After Mrs. Li chatted with Zheng Songyun that day, he didn't continue to make trouble, and Qin Yanran was still young, and she forgot about some festivals, and the two were at peace for a while.

So one day, when the affairs of Li Ji Restaurant were over, Mrs. Li called both of them to his side, saying that he wanted to tell them how to make the Li family's lo-mei.

"The marinades are all ready-made, and the dishes to be marinated have been made by your Uncle Zhao before, and even the broth is simmering on the stove, so it's easy for us to learn now." Old Lady Li wiped her hands as she spoke, and then raised her chin towards Qin Yuran, "Tell me, what should I do with this first step?" ”

After all, Qin Wuran is a child's heart, and at this time, she was suddenly happy when she was pointed to the problem she knew, so she hurriedly replied: "Since the marinade package is ready, this first step should be to fry the sugar color." ”

In the end, he handed it over by himself, this point can naturally be answered, Mrs. Li nodded, and then asked: "How to fry the sugar color?" ”

"Cold oil in a cold pot, put white sugar on low heat to melt and stir, remove from the heat when the color becomes dark and foamy, add a bowl of water to become sugar color."

Although it is simple, it is also very detailed, Mrs. Li is not a person who talks much, and there is nothing to add at this time, so let them get started directly.

At first, the amount of white sugar and hot water was prepared by Mrs. Li, after all, Zheng Songyun had never been exposed to fried sugar, and before he started, Mrs. Li also asked Qin Wuran to make a demonstration first.

Pour oil into the cold pot, wet the bottom of the pot slightly, pour in the sugar, and stir it carefully with a spatula.

It didn't take long for the sugar to melt and turn dark brown and bubble, and she continued to stir with one hand and poured hot water into it with the other.

The sugar in the bowl was bright in color and slightly sweet, and Mrs. Li dipped her fingers in her mouth, and she was satisfied with the taste.

"Not bad." didn't hesitate to praise, Old Lady Li praised such a sentence, which made Qin Wuran laugh heartily.

But when Zheng Songyun stood in front of the stove, Qin Wuran couldn't laugh.

The first time, the sugar color pasted the bottom of the pot, and it took a while to get it down, Qin Wu was anxious to watch it on the side, but the second time she helped, but in the end, it still fried a mushy smell.

In this way, for the seventh time, the prepared white sugar was cleaned for him, and he didn't even fry it decently. Qin Wuran took the pot to wash it, and turned to a look of hatred that iron is not steel.

You must know that she has already met on this matter, and the reason why Mrs. Li called them here today is that she wants the two of them to teach him together. is so patient and didn't even get angry when she fried seven times, this is a treatment that Qin Wuran has never received, how can she not be envious?

But today's old lady Li didn't know if he had encountered any happy events, but he didn't get angry at this time, but just twisted his beard and asked him: "What experience can you learn from this?" ”

Qin Wuran thought to herself, how could he have any experience? From the first to the seventh, there is basically no growth, which is obviously not the material for learning to cook.

Who knew that Zheng Songyun was really serious, "It's really difficult to fry sugar, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to practice to the point of perfection in a few years." If there's anything to replace it, it's great. ”

Old Lady Li raised her eyebrows slightly when she listened, "What do you think can be used instead?" ”

"What's the alternative?" Qin Wu finished washing the dyeing pot, put it on the stove, and said confidently: "There are dozens of ingredients in this lo-mei, how many processes, which one can cut corners?" ”

This is true, after all, no matter what you do, opportunism is not a good way, and the embankment of a thousand miles can still collapse in the anthill, not to mention that frying sugar is still an indispensable one.

However, none of the other two listened to her, one pondered carefully, and the other listened attentively.

"Is this fried sugar color for dyeing?" Zheng Songyun asked.

Qin Wuran was about to speak when she heard this, but Old Lady Li stopped him and nodded first.

"If it's for dyeing, why not red yeast rice? After all, it can be dyed red, how can there be so much attention? ”

"Why isn't there so much attention?" Qin Wuran didn't care about Old Lady Li stopping herself, and stepped forward to reason with him, "The color is not only red, but also bright and moisturizing, and furthermore, the fried sugar color can be fragrant, these two points are characteristics that red yeast rice does not have, how can they be compared?" ”

"There are thousands of ways to brighten Titian, but it is not easy to fry sugar color, why can't you change your thinking?"

"You're not doing the right thing!"

"What is the right way?" Zheng Songyun asked rhetorically: "It's not walking the rivers and lakes to plan the world, how can there be any right way to speak of?" It's just a dish, what are you doing with it? ”

Zheng Songyun's tone was quite ridiculous, after all, Qin Wuran had been practicing cooking for many years, and she had already regarded it as a part of her life, and Zheng Songyun had only been getting started for a few days, where could she understand her so-called importance? immediately took this sentence as a child's joke.

Qin Wuran was speechless for a while, only snorted and turned around and stood beside Old Lady Li.

However, looking at the two of them coming and going, Mrs. Li laughed instead, "What Songyun said is right, if it is just to brighten and increase the fragrance, there are naturally other methods, but the craftsmanship of frying sugar is too exquisite to control the temperature, and the cauldron is even more difficult to control the fire, and it is also a disadvantage to not preserve it well." The red yeast rice can be colored and fixed, not only simple to use, easy to preserve, but the most important thing is that the cost is very low, the process is also simple, and it is not necessarily irreplaceable. ”

After saying this, it can be said that he is reasoning everywhere, but Qin Wuran only knows that Old Lady Li agrees with Zheng Songyun, and the expression on her face changes suddenly.

"My grandfather used to tell me that the craft of cooking is also steady, and I haven't learned how to stir-fry the spoon and pan? But now he says that he can't fry the sugar color, so he won't fry it? What is the rationale for this? ”

"What's the point?" Old Lady Li shook her head, slowed down her tone and explained to him, "For you, this may be a simple matter, but for him, if you can't learn it, you can't learn it, so it's better to find another way." If you think about it, if everyone eats like you, then the dishes will gradually disappear and there will be no new ones. ”

But if the finished product of this change is not enough, why do you have to go the extra mile? He can't fry well today, but it doesn't mean that he can't fry well on the third day, he doesn't want to practice but only knows how to cheat and play tricks, what big thing can he achieve? ”

Of course, what you said is not unreasonable, but you can't think of him thinking of red yeast rice, which is also your shallowness. It's not a fault to be well-behaved, but it can't be said that other people's choices are all cheating and cheating. You, you can't be complacent now, this day is wide, there are things you haven't seen, we have to be humble. ”

Qin Wuran listened to his slow tone, but it was still a reprimand, and immediately clenched her cuffs.

"I know I have to be humble, and I never feel that I have much ability, but my grandfather uses him to belittle me, and I just don't accept it."

Speaking of which, it is still a child's mind, and it is Zheng Songyun who is angry with Mrs. Li, and feels that he can't afford to praise, instead of having his own opinions on this Tao, he is giving birth to refutations.

Thinking of this, he could only feel funny, and shook his head with some coaxing, "The two of you have your own strengths and weaknesses, but Songyun is only a beginner after all, and you have to take him to continue learning." It's just that you can learn from his novel ideas, take the essence of it and remove the dross, there is always something you can use. ”

Speaking of which, Qin Wuran was able to sort out the depression in her heart, but she still felt that Old Lady Li's remarks seemed to be biased, so she just wrung her sleeves and didn't say a word.

"The sugar color is fried here, you can't delay tomorrow's business, I will stay and help me, and Songyun will go to the front to ask you if Uncle Zhao has any help."

Qin Wuran listened to his instructions, and naturally did not delay, rolled up her sleeves and went to prepare the material bag. And Zheng Songyun was going to the door, and suddenly as if he remembered something, he poked his head in and asked, "Is the method of coloring red yeast rice really feasible?" ”

Old Lady Li nodded at his curious appearance, "It's really feasible, but it's better to fry the sugar, and we use this method a lot." ”

Zheng Songyun has understood that the reason why red yeast rice is not used in the lo-mei of Li Ji Restaurant must be for its reasons, even if Mrs. Li agrees with it, it will not replace the fried sugar color after all.

Thinking like this in his heart, Zheng Songyun turned his head and happened to bump into someone, and hurriedly took a few steps back. But the man cursed, and stretched out his hand to catch him.

"The little rabbit cub doesn't walk long-eyed, and I dare to hit your second master? Impatient to live? Li Man, the second eldest of the Li family, pushed him and scolded.

Zheng Songyun is not a bully, so he immediately raised his eyes and glared at him, but when he saw the face full of horizontal meat, his face turned pale.

"Yo, isn't this the son of the fourth family of Zheng Laosi? Is he willing to let you out? Li Man trembled, and all that came out of his fat mouth were knives.

Zheng Songyun didn't dare to face him, and he was about to run when he had the opportunity. But it's not the first time Li Man has seen him, this little trick is clear, and he throws the person back with a single stretch of his hand.

Sitting on the ground, Zheng Songyun couldn't help but let out a muffled snort, but he didn't dare to shout loudly at all. Li Man kicked him with his toes, his slitted eyes full of disdain.

"The things that crawled out of the gutter dare to run to my Li family? Who gave your dog guts? I still remember the kick your father kicked me, or else I would have returned it to you? ”

Li Man looked at him, and then his eyes fixed on the next three roads, full of cruelty, "It is said that the father's debt is repaid, your father is dead, I have to make up for it on you, otherwise this loss will be in vain, and it will not be like my second master Li at all." ”

"Tell me, isn't this the reason?"