Bai Mushuang is going to cook again, he can feast on it, and he is naturally willing to help.

Seeing her roll up her sleeves and go out, the man also followed out.

Zhao Zhao didn't leave, he still sat in his position, he was hungry, a doll that was growing his body, could he eat a little more?

Bai Mushuang and his party walked into the back kitchen, only to see the cook stir-frying with a spatula.

The business of the restaurant is really good, in addition to the cook, there are also special cutting and matching servants there to help with the dishes, like this can only be seen in large restaurants.

"Shopkeeper, why are you here?" The cook, who was cooking, was a little surprised when he saw the appearance of the shopkeeper.

"This little lady said to challenge your cooking skills and make room for her to try."

"A village girl, you still want to compare with us?" The cook saw Bai Mushuang's stumbling dress, and his tone was definitely not good.

In addition, this is the back kitchen, and the back kitchen of their cooks is their world, and an outsider dares to judge their dishes, and wants to compete, but they really don't know whether they are alive or dead.

"Are you worthy?" The cook said to Bai Mushuang very arrogantly.

"That's right, we're very busy, if you come to dinner, just sit out and eat honestly, if you come to provoke and smash the field, don't come here, we don't have time to talk nonsense with women like you."

"Shopkeeper." Bai Mushuang didn't directly argue with the few people in front of him, but set his eyes on the shopkeeper standing aside.

The shopkeeper didn't know what Bai Mushuang wanted to say, and his expression was a little suspicious.

The woman opened her thin lips lightly and said slowly, "Aren't you the shopkeeper?" Why can't you even discipline the people under your own hands? Do you have to teach you something? ”

The little lady laughed. The shopkeeper's face was red and white, "Didn't you hear what I just said or what, give me a step down." ”

The shopkeeper was angry, and a few cooks made way for Bai Mushuang.

Bai Mushuang took a look at the existing ingredients in the kitchen and felt that there were too few things.

There are no spices for seasoning, and the salt looks very crude and simple.

Fortunately, she had already prepared, and when Bai Mingyi went to get the ingredients, she took out the homemade salt and soy sauce.

The salt is served in a coarse porcelain jar, and the soy sauce is also served in a porcelain jar, which from the outside looks no different from the spices in the back kitchen.

"Are the pig's feet taken care of?" After cutting the side dishes, Bai Mushuang began to urge impatiently.

Bai Mingyi had just plucked the hair off the pig's feet, and his knees and arms began to hurt when he was tired.

"Taken care of." The dignified young master of the Bai family actually had a day when he was called.

He sent the processed pig's feet to Bai Mushuang, and Bai Mushuang quickly cut the pig's feet.

After cutting the pork knuckles, start to add oil, stir the pork knuckles until fragrant, and add cooking wine, rock sugar and soy sauce.

With these in place, she began to prepare the secret accessories again.

"You look at the ignition, this has to be a slow fire." Bai Mushuang didn't forget to remind, "Don't let the fire burn too much, and the pig's feet will be scorched when the time comes." ”

"What are you doing?" Bai Mingyi asked.

He thought that Bai Mushuang would make white-cut chicken or roast goose or something, even if he didn't do those, stir-fried fresh vegetables would definitely taste good, why did he have pig's feet?

"You'll look at it for a moment." The side dishes are all poured in, and the rest is time.

"I'll wait, what about you?" Bai Mingyi just fanned the fan twice, and added some firewood to it, and the whole person was smoked.

"Me?" Bai Mushuang smiled, "Of course I'm going to eat, I'm hungry." ”

The person who can't eat the hotel food is Bai Mingyi and not her, she has been busy for a day, and she is very hungry, how can she be here all the time, whoever comes up with the idea will let whoever stays here, anyway, the person who works is not her.

After reminding Bai Mingyi to take care of the fire, Bai Mushuang ignored his desperate expression and returned to the private room.

The time to go back was just right, and the dishes were almost ready.

Zhao Zhao saw Bai Mushuang coming back, and was very excited: "Sister, did you really show your hands just now?" ”

"I stewed a random dish and made do with it." Bai Mushuang sandwiched a little green vegetables and put them in a bowl.

These days, I am tired of eating big fish and meat, and the small green vegetables are particularly refreshing and not greasy at all, and the taste is very good.

It's probably the only dish on this table that is okay......

Bai Mushuang and Zhao Zhao finished the whole table of dishes, and after eating, Bai Mushuang burped with satisfaction.

And at this time, she also happened to think of Bai Mingyi, who was still watching the stove in the back kitchen.

"The pig's feet are almost fine." Bai Mushuang said to Zhaozhao, "You go with me, let's bring the pig's feet." ”

"Okay." The move was very fast, and as soon as Bai Mushuang walked to the back kitchen, he was already waiting there.

Bai Mingyi shook the fan for almost an hour, and his hand was about to be broken, seeing Bai Mushuang, Bai Mingyi seemed to see a savior.

"My aunt, you're finally here." Bai Mingyi stood up anxiously and hurriedly walked towards Bai Mushuang, "I thought you forgot about me." ”

"Isn't it you going to eat? Don't rely on others to eat what you want to eat, make it yourself. Bai Mushuang said with a smile.

She was smiling, but Bai Mingyi couldn't laugh at all, the pig's feet stewed in the casserole were fragrant, but he could only watch and couldn't eat it, this alone made him feel uncomfortable enough.

"It's almost time to get the pot out." Bai Mushuang talked to Bai Mingyi again.

Bai Mingyi, who was a little frustrated just now, was interested at this time, and he immediately took the pot and put it on the table.

At this time, the shopkeeper and the cook also came around.

They were attracted by the alluring aroma, the smell was so fragrant that the soul of the incense would probably be snatched away.

"What is this?" The question of the showcase.

"Very ordinary home-cooked food, braised pork knuckles." Bai Mushuang said.

Zhao Zhao looked at a few people and snorted coldly, as if he was laughing at the other party for not asking.

"We also stew pig's feet, but we've never stewed them so fragrant." It's delicious when it smells, and it's definitely better than it tastes.

"My sister has an ancestral unique recipe, and you don't have it, of course the things made are different, where can it be compared with my sister's." Zhao Zhao had just eaten a lot, but when he smelled the fragrance, his mouth was still a little greedy.

This kind of belonging, the stomach is already full, and it is purely like wanting to eat again.

When the lid is lifted, a strong fragrance comes out, which is a very pure and unique meat aroma.

Who has never eaten meat, but such fragrant meat, I really haven't tried it.

Bai Mushuang scooped out the pig's feet with a wooden spoon, and some of the remaining soup in it can actually be used, and it should taste very good to pour rice or cook noodles with the soup.