Fu Wei saw the four large glass jars he had prepared for himself, which were full of what he needed. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Stop your work!" Thomson shouted at the chefs around him, then looked down at Forway and asked, "I guess you need someone to do it?" ”

"Wow!" Fu Wei stretched out three fingers as he rolled up his arms and sleeves.

"Come on!" Thomson said to the cooks.

The three cooks rubbed over inexplicably, and Fu Wei's sleeves were also rolled up, and he pointed to the jar full of rice and said, "Grind this into flour." ”

"Red adzuki beans are steamed!"

"Sesame seeds are oiled!"

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The three chefs performed their duties and were busy, Fuwei was just commanding, he couldn't even reach the shovel on the stove, and the three chefs were also quick to act, after completing these three steps, they stared at Xiao Fuwei with a suspicious face.

They thought the kid was here to make trouble, but the jailer Thomson was here, and the cooks were not going to have a good time, so they just hoped that the kid would lose interest in cooking and get out of here.

"Next, the steamed red beans and the sesame oiled, you two, go and trap." Fu Wei said to two of the cooks: "Mash the red beans, then mix the oiled sesame seeds and white sugar, and taste them while you go, and you can stop when you feel that the taste is almost the same." ”

The two cooks sneered, what kind of way is this? It's disgusting just to think about it, let alone make it, put it in front of you, this kind of extremely sweet and greasy, poor quality thing, except for criminals, who can send it to the mouth? They cook for the warden, three of the best cooks in this prison!

But they still did as Fu Wei said, thinking to themselves, quickly drum it up, and make this kid happy, maybe he will find it boring, and he will leave, and there will be a lot of dishes to be done later.

"If you grind rice noodles, find a flat container and put rice noodles in it." Under the command of Fu Wei, the three chefs divided their work and were very busy.

The stuffing was reconciled, the rice noodles were ready, Fu Wei stepped forward, stretched out his little hand, and grabbed a small handful of red bean paste with a sweet and greasy aroma, this thing The chefs didn't know what it was, but Fu Wei did.

Bean paste filling, the filling of the Lantern Festival.

Fuwei put the bean paste in his hand in the palm of his hand, kneaded it into a uniform small ball, and then put it on an iron plate covered with dry rice noodles, he rubbed more than a dozen in a row, this is a demonstration for other cooks, a dozen is enough, Fuwei doesn't have the patience to make too much.

After having dozens of red bean paste balls on the flat container, Fu Wei stretched out his arms and struggled to pick up the flat container, and a kind cook beside him saw the way, took the container, and kept shaking it.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Fu Wei said with relief, looking like an old chef teaching secret recipes: "A little water from time to time makes it easier for the filling to stick to the dry rice noodles until the filling is completely wrapped in the dry rice noodles." ”

Fu Wei picked up a round ball with white flowers, pinched it gently, it felt good, and then threw it into a tin can filled with boiling water on the side.

"Have you learned?" Fowei asked.

There was a little excitement in the eyes of the three chefs, they were good cooks, of course they saw a little bit of the way, but they had never seen such a craft, and they couldn't wait to pick out the dozens of white balls one by one, and boil them in a pot, they suddenly wanted to taste the taste of this food.

Out of the pot, Thomson and a large group of cooks took the spoons and fished them straight out of the pot, it was so hot that they blew and blew, and finally began to put the little white ball into their mouths one after another.

Fu Wei's mood was quite apprehensive, and he didn't know if this was the right way to do the Lantern Festival, let alone how it tasted in the mouth.

But the surprised expressions of Thomson and the chefs made Fuwei put his heart down in an instant.

"Fuwei, if you want me to say, your thing is really delicious!" Thomson chewed the Lantern Festival in his mouth with hot air, gave a thumbs up, and then ran to the side of the pot and fished out another one.

The other chefs were also shocked and speechless, the entrance of this Lantern Festival is fragrant and sweet, and it is really an endless aftertaste!

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A steaming bowl of Lantern Festival was served on the desk of Warden Huron, and the lean old man glanced at Fu Wei, approached the small bowl, and sniffed.

"It doesn't smell like anything." Warden Huron pinched the handle of the spoon, picked up a round lantern festival, blew it gently, and put it in his mouth.

"The taste is not bad, but it doesn't taste ...... at all," Warden Huron said, holding the Lantern Festival.

Then he used his tongue to move the Lantern Festival at the base of the tongue to the big tooth, and bit through the skin of the Lantern Festival.

The sweet fragrance instantly overflowed his mouth, which made Warden Huron's brows rise, and he savored it, chewed it, swallowed it, and then sat in his chair as if he were in another world.

I took another one and put it in my mouth...

Warden Huron finished the whole bowl of Lantern Festival in a short time, he took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, and nodded incessantly: "Very good food, full of mystery..." ”

"Three chefs have learned and are teaching other chefs." Thomson replied with a chin in his head.

Warden Huron stood up, pinched his chin and said, "For the afternoon meal, I will give this to the inmates of the three felony prisons, and tell them that they are the craft of Fuwei." ”

Turning around, Huron looked at Fu Wei with a smile and said, "Young man, this thing you make is really good, what is its name?" ”

"Lantern Festival."

Fu Wei replied, but silently thought in his heart: This is just the tip of the iceberg, if I make you lamb skewers, roasted kidneys, etc., I guess you will have to pester me every day.

Fuwei's favorite food is barbecue, he estimates that there is no barbecue in this world, but he does not plan to use this craft in prison, first, the ingredients are too expensive, and second, it is too delicious.

"Thomson, go get ready, I'll say a few more words to Fuwei." Warden Huron said.

"Yes!" Thomson stomped his foot, turned and walked out the door.

Warden Huron sat back in his seat, looked at Fu Wei with a smile and said, "Young man, can you tell me a little bit about the prison system improvement plan?" ”

What's not to do? A few words of nonsense, this lean old man will feel fresh.

Fuwei threw himself on the sofa and found a comfortable position to lie down, it's good to have a sofa, since he came to this world, Fuwei has slept on hard iron frame beds.

He began, "The first step is to make the criminals feel grateful to me. As for what's next... I'm going to try out some new rules in my prison, and if the felons can follow the rules, the other prisons will be fine, but for one thing, you and your jailers will have to cooperate with me fully. ”

"If it works, the convicts will become more obedient and the prison will be able to generate revenue."

Warden Huron listened and nodded and said, "Of course I will fully cooperate with you, if this second step is only a trial in your prison, I won't go into the details, but when it comes to the third step, the prison income generation stage, it will be very important, and every decision you make must be approved by me." ”

"That's nature."

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Male Felons Prison, 5 p.m.

The criminals stood in front of a jar of soup and water with big eyes and small eyes, and there were piles of white balls floating in this clear soup!

"The prison is too inauthentic, and the food is getting worse and worse!"

"Is this food?"

"We're protesting!!"

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This group of criminals shouted into a piece, food is the most basic need of people, the criminals do not ask for too good, but they must be able to eat enough! This soup and water, a few splashes of urine are gone, can you eat enough?

A few hungry criminals finally got the opportunity to eat first, and they didn't care about it, they put it in an iron bowl, and poured it into their mouths.

"The starry sky is above, so fragrant, so sweet!"

The hungry criminals ate like a whirlwind, and their appetites were greatly satisfied.

Some of the criminals were suspicious, and they also took the iron bowl to fill the food and began to taste it.

"Oh my God, it's delicious!"

"This is food that only nobles are qualified to eat!"

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The situation suddenly reversed, and all the criminals rushed to the tin can containing the Lantern Festival and rushed to grab it! For a while, pots and pans were flying all over the sky!

Fu Wei stood not far away, contented watching these guys snatch the Lantern Festival, and a sense of pride rose slightly in his heart. Zoro came to Fuwei's side at some point and said, "It seems that your kid is really good at cooking." ”

"Then you've won a prize, and these guys really haven't eaten anything good." Fowy replied.

All the criminals are gobbling it up, this thing is really delicious, and it is finely made, unlike those inferior cheeses and dried vegetables, which are difficult to swallow, and some criminals even began to thank the prison.

Zorro couldn't see it, walked over, raised his mechanical arm and roared loudly: "You white-eyed wolves, do you know who fought for this thing for you?" ”

"Isn't it the prison that is kind enough to give us better food?"

One of the criminals asked rhetorically.

"!" Zorro kicked the guy and said loudly: "This is Fuwei's craft, he asked the warden to make this food for everyone!" ”

The criminals were stunned for a few seconds when they heard this, but they didn't say anything, they just continued to eat on their own.

Zorro frowned and roared, "Are you all pigs?!" ”

In the corner, the cowardly bag suddenly threw away the iron bowl in his hand and scattered the Lantern Festival on the ground, he walked over step by step, and said as he walked: "Zorro, you are the biggest in prison, we serve, but you help a kid buy people's hearts, I think you should save your energy." ”

"This thing is much better than the previous rotten dishes, but how many meals can you eat? Two meals a year? ”

"One or two meals and you want us to be grateful to a powerless brat?"

As he walked, he approached Zorro's side, who was much shorter than Zorro, and had to tilt his head and speak:

"You're too cheap! Zorro? ”

The other criminals just stared at this place and remained silent, many criminals were actually grateful to Fuwei in their hearts, but what the cowards said was also the truth, how many meals can you eat a year with this kind of fine food?

They could only secretly cast a grateful glance at Fuwei, grateful for this meal.

"Aang! Aang! ”

At this moment, the alarm sounded, and when it was time for half an hour to eat, those criminals rushed to the food jar, hoping to use the limited time to grab some more, and eat it next time, but I don't know what year and month it was.