"Liu Yifeng, why are you here so late?"

"Ladies and gentlemen, I still have more than 200 people over there."

The steward of the Maritime Safety Bureau immediately said: "From today onwards, you will leave it alone and leave it to us to serve Lord Song, and the crew and people." ”

Although Liu Yifeng thanked him, he despised this steward in his heart.

As early as the day before yesterday, he euphemistically expressed to the steward that he was busy with the camp again, and he had to come over to take charge of Lord Song's food, and he was really too busy. As a result, this slippery head didn't understand it at all, so it was perfunctory.

He was deliberately late today, in order to expose the fact that he was too busy to run at both ends.

"After Lord Song ate the fish soup yesterday, is everything normal?"

"It's a little hard to digest, but Lord Song has improved a lot, and he can already do five poultry plays."

The so-called Five Birds Opera is an action invented by Hua Tuo in the late Han Dynasty, which imitates the movements of five kinds of birds, integrating aerobic and stretching.

Liu Yifeng doesn't care about the five poultry plays, he only cares about whether Song Yingxing has diarrhea after eating the fish soup. Since it was only a little indigestible, it meant that his stomach and intestines were already able to digest protein normally.

"Well, then you can basically eat and drink normally today."

Hearing that they could eat and drink normally, Yang Changbai and the three people in charge all smiled sincerely, and a stone in their hearts finally landed. Especially the steward, he has been the emperor of the soil for several years, and he is not used to having so many people with higher official positions than him living here every day.

Yes, in addition to Song Yingxing's accident, Yang Changbai and Sun Xin, and even 5 of the 20 brocade guards who escorted Song Yingxing were older than him.

"So what will the teacher eat today?"

"Let's eat and drink normally." Liu Yifeng glanced at the steward, and remembered that the steward hinted that he had given Song Yingxing some "fierce medicine" yesterday morning, so that he could hurry up.

The steward noticed that Liu Yifeng glanced at him, but he looked very concerned about Song Yingxing: "Lord Song has just recovered, eating and drinking normally, is it okay?" Why don't you eat fish soup and rice first, and don't rush it. ”

I'm Nima, you can really pretend......

Liu Yifeng resisted the urge to roll his eyes and said, "Lord Song was able to eat fish and meat yesterday, which means that his body has recovered. I think Master Song's body bones are actually quite tough, but his immunity is reduced due to seasickness. ”

"And our body is very strong, Lord Song has accumulated enough calories from eating liquid food these days to make up for the deficit of the previous days, and being able to do five poultry plays is proof."

"That's good."

The steward glanced at Liu Yifeng with a smile, Liu Yifeng nodded at him slightly, and he smiled even happier.

Yesterday, he hinted that Liu Yifeng would improve Song Yingxing's state, and try his best to persuade Yang Changbai and others that Song Yingxing was already able to make a treasure ship and left, as for whether Song Yingxing died or lived after that, it was none of his business.

Liu Yifeng's words made another stone in the hearts of Yang Changbai and the three of them also fall to the ground, and the smile that had disappeared from their faces for many days also emerged.

This steward will hint at Liu Yifeng like this, and Yang Changbai and the three of them will believe Liu Yifeng's words so much, which is also related to his performance these days.

When Imperial Physician Li left, he left only one apprentice to take care of Song Yingxing at the Maritime Safety Bureau, and took away the doctors in the city. This apprentice is a stuffy gourd, every time he reads Song Yingxing's state and makes sure that he is fine, he goes back to gnaw on the medical book, Yang Changbai and they asked and coldly replied "Lord Song is fine" and stopped talking.

Because he is the disciple and grandson of Imperial Physician Li, Yang Changbai and they are not easy to offend, so they can only endure it.

After Liu Yifeng came, he would subconsciously look at Song Yingxing's state and ask some details of urine and urine, how well he sleeped, and where he was in pain.

At first, no one cared, but later there was a migraine when Song Yingxing had a headache, and Liu Yifeng instructed the maid to help Song Yingxing start massaging from the tiger's mouth, all the way down the back of the neck to the temples to the top of the head.

The migraine that has plagued Song Yingxing for many years is actually so good, and suddenly everyone understands that this magical head of the people can not only cook, but also see a doctor!

And thinking back to what Liu Yifeng did before, looking at the basis of the doctor's treatment, Liu Yifeng seemed to have done everything except for the pulse cutting.

Coupled with the fact that Song Yingxing's migraine was alleviated, they all subconsciously believed in Liu Yifeng's medical skills.

In fact, modern people who do not have some minor problems, in the era of information explosion, more or less know some means of judging physical condition.

As for migraines, modern people are over 40 years old, and more than half of them have this problem. Liu Yifeng's mother has been plagued by migraines all year round, and when he was a child, he looked up how to massage on the Internet, and then helped his mother relieve the headache.

"Liu Yifeng, if we eat normally, can we eat too?"

Wu Sangui's words made the eyes of the rest of the people, including the steward, light up.

At first, none of them believed that a folk chef could make anything delicious, but Song Yingxing's food in the past few days made them change their opinion.

Especially yesterday's fish soup rice.

The 5 people present also got a bowl yesterday, and Yang Changbai and the 3 people in the capital did not eat less good things, and they still drank their share with lightning speed.

"Yes."

"Then make more, make 10 servings! Come along, steward, I'll go to the city to buy some wine, we're tired these days, let's relax. ”

Liu Yifeng's eyelids jumped wildly, and he wanted to beat this little kid. Are you relaxing, tired to death?

The steward smiled and arched his hand: "Then it is better to be respectful than to obey your fate." ”

Hey, it's a hard life......

Liu Yifeng could only smile bitterly.

Because he was going to have a banquet for 10 people, and the materials were from the Maritime Safety Bureau, he naturally wanted to cook all the big dishes.

The first dish is Northeast cuisine: stewed pork ribs with sauerkraut, the second dish is Shandong cuisine: stewed pork with pork, the third is modern Cantonese cuisine: steamed chicken with pepper, and the fourth dish is modern home-style cuisine, stuffed chicken thighs with green onions.

Of course, another reason why he chose these 4 dishes was that he wanted to eat them.

The preparation was helped by the chef invited by the Maritime Safety Bureau, and their attitude towards Liu Yifeng also went from looking down on him to questioning to being shocked to admiring in just a few days. Now after listening to what Liu Yifeng is going to do, he is even more faintly a little obedient.

Liu Yifeng is different from the pyramid people in other industries in this era, he has no view of the door at all, not only does not mind other people watching at all, but also answers other people's questions.

This is completely contrary to the atmosphere of this era, not to mention teaching a craft to outsiders, and passing on the son but not the daughter or the daughter-in-law but not the daughter. This is the fundamental reason why these people who make a living from cooking are conquered by Liu Yifeng's cooking skills, they don't care about the age difference at all, and they vaguely adhere to the discipleship ceremony.

For example, now, Liu Yifeng is making homemade cooking wine.

Rice wine and the same amount of water are poured into the pot, and after adding one-tenth of the amount of rice wine, highly distilled liquor, add spices such as green onions, ginger, star anise, peppercorns, etc., and start boiling.

After the alcohol has volatilized eight or ninety percent at high temperature, put gauze to filter the spices and pour it into the jar, and the cooking wine is ready.

The three chefs of the Maritime Bureau, the chefs of the two best restaurants in the ghost town, all looked at the jar of cooking wine stupidly, not understanding what it was. But soon, at the request of Liu Yifeng, they helped to process the ingredients and taste the final product, and the first thing they did when they got home was to record the production method of cooking wine.

The ribs of sauerkraut stewed pork ribs are all freshly killed pork ribs, cut into finger-long pieces according to Liu Yifeng's requirements, washed with water, and placed aside to start cutting sauerkraut.

The sauerkraut of this era was also made from Chinese cabbage, that is, Chinese cabbage, but it was not as big and so many layers as in later generations. According to Liu Yifeng's requirements, cut it into thin strips and wash off the excess salt water, and set it aside to drip off the excess water.

After the green smoke came out, Liu Yifeng threw a handful of peppercorns and star anise that had been soaked in water in advance into the pot. The water began to burst when it met the oil, but Liu Yifeng began to fry it regardless of it, and in an instant, a fragrance of spice oil came out, and all the chefs took a heavy sip.

Remove the spices, add the green onion and ginger slices, stir out the fragrance and then add the ribs. At high temperatures, the aroma produced by the Maillard reaction made Wu Sangui, who was watching from afar, swallow heavily.

After the surface of the ribs was cooked, Liu Yifeng poured the sauerkraut into a large iron pot and asked a bystander chef to stir-fry. The sauerkraut spilled a sour fragrance that made the mouth water secrete crazily, and this time there were more people who swallowed saliva, Liu Yifeng.

"Add water."

A bucket of clear water went down, just drowning the sauerkraut and pork ribs, Liu Yifeng stirred it a few times, covered the pot and began to simmer over low heat.

The dish was already complete, and he began to make the next dish: stewed pork.