Chapter 160 About Cooking
Immediately afterwards, Ding Suwei and Zuo Chen took several videos at the station, the underground passage, and the elevator. Before they knew it, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. Everyone seemed to have forgotten the time. After all, it seemed that they had eaten too much dog food. Even the sense of hunger became much duller. It was not until Ding Suwei heard the sound of her stomach growling that she remembered the fact that she didn't seem to have lunch today.

So the crowd packed up their equipment and walked towards the nearest five-star hotel. The decoration of the hotel is very elegant and unique. The colors are mainly simple white and gold, which is quite elegant in the European royal style, but The dishes they sell are authentic Chinese dishes, and just looking at the photos on the menu, one can tell that they must be worth a lot of money, but as for who pays for it, it is naturally Zuo Chen, who is expected by everyone.

Because of the large number of people, as soon as Fang sat down, half of the lobby of the hotel was taken up, while the other half was occupied by the little fans who followed Zuo Chen and Ding Suwei to take pictures of the two of them. .

"Hi sir, what do you need?" The waiter of this restaurant is very experienced, and she recognized Zuo Chen, the biggest benefactor among the crowd, at a glance, so she walked slowly to his side and asked with a smile on her face .

Without raising his head, Zuo Chen directly handed the menu he took from her to Ding Suwei, and said softly, "What do you want to eat?"

"Anything is fine?"

"of course."

Ding Suwei ordered a few dishes with a smile and passed the menu to the people around her. She turned around and looked up at the waitress standing there with a smile and said, "Can you let customers cook a dish here?"

"This, I'm afraid."

The waitress seemed a bit embarrassed, she hadn't finished speaking yet, Zuo Chen seemingly casually took out a black gold card, and immediately lit up her eyes, and when the subject changed, she hurriedly said: "Yes ma'am."

"Okay, take me to the kitchen." She got up and walked out of the dining table, and when she passed by Zuo Chen, she seemed to remember something and asked, "Is there anything you particularly want to eat?"

Shaking his head lightly, his eyes seemed to be filled with love for her, Zuo Chen said with a smile: "As long as it's made by you, I love to eat it."

"Don't forget our agreement." Ding Suwei said with a sly smile.

Nodding his head to express his affirmation, Zuo Chen sat there quietly watching her leaving back, and smiled knowingly, how could he not know what she was thinking, all he wanted was for her to be happy.

Bowing at 45 degrees and making a gesture of invitation, the two of them walked to the back kitchen not far away. Ding Suwei stood there dumbfounded and looked at everything in the kitchen. If the standard is number one, no one dares to call it number two.

But here, Ding Suwei felt a deep inferiority complex, not to mention that even though the work here is in full swing, there is still no food residue, even if there is an extra drop of water on the operating table that is clean enough to serve as a mirror.

"Ma'am, you can start now, our chefs will assist you." The waitress stood beside Ding Suwei and reminded warmly.

"No, no, no, I can do it myself."

"Then have you thought about what to cook?"

Ding Suwei pouted and looked around. There were all kinds of ingredients in the kitchen, and she was a little dazzled to choose. When her eyes swept across a piece of fat and thin pork, she immediately had a good idea, "Just make braised pork !"

After all, adhering to the traditional virtues of the Chinese nation, Ding Suwei reached out to take the pork, washed it in cold water, and cut it into small pieces, followed by a fierce operation. She enjoyed it, but everyone The star chef's eyebrows almost jumped to the top of his head.

Under the reminder of the waiter's sister struggling to wink, the god-level chefs desperately suppressed their "upright" anger, so their inner activities were as follows.

'Shouldn't the braised pork be blanched first? '

'Why put vinegar in braised pork? '

'Lie down!Do you think this is frying meat?Put so much oil! '

Finally, when Ding Suwei took out the kitchen knife to stir-fry the meat because of sticking to the pan, a fair-looking intern chef couldn't help asking the chef beside him, "Why does she use the kitchen knife to stir-fry?"

"Maybe a kitchen knife is more convenient!"

As soon as the words fell, accompanied by a loud bang, the intern chef who was still asking questions just now almost burst into tears. It was the pot he spent a whole day cleaning out!And the console!There is also a smoking machine!It's okay if everything turns black in an instant? !
Of course, it was the kitchen knife that made him almost faint, and it had become almost like a fire stick at this moment.

Ding Suwei grinned and got out from under the operating table, and put the little meat left after the explosion into a pure white plate. Compared with the meat that was about to be carbonized, she was unscathed because she hid just in time.

Turning around to look at the operating table that was about to be scrapped by her and the pot that seemed to have leaked, Ding Suwei scratched her head in embarrassment, and said shyly: "I'm really sorry, it seems that I almost ruined your kitchen. "

(End of this chapter)

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