I’m Not a Scumbag

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Seeing Sister Hua drinking drunken beancurd with an intoxicated face, Lin Fang couldn't help but smile.

Women are women, no matter what age, they are so obsessed with sweets.

I'm different, I just love meat!

Lin Fang took the biscuits out of the oven and put them in the dustpan, and soon, the dustpan hugged by one person was full of biscuits.

The oven of "Zhihualou" is specially made, and one oven can bake about fifty biscuits, which is just enough to fill a dustpan.

After the biscuits were installed, Lin Fang put the dustpan on the long table and started the next round of making.

There is a lot of face work, and it is obviously not enough to make only one stove, and it is also a waste of fire.

In addition to being used to bake biscuits, this oven also has special pendants that can be stuffed into it. It is also excellent for baking steamed buns and naan meat.

Although Lin Fang has never learned the Xinjiang method, the principle is the same. As long as the seasoning is done well, even if the Xinjiang flavor cannot be made, Sichuan-flavored naan pork is not unacceptable.

However, Lin Fang didn't plan to make these again today. It will take a long time to come to Japan, and there is time to slowly make all kinds of delicious food.

"Gu! Ha... It's so good, it's so good!" Sister Hua drank the last sip of drunken beancurd, and let out a long sigh, only to feel that her life was unprecedentedly complete.

There is delicious food to enjoy early in the morning, and it is still such a delicious dessert, what more can I ask for!

"Hsssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss

It's not the kind of burnt taste, but the kind of burnt and crispy, which has the same special taste as fried food, but is extremely appetizing.

Sister Hua smelled the aroma, and soon found the sesame seeds on the long table.

A whole dustpan of biscuits, stacked vertically in the dustpan, are neatly arranged, which is extremely attractive.

"Is this biscuits?"

"Yes, Beipai biscuits, a northern method that I learned a lot from Master."

"Strange, why haven't I seen this practice?"

Sister Hua took a piece of sesame cake, and she found that it was different from the sesame cake she often eats. The size was almost bigger than the palm of an adult man, but the thickness was far less, and it looked like a piece of ocean. About the thickness.

The front of the biscuits was browned and sprinkled with white sesame seeds.

The browned part is slightly raised, full of cracks and cracks that the food has been baked to the extreme.

Through the cracked part, you can see that there is crystal oil flowing inside the sesame cake, that is lard!

The aroma of sesame, scallion, wheat, meat, coke, several aromas are gathered on a small piece of biscuits, making this ordinary pasta that can be seen everywhere on the street no longer ordinary.

Sister Hua never knew that someone could have this kind of magic power, and actually unify the fragrances harmoniously regardless of each other.

Gum!

Sister Hua's saliva couldn't stop secreting, she couldn't help it and took a bite.

First bite, crispy!

The cracked surface of the biscuits was really crispy to the extreme. With just a touch, countless sesame skins burst in her mouth. These crispy fragments melted on their own when they got a little drool, turning into fragrant juice in her mouth. Her mouth was flowing, which stimulated her saliva to secrete uncontrollably.

Second mouth, tough!

It is completely different from the soft texture inside the fried noodle biscuits. The inside of the dead noodle biscuits has its own tenacity. This is because the inside of the biscuits is stacked one after another. I don’t know how many layers are stacked.

This pliable taste is precisely the charm of the North-style dead noodles biscuits.

The third bite, incense!

After eating sesame seeds, I can’t help but take more and more mouthfuls. The third bite is almost the limit that a person’s mouth can hold. The mouthful of sesame seeds, green onions, minced meat, and the extra lard for the finishing touch are all in the mouth. At this moment, the aroma of the food is brought to the extreme.

"Goo!"

Sister Hua swallowed the sesame cake in her mouth fiercely, and couldn't help sighing comfortably, "Sir, how can every kind of food you cook be so delicious? It's just an ordinary piece. Shaobing, I feel like I'm about to cry!"

"Eat more if it's delicious." Lin Fang smiled lightly, and took out the second pot of biscuits, "Don't patronize yourself to eat, and invite others to come in and eat a little. Look at you blocking here, no one else will Dare to come in!"

"It's not that I didn't let them in!" Sister Hua couldn't help but give Lin Fang a blank look, "Aren't they very courageous yesterday, even if I'm here, they want you to fight for me!"

Sister Hua said so, but she still waved at the door, and let the maids and girls come in quickly.

Today's situation is different from yesterday. Today, Lin Fang and the special chefs of the "Huaiyang Kitchen Gang" are all seeking a living in the hook bar. They may be inferior in other skills, but their ability to observe words and expressions is indeed first-class. of.

It won't be so scornful and disgusting, and his brains rushed into the kitchen like yesterday.

At this moment, after being greeted by Sister Hua, a group of little girls cheered and all squeezed in.

"Lin Ye, what are you eating today?"

"Yeah! Shaobing, or sesame seeds, that's great!"

"Isn't the biscuits without filling? Why do I smell meat?"

"Can Master Lin be the same as others? The biscuits made by Master Lin must have meat!"

"Huh? There are also bean curds, there are actually two kinds of sweet and salty! How to choose?"

"Of course bean curd has to be salty, what's so good about sweet?"

"Of course the sweet ones are the right ones, and the salty ones are weird, right?"

"Oh, what should I do, I want to eat salty, but I also want to try sweet!"

Sister Hua was very obedient when she saw the little girls rushing in. They didn't rush to Lin Fang in a chaotic manner, but consciously entered the door and changed from chaos to order, lined up neatly.

They never knew what to eat, and it only took a few seconds to discover that there were biscuits and beancurd for breakfast.

You must have a piece of biscuits, but how to choose bean curd, which makes people difficult.

Some people are more determined, and it is easy to choose according to their own taste.

But some people either have a phobia of choice, or think that Lin Fang's recipes must be delicious whether it is sweet or salty, so they want to try it, but they are hesitant.

"Since I don't know how to choose, let's have the same bowl!" Sister Hua waved her hand vigorously, and placed the same bowl on the other side's tray, "Slow down! Be careful not to fall!"

"Thank you, Sister Hua! Thank you, Lord Lin!"

Lin Fang nodded with a smile. After he put the third oven of sesame seeds into the oven, he stood by the long table and seasoned the salted bean curd.

It's not impossible to put it on the long table directly, but the cold salted beancurd tastes almost worse than the one that has just been prepared.

Especially the garlic juice that seems to be the finishing touch, the one just poured on is much more delicious than the one that has been left for a while.

In order to make the food more delicious, Lin Fang is not afraid of trouble.

The result is that these little girls are cheap. They go out with trays and don't want to go back to the room, so they randomly find a corner in the back kitchen courtyard to squat in twos and threes, and then eat when they're full.

Fortunately, it is still early. Except for these greedy little girls, most of the people in "Zhihualou" have not woken up yet, and the back kitchen courtyard is not as crowded as yesterday.

When Sister Hua saw these little girls looking for a place to squat in the small courtyard, she opened her mouth, but didn't say anything unpleasant.

She is so accustomed to eating good food, she is so unbearable in front of the delicious food made by Lin Fang, and it is difficult for a group of little girls who can barely eat their stomachs and have not eaten much good food to restrain themselves. .

"Ah! Oh my God, this sesame pancake is too delicious. Take a small bite, and then drink a mouthful of salty bean curd, I'm so happy!"

"The sweet bean curd made by Mr. Lin is really super delicious! The bean curd is extremely tender and the sweetness is just right, especially the orange petals added in, it is the finishing touch, a little acidity makes the sweetness even sweeter, and it is completely unstoppable. Come down!"

"I can't describe it, I know it's delicious!"

"It is the happiest thing in my life to be able to eat the biscuits and bean curd made by Master Lin!"

The little girls in the yard sighed while eating, and their mouths were full of praise for Lin Fang.

Seeing this scene, Sister Hua couldn't help but raised her head, her chin raised high.

You little girls, don't even look at who invited the little gentleman in!

If it wasn't for me, would you be so lucky?

Just when the whole courtyard was peaceful and everyone was eating happily, someone couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice.

"Cuckoo, okay, why are you crying?"

It's okay if other people don't ask, this question, the little girl named Du Juan couldn't help crying even more sad.

"I miss my mother! I'm eating such delicious food here, but my mother can't even get enough to eat. I'm so unfilial!"

Sister Hua frowned slightly, and was about to walk over to see what happened, but Lin Fang walked faster and walked past her, heading straight for the little girl named Du Juan.

She was a little flustered, and quickly followed.

As soon as I approached, Sister Hua ran a few steps and reprimanded: "Why are you crying? Shut me up! Although there are some hardships in our 'Zhihualou', at least I have not abused you. When you came here , they all wrote deeds, and I paid high prices for them! Besides, have I treated you badly over the years? How can I give you monthly money for food, clothing, and expenses?

"Sister Hua, I'm sorry..." Du Juan quickly wiped her face, trying to restrain her tears, "I know that Sister Hua is very kind to me, but I just couldn't hold back, I haven't seen my mother for a long time, I miss her a little... "

"Little gentleman..." Sister Hua turned to Lin Fang, "Don't blame this child, I know this child, and he is also a hard worker. There is no way for her mother to sell a father who is willing to gamble. If you sell it to me, it won't make her suffer from flesh and blood."

"Sister Hua, I don't blame her." Lin Fang said: "I have limited ability and can't control too many people, but since I am under my nose, I can help one or the other. I just want to ask, like her, the family How many difficulties are there, and are you willing to help the cook?"

"Sir, is this bad?" Sister Hua looked around, the eyes of these little girls were about to shine, and she couldn't help but sigh, "Wait, you will have a 'cooking decision' with Du Changhai. , At this moment, how can we regenerate right and wrong?"

Lin Fang's words really gave the girls around him great hope.

Being born in such an era, it is the greatest luck to be able to survive. If you can live a little better, it is simply happiness.

Being able to take shelter under the wings of a capable big man like Lin Fang is not much different from the bad luck.

But what Sister Hua said was the truth. The situation that Lin Fang was facing was already so difficult. They couldn't help much, and not being a drag would be the greatest help.

"Lin Ye, don't worry about me, I just cry, just cry!" Du Juan forced a smile, "Lin Ye, you better prepare for the noon cooking showdown!"

"There's nothing to prepare for." Lin Fang smiled and shook his head, "In my eyes, Du Changhai is just a chicken and a dog."

"Little gentleman!" Sister Hua couldn't help but groaned, "I know that you are a talented person, but you need to use all your strength to fight a rabbit, so Du Changhai is a super chef no matter how weak his ability is. , we are going to someone else's site, using the ingredients prepared by others, and someone else will judge the outcome. It's always better to do more preparation, right?"

"Sister Hua taught me!" Lin Fang put away the casual look on his face and said solemnly: "Then I will prepare well, and here, I will leave it to Sister Hua! But I still say that, if I want to help the cook, I'm always welcome ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ if anyone can help, I can take it easy."

"Go! Go! Hurry up and make your preparations to go!" Sister Hua was a little embarrassed at first, but when she heard Lin Fang's last sentence, she hurriedly rushed out.

The emotions of these little girls finally calmed down. If they were instigated by Lin Fang again, it would be incredible.

Who doesn't have a few fuel bottles at home, or a few poor relatives?

If these people are really recruited to fill the vacancies of the cooks, they will offend the "Huaiyang Cooking Gang" to death.

Lin Fang didn't know how powerful it was, but Sister Hua knew the trick.

She could only blow Lin Fang away and pretend that nothing happened.

...

In a flash, the time was approaching noon.

Lin Fang, accompanied by Sister Hua and Sanzhu, took a rickshaw to Wanli Restaurant.

When the rickshaw arrived in front of the restaurant, Sanzhu was the first to get off, ran to Lin Fang, and helped him get out of the car.

"Lin Ye, thanks to you!" Sanzhu's face was full of happiness, but he didn't expect that Lin Fang would actually order him to follow, "I'm also considered a person who has ridden a rickshaw before!"

Lin Fang was a little amused. Taking a rickshaw ride could range from a few copper dollars to a few cents of silver dollars, but as long as the distance was not too far, he could still ride with the income of three bets.

It's just that he's used to being thrifty, and wasting a copper dollar can make him feel bad for a long time, and letting him pay for a luxury ride in a rickshaw is even more sad than killing him.

The three-note saving is a bit like the previous Lin Fang.

Just thinking about it, Lin Fang had the illusion that it was like a dream.

It wasn't long before he knew it, but he had the illusion that he had been through several lifetimes.

I don't know when I will be able to return to the real earth. If there is a chance, even if I go back and be an otaku, even if I can't remember everything I have experienced, it is good to think about it.