It’s not easy to be an interstellar chef

The senior went back with regret, and soon another person came over.

This was a face that Su Chaoliu had no impression of. She was not sure whether this person was from the individual soldier department, so she asked politely: "Classmate, who are you?"

The visitor extended his hand to Su Chaoliu generously: "Hello, Qiao Zhiyan, a fourth-year student in the Department of Finance."

Department of Finance? She doesn't seem to have anything to do with the finance department, she thought to herself, but she still stood up and shook hands with Qiao Zhiyan: "Nice to meet you? What's the matter with me, senior?"

Qiao Zhiyan politely made a request: "Can I watch how you operate it?"

Su raised his eyebrows at Liu and said nothing for a moment.

Qiao Zhiyan immediately added: "I know this request is very presumptuous. If it is inconvenient..."

"It's nothing inconvenient," Su Chaoliu interrupted Qiao Zhiyan and gestured to Qiao Zhiyan to sit down, "Senior, please sit down."

Seeing that she agreed, Qiao Zhiyan breathed a sigh of relief and sat down by the stove to watch Su Chaoliu grilling meat.

Su Chaoliu held the steel clip in his hand and turned the rabbit meat over from time to time.

Qiao Zhiyan raised a question: "Does the school girl turn the rabbit meat to make both sides evenly heated? How often do you flip it?"

Sure enough, this was the reason why he wanted to watch the barbecue.

But Su Chaoliu himself was very happy to see Qicheng see him having such a thirst for knowledge, but this question... was not easy to answer.

"How often should you flip it...it depends on the temperature of the stove. Just make sure it doesn't burn."

Such a vague answer did not satisfy Qiao Zhiyan: "But how do you know when the school girl will be burnt?"

"It depends on your feel and experience. In fact, as long as it's not too scorched, it's fine."

Qiao Zhiyan pondered, and suddenly said to himself: "If there is an automatic flipping machine, wouldn't we have to worry about burning?"

Su Chao Liu glanced at him, then handed the clamp to Zhuge Ningning and asked her to stare at the barbecue. Then she searched on her optical brain and found an automatic rotary barbecue machine from the Blue Star era in the ancient books in the library.

To be honest, the Blue Star people would think of many ways to get a bite to eat.

She showed Qiao Zhiyan a video of the barbecue machine: "Is this what the senior wants?"

Qiao Zhiyan's eyes suddenly lit up, he stared at it for a while and then said: "Yes, this way it can be heated evenly without the need for manual turning."

Seeing how he was lost in his thoughts, Su Chaoliu asked, "What do you think, senior?"

"No!" Qiao Zhiyan replied immediately, looking a little wary, as if to prevent himself from being tricked, "I just want to try it myself."

Whether he just wanted to do it himself or wanted to use it to make a profit, Su Chaoliu didn't care.

"Senior, why don't you go talk to Chaoqi," Su Chaoliu said, "She knows more about cooking than me."

Su Chaoliu's cooking is just based on experience. How much oil to add, how much water to add, how much salt to sprinkle, all depends on the feel and mood. It can be said that he is a standard example of knowing what is happening but not knowing why.

But Su Chaoqi is different. Su Chaoqi is a model of combining theory and practice. Let Su Chaoqi answer this question, which is as specific as how many seconds it takes to turn the meat.

Qiao Zhiyan thought for a moment: "That's fine, then I'll contact junior Su Chaoqi when I get back."

Then he stood up and took his leave.

Zhuge Ningning didn't say a word, just immersed herself in eating. When she saw Qiao Zhiyan leaving, she asked doubtfully, "Does he want to..."

"Shh..." Su Chaoliu put his finger to his lips and signaled to Zhuge Ningning, "Don't worry about this kind of thing."

After finishing the barbecue and cleaning up the scene, they went to bed to recharge their batteries and prepare to continue the task of collecting the tail needles of red-bellied wasps tomorrow.

By the next morning, they were refreshed and ready to complete the task. This time, no one was behind their backs. They spent a whole day collecting all the tail needles, and then rested overnight at the port before returning to school. .

First, the task of the red-bellied bee was handed over to the publisher, and the two of them went their separate ways, each doing their own thing.

Su Chaoliu went to the studio rented by Su Chaoqi.

"You're back?" Su Chaoqi said calmly to her, throwing a bright red fruit over to her, "Try it, I bought it newly."

Su Chao Liu lowered his head and looked: "Tomatoes?"

Then she took a bite and frowned, "It's so sour!"

"It is indeed sour," Su Chaoqi nodded, "According to the component analysis, it is due to the increase in acidic substances, which should be the result of so many years of biological evolution in the interstellar world. If it is to be used for cooking, it must be seasoned."

"Just in time," Su Chaoliu took out the decomposed beef and uneaten rabbit meat, "Let's make tomato stewed beef brisket."

Su Chaoqi took a look and said, "Leave it alone. Have you brought the rice back?"

Rice was her main purpose this time, so of course she brought it back. Su Chaoliu handed the space button to Su Chaoqi.

Su Chaoqi took the space button to another room, then poured the rice on the floor of the room and spread it. There was a "sun lamp" above his head to simulate the operation of the sun. Most people use it for "sunbathing", but Su Chaoqi used it to dry the rice. son.

There is still a lot of rice that Su Chaoliu brought back, and she may have to take several batches to dry it all.

After drying, pour the rice into a custom-made threshing machine to get the rice they need.

Su Chaoliu was really excited and looking forward to having rice to eat soon.

Since Su Chaoliu said she wanted to eat beef brisket stewed with tomatoes, Su Chaoqi didn't mind satisfying her. He didn't plan to broadcast live. It was enough to make a small portion for two people.

First blanch the beef, cut the tomatoes into small pieces, and prepare the onions, ginger, garlic, and peppers.

After all the blood in the beef has been blanched, take it out, wash it with warm water and set it aside.

Turn on the fire and wait until the pot is hot, add oil, stir-fry the onions, ginger, garlic and pepper until fragrant, then add the beef and stir-fry until cooked.

After frying, you can add enough water to stew.

While waiting for the beef brisket to be stewed, Su Chaoliu told Su Chaoqi what happened on the satellite planet. Li Mingjie's incident was just a small episode, and neither Su Chaoliu nor Su Chaoqi took it to heart.

In their eyes, chefs are just a bunch of clowns.

"By the way, we also met a senior on the affiliated planet. Has he contacted you?"

Su Chaoqi nodded: "He said he would come to visit tomorrow."

"It's so urgent." Su Chaoliu sighed, "Have you talked to him?"

"We chatted online," Su Chaoqi said. "He is very interested in rabbit breeding and barbecue. It doesn't seem like he just wants to cook and eat it himself."

Su Chaoliu also felt the same way: "But it's impossible for him to sell it himself."

Su Chaoqi disagreed: "StarWorld's management regulations for chefs have too many loopholes that can be exploited. Strictly speaking, when I do live broadcasts, I am exploiting loopholes."

The Chefs Association does not allow non-chefs to sell food. The official explanation is that it requires formal management, but in fact it is just to maintain the status of chefs.

No matter what, a pop-up window popped up in Su Chaoqi's brain, reminding her that her live broadcast room had been reported and was temporarily closed. If she needed to open it, she would have to go through the appeal process.

Su Chaoliu and Su Chaoqi were stunned at the same time: "Why was it reported?"

"I'll take care of it," Su Chaoqi explained. "When it's almost time, put the tomatoes in and stew them, and wait for me to come over and season them."

Su Chaoqi walked to the table and started to deal with the report about his live broadcast room.

The reason for being reported was "profiting from food." The review was probably because they had not been informed by the superiors, and it was confirmed that Su Chaoliu's live broadcast room had received rewards and had indeed made food, so it was blocked.

It was unwise to argue with the reviewers at this time, so she dialed Morissa's communication number directly.

The contact was quickly connected, and Morissa got straight to the point and asked, "What's wrong?"

Su Chaoqi also liked Morisa's simple and neat style of doing things, so he directly said: "My live broadcast room has been blocked."

Morissa was slightly surprised: "How could it be...I'll handle it for you right now."

Then he hung up the communication.

Su Chaoqi spent this time thinking about who might have reported her live broadcast room.

In fact, in so many days, apart from making soybean stewed pig's trotters once, she has never cooked other meat-containing food. After all, a piece of tofu can make her flowers.

These vegetarian dishes are not considered food in the interstellar world.

Therefore, the other party must be talking about her soybean stewed pig's trotters.

Of course she made a profit, but the profit she gained was really insignificant compared to the unscrupulous chefs.

After waiting for a while, Morissa's reply came: "Chaoqi, there is a bit of trouble. It was reported by the Li family. Our company cooperates with the Li family and we value their opinions."

Sure enough, interests are already involved?

Su Chaoqi asked: "What is the origin of the Li family?"

"Mr. Li is the district chief of District B15. He has a grandson studying in the chef department of the First Military Academy."

My surname is Li, a chef from the First Military Academy...

Su Chaoqi looked at Su Chaoliu.

How could this not remind her of Li Mingjie, whom Su Chao and Liu Gang had offended?

Su Chaoliu received her gaze, raised his eyebrows, and asked her what was wrong with his expression.

Su Chaoqi shook his head and said it was okay.

"Is it troublesome?" Su Chaoqi asked, "What do you need me to do here?"

"It's indeed a bit troublesome," Morissa said, "You have to write me a document to prove that you have not profited from your cooking skills."

Su Chaoqi joked: "Aren't you afraid of offending the district chief?"

"It's not about offending," Morissa's tone was calm, but with a sense of control, "Even the district chief has to be reasonable, do you understand?"

Her emphasis on the word "reasonable" was to remind Su Chaoqi how to write this material.

Of course Su Chaoqi was not a fool, she understood Morissa's prompt.

Then Su Chaoqi hung up the communication, and Su Chaoliu came over: "What happened."

She was a little concerned about the look Su Chaoqi gave her.

Su Chaoqi said calmly: "The informant's surname is Li."

Su Chao Liu was stunned for a moment, then realized and gritted his teeth: "Li Mingjie is a villain."

Since she couldn't move on the attached planet, she decided to target Su Chaoqi? what.

Compared to Su Chaoliu's anger, Su Chaoqi was much calmer: "Okay, I'm not sure if it's him yet, don't be angry."

There are so many people with the surname Li. Although it is somewhat pointed, it cannot be said with certainty that he did it, but Lin Xiaochen can definitely find it out.