When arranging the task, Lin Lang had already taken a large basin and put nearly five catties of ice crystal purple rice.

This rice is exclusively for outsiders and cannot be touched.

Scoop it twice, put it in the largest rice cooker, and plug it in.

He can't help it, in fact, the rice steamed from the rice cooker is not delicious. But now, there is only this condition.

The people who didn't receive the order all gathered outside the kitchen to see if Lin Lang could do it.

Cooking rice looks pretty good, the movements are skillful, and it's done in one step.

The next cooking is the main thing.

"Wu Jisheng, prepare green onions, ginger and garlic, I will use them in a while. ”

Lin Lang took out a large piece of net pork chops and pork loin strips from the freezer and threw them directly into the pressure cooker.

Add water and steam!

And he took out the chicken breasts, and the wings, and the feet, and the drumsticks, and put them in a large pot on the gas.

Put the same water and boil quickly.

Huang Ying and others, although they have never cooked.

But I feel that these meats should be washed, why just put them in the pot and stew.

"Lin Lang, do you know how to cook?

Shui Wanrong was the first one, and he didn't do it. How do you eat something that looks disgusting?

The eyes are full of contempt, no, no, you have to pretend!

"Yes, Lin Lang, I can't even eat it when I look at it!" нéíуап Gě was intoxicated with the chapter, and the new stalk was new

Liu Zhen, who was peeling potatoes, also retorted.

None of them were satisfied, and they joined in refuting him.

Only Shangguan Siying, after a curious glance, silently walked to the cafeteria table and waited.

Her trust in Lin Lang has reached her bones.

With her cold temperament, she is not suitable for being with people at all.

Huang Ying was also full of trust in him and stood aside, just to admire.

A dedicated man who will always attract attention.

Lin Lang turned a blind eye to these doubts and did not explain.

"Wu Jisheng, give me the green onion!"

Lin Lang stood in front of the cutting board and shouted.

Five green onions, with the sound of the wind, were thrown directly in front of Lin Lang.

They are all martial artists, and Wu Jisheng believes that he can handle it well.

Lin Lang didn't even connect, and the kitchen knife in his hand flew, turning into a brilliant knife light.

Five green onions, constantly vibrating in the air, just don't fall.

In the blink of an eye, a bunch of green onions were slapped down by Lin Lang with a knife and landed on the plate next to him, all of which were slanted ballasts the size of little fingers.

Then a pile fell, all in small pieces, on the plate, very neatly.

Seven times in a row, a total of seven different green onions appeared.

This hand alone has already suppressed the mouth of doubt.

They don't care about Lin Lang's knife skills, they care about what is cut out.

That's a completely different seven kinds of green onions.

At least it proves that Lin Lang knows how to cook.

Proving this, they finally let go of their hearts.

"Wang Yuewolf, give me the cucumber!"

Lin Lang cut the green onions, glanced at them, and found that only Wang Yuewolf's cucumbers had been washed, and shouted.

"Give!"

Wang Yuewolf didn't concentrate on washing the vegetables, and saw his performance just now. He does have some skills, and he may really know how to cook.

He directly threw the pot containing six cucumbers to Lin Lang.

Lin Lang took it, and immediately sounded a series of knife cutting sounds.

Soon, a large plate of shredded cucumbers appeared evenly.

"Oh, I'll go! It's better than my knife skills!"

Hearing the sound of the knife, Liu Zhen looked at what Lin Lang cut out again, and couldn't help but scream.

Everyone has noticed that there is not much difference in length and thickness, a real chef's knife method.

"Wang Yuewolf, give me three carrots!"

"Wang Yue wolf, celery!"

"Wu Jisheng, garlic!"

The entire kitchen was already filled with Lin Lang's shouts.

All the doubts disappeared, and only appreciation remained.

Admire Lin Lang's knife work and admire the way he looks when he chops vegetables. That skillful movement, definitely an old guy who has been cutting the mound for decades.

At the same time, plates of ingredients were processed by him.

Ten minutes later, the fourteen plates of ingredients, all sorted out, were put aside by Wu Jisheng.

The people standing outside the door, looking at the ingredients in front of them, and then looking at the busy Lin Lang, couldn't coincide.

This man is really the young master of the Lin family, Lin Lang?

It's not a chef who came from somewhere to disguise it!

If we weren't together a lot, I wouldn't believe it at all!

At this time, the sound of the electric pressure cooker gas valve sounded.

Lin Lang immediately turned off the power, fished out the meat and ribs inside, and threw away the water.

Those present could see that there was a layer of grease and debris floating on the water, and it was terrible dirty.

Replace with water and put the meat in.

This time, the largest piece of chopped green onion and whole garlic cloves were added, as well as washed chili peppers, and a little bit of spice was added to each color, and then plugged in and ignored it.

At this time, the pot of chicken nuggets was also boiled, and Lin Lang also threw away the water, and put the chicken wings and chicken thighs aside.

It wasn't until this moment that everyone understood that Lin Lang was washing meat just now, and they didn't understand!

Shui Wanrong felt a fever on her face, and she was no longer embarrassed to stand here.

quietly retreated to Guan Siying's side, chatting randomly, a pair of eyes, but not skipped Lin Lang's back.

"Wu Jisheng, I'm going to start stir-frying, what do I want, give me something! Wang Yuewolf, prepare to serve the dishes. Zhai Jiali, brush the pot for me. ”

Lin Lang arranged everything again, stood in front of the two woks, turned on the range hood, and lit the fire.

There are all kinds of spices and oils that can be found next to it.

started to stir-fry, and the people who watched witnessed Lin Lang's cooking skills.

Flipping the spoon, stir-frying, taking the seasoning, the action is smooth, and there is a sense of beauty.

Looking at his movements, he has definitely been immersed in cooking for decades.

Completely incompatible with his identity!

The aroma is overflowing, and the vegetables are fragrant.

Tomato and egg, vinegared cabbage, potato chips with oily meat, cola chicken wings, chicken feet with pepper, spicy fried chicken......

Two woks, used in turns, a plate of dishes were brought out by Wang Yuewolf, and the aroma wafted in the canteen, making people look greedy.

By the time the most time-consuming braised pork and sweet and sour pork ribs came out, a full sixteen home-cooked dishes had been placed on the entire table.

In the end, Lin Lang also made a seaweed egg soup.

No one started, so they could only wait for the busy Lin Lang to come to the table.

"Just smelling it makes people hungry, and it's even better to have wine. ”

Zhai Jiali swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and a pair of chopsticks were about to be broken in his hand.

"It's really good, look at this knife work, look at this color, it's more exquisite than a five-star hotel. ”

Liu Zhen looked at the dishes with all the color and flavor, and couldn't help but do it.

"Hmph, Lin Lang still has this hand? There must be other secrets, I want to dig them out. ”

Huang Ying pouted and looked at Lin Lang who came over with the soup.

Everyone else's eyes also fell on him, this man is amazing!

It's just that at this moment, seeing him wearing an apron and holding a soup bowl, no matter how you look at it, he is a shopkeeper.

"Time is limited, ingredients are limited, everyone will eat it!"

Lin Lang saw that everyone was waiting, so he hurriedly sat down on the seat reserved for him and beckoned everyone to do it.

This seat is very interesting, on the left is the iceberg-like Shangguan Siying, and on the right is Huang Ying, a place completely surrounded by beautiful women.

In fact, there is no way, Shangguan Siying has particularity, Lin Lang on the right, and Shui Wanrong on the left.

A table, around three people, the most spacious.

"Eat, eat, I'm hungry!"

Zhai Jiali couldn't hold back anymore when he saw him sit down, and while shouting in his mouth, the chopsticks in his hand had already fallen on the Coke chicken wings.

Someone moved, and everyone stretched out their chopsticks.

Isn't it torture to not be able to taste the taste of food that is full of color and aroma!

The first bite was carefully placed on the side of his mouth, and he stuck out his tongue and licked it.

Then suddenly his eyes lit up, and his mouth moved faster. Immediately afterwards, the chopsticks in my hand stretched out again!

Everyone present, almost hungry for a day, stretched out their chopsticks.

Again, everyone stretched out their chopsticks in unison, picked them up, and put them directly into their mouths.

"It's delicious, it's a hundred times better than Xiangge Xela!"

Zhai Jiali muttered as he put something in his mouth.

After a few chews, swallow it in your stomach and eat it quickly.

The ingredients are all the same, but what Lin Lang made is stronger than Xiangge Xela's, and it was affirmed at once.

"Yes, that's good!"

Liu Zhen, barely said it clearly, and then never spoke, just eating.

Although the girls also ate a lot, they still tried to restrain themselves and did not gobble up.

Eating the rice made of ice crystal purple rice, paired with Lin Lang's dishes, it is absolutely delicious in the world!

During the whole meal, except for Zhai Jiali who said almost nothing at the beginning, no one spoke anymore.

All that remains is the sound of swallowing, and the sound of chopsticks colliding with bowls.

There are peerless beauties sitting, and all the men still only care about eating, which has proved that Lin Lang's cooking skills are beyond the ordinary.

At this moment, there are no more doubters in those present.

All that remains, eat!

Eating is the greatest affirmation of Lin Lang's cooking skills!

The wind and clouds are swept away!

Ten people, sixteen dishes, a pot of soup, plus five catties of rice steamed rice, all wiped out.

"I have to say, Lin Lang, you should go and open a restaurant, it will definitely be a big hit!

Zhai Jiali straightened his stomach and leaned on the wooden chair, picking his teeth while admiring.

Others chimed in.

"Lin Lang, teach us, a man can cook, but we can't. It's a shame to say it!"

Huang Ying, who was sitting next to him, with a smile on her face, maintained her dignity in front of people, and said lightly.

"Well, anyone who wants to learn can do it. But, let's pay attention, I'm going to accept a personal disciple to teach cooking. ”

Lin Lang did not refuse to come, in fact, it was easier for martial artists to learn.

Regardless of technique, wrist strength, and control, it is stronger than ordinary people.

But martial artists all specialize in martial arts, how can anyone learn cooking, it is purely a waste of time.

"I also learn, I make it for my mother!"

Shui Wanrong completely forgot that when she questioned Lin Lang, she raised her right hand high, as if she was afraid that Lin Lang would not see it.

"I want to learn too, it's so cool!"

Zhai Jiali couldn't help it, eating and cultivating was a dilemma!

"I tell you, what I said is true, and I want to accept a disciple who is personally passed on. I'm looking for them!"

Lin Lang knew that these people were all momentary pleasures, and if they really let them learn, they didn't have time at all.

"Understood!"

"Wait for news!"

One by one, they all agreed.