private kitchen

He Qingshan studied the recipes very late, wrote 3 or 4 sheets of notes, and went to the Humble Garden early the next morning to discuss each dish with Mr. Zhou.

He also brought over the few cookbooks left by his grandfather. Mr. Zhou was very curious, and stretched his neck up and down, left and right, flipping through the recipes for a long time, and finally had to reluctantly put them down, sighing: "Your grandfather Words, I don’t know how to practice well, I can’t understand any of them..."

He Qingshan smiled in embarrassment, Elder Zhou flipped through his notes again, couldn't help but slapped him on the back of the head, gritted his teeth and said, "You are similar to your grandfather!"

The two discussed the recipe until very late before finally finalizing the menu. This time, the ingredients required are many and complicated. Fengzi said that the ingredients are a bit troublesome, and it will take at least one day to prepare them. Fortunately, Boss Qi made an appointment at noon on the third day , so it's not too late.

On the day when Fengzi bought the ingredients, He Qingshan was a little restless at home, and changed and changed the previously discussed recipe, Lin Yize finally couldn't help but take a look at the recipe: "This is not very good, why do you still change it? "

He Qingshan turned on the computer, and found out the introduction of Manyuelou: "I saw that the dishes in Manyuelou have some elements of western food mixed in. I wonder if it would be better if some western food is added..."

Lin Yize laughed, and kissed him on the forehead: "You don't need to change your ways just because of his preferences..." As he spoke, he put the paper upside down on the table, patted him on the shoulder, and kissed him intimately. She put a sticker on his face: "Okay, go to sleep, there is still a tough battle to fight tomorrow!!"

The next day He Qingshan got up very early, Lin Yize was pulled up from the bed by him, he drove him to Humble Garden while breathing heavily and unwillingly.

As soon as I entered the Humble Garden, I saw Fengzi instructing the workers to move things, saw the two of them coming and said with a smile, "I'm exhausted, I finally got everything done for you!"

He Qingshan quickly thanked them, then checked them one by one, and couldn't help giving Fengzi a thumbs up.

Elder Zhou also came very early. When he entered the door, he saw that the kitchen was full, and he raised his eyebrows: "They all came early enough..."

He Qingshan showed Mr. Zhou the revised recipe yesterday, and Mr. Zhou frowned for a long time and gave some pointers, then ordered the assistant chef to start the preliminary preparations.

He Qingshan washed his hands, and took out a brand new snow-white chef's uniform to change into. Lin Yize was watching from the side, and couldn't help but reach out and help him button the buttons on his chest one by one.

He really likes to see He Qingshan wearing this outfit. Although it is just an ordinary chef's uniform that is not good-looking, this little cook usually looks a little heartless, but once he puts on the chef's uniform, he feels He changed into a different person, and became energetic in an instant.

He Qingshan was a little annoyed and reached out to push his hand away: "It's so hot, why did you tie it so tight for me?"

Lin Yize took away his hand that was trying to unbutton his neck, and patted his face affectionately: "This is more handsome!

He Qingshan laughed: "What's so cool about a chef's uniform..."

This kind of intimate and secret appearance is really blinding people's eyes, Mr. Zhou couldn't help coughing beside him: "Hurry up and start!"

He Qingshan glared at Lin Yize, turned around and started working.

The first dish he made was oolong square pork. He first took out a piece of good pork belly with skin, cut it into squares the size of a fist, fried it with blood foam, trimmed it, and then cut it into four pieces with thin cotton thread. square.

Fengzi brought him a black pottery jar not much bigger than a fist, He Qingshan spread the best oolong tea on the bottom of the jar, roasted it slowly with a small fire, the tea leaves made a creaking sound after a while, The aroma of oolong tea frying slowly wafted out, and He Qingshan spread onion, ginger, cinnamon and other condiments on the bottom, and roasted them together to create a fragrance, and then poured a spoonful of hot oil on it, and the whole jar instantly burst into smoke, emitting There was a loud bang.

He Qingshan waited for the oil in the pot to subside slowly, carefully placed the cut pork belly in the middle of the jar, then poured the best Huadiao wine into the jar, and sealed the jar with a lid He turned on the fire until he heard the sound of boiling water in the jar, then turned down the fire and simmered slowly.

The oolong square meat needs to be simmered for some time, then put it aside first, He Qingshan ordered the helper to bring a fish, this is the grass carp bought by Fengzi a few days ago, this grass carp weighs less than ten catties, The blush was bright, and the helper cleaned the fish cleanly, then pinched the head and tail, removed the fishbone, and left the fattest middle part. He Qingshan took the fish and shaved off the fat meat and cut it into finger-sized dices. Then cut a cross-shaped knife on each diced meat, and soak it in a relatively strong scented tea.

Lin Yize watched him work in an orderly manner over there, and suddenly felt that in just a few months, this little cook had grown from a relatively young cook to a chef who could handle his own duties, and he couldn't help feeling a sigh in his heart.

He couldn't help leaning over again: "Is this fish soaking first?"

"Yes, let the fish be soaked in the aroma of scented tea, so that the taste will be stronger!" He Qingshan said as he turned around to get the container and bumped into Lin Yize's chest. He said impatiently: "Go, go, go , go and sit on the side!"

Lin Yize wanted to say something else, a small cook hurried over and showed He Qingshan a bowl of snow-white syrup: "Brother Qingshan, what do you think?"

"Not bad, not bad!" He Qingshan took the ground almond slurry, poured in the milk while stirring, and stirred the almond slurry and milk evenly, then put it in a small pot, and simmered it slowly until it boiled After taking a small cannon, let a kitchen helper keep stirring clockwise.

Here he asked the chef to look at the milk, while he took out the prepared foie gras non-stop, removed the film and tendons at a very fast speed, cut it into rectangular pieces, and steamed it on the fire.

A helper over there came over and said in a low voice, "Brother Qingshan, Tieguanyin is almost ready..."

He Qingshan walked over to take a look, lifted the cover on the side, took out a dozen of the best base tail shrimps from inside, opened them with an ingot knife, picked out the shrimp threads, and then grabbed a few handfuls with pepper and salt, and then Submerge the soaked Tieguanyin tea over the prawns and soak them for flavor.

The things that should be steamed and boiled were all put in the pot, He Qingshan saw that the time was not bad, so he sat down and let out a sigh of relief.

Lin Yize immediately handed him an ice towel to wipe his sweat, and squatted aside eagerly, He Qingshan took the ice towel and wiped his face, feeling much refreshed, squinting at Lin Yize who was squatting aside, hum With a sound, he threw the towel over.

Lin Yize caught it with a dog's leg, then walked around behind He Qingshan, squeezed his shoulders attentively, and whispered: "My Qingshan...is really amazing..."

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