mountain farmer

Chapter 886 Chef Lele Enters

(Thanks for the encouragement of the fat monthly ticket from my friend, and thanks to my friend 08a for the reward and monthly ticket encouragement)
I had a casual lunch, and the kid Lele was not idle. At least the cold dish of cucumber and tofu skin was made by the little guy.

The meal at noon is still mainly light, or else it is eaten every day, every meal, and at night, even if Lao Liu's fighting power is very strong, he can't resist it.

Originally, after lunch, there should be a small habit of taking a nap.It's just that there are quite a few people today, and the big guys were talking and chatting, so they forgot about the afternoon nap.

Zhao Jinrong's youngest son slept soundly, you talk about you, whatever you say, we can sleep if we want.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Lao Liu and Xiao Lele also started to pack up.For Xiao Lele, she has actually been looking forward to this moment for a long time. She knows that she is the real chef tonight.

The main dish tonight is naturally seafood pot.This is also what Xiao Lele is thinking about, and she wants to do it for Chen Erya and the others.Another dish is stewed goose.

There is no need to rush to clean up other things, it is nothing more than washing the shelled seafood.The big goose was cut into small pieces by Lao Liu, and then soaked in cold water on the side.

However, for Lao Liu, there is still a technical task that needs to be dealt with, that is shrimp slippery.Is it agreed, put shrimp slippery in the eyes of lotus root, and see what it tastes like.

With the efforts of Lao Liu and Xiao Liu, a large pot of shrimp was peeled into big shrimps.You don't need anyone's help, just watch it, now is the time for the father and daughter to play happily.

After peeling the shrimp, Xiao Lele moved to the side of the big casserole, carefully lifted the lid, took a small spoonful of it with a spoon, and tasted it carefully.

Doesn't seem to taste anything?Xiao Lele used the big spoon on the side, put a spoonful into Xiaowan, and brought it to Lao Liu.

It is also a rare honor to try the taste for my daughter.Lao Liu took it and took a big gulp.

Not to mention, it tastes really good.It's almost the same as the old lady's, and in Lao Liu's opinion, the porridge made by the girl tastes better.

Very smooth, very fragrant, with a hint of sweet taste.Bite into the lean meat or pork belly, and the aroma will be raised to another level.

"Father, is it delicious?" The little guy asked eagerly.

Lao Liu gave a thumbs up, "Lele, it's very delicious. Let's continue cooking in the evening, and we will have seafood porridge tomorrow morning."

The little guy nodded happily, took the empty bowl that Old Liu had finished drinking, and went to the sink to clean it up.

This can be regarded as a phased success, anyway, Zhao Jinrong is greedy enough to be around.But there is still an old lady here, so he is ashamed to steal food like a child.

When Xiao Lele lifted the lid of the casserole just now, he could smell the fragrance.He felt that the porridge made by those porridge shops was several times more fragrant.

What is theirs? What is Liu Fugui's?This is the real thing, and there are two pieces of pork belly.

Lao Liu put the peeled shrimps on the chopping board and slowly pressed them into minced shrimp meat with the back of a knife.It's not minced shrimp meat, that would be too shattered, and it would be less chewy and chewy.

Not all of them are used to make shrimp slippery, I have to save some for the little ones, and I also want to make seafood porridge at night.

After the job of suppressing is done, Xiao Lele will take over next.

After cracking open an egg, two little hands folded it nimbly, and put the egg white into the small bowl containing the minced shrimp meat, leaving the egg yolk in the egg shell.

This skill is very good, anyway, in Lao Liu's opinion, this is his true inheritance.My daughter, she is really caring. She should have watched a lot of work done by herself, and then she remembered it.

Li Siyu next to her was not idle either. Lao Liu and Xiao Liu were cooking. She was the photographer and had to record every moment.

The little guy looked at the pot carefully, and then took out another egg.There is a lot of minced shrimp meat, and the egg white of one egg is not enough.

The next thing is very simple, the little guy got some starch, washed it into water, and poured it into the shrimp paste.He added some seasonings conveniently, and then pushed the basin in front of Lao Liu.

The rest of the work has to be done by Lao Liu. Whether the shrimp is smooth or not depends on whether you work hard when stirring.Although the little guy's hand strength is not too weak, but compared with the old Liu, it is still several levels behind.

This is an important task entrusted to me by my daughter, and I must fulfill it unswervingly.Then Lao Liu held the basin and stirred it vigorously.

"Father is amazing." Seeing how fast Old Liu was stirring, little friend Liu Xiaoya praised him.

What about Old Comrade Liu?Only Grin Le was left, holding the basin and stirring it up to the point of having fun.

"Wealth, it's almost enough, why are you so proud? After a while, all the halazi will flow into the basin." Zhao Jinrong said a little depressed.

Because he thinks that he can do this job himself, in fact, he should do Lele a favor, and he can give a compliment or two by the way.

"Brother Zhao, it's really not bragging. The shrimp slippery made by ordinary people is definitely not as Q and so flexible as the ones I made. This work is all about stirring. I guess I have to do it at least a thousand times." Old Liu smugly Said.

"It's been stirring for so long?" Li Siyu asked in surprise.

Liu Fugui nodded, "Otherwise, the taste would still be worse."

"No wonder, I said that when I eat hot pot at your house, it's so delicious." Li Siyu nodded.

"Xiao Yu, don't worry. If you like it, I'll give you a shrimp slide when I get home tonight." Zhao Jinrong said.

"Haha, brother Zhao, you have to take it easy, or you won't be able to hold the steering wheel steady tomorrow. This mess will put a heavy burden on your arms, otherwise Lele and I wouldn't have been struggling for so long." Liu Fugui smiled said.

"Well, Lele has stirred it too. After stirring it, I can't hold on to anything, even green onions." Xiao Lele, who was peeling the onions and garlic, also said.

Zhao Jinrong thought about it, and felt that his standards could be lowered appropriately.You can't follow Lao Liu's standards. For ordinary people, you really can't compare with Lao Liu.

It's almost done here, and the shrimp slippery is also sent to the refrigerator for cooling.Then Lao Liu came to the hospital kitchen with goose meat, chopped potatoes and some soaked dried gourds.

This stewed goose must be stewed on the stove.Otherwise, if you use the pot on the induction cooker, whether it can fit is one thing, and it will be difficult for you to stew it thoroughly.

If you want stews to taste good, you have to stew them thoroughly.It's not that the longer you stew the better, the key is to stew all the flavors in the soup into the ingredients.

Otherwise, you cook it like porridge, and the stew will not taste good.

Seeing Lao Liu's father and daughter coming to the kitchen again, the head chef immediately vacated a stove.I have seen it yesterday, and the big and small are all experts, so there is nothing wrong with it.

The little guy's outfit is also quite interesting, he doesn't have a chef's hat, just like Old Liu, he wraps his head in a towel.Old Liu looked a little silly, but Xiao Lele looked playful.

Before the little guy stewed the goose, he seemed to do a warm-up.I moved my small body and small wrists.Then he put the small stool on the stove, and stood on it firmly.

The big spoon was in his hand, and it looked like it was longer than his arm.There is no way, this place is the standard equipment for adult chefs, who would have thought that there would be another little cook?

The little guy is really not stage fright, you look at yours, let's do our own.

Put cold oil in the hot pot, pour the onion, ginger, garlic, pepper, aniseed, cinnamon, bay leaves, etc. into the pot and saute slowly.Then he poured a large pot of goose meat into the pot, and started to stir fry with a large spoon in both hands.

The little guy's culinary skills, anyway, the head chef here couldn't help nodding.

People are small, even if they are cooking, there are still so many goose meat, at most they just stir-fry a few times, and then it is time to add water and stew.

But when it comes to Liu Xiaoya's place, it's not the case. The stir-fry is very serious, not to mention that every piece of goose meat has to be stir-fried again.After frying for nearly 5 minutes, the little guy started to sweat on his cheeks.

Old Liu next to him was like the assistant in the operating room, holding a towel to wipe the little guy's sweat.After wiping, he handed a small pot of potatoes on the side to his daughter.

The little guy took it and poured all the potatoes into it, and then fried it.

Originally soaked goose meat still had some moisture, but after frying for so long, the moisture inside was boiled out.For the little guy, it was the first time to make such a big pot of goose meat, and a few pieces were slightly burnt.But this is already hard to come by, after all, the speed of stir-frying is not so fast.

Add the soup and sprinkle the dried gourd evenly on the soup.Then put some soy sauce and salt, stir a few times, then cover the pot and let it simmer.

After such a whole process, coupled with the temperature on the stove, Liu Xiaoya was really tired.Old Liu here wiped his daughter's sweat, and then handed over a piece of watermelon.

Just now, the little cook who was carrying a big spoon to stew vegetables has now become a cute girl who is holding watermelon and eating.This stance switched too quickly, and for Lao Liu and the others, it was naturally no longer lethal.But for the chefs here, the lethality is a bit big.

But in the kitchen, there is really nothing for this little guy to eat, and I don't know if the little guy will come over tomorrow, but I can prepare some.

If the little guy eats watermelon on his own, it's actually fine.The key is that this little guy is holding the watermelon with one hand, and with the other hand is holding a small basin to catch the dropped watermelon juice.

There is no such a normal-minded child. Xiao Lele is afraid that the watermelon juice will fall on the floor and make the kitchen more slippery.

The little eyes were not idle, there was someone cooking nearby, and then she just watched while eating, that little look was too serious.

(End of this chapter)