return of the king

"What dish is easier to make and tastes better?"

"Yes……"

After thinking about it, Zhou Yingli felt that it was obviously insincere to make easy dishes, so he didn't let the chef tell the result of the previous question, and asked again: "You know the dishes that your second young lady likes, teach me how to make her like them." dishes."

"okay."

The chef responded, and then discussed with several other people which dishes he should teach Zhou to cook.

A few minutes later, they wrote out a list of seven or eight dishes, all of which Duan Li liked to eat.

"Second Young Master learn how to make these dishes first, and then we will decide what to do with the last dessert."

"it is good."

Zhou Yingli took the list and looked at the dishes written on it, nodding in satisfaction.

It was indeed Duan Li's favorite dish that was written on it.

Because Duan Li likes to eat, he has asked the maid about the names of these dishes. After the maid asked the cook, he told her the names, and he always remembered them.

"Second Young Master, do you plan to study now or take a break?" the chef asked caringly.

He introduced the names and uses of kitchen utensils in the kitchen, and some kitchen utensils also explained how to use them in detail, so it took an hour or two.

It was already past one noon, which was the time for office workers to take a lunch break. Considering that Zhou Yingli usually took a break at this time, he specifically asked him if he wanted to take a break.

Zhou Yingli didn't answer whether he wanted to rest, but asked, "Are you tired?"

The meaning of this is obvious, he doesn't want to rest, but if the cook wants to rest, he can not study for a while.After all, it was he who suddenly asked the cook to teach him how to cook, so he would consider the cook's situation. If they were tired and wanted to rest, he would not force them.

The cooks understood what he meant, and quickly said, "I'm not tired!"

"Since you are not tired, start now." Zhou Yingli made a decisive decision.

If he learns these few dishes as soon as possible, he can cook for Duan Li earlier and bring her back sooner.

Zhou Yingli thought that as long as he could cook a satisfying meal for Duan Li, he could bring her back, but he didn't know that Duan Li's request was not so simple.

"Okay." Several cooks agreed in unison.

They quickly prepared the materials to be used on the list.

Seeing that they were all busy, Zhou Yingli asked a question: "Should I learn the above dishes directly or learn other dishes first to practice the texture."

Practice your touch?

The cooks were stunned, they hadn't thought about practicing hand feeling at all, and they also forgot that Zhou Yingli was cooking for the first time, and maybe he didn't even know how to use a spatula to cook.

Several cooks looked at the chef in unison, as if asking him what he was going to do.

Seeing that Zhou Yingli had memorized what he said just now, the chef believed that he should be able to learn to cook easily, so he said: "I will teach the second young master how to stir-fry vegetables and practice the cooking posture. You prepare the ingredients, and the second young master You should learn how to cook with a spatula soon."

What he meant was to teach Zhou Yingli the simple ones first, and after Zhou Yingli learned it, he could immediately start learning Duan Li's favorite dishes.

After listening to the chef's order, the others continued their work.

The chef took out a handful of choy sum, washed the vegetables in twos and twos, and then washed the two freshly washed pots and put them on the stove.He poured water into one of the pots and lit the fire.

When the water in the pot boiled, he put half of the green vegetables into the boiling water, "The green vegetables should be fried first, so that they can be cooked evenly, and the original taste of the vegetables can be better maintained."

Putting the greens in the boiling water, he immediately lit the fire on the stove with the other pot.

"The pot should be dried on the fire. If you want to put ginger slices in, wait for the pot to dry and then put it in and stir fry for a few times to remove the water from the ginger slices, and then add oil, so that it will be more fragrant..." the chef said Explain while demonstrating.

He quickly made a stir-fried cabbage heart. Although it was just a simple stir-fried vegetable, the green color was green and the aroma was attractive. To achieve this level, he practiced hard for a month.

Seeing the dishes on the plate, Zhou Yingli wondered if he could really make such an effect.But he watched the cook do it just now, and he didn't think it was too difficult.

"Try the second young master?" The chef hinted that Zhou Ying should start.

"I'll try." Zhou Yingli put down the handkerchief covering his mouth and nose.

Zhou Yingli was expressionless, and the chef couldn't see whether he understood what to do.

Enduring the heat and smell of oily smoke spreading in the kitchen again, Zhou Yingli stared at the water in the pot.

Seeing that the water was boiling, he picked up the remaining half of the vegetables and poured them into the pot.

"Take it easy……"

It was too late for the chef to speak. Zhou Yingli had already quickly poured the vegetables into the pot. Because the speed was too fast, some vegetables fell out of the pot, and some hot water splashed out. Fortunately, no one else was scalded.

Zhou Yingli, who did something wrong, was still calm, and the one who was not calm became the chef who was watching.

The chef broke into a cold sweat and smiled, "It's okay, continue." The dishes poured out of the pot can be cleaned up later.

The other pot had been cleaned, Zhou Yingli glanced at the chef, and signaled him to turn on the ignition.

It's not that Zhou Yingli didn't want to do it himself, but the chef taught him very carefully, but forgot to teach him how to light the fire.

The pot was dry, Zhou Yingli spooned some minced garlic into the pot with a small spoon, flipped it twice, and then spooned the same amount of oil as the chef's at that time into the pot.

He scooped up the greens from the other pot and poured them into another pot.

"Wait a minute..."

The chef said the word "slow" again, but still slowly.

Zhou Yingli poured the vegetables with water into the pot from a high place, and the hot oil in the pot immediately splashed out.

Although the chef had pushed Zhou Yingli away and blocked most of the splashing hot oil, a few drops still splashed on Zhou Yingli.

"Second young master, are you okay?"

The other cooks wanted to come forward to help, but Zhou Yingli quickly turned on the sink and pointed at his burned hands.After being burned, he still had that expressionless, indifferent and terrifying face, as if he didn't feel any pain at all.

"..."

The cook who wanted to help ignored the cold-faced Zhou Lixi, and they surrounded the chef to check his injuries.

Fortunately, the oil used to stir-fry the vegetables was not good, and fortunately Zhou Lixi put in the same amount of oil as the chef, so the splashed oil only caused the chef to burn a dozen or so small spots on his hands and face.

Although the injuries were not serious, the chefs still mourned for the chef: they haven't been burned by oil for a long time, and the second young master let their chefs relive the feeling of a novice who just learned to cook.

Zhou Yingli looked at his hands, not understanding why the red dots had vesicles.

Forget it, he can bear this little pain.

Thinking about it, Zhou Yingli walked towards the chef, and the cooks around made a way for Zhou Yingli to walk in front of the chef.

"I'm sorry." Zhou Yingli apologized.

Apologize if you make a mistake, he doesn't think it's a shameful thing.

"It's okay, the second young master doesn't need to say these three words to me!" The chef bowed to Zhou Yingli in fear and nodded.

In the final analysis, it was because he didn't speak carefully enough that Zhou Yingli made repeated mistakes.

Zhou Yingli didn't waste any more time on this trivial matter, he asked: "Can we continue?"

"Yes, yes!" The chef replied without hesitation.

"It's my turn this time, you go to rest first." A cook said to the chef.

"No..." Although he knew that the other party was kind enough to help him, he didn't want to give up halfway.

"You go to rest and let him come."

The chef wanted to refuse, but Zhou Yingli agreed with what the man said.

"Alright then." The chef agreed.

He walked aside and winked at the man, implying that he should teach Zhou Yingli well.

The others quickly washed a large pile of vegetables, as if they knew that Zhou Yingli would definitely need them.

Zhou Yingli looked at the pile of vegetables and raised his eyebrows: But there was a small accident, did they really think he would keep failing?

Facts proved that the cooks were right. Zhou Yingli either turned the vegetables out of the pot or fried the vegetables. As a result, the pile of green vegetables was used up, and Zhou Yingli still did not fry a dish until the last step of adding seasonings.

He remembered that the amount of oil and seasonings the chef put in was correct, but there was no time for him to "show his strength".

He remembers the steps of stir-frying, the ingredients and the amount of ingredients, but he is not a chef. He does not know how hard to stir-fry the vegetables. The result of excessive force is to turn the vegetables out of the pot, and the result of small force is The stir fry was uneven and the vegetables underneath were burnt.

Later, the cook washed another basket of vegetables and let Zhou Yingli "spoil".

Repeating the previous steps again and again, Zhou Yingli was so busy that he had forgotten the smell of oily smoke that he hated the most, and this time there was also the smell of his frying.

He was so engrossed in stir-frying the vegetables that he didn't notice that Zhou Mingren and the housekeeper had been hiding outside the kitchen and looking at him from time to time.

A cook found out about this, and Zhou Mingren made a gesture to them, but they didn't dare to tell Zhou Yingli about it.

"Master, should the young master have been hit by something?" The butler said while covering his mouth and nose.

Even though several air extractors had been turned on in the kitchen, because Zhou Yingli had repeatedly burnt the vegetables, the smell still spread to the door before it could be sucked away.

Zhou Mingren showed a worried face, and said, "I'm also worried about what kind of blow he received. Tell me, why did he do this?"

He is doing his most hated thing in the place he hates the most, in the smell he hates the most, why is that?

Zhou Mingren and the butler looked at it for a long time but couldn't see what Zhou Yingli was up to.