It’s not easy to be an interstellar chef

"I will tell you when I go back," Su Chaoqi said, "In the past few days, you can let them watch my previous live broadcast videos and learn how to do it from the live broadcast."

Speaking of which, her live broadcast has not been broadcast for a long time. Because she was deliberately targeted, Morissa canceled her required live broadcast time every month and allowed her to start broadcasting at will.

In fact, it can be regarded as a back door being opened.

"Okay," Qin Xin replied with a smile, "Then I'll wait for your news."

Su Chaoqi hung up the call and turned around to see Qiao Zhiyan stopping what he was doing and looking at her.

"what happened?"

"It depends on what you are busy with," Qiao Zhiyan smiled slightly, "You have found so many things for yourself, you are not tired at all."

"It's not that I'm tired," Su Chaoqi looked at him and said slowly, "After all, it will take about three days to get on the right track here. Over there, other people have to worry about training the staff and management. I will continue to be my own person. A good student.”

Her goal does not lie in the immediate gains and losses at all, so she naturally doesn't mind letting others take most of the benefits, but she only takes a small amount, and the more she takes, the more she has to worry about, so she doesn't want to waste her limited resources. Time and life are imprisoned in this matter.

Qiao Zhiyan thought about it. In fact, all of them were working for her.

Of course, Su Chaoqi didn't just sit back and enjoy her success. She had been translating ancient books. Qiao Zhiyan didn't know when she started or how many she had translated. She only knew that she could always take it out if she wanted to. Qiao Zhiyan even I suspect she has been doing this since birth.

The kitchen opening hours for this morning meal are from [-] to [-] o'clock. The sun has risen by this time, and they have been working for a long time. If they don't grab time, most people will stop working at this time and go back to rest.

But today they went around to the kitchen because of Uncle Guo's notice.

There are four windows in the kitchen. Everyone brushes his or her own computer to receive eggs, and then takes a bowl to make porridge by himself.

At first, everyone didn't know how to eat it, and some people just took it for granted and bit the eggshell directly with their teeth. You can imagine that the teeth were chipped.

A wise person would ask the chef: "Old Li, Old Li, how do you eat this?"

The people in the kitchen responded loudly: "Knock it on the table and peel off the shell. Who asked you to use your teeth? Can your old teeth stand up to what you made?"

"Hey, you didn't tell me how to eat this, are you blaming me?"

From Su Chaoqi's point of view, this scene was really chaotic, but after a while of chaos, everyone slowly calmed down and drank porridge and eggs.

After you finish eating, put the dishes, chopsticks and spoons in the designated place, and the people in the kitchen will clean them up.

The expressions on many people's faces were a bit disappointed. In their imagination, the food should be delicious and something that would amaze people with one bite, but what they ate today... really had no taste.

But, it doesn’t cost money, so no one is picky about it, and having such a big bowl of porridge after work is very thirst-quenching.

Su Chaoqi saw what they were thinking and didn't take it seriously. After all, the days were long and it was still early.

The people in the kitchen finished cleaning and went to rest. Qiao Zhiyan asked them to go to the kitchen to prepare dinner at four o'clock.

"How was it?" Seeing his relieved look, Su Chaoqi couldn't help but smile and asked, "It's not easy either."

Qiao Zhiyan admitted: "It's a little harder than expected."

The main reason is that people are not easy to manage, and thanks to Uncle Guo, he can keep things under control.

She was also in a hurry when she opened her own shop in her previous life, so she said nonchalantly: "Just wait until you get started."

"What do you think is better to cook this afternoon?" Qiao Zhiyan asked her for advice, "How many dishes should I cook?"

"What kind of food did you bring? What kind of food did you bring the most?"

"Chinese cabbage."

Chinese cabbage grows quickly, can be grown in any season, and is easy to store, so Qiao Zhiyan’s homestay had a lot of it, so he brought a lot of it.

Considering that these people were cooking for the first time, Su Chaoqi chose the simpler method: "Each person will fry an egg, make vinegar-braised cabbage, and then make a soup. Make the cabbage a little stronger and give it to them. .”

Qiao Zhiyan made an estimate and said, "Okay, let's make another winter melon soup."

"Oh, that's right," Su Chaoqi suddenly had a bad idea, stroking his hands and laughing, "Everyone's cooking should be divided into plates, and others can vote after they finish eating, and vote for the portion cooked by the person who thinks it tastes best. .”

In this way, there will be competition, and only with competition can progress be achieved.

Qiao Zhiyan's mouth twitched, but he thought the idea was quite interesting, so he accepted it.

Su Chaoqi didn't hide his intention to watch the excitement at all. He arrived at the kitchen on time at four o'clock in the afternoon and started to watch.

Qiao Zhiyan announced today's menu and the rules of the competition, and was satisfied to see everyone's expressions change slightly.

The two foods we made in the morning were very simple, so people tend to relax a little bit. Once this rule is announced and they look at each other, they will instinctively feel a sense of crisis.

Mainly because the score is too low and embarrassing.Qiao Zhiyan assigned tasks. Some people were going to cook, some were going to wash the cabbage, and some were going to process the winter melon.

The preparation of the ingredients went very smoothly. Except for the different sizes of the winter melons, there were no major problems. However, knife skills still need to be practiced.

Winter melon soup is not included in the comparison. After all, you need to boil a big pot, so there is no need to make the winter melon soup first, and the method is also simple. Just add the ingredients, add water, add salt, and cook on high heat.

Then it’s time to fry the eggs.

Their custom-made omelette can fry twenty eggs at a time. It looks like a board with twenty round holes ten centimeters in diameter.

For eight people, each fried forty eggs is enough.

"I'll give you a demonstration first and teach you how to do it." Qiao Zhiyan walked to the omelette and rolled up his sleeves.

For the convenience of demonstration, he fried twenty of them at one go, otherwise they wouldn’t know how to fry twenty of them at the same time.

First turn on the fire, then use a brush to apply a layer of oil on each hole, and then apply a layer of soy sauce. Pick up the raw egg with your right hand and knock it gently on the countertop. Separate the egg shell with both hands, and the egg white and egg yolk will be ready. It fell into the hole and made a sizzling sound. The originally transparent egg white quickly turned into milky white and solidified.

Qiao Zhiyan didn't stop and immediately picked up the second egg. After the twenty eggs were beaten, he turned around and used chopsticks to flip the first egg, then the second and the third.

Omelette is actually not difficult, because the omelette will cut off the heat at a fixed time and stop heating, so you don't have to worry about it being fried. This gives people enough time to operate. This is how technology changes life.

Qiao Zhiyan packed the omelettes he made in an insulated box and then moved away: "Which one of you will come first?"

Eight people looked at me, and I looked at you, and then one person walked out first: "I'll do it."

Qiao Zhiyan called out his name accurately: "Li Gao, right? You come first."

Li Gao had been looking down on Qiao Zhiyan from the beginning, because Qiao Zhiyan's movements were too fast and deft, giving people the illusion that "I can do it even if I fuck him."

Turning on the fire, brushing with oil, and brushing with sauce all went smoothly, but it failed miserably when cracking the eggs.

Li Gao used too much force when he separated the eggshell, and the egg white and yolk flowed all over his hand.

He stood stunned, his mouth wide open, looking at the mess on his hands, not knowing what to do with it.

Qiao Zhiyan reminded him: "Throw it away, then wash your hands and come back again."

When people are at a loss, if there is a prompt, they will subconsciously follow the prompt, so Li Gao immediately followed it,

Qiao Zhiyan shook his head, turned off the power of the omelette, and then used this as an example to teach others: "People must turn off the switch when they leave, otherwise it is easy to have an accident."

The others nodded instructively. They had also received safety education when they were in the army. Many machines must cut off the power supply when no one is watching, so they understood this very well.

Li Gao was used as a counterexample to educate others, and he blushed a little, but finally corrected his attitude and took it seriously.

But some things can't be done without taking them seriously. Even if Li Gao was facing a formidable enemy, he still couldn't help but drop the eggshells when he cracked the eggs, and then he had to take them out with great effort. It took him more than ten minutes and he was covered in eggs. It took me a lot of sweat to make this pan of fried eggs.

As for the fried eggs, some were not evenly brushed with sauce, and one area was completely black with sauce, while another area was not stained with sauce, so it was not very pretty.

Fortunately, because the omelette controls the heat, there will basically be no burnt eggs. If you use an iron pan to fry the eggs, it won't be good.

The second pot is obviously better than the first pot. At least with experience, you won't be so busy.

Others had seen Li Gao's situation and were somewhat mentally prepared, so there were not so many unexpected situations.

Everyone's fried food is packed in a thermal box, so that it can be judged by others when the time comes.

Then there was another dish, vinegar-braised cabbage, and Qiao Zhiyan also demonstrated it first.

Su Chaoqi propped up his chin and watched with interest on the kitchen window sill.

Omelette eggs are not difficult to make with the aid of an omelette machine, but braised cabbage in vinegar is not that easy.

Not to mention anything else, just the sudden smoke and sizzling sound when the ingredients are put in is enough to make people want to keep a distance from the pot.

What many newbies in the kitchen are most afraid of is getting burnt by oil splashing.

At least she saw someone now who subconsciously gave up and threw away the spatula because oil splashed on his hand.

Of course, Su Chaoqi also understood them very well. Who hasn't been through this before? When she practiced cooking, she failed many times, cut her hands many times, and got blisters many times. It would be better if she did too much.

As for overcooking the vegetables, sprinkling too much salt, and not spreading the salt evenly, that's a minor problem, but it will be a pain for those who eat these dishes tonight.

She wouldn't eat it anyway.

Because they worked for a long time, the dishes they started cooking at four o'clock were not finished until after seven o'clock, which happened to be the meal time that Uncle Guo told the others. (End of chapter)