The reborn male god is a foodie

Naturally, the kitchen in the crew should not be too demanding. Fortunately, the materials used for the lion head are not complicated.

Su Yu took some lean meat, and cut some fat meat. When the white fat meat was taken to the chopping board, Tang Shaoke coughed twice. Su Yu turned his head when he heard the sound, thinking it was a sign of a cold, he was in a hurry He went to pour a cup of hot water and handed it to him.

Tang Shaoke took the hot water, but his eyes inadvertently glanced at the fat on the chopping board, and frowned at Su Yu.

Only then did Su Yu realize it, and he couldn't help laughing, "If it's pure lean meat, it won't have that taste. I promise, I won't feel bored after eating it."

Putting up three fingers as if making an oath, watching Tang Shaoke sip the hot water, Su Yu went back to continue cooking.

Thirty-seven cents of fat and lean meat is not like chopping dumpling stuffing, but finely sliced. The process of cutting the meat alone takes about ten minutes, and the knife is not put down until it becomes finely minced meat.

Minced green onion and ginger with water, vegetable paste, egg liquid, white wine, refined salt and all seasonings were put in and stirred evenly.

The adjusted gorgon juice was directly spread on the palm of Su Yu's fingers, and Su Yu made four balls with just a slight movement of his fingers.

Seeing those hands moving non-stop, Tang Shaoke's beautiful eyebrows sank, and his sizing eyes kept falling on Su Yu.

Su Yu wore a white shirt, casually matched with a pair of slacks, his figure was just right, and he wore a simple set of clothes with a sense of refinement, but he looked younger.

Su Yu is 21?Tang Shaoke was a little uncertain, whether he was 21 or 22, he was six or seven years younger than him.

Six or seven years old, Tang Shaoke touched the newly grown stubble, and glanced through the reflection of the window to see if it would be better to shave off the beard.

Su Yu turned his head inadvertently and saw Tang Shaoke leaning on the door frame, his fingers brushing his chin, and he was so dazed that he had never seen it before.

The slightly flattened ball in his hand subconsciously threw it into the oil pan, making a stinging sound, and the splashed oil dripped on the back of his hand. Su Yu grinned before he realized it, shook his hand, and the colander Stir in the oil pan and roll the meatballs in the hot oil.

Tang Shaoke was also awakened by the sound. Su Yu's slightly trembling right hand was reflected in his raised eyes. He looked at him with disgust, turned around and left the door.

Su Yu pursed his mouth, and the skin of the meatballs was slightly yellow after frying, so he quickly fished them out.

Changed the bowl, put the chopped winter bamboo shoots on the bottom of the bowl, put the balls on it and steamed.

Tang Shaoke only said that he wanted to eat the lion's head, but Su Yu felt that because he was in a hurry, not only was the dish fried for a little longer, but now it was boiled on a high fire, so the taste itself would be lacking. If there is some minced meat left, why not wrap some small wontons directly, so that you can drink some hot soup when you are full.

So when Tang Shaoke came back, he saw Su Yu rolling up his sleeves and kneading noodles, with some flour on his face.

The fingers were retracted, as if they had never left, and they just watched Su Yu's movements quietly.

The wonton buns are small and delicate, with thin skin and thick filling. After rolling in hot water, there is no sign of half falling apart.

Su Yu nodded in satisfaction, fished it out, put it in a big bowl, and put the lid on it.

Then he looked at Tang Shaoke, rubbed the back of his hand on his face, and saw the male god's face darken, his eyes beckoning him to go over.

Su Yu was stunned for a while, and Tang Shaoke said dissatisfiedly, "Come here."

The voice was a little impatient, but Su Yu wasn't unhappy at all, and walked up to the male god without speaking, pursing his lips and glaring at Tang Shaoke with silly joy.

There was a silly expression on his delicate face, Tang Shaoke wanted to laugh a little, his tone was obviously unpleasant, why couldn't the little thing in front of him hear the feeling at all, it was just such a silly appearance, why did he feel quite good-looking?

The bottom of my heart was full of joy because of Su Yu's smile, but his face was still tense. He picked up Su Yu's right hand and looked at it in the sun. It was just when the oil pan was boiling hot, and the oil temperature was naturally high. It was extremely high, but after splashing two drops, two blisters had already appeared on the back of the white hand, which turned red.

"Aren't you a chef? You're not a novice anymore. You're so stupid to burn yourself." The words were fierce, but the movements of the hands were gentle.

I just went to find the ointment that the crew doctor took, squeezed some into the palm of my hand, and carefully rubbed it on the burnt area.

Su Yu's hand flinched unconsciously, Tang Shaoke raised his eyes, and asked uncertainly, "It hurts?"

Su Yu shook his head, just silly.

Tang Shaoke couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and handed over a box of ointment to Su Yu, "Remember to wipe it later."

"Okay." What Tang Shaoke said, Su Yu just responded with a smile, but he knew from his expression that he didn't listen to anything.

The time was almost up. Su Yu opened the lid of the pot, and the bowl was full of oil floating on the surface. He skimmed off all the oil with a spoon, and then came out with the bowl.

Both the lion's head and wontons were brought to the rest area, and the people around were a little bit greedy because of the scent, but seeing Tang Shaoke guarding the plate like a calf, he could only walk away regretfully.

Zhang Yi rushed over without hesitation, took the chopsticks and picked up the meatballs.

Before Su Yu could stop it, the chopsticks were already empty. Tang Shaoke grabbed the chopsticks and glared at Zhang Yi, "It's not for you, it's for me."

Zhang Yi looked at Su Yu aggrievedly, but Su Yu spread his hands. He said whatever the male god said, so he wouldn't refute.

"There are too many wontons, Director Zhang, let me have a bowl." Su Yu stood up, ready to fill another bowl.

"Sit down." Tang Shaoke said.

Zhang Yi grabbed the bench and was about to sit down, when Tang Shaoke gave him a contemptuous look, "I'm not talking about you."

"Eh?" Su Yu was extremely melancholy, when will the male god's style of cherishing words like gold be changed.

"You have been busy for a long time. Sit down and eat. He wants to eat and let him serve it by himself." Tang Shaoke looked at the confused expressions of the two people in front of him, and couldn't help but say a few more words.

Su Yu gave Zhang Yi a powerless expression, sat down obediently, took the tableware handed over by Tang Shaoke, and became happy when he received the expression of appreciation from the male god.

Zhang Yi took a deep breath, and raised his middle finger at Tang Shaoke angrily, "Damn, you're ruthless." Reluctantly, he got up and went to the kitchen.

Only then was Tang Shaoke satisfied and ready to start. The meatballs were as tender as tofu, but they were scooped up with a spoon. They were tender and smooth, with an excellent taste. He finished eating a meatball in two or three bites. Looking at Zhang Yi walking over with a bowl, Tang Shaoke The speed is even faster.

In the blink of an eye, there was only one of the four meatballs. Tang Shaoke was a little confused. He remembered that Su Yu made them. He moved the plate towards Su Yu with no expression on his face.

The air was full of grief. Su Yu bit his lips and tried not to laugh. Seeing Tang Shaoke's sullen expression, he smiled and moved the plate back, "I don't like it."

"Really?" Tang Shaoke's eyes lit up a little.

"Yeah." Su Yu nodded, this is indeed true, he really prefers vegetarian food.

It was just a meatball, and Su Yu felt like there was an extra tail behind the male god, which was dangling and swaying, so cute.

When Zhang Yi approached, there was nothing on the plate. He clutched his chest with a broken heart, let out a cold snort, turned around and sat on the other side to eat wontons.

The Su family's wontons are always packed small, and you can eat four or five in one bite. With some chili oil and vinegar, the eaters are sweating but still can't stop talking.

Satisfied with his meal, Tang Shaoke walked behind Zhang Yi and said in a low voice, "Cannibalism is short."