Siheyuan: Silly Zhu snatches my teacher Ran and cries for him

Chapter 93 The Chef He Yuzhu in the Factory
Chopped peppers, fish heads and dried chilies for spicy chicken.

All that's missing are these three.

Lin Anguo left Ma Shangguo's house and found a roadside stall for breakfast.

Then he carried the materials taken out of the storage ring and went back.

By the way, I also took out an oversized frying pan from the storage ring.

Cooking three tables at the same time requires a large frying pan.

Wait until the wedding banquet is all over.

At least around noon.

So Lin Anguo filled his stomach beforehand so as not to starve himself.

As for whether silly Zhu is hungry or not.

Then Lin Anguo couldn't control it anymore.

"Yo, you're really quick to go back and forth this time."

When Sha Zhu saw Lin Anguo came back, he still did not forget to sneer.

The Ma Shang country is not far from the vegetable market, and it takes half an hour to go back and forth.

But Lin Anguo went out at eight o'clock and didn't come back until nine o'clock.

"Have you ordered any dishes?"

Lin Anguo didn't bother to argue with Sha Zhu, so he directly asked about the menu Sha Zhu ordered.

Shazhu also didn't want to delay Ma Defu's wedding banquet.

In addition, I was eager to see Lin Anguo's craftsmanship.

"I'm thinking of making a total of ten dishes. If you remove three of yours, there are seven left."

"The remaining seven dishes are prepared according to our ingredients."

"You can make Sixi Braised Lion Head, Yipin Sauce Knuckle, Eight Treasure Rice, Fried Chinese Yam with Fungus, Roasted Sea Cucumber with Scallion, Stewed Chicken with Mushroom, and Roasted Lily with Celery."

There are stews, stir-fries, and steamed dishes.

Just no cold dishes.

But because of time constraints, this is fine.

Serving cucumbers or preserved eggs on a plate is not as good as frying a dish.

Besides, a piece of soy sauce elbow can be regarded as a cold dish.

Lin Anguo weighed it up and decided.

"Stir-fried yam with fungus collided with roast lily with celery."

"Switch to garlic greens, it must be a bit vegetarian."

Silly Zhu nodded.

"Then cook the chicken first?"

"Braised Chicken!"

Lin Anguo tied up his apron.

From the kitchen, three earthen jars of average size were dug out.

Ma Shangguo did a good job, and the tableware and kitchen equipment were all in place.

It was cleaned yesterday too.

Lin Anguo and Shazhu can use it.

And Lin Anguo also took care of the three hens yesterday.

Chicken soup is indispensable.

Even if Silly Zhu didn't say anything, Lin Anguo would still choose stewed chicken.

Moreover, Shazhu still made the recipe based on the ingredients Lin Anguo bought.

In order to prevent the fool from stealing.

When Lin Anguo was preparing, he asked Ran Qiuye to seal up the ingredients for the stewed chicken in advance.

All kinds of spices are in a small cloth bag.

Lin Anguo wanted to shorten the time of stewing the chicken and make it more flavorful.

First put the prepared chicken pieces into the wok and stir fry.

Add various seasonings.

And Sha Zhu was watching intently from the side.

But I can't see any way out.

It seems that it is not much different from the stewed chicken he made, if there is a difference.

That is, he stewed the whole chicken first, and then took the whole chicken out of the chicken soup and chopped it into pieces.

Drinking chicken soup is just one word.

fresh.

But Lin Anguo wanted to prepare the dishes quickly.

A most despicable course of action was chosen.

At this moment.

Sha Zhu began to feel that Lin Anguo was nothing more than that.

Depends on the condiments.

The deliciousness of the ingredients has not been activated to the extreme through cooking.

If only Lin Anguo knew what Sha Zhu was thinking.

And I don't feel that Shazhu wants to do a split.

But today is a wedding banquet.

Three tables of meals.

Just over two hours left.

Do you still go to Feili Bara to stew the old hen for a day and a night?
If only Lin Anguo had time.

Don't spend five days and five nights on the whole Buddha jumping over the wall.

Fresh off the silly tongue.

After the chicken is fried, it is directly divided into three parts and poured into the crock pot, and then put the spice bag together with the fermented hazel mushrooms and shiitake mushrooms and stew.

This dish takes up three coal stoves.

"Don't stand there, the lion's head should be stewed, the fish head and eight-treasure rice should be steamed, and you have to cut the other dishes after washing."

Lin Anguo saw that Shazhu was standing by and staring at him.

My heart became a little frizzy.

You can see the doorway just by looking at it this way.

Isn't it true that everyone can learn to cook?

No matter how talented you are in cooking, can you still see the spices in the spice bag through the gauze?
"Understood, do you need to remind me? Isn't it just ten dishes?"

The words say so.

Shazhu didn't dare to neglect anymore.

With the preparations in full swing in the kitchen.

Ma Shangguo also welcomed a group of guests.

Ma Shangguo and the relatives of the woman's family came first, and the leaders of the rolling mill probably came before the restaurant.

"Dad, is the chef you hired here?"

As soon as Ma Defu led the bride home, he asked this question again.

Originally, he had found Sha Zhu.

As a result, my father suddenly found someone.

This caused the family to keep arguing about the choice of a cook.

"It's here. Editor Lin also brought a vegetable cutter. Guess who it is."

Ma Shangguo was annoyed by Wang Yuxia and Ma Defu's mother and son for half a month, and now he finally has a way to prove his choice is right.

Definitely something to talk about.

"A little worker who cuts vegetables? I don't know a little worker who cuts vegetables. That editor Lin is not a real chef, so he must have found it from some corner."

Ma Defu was already a little dissatisfied.

So in front of the guests, that's it.

Ma Shangguo was not angry either.

Because of Ma Shangguo's composition.

Ma Defu has always had a lot of opinions on Ma Shangguo.

"He Yuzhu, do you know him?"

Ma Shangguo slowed down, looked at his unfilial son and said.

Madfo nodded.

Suddenly feel a little inexplicable.

He Yuzhu has a completely different relationship with his father.

"Dad, do you know Master He? I wanted to invite him to cook. He is the chef of our rolling mill!"

"No matter who is the leader inside or outside the factory, if he eats the dishes made by Master He, he will get a few thumbs up."

Mai Miao, the bride leaning beside Ma Defu, also nodded.

"Yes, Dad, you should let Defu decide to invite Master He."

Ma Shangguo smiled.

"The Master He you mentioned is the vegetable cutter brought by Editor Lin today."

"If you don't believe me, go to the back kitchen and have a look."

"I eat more salt than you eat rice, and still question your father's vision?"

Ma Defu listened to Ma Shangguo's words.

I just feel that Ma Shangguo is bragging.

Who among the employees of the Red Star Rolling Mill doesn't know Sha Zhu's temper?
The one who dared to smash the deputy director's head with a big frying spoon!
Especially confident in his cooking skills.

The other chefs in the canteen of the factory would not even dare to touch Shazhu's kitchen knife.

In the four nine cities.

Shazhu also claims to be a respected culinary expert.

How could it be possible to be a vegetable cutter under the hands of others.

So Ma Defu frowned, and began to run on his father Ma Shangguo again.

"Dad, how could Master He come to our house? There are so many relatives and friends here. Don't be ashamed."

"Besides, I have never eaten rice since I was a child. I have always eaten steamed buns and noodles. You have eaten more sand than I have eaten rice."

(End of this chapter)