Although Shen Qingluo was not so confident in Lin Ruifeng, Lin Ruifeng himself was still relatively calm. He still followed his daily routine, getting up early in the morning and starting to prepare various ingredients.
In Lin Ruifeng's heart, he was actually holding his breath, and he hoped to prove it to everyone.
Proving that he is a qualified apprentice of Feng Yifan, the now famous chef.
So when facing Ma Xiaolong's challenge, Lin Ruifeng did not feel the slightest fear in his heart. Instead, he was full of anticipation and excitement, thinking that this was his chance to prove himself to everyone.
Shen Qingluo didn't know whether it was because she was worried about Lin Ruifeng or because her shop had been renovated and could not be opened because the ancient street was still under renovation, so she had more free time.
She would come to the Lin family breakfast shop early every morning, stay in the breakfast shop, and accompany Lin Ruifeng to prepare ingredients.
Oftentimes, when he saw Shen Qingluo looking bored, Lin Ruifeng couldn't help but say, "Why don't you go back and take a nap? We usually set up the stall in the afternoon anyway, so you don't have to come here so early in the morning to keep me company."
When Shen Qingluo heard this, she pouted unhappily and asked, "What's wrong? Do you dislike me disturbing you? You don't want me to come, right? Then I won't come, okay?"
Hearing this, Lin Ruifeng quickly grabbed Shen Qingluo who was about to leave.
"No, no, that's not what I meant. I didn't say you shouldn't come, nor did I mean to chase you away. Please don't misunderstand me."
Shen Qingluo still said with an unhappy face: "Huh, is it so reluctant? Then I'd better leave."
Lin Ruifeng was really a little helpless, and could only continue to say: "It's not forced, I really like you to accompany me by my side, I, I am actually worried that you will be bored when you accompany me like this?"
Shen Qingluo saw Lin Ruifeng's anxious and flustered look, and immediately couldn't help laughing: "Okay, okay, you should continue to prepare your things. I won't be bored if I watch you busy. Because I find it very interesting to see you become more and more like your master."
Seeing Shen Qingluo laughing, Lin Ruifeng was also relieved. When he let go of Shen Qingluo's wrist, he realized that he had not washed his hands just now, because he had smeared a lot of oil stains on Shen Qingluo's wrist when he grabbed her hand.
"Oops, sorry, I didn't mean to."
Shen Qingluo looked down at the oil stains on his wrist, smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. In this way, I am also working with you. This is the evidence of my work."
Seeing Shen Qingluo like this, Lin Ruifeng felt it was unreal for a moment.
He was just an apprentice, and now he had to set up a stall every day and work hard in front of the smoke. No matter how he looked at it, Lin Ruifeng didn't think he was any good. He even felt that there was a big gap between him and Shen Qingluo.
Shen Qingluo was a college student who had returned from abroad, and she had already been a little famous in the fashion design industry, and now she was preparing to open a small clothing store. Coupled with her family background, Lin Ruifeng felt that the gap between him and her was like heaven and earth.
In a trance, Lin Ruifeng didn't understand why Shen Qingluo liked him
Why is Shen Qingluo willing to stay with me like this
Shen Qingluo saw Lin Ruifeng standing there in a daze, his eyes a little dazed, as if he was lost in a state of contemplation like a magic servant.
She stretched out her hand, pinched Lin Ruifeng's nose and said, "What's going on? Now it's your turn not to work properly, right? Tell me, if you are like this all day, how can I rest assured and not come to watch over you? If I don't come, will you not be able to open the stall today?"
Lin Ruifeng came to his senses after being pinched on the nose by Shen Qingluo and hearing her words.
"Sorry, I was distracted."
Shen Qingluo smiled curiously and asked, "What were you thinking about just now? Were you watching me thinking about something embarrassing?"
Faced with Shen Qingluo's playful questioning, Lin Ruifeng's face turned red all of a sudden.
He could only quickly step back and shake his head, saying, "No, no."
Shen Qingluo asked seriously: "Really?"
At this moment, Shen Qingluo was very close to him, so close that Lin Ruifeng could see Shen Qingluo's beautiful face clearly, her flawless white face, her big watery eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering up and down, her high nose bridge, and her bright red lips.
Gulp.
Lin Ruifeng watched and swallowed subconsciously.
Almost at the moment when Lin Ruifeng swallowed his saliva, Shen Qingluo suddenly smiled and backed away.
"Hahaha, you are thinking about something embarrassing, right? I knew it, how could you not think about it? I'm so beautiful, right?"
Hearing these words, Lin Ruifeng suddenly took two steps forward and approached Shen Qingluo.
Then he opened his mouth, wanting to say something, and stretched out his hand to hold Shen Qingluo in his arms.
But Shen Qingluo suddenly said, "Don't move. Your hands are covered in oil. You can't hug me. You will dirty my clothes. Stand still and don't come any closer."
Under Shen Qingluo's order, Lin Ruifeng was fixed in place as if by a spell.
The next moment, Shen Qingluo suddenly took a step forward, stood on tiptoe, and pecked Lin Ruifeng lightly on the lips.
After the kiss, Shen Qingluo's cheeks instantly turned red. After taking a few steps back, he covered his face and turned around and said, "Okay, okay, go back to work and don't look at me anymore."
After being stunned for a while, Lin Ruifeng finally came to his senses and licked his lips subconsciously.
Then he took two steps forward and came behind Shen Qingluo, wanting to reach out and embrace her. But when he raised his hand and saw that it was covered with oil stains, Lin Ruifeng had to stop.
The two stood in the breakfast shop for a while. After Shen Qingluo calmed down, he finally turned around and faced Lin Ruifeng. The two young men looked at each other, and Shen Qingluo said, "Okay, you can work hard now, right? And you must work hard to win."
Lin Ruifeng laughed, nodded seriously and said, "Okay, I will definitely win."
In the following time, accompanied by Shen Qingluo, Lin Ruifeng continued to prepare ingredients.
He also learned from Ma Xiaolong these days, and cooked the barbecued pork, roast goose, and roast duck in the shop in the morning, and then cut them all up and prepared them all. After the preparation, when he went to set up the stall, he put them on the iron plate to heat them up and sold them with fried rice.
Although this method cannot guarantee the perfect taste of roast goose and roast duck, after being fried twice on the iron plate, the taste of roast goose and roast duck is not bad, and it will taste great when paired with fried rice.
Of course, Lin Ruifeng also faces a problem at the same time, that is, doing so will make the fried rice more greasy.
Because it is too greasy, many diners will leave a lot of fried rice. And if people eat it for a long time, they will feel greasy, and maybe people will gradually not want to eat it this way. So Lin Ruifeng needs to think of a better way to neutralize the greasiness.
Seeing Lin Ruifeng thinking of a solution, Shen Qingluo couldn't help but ask, "Didn't your uncle teach you a way before? What method did your uncle use?"
Lin Ruifeng said in a deep voice: "Master's method is to add some sour plums to the rice when cooking. This way the cooked rice will have some sour taste of the plums. Then when you use it to make fried rice, the sour taste of the plums can neutralize some of the greasy taste."
Shen Qingluo was a little surprised: "Huh? So you use sour plums to cook rice?"
Lin Ruifeng nodded: "Yes, before Master left, he improved the cooking method and used sour plum water to cook the rice, which preserves the flavor but prevents the diners from tasting it."
Having said that, Lin Ruifeng opened the rice cooker and let Shen Qingluo take a look at the rice in the pot.
Seeing the sour plums in the rice, Shen Qingluo was even more surprised: "So you can cook rice this way?"
Lin Ruifeng covered the pot and said, "Master, this method is very good. It can neutralize a lot of greasy taste during the fried rice process, and the fried rice will taste more fragrant."
Shen Qingluo nodded: "Well, Chef Feng is really amazing."
Then she asked curiously: "Since this method is very good, what are you worried about? Just continue to do it according to this method."
Lin Ruifeng shook his head: "No, if we add barbecued pork, roast goose, and roast duck to the fried rice, this method cannot completely neutralize the greasiness. If we increase the amount of sour plums, the taste will become worse. So we must think of a new way."
Seeing Lin Ruifeng lost in thought, Shen Qingluo did not say anything and waited quietly for him to come up with a solution.
How can it be so easy to just want to improve and innovate
Lin Ruifeng's current level is indeed not yet at the level where he can improve and innovate. It is already very difficult for him to follow the process taught by his master and make all kinds of things for the stall. Wanting to improve the taste is indeed a bit beyond the scope.
However, Lin Ruifeng was not discouraged. He decided to try some things on his own.
So he quickly followed the steps taught by his master and prepared everything.
Then he started to make fried rice, and after the fried rice was done, he added the barbecued pork into the fried rice. Just looking at the appearance of such a plate of barbecued pork fried rice, it was really very good.
Shen Qingluo's eyes lit up: "Sure, Xiao Linzi, you made great fried rice."
Lin Ruifeng smiled and asked Shen Qingluo to sit down. He placed the plate of fried rice in front of Shen Qingluo and said, "Okay, please taste it and see if you feel sick of it."
Shen Qingluo was not polite and sat down and took the spoon handed to him by Lin Ruifeng.
"Well, let me try my boyfriend's barbecued pork fried rice."
First, take a bite of fried rice. The rice grains are distinct and each is evenly covered with egg liquid. Combined with the aroma of barbecued pork, it is really delicious.
Especially the barbecued pork gravy, which seeps into the fried rice, as if every grain of rice is a grain of meat.
Shen Qingluo took two bites and said with a smile: "This tastes great, Ruifeng you are really amazing."
Lin Ruifeng sighed and said, "Try eating a few more bites and see."
Shen Qingluo was very confused. She didn't understand why Lin Ruifeng was still not satisfied with the delicious food. She followed Lin Ruifeng's instructions and ate several more bites.
Finally, Shen Qingluo gradually discovered the problem with this plate of fried rice.
After eating a few more bites, it really feels greasy.
Moreover, the fried rice will slowly cool down during the eating process. Once it is no longer very hot, it will taste even more bland. This plate of fried rice is really not delicious at all.
Seeing the expression on Shen Qingluo's face, Lin Ruifeng had already guessed how she felt after eating.
"Have you discovered the problem? Fried rice must be eaten while it's hot, and you can't eat too many mouthfuls. If you keep eating it, it will soon feel very oily and greasy. Once you stop because you feel greasy, the fried rice will quickly get cold, and it will be even more unpalatable when it's cold."
Shen Qingluo put down the spoon in his hand and reached out to hold the somewhat depressed Lin Ruifeng.
"It's okay. Let's work together to find a solution. I believe there will be a good way to solve it. Maybe we can reduce the amount? That way everyone can finish it in a few bites, so they won't feel sick? And there won't be any leftovers. Of course, this is my suggestion."
Lin Ruifeng smiled and said, "Thank you, I understand that this cannot be done all at once."
Shen Qingluo nodded and said, "Well, try your best. I believe you will find a way."
In the following period of time, Lin Ruifeng continued to prepare. Although he had not yet completely solved the grease problem, he still had to make various preparations for setting up the stall.
Shen Qingluo had been accompanying Lin Ruifeng all the time, and it was really interesting to see him busying himself.
By noon, the temperature outside was gradually rising and Zhao Daxia also arrived.
The three of them had lunch together in the Lin family shop. In the afternoon, Zhao Daxia and Lin Ruifeng prepared the goods together. They made the roast goose, roast duck and barbecued pork in advance, and also prepared various noodle toppings. Of course, the wontons also needed to be wrapped in advance.
Now Zhao Daxia has some experience and can help Lin Ruifeng to get various things done.
Shen Qingluo would help out from time to time, and she also discovered some fun in cooking.
Everything was ready. After four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun outside began to move westward and the sunlight was no longer so strong. Lin Ruifeng and his team put all the prepared ingredients on the cart.
The three of them pushed the cart together and prepared to set up the stall.
Because the ancient street was undergoing road repairs, it was a bit difficult to walk from the Lin family shop to the other side. Lin Ruifeng and his friends simply went out from the other side of the ancient street and walked around the outside of the ancient street to the small market.
Zhao Daxia walked behind the cart, watching the two young people in front of her pushing the cart and being very intimate, and her mouth curled up slightly. Looking at the pair of figures in front of her, Zhao Daxia even vaguely seemed to see the sweetness she and her husband had in the past.
As she thought about it, Zhao Daxia couldn't help but start missing her husband, the children left at home, and home.
However, Zhao Daxia knew that she couldn't go back for the time being, and she still had to work hard to earn more money.
Just when Zhao Daxia was missing home, the cell phone in her pocket suddenly rang. She pushed the cart with one hand and took out her cell phone with the other. When she saw the number on the screen, she quickly answered it.
The moment the call was connected, Zhao Daxia's face changed when she heard the voice and words on the other end of the phone.