On the Road to the God of Cookery

Chapter 22 Frog Fish Stew

"What? You don't even know about this, so it means that you haven't even prepared the ingredients. In this case, you can't check in tonight. After you prepare the ingredients tomorrow, come to the check-in craft trial If you pass the test, you will naturally be able to live here." Aunt Wenxu looked at the two of them and said coldly.

"Then that means we're going tonight"

"Live in the wild!" Aunt Wenxu said without saying a word.

"Don't be kidding, don't underestimate the coldness of April nights, and aside from this, the two of us are tired and hungry and are dying." Chuangzhen still wanted to play a game of emotional cards with Aunt Wenxu.

"Humph, there are no exceptions to the test of craftsmanship. Just give up. Besides, there are some leftover ingredients in the kitchen. You are out of luck today." Aunt Wenxu waved her hand and said.

"Then Aunt Wenxu, if you say this, it means that we can use the leftover ingredients in the kitchen? Hahahaha, we accept, where is the kitchen?" Ling Yang finally asked.

"What?!" Aunt Wenxu looked at Ling Yang's confident look, a gleam flashed in her eyes, and then she led the two of them into the kitchen.

"Listen, I hate bluffing brats the most. Do you know how many students' cooking I have tasted so far? Do you think the dishes you made in a hurry will pass?" Aunt Wenxu squinted her eyes The two said.

Ling Yang and Chuangzhen didn't care. They went directly to the kitchen to check the available ingredients, and then thought about what to make. The only ingredients left in the kitchen were a little bit of onions, eggs, and bread flour. There are some others, but the seasonings are quite complete.

"It's enough to have these, Mr. Mido Fumio, the superintendent of Jixing Liao, please wait a moment!!!" Chuangzhen almost decided what to do after reading the ingredients, I have to say his imagination Ling Yang's strength and creativity are far beyond comparison, but Ling Yang's basic skills are unparalleled and solid, so he also thought of what to do.

There are two cans of mackerel in the cabinet, each of them has a share, and the eggs and onions are equally divided, and then the two of them came to a cooking table and prepared to cook.

Ling Yang took out the canned mackerel. As soon as he took it out, he smelled a strong fishy smell, but he didn't care. After all, canned fish smelled like this, and he then took it from his backpack. The bullfrog that had been fried and dried a long time ago came out. This was a special dry food he prepared to prepare new dark dishes at any time, just like Soma's squid legs.

After taking out these two ingredients, he first put the mackerel meat in water, then quickly chopped the air-dried bullfrog into small pieces, then cut the onion along its meridians, and finally he put the chopped bullfrog in Stir-fry in the pan, and then the onions. At this time, he didn't put any seasoning.

When the stir-frying was almost done, he added the mackerel meat and continued to stir-fry. After the flavors of the three were almost mixed, he added the seasoning, and instantly the fishy smell and the bullfrog smell disappeared. Instead, there is a clear fragrance, and finally pour the gravy juice, thicken the gravy, and take it out of the pot.

It's not over yet, there can't be only vegetables but no soup, no, he cut the last little onion very finely, and put it into the somewhat milky white soup made from a whole bullfrog. , and finally waited for the flavor of the onion to fully blend into the soup before he put in the well-stirred eggs, and in an instant a bowl of milky white egg drop soup came out of the pot.

"finished!!"

"finished!!"

Chuangzhen and Ling Yang said at the same time, and then put their dishes in front of Aunt Wenxu. The dishes of both of them were a plate of food, a bowl of soup, and a bowl of white rice. It is different from soup.

Chuangzhen’s cuisine is mackerel hamburger meat, while Lingyang’s is frog fish stew made from bullfrog and mackerel. As for the soup, one bowl is clear soup and the other is milky white soup, but although the two dishes are different They are the same, but they all have one thing in common for Aunt Wenxu, that is, she can't help but taste them, especially Lingyang's dishes, the fresh fragrance and simple nose of Aunt Wenxu completely aroused her appetite .

"You... how did you do it? There should be no more than a gram of meat in the kitchen, why are you all able to make meat dishes?!" Aunt Wenxu looked at the two and asked in shock, because of this At that time, the dishes made by the two of them no longer looked like mackerel, and looked like meat dishes.

"Aunt Wenxu, this is not meat, but we made it out of canned mackerel in the kitchen. Okay, let's not talk about this, please taste it!!" Ling Yang looked at Aunt Wenxu and smiled Said.

"Not impossible, how can canned mackerel produce such a fragrant taste!!" Aunt Wenxu couldn't believe it directly. She still believed that Chuangzhen was mackerel, but she said that Lingyang exuded a fragrance. If the dish is mackerel, she absolutely does not believe it, but you can understand whether it is true or not as long as you have eaten it.

The first thing Aunt Wenxu tried was Lingyang's frog fish stew. When she picked up a piece of mackerel full of gravy and put it into her mouth, her eyes widened immediately. The aroma was more refreshing than it smelled. It exploded directly in her mouth, and the unique taste of mackerel rippled through her mouth layer by layer, making Aunt Wenxu's face show an expression of great enjoyment.

"This is actually made of canned mackerel. I can't believe it. The fishy smell of mackerel is gone, and there is only the fragrant and smooth taste of mackerel meat. Tell me, this is How did you do it?" Aunt Wen Xu looked at Ling Yang and asked eagerly.

"Hehehe, Aunt Wenxu, talk about it after drinking the soup." Ling Yang said with a trick.

"Gudu"

After listening to Ling Yang's words, Aunt Wenxu couldn't wait to take a sip of the milky white soup, and the silky taste like milk rushed straight to her forehead, as if she saw the quiet night sky in the countryside in the summer night The sight of the frogs croaking proudly around her gave Aunt Wenxu, who had tasted a lot of dishes, a new understanding.

"It's really delicious, but I can't tell what kind of soup is made of it. What is it?" Aunt Wenxu looked at Ling Yang and asked again.

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