Chinese chef

Chapter 39 Ambiguous?

39 Ambiguous?

Zhong Yaqi and Lu Haoyuan saw that the competition was about to take place, so they immediately took away the dishes they were practicing, and cleaned up the chopping board and stove by the way.

Now that the match has been decided, Mu Feng should go all out.

He stood at the kitchen door and stretched out his hand to Aunt Mi, "Please."

Aunt Mi nodded and walked into the kitchen.

"Excuse me, what dishes do you want?" Mu Feng asked.

"Omelet rice!" Auntie Mi replied, paused, and added: "You can't use seasonings such as chili and hot sauce, but you can only use the most basic ingredients such as corn, carrots, eggs, and pork."

This omelet rice is simple and nutritious. I have made it countless times. I don't believe that you can make it better than me!

"Okay, no problem!" Mu Feng nodded.

Mu Feng took out corn, ham sausage, carrots, eggs and mushrooms from the freezer.

Then, give half of the ingredients to Aunt Mi.

"Then let's start!" Mu Feng said.

Aunt Mi nodded and rinsed the corn and shiitake mushrooms.

Then, break off the corn kernels with your hands.

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At this time, the group of primary school students were all lying outside the glass of the kitchen watching Mu Feng and Aunt Mi making omelet rice.

However, they are not tall, so most of them are watching on their feet.

After Mu Feng washed all the ingredients, he also started to pick up the corn.

He first cut the corn in two with a knife, then erected the corn, and then split it with a knife.

Immediately afterwards, I broke off the whole row of corn with my hands along the vertical row of corn, and I broke off a plate of corn in a short time.

Aunt Mi next to her saw Mu Feng's method of breaking the corn, and then looked at her own. After working for a long time, she didn't finish half of it, so she immediately adopted Mu Feng's method to break the corn.

After Mu Feng started cooking, he no longer paid attention to Aunt Mi's movements, but concentrated on making his own omelet rice.

Dice the ham, peel and dice the carrots, and shred the mushrooms. After preparing all the ingredients, Mu Feng started cooking.

He heated up the oil in a pan, poured diced ham, shredded shiitake mushrooms, corn kernels, and diced carrots into the pan, added a little salt and light soy sauce, stir-fried evenly, and took it out of the pan for later use.

Then, pour the leftover rice from noon into the pot, add a little water, and fry the leftover rice until the grains are separated.

Next, take out a large bowl, beat two eggs, break them up with chopsticks, put the fried rice into the bowl, and mix well with the egg liquid.

Aunt Mi next to her was a little confused when she saw the cooking steps of Mufeng. What is the method? ? !

She scrambled the eggs first, and then added the leftover rice to stir fry, which was completely different from Mu Feng's steps.

In fact, for this step, Mu Feng borrowed the method of golden egg fried rice. However, golden egg fried rice only uses egg yolks instead of egg whites, and it is fried with freshly cooked rice, so that the rice grains can be golden and plump. mellow.

After Mu Feng stirred the egg liquid and rice evenly, he immediately poured them into the pot and quickly stir-fried them.At this time, the mastery of the heat and the speed of stir-frying are very critical.

Because the egg liquid used to mix the rice is not only the egg yolk, but also the egg white. If the stir-frying speed is not fast enough, or the heat is too high, it is easy to cause uneven color of the rice.

After the rice in the pot was evenly fried, Mu Feng poured corn kernels, diced ham, shiitake mushrooms, and carrots into the pot to stir fry together.

"Can I add a little five-spice powder?" Mu Feng asked Aunt Mi.

Aunt Mi froze for a moment, then nodded.

She looked at Mufeng's egg fried rice, and already had a premonition that she might fail.

Mu Feng added a little light soy sauce and a little five-spice powder to the fried rice, and continued to stir fry evenly. Immediately, a scent erupted from the pot.

"smell good!"

"Big Brother's fried rice is delicious!"

......

The students lay their feet on the glass, staring straight at the fried rice in the pot.

After the egg fried rice was ready, Mu Feng took out the fried rice and started spreading the egg skins.

He cracked three eggs in a bowl, added salt, then beat them, stirred them well, and poured them into the pot.

In the step of spreading the egg skin, it is easier for those who are not skilled in cooking to spread out a suitable size egg skin in a pan.

Mu Feng doesn't care, no matter what kitchen utensils he uses, it won't affect his performance. He turns on a low heat, wraps the side of the pot with a cloth, gently lifts it, and slowly rolls it clockwise evenly.

When the egg skin was about to solidify, he put down the pot, put the egg fried rice on one side of the egg skin in the pot, then scooped up the other side of the egg skin with a spatula, and folded it so that the egg skin just completely covered the egg fried rice .

At this time, he added another step. He deliberately left a little of the egg liquid that was originally spread out.

He immediately took advantage of the time when the egg skin in the pot was not completely solidified, quickly and accurately filled the gap where the egg skin was folded in half with egg liquid.

This action is too much of a test of skill, and Aunt Mi was stunned.

Why is there still this step? ? !

How to do this?

The corner of Aunt Mi's mouth twitched slightly.

The egg liquid in the gap between the egg skins is heated and solidified, and Mu Feng gently presses it tightly with a spatula, so that the egg skins can better wrap the fried rice.

Finally, a golden omurice is ready.

Mu Feng put the omelet rice on a plate and put it in front of the window.

Cheng Yanwen was the naughtiest and the most greedy. When he saw omelet rice, he reached out to touch it.

"Wait a minute, wait until Auntie Mi is ready." Mu Feng patted Cheng Yanwen's hand lightly, and said with a smile.

"Oh." Cheng Yanwen withdrew his hand with a smile.

Aunt Mi looked at the omelet rice prepared by Mufeng. She almost lost all confidence. She gritted her teeth and finished the omelet rice, put it on a plate and placed it by the window.

The contrast between the two egg omelets is very strong. The one made by Mufeng fit perfectly and was golden in color, and because it was completely sealed, there was no way for the steaming heat to vent, and the egg skin on the surface was gently propped up.

And the omelet rice made by Aunt Mi, honestly, it’s not bad in terms of appearance.

The phrase "an egg is an egg, and a rice is a rice" is not derogatory, because ordinary omelet rice is made like this, and not everyone can do the method of sealing the whole omelet rice like Mu Feng did.

Therefore, Aunt Mi's omelet rice is qualified, at least in terms of appearance.

Lu Haoyuan brought two omelets to the table, and the children immediately surrounded them.

Zhong Yaqi brought some spoons and put them on the side of the plate.

"Sister, can I eat?" Cheng Yanwen asked.

The other children all looked at Zhong Yaqi.

Zhong Yaqi looked back at Mu Feng.

Mu Feng smiled and nodded.

"Okay, let's eat!" Zhong Yaqi said with a smile.

Then, she scratched the omelet rice made by Mu Feng with a spoon. After the omelet cracked, it collapsed in an instant, and then the heat came out, and a tempting rice scent hit her face.

"Smells so good!" the children shouted.

"Come, one tablespoon each." Zhong Yaqi said to the children with a smile.

Two dozen children crowded around the table, and the ones who got close immediately picked up their spoons and began to eat.

Although it is said that one tablespoon per person, how can a child really be so polite, once he eats something delicious, he forgets everything.

The seven or eight people in the innermost circle, each with a spoon, ate again after eating, and within two or three times, the plate of omelet rice made by Mu Feng was left empty.

The children thought it was delicious, but they ate the plates clean, as if they had been washed, not even a single grain of rice was left.

On the other hand, no one touches the omelet rice made by Aunt Mi, no, there are still some.

A child poked it with a spoon a few times, smelled it, and thought it was not as fragrant as Mufeng's omelet rice, so he put the spoon down again.

If this is the case, it is already a matter of opinion.

Aunt Mi bit her lip and coughed lightly.

Mu Feng immediately looked at her.

"Well, the omelet rice you make is indeed better than mine." Aunt Mi said.

After a pause, she continued, "However, children, it's not good for your health to eat chicken drumsticks every day. That, that one will be malnourished."

Mu Feng continued to look at her, but after listening for a long time, he still couldn't understand what she was going to say.

It sounds like admitting defeat, but it doesn't feel like admitting defeat...

Aunt Mi looked at Mu Feng, and felt that she was a lot shorter in imposing manner, and she didn't know what to say when she was talking.

After hesitating for a moment, he said goodbye and left Su Ji.

The omelet rice made by Mu Feng was eaten up by the children closest to the table, and the children around the outer layer who didn't eat it all yelled.

Mu Feng made three more omelet rice for them to eat.

Seeing the children wolfing down their food, Zhou Yiting was a little dazed, a little puzzled, and a little embarrassed.

"Well, are the chicken legs in your store really fresh?" Zhou Yiting asked Mu Feng timidly.

"Of course, why lie to you? Are you overreacting? You are so excited, it shows that you really care about the children, but you have to investigate thoroughly before you come to Xingshi to ask the crime?" Mu Feng said helplessly.

Zhou Yiting lowered her head, not knowing how to respond.

After the children had finished their omelet meal, they all went home in a row.

Immediately, Zhou Yiting also left Su Ji.

Mu Feng began to teach Zhong Yaqi and the others to cook again.

In addition to getting up at four o'clock every morning to study cooking, he also likes to teach others how to cook.

It's not that he is good at being a teacher, but he found that teaching people to cook can help him enhance his understanding and mastery of cooking skills.

When I cook by myself, many details are often done subconsciously because I am used to it, and I don’t deliberately study and comprehend it.

The devil is in the details, which is also very appropriate to describe cooking.

The size of the heat of each dish, the ratio of auxiliary ingredients and seasonings, and even the amount of main ingredients will have various changes in the finished dish.

Every time Mu Feng taught Zhong Yaqi and the others how to cook, he was systematically reviewing his own cooking skills.

It generally feels like when he used to give lectures to other students when he was studying. Every time he lectures a question, it feels like reviewing it again.

This feeling makes him very at ease, and makes him more and more profound in his grasp of his cooking skills.

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In the evening, Suji was as popular as usual, and the diners didn't start to leave until it was close to ten o'clock.

After the diners dispersed and the store was cleaned up, it was past eleven o'clock.

The rest of the shop went home one after another, and finally only Mu Feng and Shi Nancheng were left.

Shi Nancheng came to Suji to help after eight o'clock every night, and Mu Feng did the math, it had been more than half a month.

"Drink?" Shi Nancheng stretched his waist and said to Mu Feng.

"Okay!" Mu Feng said with a smile.

"Then I'll go buy it, beer or beer?" Shi Nancheng asked.

"Beer, white ones can't be drunk." Mu Feng replied.

"Okay, then I'll go buy it." Shi Nancheng nodded.

"I'll cook a few dishes to go with the wine." Mu Feng said.

A few minutes later, Shi Nancheng came back with a can of beer.

Mu Feng just finished a plate of fried peanuts.

"You wait, I'll cook two more dishes." Mu Feng raised his chin.

Shi Nancheng nodded, leaned against the edge of the table, and watched Mu Feng cook.

"It's really a pleasure to watch you cook at any time! How did you practice your cooking skills?" Shi Nancheng asked with a smile.

Mu Feng looked up at him and smiled.

It's very big, and a few appetizers are on the table, namely [Spicy Stir-fried Peanuts], [Ma Po Tofu], [Spicy Mixed Radish Shredded].

Shi Nancheng sniffed [Ma Po Tofu], with a satisfied smile on his face: "It smells so good!"

One can of beer per person.

"Cheers." Shi Nancheng said.

"Stuffy?" Mu Feng laughed.

"Are you okay?" Shi Nancheng pretended to be surprised.

"Try?" Mu Feng raised his eyebrows.

"Okay, as long as you're bored, you'll be bored!" Shi Nancheng said with a smile.

Immediately, the two drank together.

1 minute later.

"...Happy!" Shi Nancheng sighed.

"Huh..." Mu Feng squinted his eyes and grinned, "This beer is too much to swell."

"I thought you drank a lot~" Shi Nancheng said with a smile.

Mu Feng smiled and shrugged.

Three rounds of wine.

"By the way, why do you want to invite me to be the chef in Zhonghua Building? There should be many chefs who are better than me?" Mu Feng asked.

"Because of Fuxing Restaurant." Shi Nancheng said.

"What happened to Fuxing Restaurant?" Mu Feng asked.

He now occasionally thinks of Fuxing Restaurant, remembering that when he first got the system, he clamored to go to the stove the next day. Now thinking about it, he was too arrogant.

Thinking about it carefully, although Lao Yan's attitude was not very good at that time, he didn't seem to be very disciplined. After all, even if he has the strength, he has to take it step by step.

It's just that at that time, I was dazzled by the ecstasy brought by the system, and didn't think about it so much, only thinking that I must go to the stove to cook.

Now that I think about it, it really is...

Let's eat a ditch and gain a wisdom......

Mu Feng let out a sigh of relief, picked up a peanut, and paired it with a sip of beer. Sure enough, peanuts and beer are a perfect match!

Seeing Mu Feng asking about Fuxing Restaurant, Shi Nancheng was silent for a moment, and then recounted the past between Zhonghualou and Fuxing Restaurant.

After half an hour.

"Unexpectedly, there are so many stories here~" Mu Feng let out a breath.

After taking a sip of beer, Mu Feng stood up: "Let's go!"

"Why?" Shi Nancheng stared at him blankly.

"Don't you want the brine recipe?" Mu Feng said with a smile, "I'll teach you how to do it."

"Now?" Shi Nancheng was taken aback.

"Yes, hurry up!" Mu Feng smiled.

Shi Nancheng opened his mouth, wanted to speak but didn't know what to say, finally pursed his lips and smiled.

The two came to the kitchen with a can of beer each.

"I said, you do it." Mu Feng said.

"Okay." Shi Nancheng nodded and put the beer on the chopping board.

"Wait, I'll take out all the ingredients first." Mu Feng put down the beer, and went to the cabinet to find the spices and medicinal materials for making brine.

"Cook the old hen and duck first, and the pork bones." Mu Feng took the ingredients out of the freezer and signaled Shi Nancheng to wash them.

According to Mu Feng's instructions, Shi Nancheng washed the ingredients, took out the pot, added water, and put in the old hen, old duck, and pig bones.

"This brine has a lot of ingredients, including star anise, cinnamon bark, hay...goji berries, etc. You should make the ratio according to what I said first, and I will write the recipe to you later." Mu Feng said.

"Okay." Shi Nancheng nodded.

Under Mu Feng's guidance, Shi Nancheng boiled a pot of fragrant brine step by step.

"Well, it smells so good!" Shi Nancheng sniffed the smell of bittern in the air vigorously.

"I still have to try the taste. I'll rinse my mouth first." After Mu Feng finished speaking, he ran to rinse his mouth.

Shi Nancheng filled a bowl of brine from the pot, scooped it up with a spoon, and let it cool down carefully.

"How is it? Does it smell good?" Mu Feng rinsed his mouth, walked into the kitchen, and walked towards Shi Nancheng.

"Xiang, I never imagined that I could make such fragrant brine." Shi Nancheng said with a smile, and then put the spoon to Mu Feng's mouth, "Taste it quickly and see if the brine I boiled is good."

Mu Feng didn't think too much, subconsciously opened his mouth to suck the brine in the spoon.

After three seconds, Mu Feng felt that something was wrong.

This action seems a bit weird.

His eyes lifted up inadvertently.

It was Shi Nancheng who was close at hand.

Such beautiful eyes, such long eyelashes...

Shi Nancheng also realized that something was wrong.

Looking at Mu Feng's slightly pursed mouth from sucking the brine...

"Ahem..." Mu Feng coughed a few times, then quickly tilted his head back, opening the distance between him and Shi Nancheng.

Shi Nancheng also quickly retracted the spoon.

silence......

"Well, yes, you succeeded." Mu Feng said with a smile, looking at the wall.

Shi Nancheng smiled and nodded, looking at the soup bowl in his hand.

silence......

"Well, drink, drink." Mu Feng smiled and picked up the beer on the chopping board and took a sip.

"That's mine..." Shi Nancheng whispered.

"Cough, cough..." Mu Feng coughed a few times, looking at the beer in his hand, he was a little dazed, and suddenly felt that it was not right to put it down, and it was not right to continue drinking...

silence......

"By the way, did you like the kitchen knife last time?" Shi Nancheng felt that the atmosphere was too awkward, so he forcibly changed the subject and asked.

"It's okay, I still want to ask where you bought it!" Mu Feng nodded.

"I'll bring it to you tomorrow." Shi Nancheng said with a smile.

"No need, I'll just buy it myself." Mu Feng waved his hand.

"What are you talking about? You gave me such an important brine formula, what is a kitchen knife?" Shi Nancheng said solemnly.

"Then... alright! Thank you." Mu Feng nodded.

"Also, in the future, you will share half of the net profit of any lo-mei sold in our shop." Shi Nancheng said with a smile.

"So much?" Mu Feng was taken aback.

"You are investing in technology, so it's normal to split half of it! I'll bring over the authorization contract tomorrow, and we'll formally sign the contract." Shi Nancheng said.

Mu Feng nodded, picked up the beer: "Cheers."

Shi Nancheng smiled and nodded, then looked at the beer on the chopping board that Mu Feng had just drunk, feeling a little dazed...

Um, to drink or not to drink?

Mu Feng also reflected, scratching the bridge of his nose.

"Well, I'm going out to eat some peanuts, you look at the pot." Mu Feng said and slipped out of the kitchen.

Shi Nancheng nodded, scratched his forehead, and let out a sigh of relief.

In the quiet Suji, there is only the sound of 'gurgling' from the steaming brine on the stove...

Suddenly, a crisp voice sounded in Mu Feng's mind.

Ding, because the host has taught cooking skills to other people, the cumulative number has exceeded five people, and the hidden task mode [Inheritance] has been activated.