Su Wanqing felt that Da Zhuang must be the kind of wise and foolish.

I thought he was silly and stupid before, but he actually knew better than anyone else.

Down-to-earth and hard-working is a good comrade, and I don't know who made the decision to accept him, which is too wise.

"Have you had breakfast?"

Da Zhuang's face flushed: "I've eaten it, but I can eat another bowl!" ”

Su Wanqing was happy, glanced at the sky, the snow was not falling, but it had been gloomy, and she was afraid that another one would brew.

And if the snow is not cold, it is really not deceiving, when the cold wind blows, the exposed skin is like an ice knife cutting on the face.

There was also green vegetable porridge in the pot, and Su Wanqing drank a bowl of hot and Da Zhuang alone.

Then he told him not to run around at home, otherwise Xu Wei would be in a hurry if he couldn't find anyone.

She can go to the Sifang Restaurant by herself, anyway, it's just such a little distance, and she doesn't have to worry that she doesn't know the way.

Da Zhuang had to reluctantly continue to stay and watch the house.

When Su Wanqing arrived at the Sifang Restaurant, there was naturally no guest.

There was no one in the deserted hall, but the sound of talking came from the back kitchen.

She walked in familiarly, and saw several people gossiping around the stove.

Su Wanqing also leaned her head to look, and saw that the pot had been fried to a burnt sugar color.

"Yo, mushy? Technology doesn't work! ”

Xu Cheng hurriedly wanted to slip away, but was caught by the cook.

"That's the method you said, it's better for me to boil it myself!"

Xu Cheng is a scholar, he should have been a chef far away, but there was nothing impressive on his face.

"I've seen Sister Su fry it several times, it's definitely true, it's just that you didn't do it yourself, when I asked you to stir-fry quickly, you moved too slowly!"

Li simply walked to Su Wanqing's side, and she couldn't fry this sugar color, so she didn't speak for the time being.

"So Xu Cheng, you're teaching him how to cook?"

Xu Cheng hurriedly waved his hand: "No, I won't either, it's Aunt Li who said ......"

Li Shi quickly coughed twice, and Xu Cheng wisely shut up.

Now the chef who picked up the big spoon after Xu Shen left is surnamed Tian, and his cooking skills are seventy-seven eighty-eight.

He had seen Su Wanqing, but he didn't know that the novel dishes in this Sifang Restaurant were from her handiwork.

I thought that Xu Shen came up with it himself, but when I saw Xu Cheng today, it happened that the color of the sugar he fried was still not very bright, thinking that he was also Xu Shen's son, so he asked casually.

As a result, Li and Xu Cheng had both seen Su Wanqing fried sugar, and they humbly asked for advice, so they naturally taught selflessly.

It's just that the result is not very satisfactory, and what Tian Youming made according to their words is not as good as what he fried himself.

So the three of them talked about what went wrong.

Su Wanqing pointed at Xu Cheng: "You come to me, how did you do it just now!" ”

Xu Cheng hurriedly said it, anyway, he really said it according to the steps Su Wanqing did.

There will never be a mistake in his memory, so he is full of confidence, and it must be Tian Youming's own problem.

When Xu Cheng finished speaking, he looked at Su Wanqing with a blank look: "Isn't it right!" ”

Tian Youming also looked at Su Wanqing, this girl doesn't look very smart, can she understand better than Xu Shen's son?

Unexpectedly, Su Wanqing shook her head directly.

"The steps are correct, but the key points are two wrong!"

Li Shi also became active: "I said that I want to heat the water, and they add cold water!" ”

Xu Cheng touched his neck, he remembered to add water, who knows if it was hot or cold?

Tian Youming looked at Su Wanqing: "Do you know how to cook?" What's wrong with that? ”

Su Wanqing pointed to the lard on the stove and said, "Add sugar to cold oil, you are already wrong to add sugar when the oil is hot!" ”

Anyway, Xu Shen doesn't know how long it will take to come back, and this Sifang Restaurant still has to rely on this person who can't even fry sugar color.

If she really goes out of business, she really can't bear Boss Mo's care for her!

"I'll cook it once, you see, there are other dishes you can't cook, you can ask me, I will know everything."

Tian Youming was a little unhappy.

"Your breath is too big, Master Xu Shen won't talk to me like this, how old is your little girl, what can you teach me!"

Xu Cheng leisurely mended the knife on the side.

"She's my father's master!"

Su Wanqing was stunned for a moment, if you want to say this, this generation seems to be messed up, right?

Tian Youming was also stunned, suspecting that he had heard it wrong: "What? She! Master! ”

Xu Chengzui quickly reacted at once, Su Wanqing can't be his father's master.

"Anyway, many of my father's dishes were taught by her, and today she is willing to give them to you, that is your convincing, hurry up and learn!"

Sure enough, people who read too many books still have fast reactions.

Su Wanqing was a little modest: "It's just some home-cooked food, let's fry the sugar color first and then cook." ”

Anyway, it's better to say it, no matter how much you say, others won't believe it, and when you make it, you will naturally be convinced!

It was still Li who rationally pulled the radical her.

"There are no guests outside, who are you cooking for? Business is not good, but don't waste ingredients. ”

It seemed to make sense, Su Wanqing asked Tian Youming, "How much meat and vegetables did you prepare today?" ”

"Yesterday there was a table of guests, there were few dishes ordered, no new dishes were prepared today, and there was a large piece of pork belly, three pig's trotters, a piece of bacon, a few Chinese cabbage, and radish."

"If you want to boil sugar, you can make braised hooves, and the big knife is white, right! Bacon can also be used as bacon claypot rice, but I actually forgot about claypot rice. ”

When I used to go to school, there was a family at the school gate that made claypot rice, and she always loved to eat it, and later she got acquainted with the boss.

She went home and asked her father to learn how to make it, but the taste was always different.

She relied on her perseverance and asked the boss how to make claypot rice.

Although they must still have a hand, it is enough.

"What kind of rice is claypot rice?"

Tian Youming looked at her confident appearance, but believed that she could cook.

Xu Cheng and Li also looked at her with a look of inquiry.

Su Wanqing raised her hand and touched her chin, how do you say this?

"Anyway, you'll know when I make it, take a casserole, I'll fry the sugar first."

Tian Youming hurriedly followed and stood by the stove, watching how Su Wanqing fried the sugar color to be thick and bright.

Then she was directly accepted by her and became a fan brother, and she directly changed her name to Master Su.

When he was cooking claypot rice, he didn't dare to blink his eyes, for fear that he would miss the most critical place.

Su Wanqing didn't hide it privately, and her hands kept moving her mouth.

"Claypot rice must be made in a casserole, and the bottom of the charred pot is the most essential part, anyway, it is my favorite pot."

"And then there's the sauce, if this sauce isn't well matched, this pot of rice will be considered a waste."