Portable Taoyuan Space

This also stimulated the rest of the people, saying that paranoid people are easy to succeed. After Qian Shao, the rest of the people seemed to feel the crisis. There were only eight places, but there were more than 20 chefs. Became the last one-eighth, constantly studying his own way, one after another, meeting Lao Wang's requirements, and becoming the chef of the farm.

Seeing that the quota was almost full, the chefs of the farm went crazy. Except for eating, they all stayed in the kitchen and cooked their own dishes wholeheartedly. Huang Tao was very happy with the chefs' madness. The restaurant was full every day, and there was a steady stream of food. Attracted by the fame of the farm to taste the delicious farm dishes, he was wondering how to solve this problem. Seeing the chefs working tirelessly to cook the dishes made him temporarily put down his original desire to recruit more chefs.

Now, as long as you come to the farm to play, you will basically stay for a meal. There are at least a thousand people a day. This kind of intensity once made the farm unable to supply. It was not because of other reasons, but because the chef was tired and couldn't do it anymore.

Seeing that his disciples were so enthusiastic and hardworking, Old Wang not only didn't praise him, but added fuel to the flames. He told everyone that if no one got the remaining few boxes after the year, Then this opportunity is not left to the farm, but to face the society and recruit chefs to support several other boxes.

Hearing Lao Wang's words, what could these chefs do? They all tried their best to use their [-] cooking skills, trying to get Lao Wang's approval and pass the test to become the chef.

The topic is far away, and back to the original place, Lao Wang's simple and simple movements, as if returning to the original, put the ingredients and seasonings in a leisurely manner, and the knife skills are light, without showing off the pot and complicated skills, everything seems ordinary undoubtedly.

"Do you understand what's going on?" Lao Wang picked up this very common braised pork ribs from the pot and put it on a plate, then turned to ask the disciples who were surrounded by a pile.

Most of the crowd shook their heads, only Qian Shao and the other three chef disciples who passed Lao Wang's test were thoughtful and silent.

"Chef, after all, we are still cooks. Our mission is to exude the most original and deepest taste of food." Old Wang said lightly, regardless of other people's reflections, he started his second meal on his own. Dish.

Pharaoh's second dish is also very simple, the tofu and fish head soup that ordinary people can make.

Lao Wang focused his attention on the pot, completely ignored the things around him, and could not escape his eyes for every detail. For tofu and fish head soup, first of all, the fish head should not have fishy smell, and secondly, the fragrance of tofu and the flavor of fish head should be mixed. Freshness is integrated into one, and the taste is melted into the soup, which is a complete tofu fish head soup.

There is nothing magical about it, even an apprentice chef who has been studying for a month will put on a more majestic posture than Old Wang.

But the more this was the case, the deeper the frowns of the disciples beside him were, they all said that laymen watch the excitement and experts watch the way, and the handsome actions of the chef and apprentice can only fool the laymen.

Practice makes perfect, this is what Lao Wang's disciples have experienced. Seeing Lao Wang's posture that has been honed through thousands of years, that kind of movement without a trace of excess, as streamlined as breathing, they know that there is a big gap between them in this regard.

Yes, from their point of view, all of Lao Wang's movements are done at the right time and the most accurate movements, which is something they can't do at this stage.

The most frightening thing is that the ingredients Lao Wang handled did not damage the ingredients at all, but he picked out all the impurities in the fish head that would spoil the taste, as if he knew his own fingers, even some small fish bones. Squeeze, and you can see a fishbone appearing in Lao Wang's hand.

In the process of cooking, Pharaoh did not point out a word. In his opinion, if a chef cannot comprehend what belongs to him, it is his own only if he comprehends it. Otherwise, he is not qualified to be his apprentice at all. Do what you think, not just say it.

"Do you understand?" Lao Wang asked again when the tofu and fish head soup came out of the pot.

The disciples around still didn't answer, but the expressions on their faces changed slightly. When Old Wang saw this situation, he smiled knowingly. He was just a guide, and they had to walk the rest of the way by themselves.

Lao Wang cooked a total of four dishes and one soup, and he couldn't eat too much. As a chef, what he hates most is other people's waste of food.

"Think about it carefully." After Lao Wang finished speaking, he walked to Lin Xiao's No. 1 box with a few helpers who served the food.

"Lao Wang." Lin Xiao greeted Lao Wang with a smile when he sat in the box and saw Lao Wang coming.

"I said, Xiao Lin has been very busy recently. He hasn't even set foot in the farm. Even if my hands are itchy and want to cook, no one eats it." Wang Zhi smiled when he saw Lin Xiao. As the head chef of Box No. 1, he originally thought that he would die of old age in the countryside like this, and his life's skills would be brought into the coffin.

"Old Wang, sit down." Seeing that the food was ready, Lin Xiao served two bowls of rice. Lao Wang and Huang Tao had already eaten, and Lin Xiao didn't think about them.

"Xiaoxiao eat." Lin Xiao put the rice in front of Xiaoxiao.

"Thank you Brother Lin." Xiaoxiao called out sweetly.

"Oh, it's no wonder I had to come to the farm, so I went to hook up with a little girl." Seeing Lin Xiao taking care of Lin Xiaoxiao like this, Old Wang teased.

"Go, go, how can you be as virtuous as Huang Tao? This is my sister." Lin Xiao looked at Lao Wang speechlessly. When did Lao Wang become like this, and he likes to tease others. Could it be that he was infected by Huang Tao?

"Sister Qing?" Old Wang had a smirk on his lips.

Xiao Xiao was embarrassed by Lao Wang's words, a blush flashed across her face, and she glanced at Lin Xiao shyly.

"Don't talk nonsense, what kind of sister, how old are you, and you still have the nerve to laugh at me if you haven't found a woman?" Lin Xiao glanced at Old Wang with contempt.

Lao Wang's face was flushed by Lin Xiao's words. He used to have no girls who liked him because of a knot in his heart. He just guarded his one-acre three-point land every day, in front of other kinds of homeboys, and he was older. After that, no matchmaker came to the door.

"Haha, I'm still shy." The sharp-eyed Lin Xiao immediately laughed when he saw Lao Wang's face blushing.

"Huh, let's not talk, I'm leaving first." Old Wang felt that he couldn't stay any longer, and there was a little girl at the scene, so she lost all face, so he got up and walked outside, looking annoyed.

"Hahaha." Seeing Lao Wang's appearance, Lin Xiao laughed heartlessly.

"Brother Lin." Lin Xiaoxiao saw that Lin Xiao was so smug, she pulled down his sleeve.

"Okay, let's eat. Old Wang's craftsmanship is the best in our farm." Lin Xiao restrained his smile and said to Xiaoxiao.

"Well, brother Xiao Lin, you can eat too." Lin Xiaoxiao's stomach growled with hunger, and she picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of braised pork.

"It's delicious." After Lin Xiaoxiao ate a piece of braised pork, she couldn't stop, she kept stretching out her chopsticks, and the bowl of rice also decreased.

Lin Xiao looked at Xiaoxiao with a smile, and brought her food from time to time. Seeing Xiaoxiao eating so happily made her feel much happier.

A meal passed without knowing it, Xiaoxiao rarely ate two bowls of rice, for her, this was the most comfortable meal she had in the past few years, she almost stretched herself out, feeling worried abdomen.

"What's wrong?" Lin Xiao asked strangely.

"I'm going to lose weight again, I eat too much." Xiaoxiao said with a sad face.

"White and chubby are the only good-looking ones." Seeing Xiaoxiao, Lin Xiao was about to turn into a bone spirit, and she wanted to lose weight.

"Hmph, don't." Xiaoxiao snorted.

"You're so skinny, you should eat more." Lin Xiao glanced at Xiaoxiao reproachfully.

"Don't be fat, it's so ugly." Xiaoxiao said coquettishly.

"Okay, okay, let's go, go to your sister-in-law first, she should be in Neizhuang at this time, and take you to enjoy the scenery of the farm by the way." Lin Xiao checked the time, it was only around three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Yeah, my sister-in-law must be very beautiful." Xiaoxiao put her hands together and looked at Lin Xiao expectantly.

"You will know when the time comes." Lin Xiao chuckled and said nothing.Lin Xiao's mental power had already covered the entire farm. He didn't feel Luo Qingya's aura in the outer village, so Lin Xiao took Xiaoxiao to the inner village. Along the way, Lin Xiao introduced the style of the farm, making Xiaoxiao Yelling and amazed, Lin Xiao felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart. (To be continued.)