot, the mutton does not look so oily.

This is a dish that Chen Ping loves to eat, and it tastes really good.

After this side of the pot, Chen Ping put some mutton soup in the pot, put vermicelli in it, and poured it into the basin with mutton slices after cooking.

Chen Ping sprinkled some chopped green onions on top of the pot and let people take it away.

"I want to drink, I want to drink, I want to drink, say important things three times, I want to drink mutton soup."

"I want to drink it too, this soup is soaked in rice, or eaten with bread, it's always delicious."

"Chubby, please, don't be so cruel, I'm still hungry."

"I'm losing weight, I can't help but watch the fat live broadcast every day, it's really terrible."

"Think about what to eat tomorrow, mutton, you must eat it, if you don't eat it, I'm sorry for myself."

"Hahaha, I'm laughing to death, dear, let me tell you, I, yes, it's me, I've ordered mutton soup, and the courier brother will send it to me in a while, and I also have mutton soup to eat."

"What's beautiful, can the food you order be as delicious as Chubby? She's got a big pot over there. ”

"Don't stop me, I'm going to drink three bowls."

Mutton soup is very popular, and everyone in the live broadcast room wants to drink mutton soup.

Chen Ping took a look, smiled, and poured the remaining mutton soup into a pot, this pot was not used by the second lady, she just used it to make pimple soup.

The pimple soup was made over there, and here Chen Ping put the pine nuts in another oil pot, took them out after cooking, and put them in a small bowl.

Leaving a little oil in the pot, Chen Ping put the clear soup into it, add salt, sugar, tomato paste, vinegar, and so on, after boiling, Chen Ping thickened it with wet starch, added hot oil and quickly pushed it with a spoon, poured it on the fish meat out of the pot, and finally sprinkled with pine nuts.

The fish is good, the pimple soup is also good here, the pimple soup is made by the second aunt, and they are all served on the table together.

"Okay, dear old irons, I'm going to eat, old irons, let's see you next time, bye."

Chen Ping said goodbye to everyone, even if everyone yelled for her not to leave, she had to be closed, she had to eat, today's live broadcast was quite long, and she made several dishes.

Wei Feng turned off the live broadcast here and came out of the room, he felt that he was happy, the dishes on the table were made for him by Chen Ping, unlike those in the live broadcast room, who could only watch people, not eat.

"Taste it and see what it tastes like?"

Chen Ping didn't taste it either, but she was still confident.

"I haven't eaten this fish yet, so we're either stewed or braised here."

Aunt Feng Er, sister-in-law Chunzhi, Aunt Wang, including Aunt Zhang, Li Fengmei, Qu Jing and Chen Wen have never eaten this dish, and there are many restaurants here in Heibei that do not have this dish, and the master will not do it.

Chen Ping ate it in Harbin City during college, and she likes to eat it, so she makes it herself at home.

Wei Feng has been to many places, he has eaten, and now when he tastes it, he nodded, Chen Ping did a really good job, with moderate sweetness and sourness, and a good taste.

"It's delicious, it tastes really good, I don't think it's as sour as the pot meat, I like to eat it."

Aunt Feng Er nodded while eating, but unfortunately this fish is too troublesome to make, otherwise it can be made often, and it can also be sold in restaurants, but when she looked at Chen Ping's flower knife at that time, she felt that she might not be able to learn it.

Wonderful Book House