The market is bustling with people.
Tang Qiaoqiao looked at the dazzling array of ingredients, and his eyes lit up.
Wei Yiqi followed her closely and asked in a low voice, "Sister Qiaoqiao, what are we going to buy?" He was still at a loss as to what he was going to do.
Tang Qiaoqiao: "Can you cook?"
Wei Yiqi shook his head shyly: "I can only make instant noodles." If there is no seasoning packet, he can only eat the noodles dry.
"You can't do this. Men have to learn to cook before women like it. Today, my sister will give you a kitchen enlightenment."
Wei Yiqi was a little confused: "Oh, good."
[Grass (a kind of plant, I think what Tang Qiaoqiao said is very reasonable, why do you ask women to cook] [Yes, my standard for finding a man is to be able to cook]
[Wei Yiqi was completely led by Tang Qiaoqiao's nose, stupid] Tang Qiaoqiao and Wei Yiqi walked around the vegetable market and found the grain, oil and food area, and first put the most basic condiments and spices such as oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar. Buy complete.
While shopping, she gave Wei Yi Chikop: "This cooking wine and sesame oil are all necessary, remember?"
"Got it." Wei Yiqi suddenly felt like he was going to school, and he only hated that he didn't carry a notebook with him.
Tang Qiaoqiao: "Boss, give me another 20 pounds of flour, a pack of yeast, and a pack of baking powder."
"okay."
The boss thoughtfully packed Tang Qiaoqiao's purchases in a large cardboard box, taped the four sides with tape, and wrapped two ropes for carrying.
Tang Qiaoqiao finished the calculation and put away his wallet. He mentioned it casually, and prepared to move towards the next goal with vigour and vigour.
Wei Yiqi was empty-handed, and said quickly: "Sister Qiaoqiao, I'm coming, you can't hold it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Qiaoqiao easily picked up the cardboard box with one hand.
Tang Qiaoqiao's eyes slowly moved from Wei Yiqi's confused face to his hand carrying the cardboard box.
How could her hands be so fast, she completely forgot that there were 20 catties of flour in the carton, as well as various bottles and jars, adding up to at least 30 catties.
She rolled her eyes, suddenly stumbled, and the cardboard box fell heavily on the ground.
"No wonder, I feel like it's hard to carry, it's too heavy."
Wei Yiqi: "That's right, just leave this kind of physical work to a man like me, and you girls can't handle it."
"That's right, I'm a pretty girl," Tang Qiaoqiao instantly got excited from the awkward atmosphere and gave a thumbs up, "I know how to look at people, and I'm very knowledgeable."
Wei Yiqi didn't understand why she praised herself so well, but she was praised anyway, so she smiled shyly.
Then Tang Qiaoqiao went to buy 10 catties of pork belly, specially selected three fat ones and seven thin ones, and asked the boss to mince them into minced meat and two big pork bones.
The two walked around the vegetable market again and bought some miscellaneous things.
Tang Qiaoqiao looked around the market, and finally pointed to a place and said, "There is one thing left, go there."
In the end, the two of them finished shopping and stood at the door of the vegetable market, with big bags and small bags at their feet, and they had a lot of harvest.
Wei Yiqi was out of breath: "How do we go back?" He couldn't carry so many things.
Tang Qiaoqiao: "Let's take the car."
"But do we still have money?"
Tang Qiaoqiao flipped through her wallet and took out the only note left: "There are only ten dollars left."
"The starting fee for a taxi is not enough," Wei Yiqi turned to the photographer with a pitiful look, "Can you borrow some money, eldest brother?"
The photographer shook his head in principle.
Tang Qiaoqiao turned his attention to a tricycle at the door of a store not far away, with an uncle sitting next to him enjoying the cool air.
She trotted over and smiled sweetly at the uncle: "Uncle, does your tricycle deliver?"
The uncle looked up to see a beautiful girl doll in a pink dress, and said, "I can give it away normally, but I hurt my foot the day before yesterday, and I can't ride it now."
"Then can I ride by myself? I'm not a liar, we're recording a show, and I have a photographer there. Our restaurant is two blocks away from here. If you don't believe me, you can come and see it with us. It's just that I only have ten Yuan, I'll give it to you when I make money, okay?"
The uncle laughed heartily: "The girl doesn't need to explain so much. You can use it as you like. How can a broken three-wheeler be deceived. Not to mention the money, just return it to me when it's used up."
Tang Qiaoqiao smiled with crooked eyes: "Thank you, uncle, you can visit us when you have time. I'll treat you to something delicious."
Wei Yiqi was guarding the things in place, and after a while, he saw Tang Qiaoqiao riding a tricycle back.
He was pleasantly surprised: "Sister Qiao Qiao, you can still ride a tricycle, but neither can I."
Tang Qiaoqiao proudly lifted the bangs on her forehead, she wouldn't, it was the original owner.
Wei Yiqi hurriedly loaded the things onto the wheeled cart one by one, and then sat down with the photographer.
Tang Qiaoqiao suddenly turned her head and asked, "Will riding a tricycle make me less charming?"
Wei Yiqi: ? ?
He thought for a few seconds seriously: "It shouldn't matter."
"That's good," Tang Qiaoqiao nodded with satisfaction and waved his hand, "Let's go."
[Small question mark, do you have many children? ? ? ?]
[Wei Yiqi is a warm-hearted little angel, Tang Qiaoqiao asks and answers anything]
[Is Tang Qiaoqiao going to create a charming character now? good watch]
[I don't think so, although she said that, but she did everything from beginning to end to buy things in stores and borrow tricycles. She was very fond of ducks] [A female star was riding a broken tricycle on the street, and she Very excited, I suddenly fell in love with Tang Qiaoqiao's cuteness] [I came in late, why did I get on three wheels here hhhh, Zhou Meng's side is a high-end delivery truck] [The primary school chicken group is so simple and unpretentious, i i got it]
When Tang Qiaoqiao and the others returned to the restaurant, the other two groups had already returned.
Wang Qiang and Xiao Ke discussed for a long time, and finally decided to sell milk tea. Milk tea has a small cost and a big profit, and they have a full set of equipment for making beverages, which is easy to operate.
Zhou Meng chose to make sushi. She had studied in Japan and studied sushi a bit. She and Hu Miao used their extensive celebrity connections to buy a batch of Japanese ingredients from suppliers at extremely favorable prices.
Anyway, the program team doesn't care about the method the guests use to obtain the ingredients, as long as they don't overspend.
Zhou Meng was handling the salmon gracefully, and when he saw Tang Qiaoqiao riding a tricycle back, he took down a lot of messy, black and red bags and cut it in disdain: It really is a bun from the countryside.
Wei Yiqi was a little anxious: "Sister Qiao Qiao, they have all started."
Tang Qiaoqiao's face was calm: "The haste is not enough. Come on, put on your clothes first."
The last thing she went to buy was two sets of chef's clothes. Working in the restaurant kitchen, it was necessary to have a sense of sacred chef's clothes.
Well, actually, she mainly didn't want the fumes to stain her pretty dress.
Tang Qiaoqiao carefully put all her hair in the white chef hat, revealing only her pretty face. Wei Yiqi was originally very tender, but after putting on the whole chef's uniform, he inexplicably matured a lot.
[Sisters, type the word "professional" on the public screen!]
[Tang Qiaoqiao's whole face is exposed, so it's still so good-looking, I hate the big face] [Suddenly subdued y, I like it]
[Tang Qiaoqiao and Wei Yiqi have a good sense of c (don't be rude, it's you right)] [Weakly say I'm here too]
After Tang Qiaoqiao reorganized the kitchen, she started to make fried buns and spicy soup.
She instructed Wei Yiqi to wash the side dishes, and blanched the pork bones in cold water. After washing them, they added green onions and ginger to start the soup.
While the pork bone was boiling soup, she poured out the flour, added yeast, baking powder, sugar and cooked lard, added water and kneaded the noodles.
Tang Qiaoqiao's strength was precise, and she quickly lightened her hands, face, and pot, kneading a large, white and fat dough, and the plastic wrap covered the dough.
Then she started to process the filling of the fried buns without stopping.
Add raw soy sauce, pepper, minced ginger, a little salt and monosodium glutamate to the pork belly stuffing, mix well, then add sesame oil and water, stir vigorously in one direction, so that the sesame oil and water fully penetrate into the meat, and finally add chopped green onion, Stir again, so the meat filling is tender and chewy.
At this point, when the noodles are ready, roll them into strips, pull them into dough pieces, press them into evenly sized dough skins, and start wrapping them with stuffing.
Tang Qiaoqiao is very skilled, and each bun has no more than no less than 12 pleats in her hand.
Wei Yiqi watched Tang Qiaoqiao wrap it up for a few seconds, and his eyes straightened: "Sister Qiaoqiao, you are amazing."
Tang Qiaoqiao's hands kept moving, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
"Do you want to try it?"
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