Back and forth, Luo Xiaoye listened to a rough idea.

The Qian family should be the one who is going to hold a wedding banquet in the evening, but now that the cook has an accident, I am afraid that the dishes of the wedding banquet will be in big trouble.

Luo Xiaoye thought about it, greeted him, and asked with a smile:

"May I ask if you two are talking about the wedding banquet in this village at night? I'm sorry I heard the conversation between the two just now, was there something wrong with the chef who was preparing the wedding banquet? ”

Lao Zhang and Lao Li looked at Luo Xiaoye, and Zhongli, who was still glued to her, was not from this village, and said strangely:

"Who are you? Why in our village? ”

Luo Xiaoye bowed his hand and pointed to the people not far away:

"We passed by the village, to the front of the aunt's house to beg for water, the aunt said that the village at night someone to marry a daughter-in-law, we want to stay to see the fun, just heard that the cook's hands were scalded by boiling water, I don't know what can help?"

Luo Xiaoye briefly introduced herself and moved to the main topic:

"I worked as a cook in my hometown for a while, so I don't know if I can help you."

When Lao Li heard this, he said happily: "So, do you know how to cook?" ”

"I know a little bit about fur." Luo Xiaoye pretended to be modest.

"Whether you know a little bit about the fur or not, it's best to be able to help, why don't you go with me to Lao Qian's house to have a look? Lao Qian's family is our village chief's family here, if you can help him, the village chief will definitely thank you again! ”

"Okay!" Luo Xiaoye agreed.

As soon as she heard Xie, she seemed to see that God had opened the back door for her.

The four of them arrived at Qian's house, and when they entered the kitchen of Qian's house, they saw a group of people at a loss.

There was a large slice of ingredients on the table, but there was not even a person who could handle it.

Uncle Qian rushed to the kitchen with a roar, and when he saw that Lao Li brought him a girl, he couldn't help frowning:

"Lao Li, I heard that you brought someone, why did you bring a girl? Is this girl reliable and effective? ”

The biggest disadvantage of the people in the village is that they have a loud voice, and this roar is heard by the whole kitchen.

Everyone looked at Luo Xiaoye together, their eyes full of doubts.

"Uncle Qian sees that I am young and it is normal to suspect me, if you are worried, why don't you let me show my hands to everyone?"

Luo Xiaoye's craftsmanship is not comparable to that of a five-star chef, but he can still cope with a few home-cooked dishes.

"Boss, can you do it?"

I had never heard that Luo Xiaoye could cook, and Zhongli whispered in her ear with some concern:

"If we mess up, we'll probably be swept away!"

Although the people in the village are simple, it is an advantage, but it is also a disadvantage, and when the time comes, it will be found that Luo Xiaoye is lying, let alone rubbing food, and it is a question of whether he can go out with his limbs in good shape.

"Don't worry! Your boss is out, there's nothing you can't do! ”

So, under the eyes of more than a dozen pairs of people, Luo Xiaoye slaughtered the two birds that Zhongli had just hit.

Smear salt and five-spice powder on the bird's body and belly, sprinkle peppercorns, wrap it in lotus leaves, take some mud from the outside, wrap it, and put it into the pit that the villagers have dug in advance.

"Go to the firewood." Luo Xiaoye instructed Zhongli, and as soon as Zhongli turned around, he passed it to his subordinates.

The firewood is delivered, the fire is lit, and the next step is the roasting process.

It was the first time that everyone had seen this method of dealing with birds, and some people couldn't help but ask:

"Is this possible? Wrapped in mud and buried in the soil to bake, can it be baked? ”