[Goddess, we can do it.]
[We can do it for the goddess.]
[Goddess, if I make delicious food, can you try it?]
[Goddess, I've already made all the recipes you posted, and they taste pretty good.]
[Goddess, can I worship you as my teacher? Can you teach me how to cook?]
[Goddess, can I worship you as my teacher?]
"A teacher?" Tu Rongrong was silent after seeing the barrage, she thought for a while and said, "Do you really want to worship me as a teacher?"
"If you really become my apprentice, I will not be polite to you. I will scold you when it is time to scold, and I will not be soft when it is time to punish."
[Goddess, I really want to learn cooking from you.]
[Goddess, my talent is not bad, but I want to learn from you systematically.]
[Goddess, my physical fitness is not that good, my abilities are not strong, and I don't know what I should do, but now I find that I have a good cooking talent, so can I worship you as my teacher?]
[Goddess, I want to be a chef, not simply cook something edible.]
[Goddess, accept me as a disciple.]
"It's okay to worship me as a teacher, but I still need to test your talents and whether your other conditions meet." Tu Rongrong said after wrapping the last bit of onion and beef stuffing.
"How about this, I will open a cooking class in the Second World in the future. If you want to worship me as a teacher, you can go there and sign up first, and you can become my student after passing the assessment."
"Of course, being my student doesn't mean you really worship me as a teacher. There is also a difference between a student and an apprentice."
"So, do you accept this arrangement?" Tu Rongrong asked.
[Accept, accept! Goddess, don't worry, I will definitely work hard to become your apprentice.]
[Goddess, don't worry, I will persevere, and I will become your apprentice.]
[Goddess, don't worry, I will definitely become your apprentice.]
[I'm so moved, I want to sign up for the goddess's cooking class even if I'm handicapped.]
[I really want to learn cooking skills from the goddess, but I am a kitchen killer. I have fried the kitchen twice.]
[Yes, I also fried the kitchen a few times. Obviously the building materials of the kitchen are very good, but I was blown up.]
[I didn't blow up the kitchen, but what I made sent my family to the hospital.]
[The previous handshake, my family also went to the hospital because they ate something I made.]
[I didn't make it myself, but the stewed chicken soup made by my mother successfully made my father have diarrhea for a day.]
[Sure enough, one with a disabled hand cannot become a student of the goddess, let alone become an apprentice.]
[Wooooow, I seem to worship the goddess as my teacher, so I can eat the delicacies made by the goddess every day.]
When Tu Rongrong saw this barrage, he couldn't help but refute the rumors, "Sorry, you can't eat the food I cook every time you become my apprentice. Most of them are made by the students themselves, and the results of my investigation .”
"Of course, the conditions for becoming my apprentice are very strict, you should be prepared." Tu Rongrong said helplessly.
"Okay, the buns are wrapped, we can steam them in the pan." Tu Rongrong put the steamed buns in the steamer that he wrapped first on the steamer.
The first wrapped cage has been left to ferment for a few minutes, so it’s okay to steam it directly in the pot.
Tu Rongrong put the remaining two cages of steamed buns on top of each other, one on top of the other, and the steamed buns will be cooked in about the same time.
"Okay, let's wait until the steamed buns are cooked." Tu Rongrong clapped his hands and said.
"Then now I'll make stir-fried beef with celery for you guys. Try it and see if you like it." Tu Rongrong went to fetch the celery, cut off the root, and washed it clean.
After washing the celery, smear the leaves and pinch off the leaves, leaving only the tenderest leaves, and then cut the celery into diamond shapes.
Tulurong has just taken out the beef and cut it into thin slices, add salt, sugar and a little chicken powder and mix well, add some starch and water to mix well, then add it to the beef and mix well, then add a little oil and mix well Soak in moisture for thirty minutes.
It has indeed taken her a lot of time to make the buns now, so the marinating time of the beef has passed, and now it is ready to be fried.
The onion, ginger, garlic and pickled peppers are also ready, the shallots are cut into sections, the ginger and garlic are sliced, and the pickled peppers are also chopped.
After lighting the fire, put oil in the frying pan and heat it up, add the beef and stir-fry until it changes color, put it out for later use, put a little more oil in the pan, add the onion, ginger and garlic, stir-fry until fragrant, then add pickled peppers and celery to continue frying.
When the celery is seven or eight mature, continue to stir-fry the beef and scallions, season with salt and soy sauce, and then put it on the plate.
Tu Rongrong put the stir-fried beef with celery on a plate and placed it on the table in the kitchen for the audience to taste.
Because Tu Rongrong doesn't like the taste of celery, and she has never cooked celery before, so she doesn't know if Tu Che and the others like it, anyway, she doesn't plan to eat it, and she doesn't know how many people in the audience like it and how many people I don't like it, so the portion of this celery fried beef is quite small.
"Okay, the stir-fried beef with celery is ready, how do you taste it?" Tu Rongrong stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, and then took the wok to wash, letting the audience often cook the stir-fried beef with celery smell.
After Tu Rongrong washed the pot and put the pot away, she went to see how the porridge that had been cooking for so long was doing, because this time she didn’t use a broth or other ingredients to cook the porridge, only water and rice And just a little salt, this is porridge rather than porridge.
But Tu Rongrong cooked the porridge until it was very thick and rotten like porridge. Tu Rongrong stirred the porridge in the pot with a spoon, and when she found that it was almost cooked, she turned off the power.
She didn't continue to cover the pot, but opened the pot to let the heat of the porridge escape. She doesn't like very hot porridge or rice, so it's better to dissipate the heat.
After Tu Rongrong made the porridge, she went to look at the buns in the steamer, poked them lightly with her chopsticks to see if they were not cooked yet, she continued to cover the lid, then turned back and leaned on the desk next to her, thinking Want to prepare some side dishes
The staple food is here, porridge and buns; what about the side dishes? Cold fish skin and fried beef with celery? She doesn't like celery, so...
Tu Rongrong took out another spicy cabbage, cut it into shreds and put it on a plate. He was going to use the spicy cabbage as a meal when he was going to have breakfast later.
"How is it? Do you like the taste of celery?" After Tu Rongrong prepared the spicy cabbage, he asked the audience who tasted the taste of fried beef with celery.
[e... I feel that I don't like this taste very much.]
[Beef is delicious, but I don't like the taste of celery.]
[Why don't you like to eat celery? Celery tastes delicious, right?]
[The taste of celery is very good, I like it very much.]
[Goddess, shall we make some celery and beef buns? This taste is very good, I like it very much.]
[Goddess, I like the taste of celery, so can we make celery buns?]
[Why do you think celery is delicious? Don't you think the smell of celery is weird?]
[I really like coriander, but I can't accept celery, I can't accept it.]
[Goddess, let's discuss? Don't make things like celery, okay?]
[Goddesses, don't listen to them, celery is delicious, celery is really delicious.]
Tu Rongrong looked at the bullet screen and smiled. She herself doesn't like celery very much, but she finds it very funny when people argue about the taste of celery.
"Okay, everyone has what they like and what they don't like, so we won't get entangled in this issue." Tu Rongrong continued with a smile, "Well, we have added two more production lines to the steamed stuffed bun production workshop of our food factory. Both buns and celery beef buns are produced.”
"If you like celery, you can buy it, and if you don't like it, you don't have to buy it."
[Goddess, are you kidding me? Buying things in your store, is that what we want to buy?]
[Every time we buy things, we rely on robbing. We eat what we grab. We never say what we want to eat and buy, okay?]
[Goddess, your food factory produces so few things?]
[Anchor, are you serious? Is the stuff in your store a store for what we want to buy? That's what we grab and buy, and if we can't grab it, we can't buy it, okay?]
[I don't want to eat celery, I don't want to grab celery.]
[Goddess, let's not make celery buns, shall we? No, I don't like celery.]
[Goddess, we can make other things. Carrots and beef stuffing are good. Don’t make celery.]
[What's the meaning? You don't like celery, do we just like carrots?]
[Carrots are bad, okay? Celery tastes better than carrots, okay?]
[Goddess, we still make celery, not carrots.]
[Carrots are only delicious if they are sweet, okay? Celery smells like hell.]
Tu Rongrong looked at the barrage and quarreled again about the taste. It seemed that the scene of the battle between the sweet and salty party made Tu Rongrong feel that it was particularly delicious. The more she watched it, the more lively everyone was.
Tu Rongrong also ignored the fans. She looked at the buns in the steamer again, and found that the buns were almost steamed, so she turned off the heat, then took out a beef bun with onion and put it on the plate, and said to the audience: , "Okay, now that the onion beef buns are steamed, you guys also have a taste if you like the taste of onions."
Tu Rongrong looked at the bun in front of her with a strange expression. Why did she forget that she didn't like onions when she was digging up onions before? Why did she make this onion beef bun? She can obviously make carrot and beef buns.
[Is the bun cooked?]
[Well, the smell of onions is not as exciting as before.]
[The taste of onion is very good, it is delicious to eat with beef.]
[This onion beef bun is really delicious, the skin is soft and the beef is tender, very delicious.]
[This steamed bun is really delicious. As expected, the fillings are different, and the steamed stuffed bun also has a unique taste.]
[System: 'Rongrong's wife's husband Ye Shi' sent fireworks to the host 'Rongrong'*1]
[System: 'Time' sent fireworks to the host 'Rongrong'*1]
[System: 'An Neng can tell that I am a pillar' gave the host 'Rong Rong' a Queen's Cloak*1]
[System: 'Maple Leaf' gave the host 'Rongrong' a supreme scepter*1]
"..." Tu Rongrong looked at the barrage, then at the onion and beef buns on the plate, and thanked helplessly, "Thank you for the gifts, I plan to keep twenty buns, and give away all the rest."
"The lottery is starting now, and ten places will be drawn to give away onion and beef buns."