King of Chefs

The stewed chicken was brought to the table by Yan Lang himself. The driver's daughter patted her chest to ensure that it was made by Yan Lang himself, and then impatiently picked up a piece of golden chicken with chopsticks and put it in her mouth.

"Hmm!" The girl's eyes widened instantly, she looked at Yan Lang with a surprised expression, she chewed quickly, puffed her cheeks like a hamster, showing a satisfied expression.She seemed to want to say something, but she was reluctant to part with the piece of meat in her mouth, so she chewed and swallowed the meat under all the expectant eyes, and then gave Yan Lang a thumbs up, "Wow! It's so delicious God, you are the best!! Super super delicious!! The best yellow braised chicken I have ever eaten!!! Just for this taste!!! Today is the right time to come!!!”

"Really?" the girl's mother asked in surprise, knowing that it was impolite, she simply stretched out her chopsticks and put a piece in her mouth.

After the first bite, the sweetness and spiciness hit the taste buds directly, followed by the burnt flavor of the chicken exploded on the tip of the tongue, as well as the faint scent of mountain delicacies from the shiitake mushrooms and dried bamboo shoots, it was unexpectedly delicious!

Before the girl's mother could speak, just looking at her expression, everyone couldn't help stretching out their chopsticks.

"Oh! Delicious!"

"It's a bit sweet, but it's also delicious!"

"Wow! The fried chicken is delicious!"

"Delicious! I have eaten so many braised chicken, this taste is really good!"

Praises rang out one after another. Yan Lang, who had a taste of the pot, listened with a smile on his face, while reminiscing about the taste in his mouth. He hadn't eaten lunch yet, so he was so full of gluttons that he was praised.

Grace, um, grace!

Seeing that everyone was praising the delicious food, Chu Yan felt relieved.A smile blossomed on her face, as if she was praising herself, and when she brought the cold dishes and stir-fried vegetables ordered by the guests to the table, she said: "Our Lang Lang has been a good boy since he was a child, and he looks good. , good character, and smart, not his family members praise his family members, but to be honest, he deserves the word 'male god'."

Yan Lang smiled helplessly and indulgently, feeling a little embarrassed to be praised by his aunt.

Chu Yan wanted to make lunch for Yan Lang, but Yan Lang said he would do it himself.

When he was practicing knife skills and techniques, he was rewarded for every level up. When the knife skills were promoted from beginner to intermediate level, he was given the "Encyclopedia of Food Textures", which described in detail how to cut meat and how to cut vegetables. How to cut delicious.

When the knife skill was promoted to an advanced level, he opened the [Carving] branch, which contained teaching videos.But Yan Lang was not interested, and was busy filming, so he never studied it.

The "Encyclopedia of Carnivorous Animals" is rewarded for upgrading from primary to intermediate level, just like "Encyclopedia of Food Textures". How to deal with the fishy smell to cover it up is the basic thing.

As a Chinese cook, he has reached 81% of the elementary level, and he is very close to upgrading, and now he does not need to rush to the show to film endlessly, and he has enough time to cook. rewards.

In the kitchen where the business is done, the dishes and the meat are all ready. Yan Lang picked a piece of tenderloin and moved his knife along the texture of the meat. The beautiful shreds of tenderloin were quickly piled up on the cutting board.

First marinate the shredded pork with seasonings, then take the scallions and quickly cut them into shreds.

The ingredients for a dish are ready.

Chu Yan saw that she couldn't get her hands in at all, so she didn't worry at all, and while watching Yan Lang working, she said, "You want to make shredded pork with Beijing sauce? The sweet sauce we sell here is different from the one in Beijing, so it's not good to make it. One taste."

"No, I make sweet and sour pork. I remember that Ranzi likes to eat sweet and sour pork. Now it's too late to make sweet and sour pork."

When Chu Yan heard this, a smile appeared on her face. Recalling the memories of her early years, she said with emotion: "You still remember, at that time his father liked to make sweet and sour pork ribs the most. Ranzi had to eat this dish every day, no I just rolled and cried, and I became a little fat man after eating. I was so worried. Fortunately, I lost weight in high school, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to find a daughter-in-law.”

Yan Lang was afraid that mentioning his uncle would make his aunt sad, so he asked again, "Does Ranzi have a girlfriend?"

"I'm surfing the Internet at home all day, how can I have a girlfriend. By the way, Lang Lang, what about you? You're in your thirties, don't you have a girlfriend yet? I know you guys won't get married too early when you're a celebrity, but talk about a girlfriend, How nice it is to be by my side and take care of you both coldly and hotly."

"Yes, I almost got engaged." Yan Lang lowered his head and cut the tomato, and said casually, "The money I asked Ranzi to withdraw today is the money returned by returning the engagement ring."

"What!?" Chu Yan opened her eyes wide, grabbed Yan Lang's arm, raised her head, her eyes were full of shock, "What do you mean? Tell aunt carefully."

Yan Lang thought that this failed relationship would be the most painful part of his body, and it would be difficult to talk about it in his life, but after he said it inadvertently, it seemed that the pain was not as painful as he imagined.So, he said with a smile: "I have a girlfriend who has been with me for more than two years. Before the accident, I proposed to her and she agreed, but after the accident, I met her three times. The last time I saw her was at 20 Days ago, I told her I had ordered the ring and she just disappeared."

"Who is this!" Chu Yan was furious, with her hips on her hips and her eyes wide open, as if she would rush forward and slap someone in front of her.

Yan Lang shook his head: "I still believe in the way I look at people. There must be a reason why Zihua didn't show up. In fact, that's fine. I went back to my hometown to develop, and she might not be able to come back with me. Even if she came back, she would not You must be used to the life here, the apple of your eye who grew up on the knees of your parents has never even entered the kitchen door, why bother to live a hard life with me in this place."

What Chu Yan wanted to say probably felt inappropriate, so she could only sigh in the end: "Okay, the past is the past, I believe that the future will be even better."

Yan Lang smiled and said nothing.

Simple two dishes and one soup were served on the table, sweet and sour pork tenderloin, stir-fried pork belly and sauerkraut vermicelli soup are all dishes that Yan Lang can cook, and his proficiency is almost at the intermediate level, and each dish adds 1% to his quantity At this time, the experience bar of Chinese cooks has risen to 84%.

Yan Lang saw that he had added [-]% of the experience bar for just one meal, and he had to sigh with emotion. He used to be a star, and he was busy going in and out, and his manager didn't want him to touch the oily smoke, saying it would hurt his skin. So after getting the [Master Chef System], he practiced knife skills only because he wanted to film a movie, and all other levels were the lowest.

After the dishes were placed on the table, Yan Lang washed his hands and face before leaving the kitchen.The driver brother ate most of the dishes on the table. The eight catties of braised chicken and a large pot of side dishes left only a layer of condiments at the bottom of the pot.The small dishes that only moved a few chopsticks around were extremely embarrassing.

Before Yan Lang could speak, the driver burped and said, "I'm convinced, really, you're good at filming and cooking, and today's stewed chicken is really the best I've ever eaten. A good meal."

"It's said that the taxi master is a 'big mouth'. If I can praise him, I'm really relieved." Yan Lang replied politely.

The driver brother gave a thumbs up: "It's not worth it, it's absolutely great!"

Eight catties of chicken is not enough for these people to eat, and the women who eat well are not enough to eat, so they can barely eat with some rice and side dishes.The other brother, the driver, served a bowl of rice and scooped up the little oil left over from the braised chicken with the bibimbap, which was delicious.

Seeing that Ranzi hadn't come back yet, Yanlang asked his aunt and brought the stir-fried pork belly to their table.The thinly sliced ​​pork belly was scalded with hot oil into rolls, and the green peppers were green and shiny after a layer of oil. Because of the sauce, it was a bit spicy, but it suited the taste of the locals just right.

A plate of food was swept away in the blink of an eye, and even the driver, who was already full, added half a bowl of rice.In the end, he endured the food stuffed into his throat, stood up, and stared at the dishes on Yan Lang's table with bright eyes.

Yan Lang didn't intend to be polite anymore, he was really hungry, he filled a bowl full of rice for himself and his aunt, and when he was halfway through eating the two dishes on the table, Ran Zi came back.

Ranzi showed no expression, and shouted hungry as soon as he entered the room.

Yan Guangxi was smiling all over his face.If you hold on to a piece of rural land that cannot be converted into money, how can you have a deposit in your bank card?If you have no ambition, even if you eat interest, you will not starve to death.

Ranzi took a piece of sweet and sour pork tenderloin with a rice bowl that was as high as a hill. As soon as the tenderloin entered his mouth, his eyes lit up: "Mom! Did you make it? It's delicious, don't want it!"

Chu Yan smiled and said, "You don't know my craftsmanship yet, it was done by your brother."

"Wow! Brother! You are awesome! This sweet and sour dish, you are the first one who can compare with my dad's craftsmanship!"

Yan Lang is already full. In order to maintain his figure and look good on camera, he only eats a bowl of rice for a meal, and rarely eats red meat with high energy such as pork and beef.Habits have become natural, and now even if you don't need to be hungry, you won't overeat.Hearing this, he said with a smile: "Uncle's sweet and sour pork ribs are a must. I have never eaten such a delicious taste until now."

"Heh!" Yan Guangxi, who had listened to him all the time, said with a half-smile, "Sister-in-law, where is my daughter-in-law?"

"Go to bed with the baby."

Yan Guangxi didn't answer, turned around and left.

The guests who moved the wicker chairs to enjoy the shade in the yard finally digested part of the food that was filling their stomachs. Seeing that Yan Lang had finished eating, they chatted enthusiastically again.

Yan Lang was a bit tired, but he still chatted with them for a while, and they didn't leave until 01:30.

After sending the guests away, Ran Zi consciously cleaned up, Yan Lang informed, and went to the back building.

I've been busy since I got home, and I just started packing my luggage.He came back this time determined to do something, so he brought a lot of luggage, and he was still on the way. The things he brought with him were often used, and it was very simple to organize.

After hanging the clothes neatly in the closet, he took a shower, changed into comfortable home clothes, and lay on the bed.

The house that has only been lived in three times after construction is still unable to withstand the erosion of time. A layer of cobwebs has formed in the corners, and some places have leaks and dust.

This place is incomparable with the environment where he lived in the capital, but I don't know why he went home, or he was too tired. He slept very deeply at noon, and it was already 04:30 in the afternoon when he opened his eyes.

The phone on the bedside table was on, and even though it didn't ring, it still vibrated to remind the owner of his existence.

Yan Lang blinked his eyes to wake himself up, and took the phone over, it was Kai'an's call.

Only then did I remember that I seemed to have said in the morning that I would call Kaian at noon and tell him the real reason why I would come back to develop.