Although Su Yemu promised to take the test for the chef certificate, it was a matter of later time. After the ingredients were delivered, Su Yemu began to prepare.
Old Chen rolled up his sleeves with a smile, and followed Su Yemu into the kitchen.
"Carrot? Yam? What's this?" Mr. Chen took a piece of unattractive, wrinkled fruit peel and sniffed it under his nose: "Is this citrus?"
"Yes, tangerine peel made from citrus peels." After Su Yemu took out the things to be made, he said to Chen Lao: "I want to start a live broadcast, do you mind?"
"Hehe, I don't mind, I don't mind, my help here won't hinder you!"
"No, it's just..."
"What?"
"You're too close to my brother." Su Xiaonan took a chair and sat at the door of the kitchen, staring at Mr. Chen, motionless.
Old Chen laughed twice, took two steps back, touched this and that with his hands, and laughed, with cold sweat on his forehead, this little concubine, why is she worried about a mother's heart.
"Hi everyone, I'm the anchor Su Yemu. Welcome to the [Food Live Broadcast Room]. Today I'm bringing you yam and big bone porridge and corn and carrot dumplings."
/ Love Bobo, love Bobo, give Bobo your favorite starship, and let Bobo take me to travel the universe of stars. /
/Yesterday’s shrimp buns were so delicious, I licked all the soup that dripped on my fingers, and I almost gnawed my fingers. /
/ I didn't win, draw a circle to curse you, draw another circle to bless me, I must win today. /
/Huh! I found a strange man, it's a man, Bobo, how could you do this? Wow cry. /
The corner of Chen Lao's mouth twitched, the fans in Su Yemu's live broadcast room were too lively! Coughing twice, straightening his collar, he was going to introduce himself decently to Su Yemu's fans.
"This is Mr. Chen. He came to my house as a guest today, so I invited him to help."
"I… "
/ Inexplicably familiar. /
/ Plus one, inexplicably familiar. /
/I'll go, isn't this the vice president of the Neptune Chef General Association? Bobo, you have to be careful, this old man is very bad. /
/Yes, yes, anchor, I also remembered, isn't this old man calling 'Universal Chef King' a bad old man? Too bad, anchor, you have to be careful. /
The barrage suddenly frantically brushed up, basically just this line: This old man is very bad.
There is also an explanation of why Mr. Chen is bad. The reason is that the gourmet anchor of the TV platform "Universal Chef King" was scolded and cried by him in a culinary open competition because he couldn't knead the dough well when making buns. Poor thing, he is sixteen years old. The boy kneaded the dough while crying, which made the whole empire cry and heartbroken.
Since then, Mr. Chen has carried on his back the famous saying 'this old man is very bad'.
Su Yemu had never met the 'Universal Chef King', and he didn't know the situation at the time, but seeing Mr. Chen's smiling face, he couldn't tell whether he was happy or not, so he said: "Respect the old and love the young, and don't call it bad." old man."
/Yes, anchor, Mr. Chen is very bad. /
/ Follow orders, Bobo, Mr. Chen is very bad. /
/Bobo, I love you, I am Erha! Thank you! /
Su Yemu was baffled by Erha's sudden thank you. He looked away from the terminal, took out the casserole, and the bullet screen frantically swiped again, all happy to finally be able to eat the legendary casserole porridge.
"Is this a casserole? What is it for?" Chen Lao stretched out his head and touched the casserole in Su Yemu's hand: "It's a strange material, it's made of soil, why use this kind of pot? This kind of pot Where did you buy it? How is it different from other pots? It... "
Mr. Chen asked one after another. When Mr. Chen took the casserole away, Su Yemu could only stop: "It is made of earth. The porridge cooked in this kind of pot will be more refreshing and delicious."
Su Yemu poured out the flour, ready to knead the dough first, and asked Mr. Chen to continue studying the casserole; the audience was not happy, did Mr. Chen come to make trouble
The audience expressed their opinions one after another, but Chen Lao was still smiling and didn't care at all.
/You have too many old questions. /
Although I complained, fortunately there was no swearing; the audience said: Bobo said, respect the elderly.
After Su Yemu kneaded the flour into dough, he put it aside to wake up the dough; Mr. Chen had studied the casserole and took out the carrot to help him make it. Su Yemu asked him to cut it into cubes, and also brought the corn to him to help make it. Granulated.
After a lot of work, Mr. Chen didn't have time to ask questions. He was going to perform well in front of Su Yemu. After all, he was also the vice president, so he still had some knives.
It's a pity that Su Yemu was already concentrating on cooking porridge at this time. Wash the rice and put it in a casserole, put in the tangerine peel, and boil on high heat.
Put the big bone in the pot and blanch the blood water for later use, slice the ginger; clean the yam, cut it into thumb lengths and soak it in water to prevent it from turning black.
/Bobo, what's that crumpled together? /
"This is tangerine peel, a medicinal material made from citrus peels. It is used for spleen deficiency diet reduction and indigestion. You can also use it to soak water to drink on weekdays to treat vomiting, appetite and fatigue. The taste of tangerine peel is sweet, fragrant and mellow. Add some honey Sugar, tastes better." Tangerine peel is hard to find, Su Yemu found it in a Chinese pharmacy after searching all over Starnet, and the monthly ration of that Chinese pharmacy turned out to be zero, which shows the decline of Chinese herbal medicines.
/ Hee, these days, for the sake of money, I dare to do anything, and I am not afraid of causing problems if I mess with Amway. /
/I think it was a secret communication with that store, Shawo? I haven't heard of it, so I have to @单登局局, and @卫生管理局. /
/By the way, report the shop that sells tangerine peel, thank you! /
Sunspots suddenly appeared on the barrage, although there were not many people, but the way they acted, they wanted Su Yemu to be banned and investigated.
The audience got angry, rolled up their sleeves, and prepared to fight!
"Do you want me to call for you?" Chen Lao, who had been lowering his head to cut carrots, raised his head, chewing and swallowing, and stretched out his hand, another piece of tangerine peel fell into his mouth.
/Damn, I saw, he ate. /
/ I saw it too, is the tangerine peel ready to eat now? /
/I just saw that there is still a small bowl, why there are only a few pieces left now, I want to eat too. /
Dumplings and porridge are not yet cooked, and everyone is already scrambling for them. The tangerine peel is sweet and slightly sour, and it tastes very appetizing. After eating, I want to eat it.
/ Delicious, can be used as a snack. /
/ One bite, it's slightly sweet, chew it again, it's sour, the salivary glands are out of control, I'm so hungry. /
Heizi in front of the hologram saw the barrage full of praise, and the full frequency of sour words made them salivate. Anyway, it's hologram, and it eats data. If you can't eat it, do it!
Before the hard tangerine peel enters the mouth, the sour-sweetness has already spread, and the mouth is lightly sweet at first, but the toughness is good after biting down, chewing: Hey, delicious!
Really edible.
At this moment, the rice in the casserole was boiling, Su Yemu opened the lid, and a unique aroma of rice came out, rich and tempting.
Su Yemu poured the big bone and ginger into the casserole, brought it to a boil on high heat, then turned to low heat and simmered.
In the sunspot group
Heizi 1: I need to wait before blacking out.
Heizi 2: I can eat a pot of that rice fragrance just now.
Heizi 3: I want to get my money back for no reason.
Heizi Four: Drag the boss in!
All the sunspots said: This idea is good!
Su Yemu didn't know what happened on the holographic side; he had already started rolling the dough here, and the dumpling skin was rolled thinner than the buns, only a few tenths of a millimeter thin.
Seeing that Su Yemu was flexible and able to produce such a masterpiece with just a stick, Mr. Chen's eyes almost popped out, hehe, he has dug a treasure.
"Ye Mu, teach me?" Mr. Chen rubbed his hands, eager to move. After learning this skill, he will definitely shock the fellows of the association.
The corners of Chen Lao's flattering mouth and glowing eyes attracted barrage of complaints.
/Bobo, you evil man. /
/Successfully earn a fanboy. /
/Pick up the male god and sprint for a hundred meters, Bobo is mine. /
"Finish the live broadcast first, and I will teach you later!" The porridge is cooking, and the dough will harden if it is left for too long, so teaching is not suitable at this time.
When Chen Lao heard this, he giggled and nodded.
Su Yemu rolled out the skin, only to find that the carrots and corn were not finished.
Pick up a kitchen knife, chop the carrots directly, break out the corn with kitchen utensils, put it in a large basin, add a little minced pork, because it is mainly vegetarian, so the amount is not much, it is used to draw out the freshness of carrots and corn fragrant.
Add salt, oil and other seasonings, and stir well together; it is not difficult to make dumplings. Spread the fillings on the center of the dough, butt the sides of the dough, pinch it gently, then put it at the mouth of the finger, put both hands on the edge of the dough, and pinch it hard Just tight, the crescent-shaped dumplings have a full belly, and they look pure and cute.
/ The food made by the anchor is always so cute, like a crescent moon. /
/ Contract Bobo a pair of beautiful hands. /
Put the dumplings on the steamer, put the cold water in the pot, bring to a boil on high heat, and it will be out of the pot in ten minutes.
At this time, the porridge was almost ready, Su Yemu added the yam and stirred, and after fifteen minutes, the fragrance of the dumplings and the aroma of the yam and big bone porridge overflowed, whetting the appetite.
Su Yemu put the dumplings out of the pan first, and Chen Lao who was at the side couldn't wait to make them. The skin was thin and the filling was fresh. After one bite, he became even hungrier.
/Transparent, it turned out to be transparent, you can see the red and yellow inside, so beautiful. /
/Eat first. /
/ In front, I have already eaten, the dumplings are delicious, and my life is complete. /
/I want to betray, no one can stop me. /
Dumplings are eaten very well, and casserole porridge is not too much to grab. The emerald green onion is sprinkled on the porridge, and the salty smell lingers on the tip of the nose, which can make people suck out all the internal organs.
/I'm going to cry, good porridge. /
/ It tastes completely different from fish porridge, both are delicious. /
/ I'm so hungry and crying, I hope time will not pass, let me keep eating. /
/Hey hey hey, you eat too much, this is the lottery that Bobo will draw for us. /
Chen Laozao couldn't stop eating, he was self-sufficient and served a plate of dumplings and a bowl of porridge; then under the glaring eyes of everyone, he took a mouthful of porridge and a dumpling, which was so fragrant and delicious that it made him cry.
This is real cooking, did he eat dirt before
Old Chen complained frantically in his heart and kept talking, completely ignoring the anger of everyone in front of the hologram who was about to burn him to death.
This guy has to be signed into the Chefs Guild, has to be.
At this time, Heizi in front of the hologram also cried, because they were about to betray their duties and become one of Su Yemu's fans.
The author has something to say: I ate too much meat during the Chinese New Year, and I want to drink porridge!
The emotional drama in this novel is pure and simple, there is no third or fourth person, let alone any unmarried ones, everyone can rest assured.