Chef Mad Queen
Chapter 1610
Chapter 1610
Before the two of them entered the room, they could only hear the voices of two women arguing inside:
"You are just a luthier, how can you marry brother Zixiang?!"
"I can't marry? Then you can? You can marry me!"
"You... what nonsense are you talking about?"
"I'm not talking nonsense, you obviously like my husband, right?!"
"Nonsense, I don't like brother Zixiang!"
"Don't like it? Why don't you like your blushing?! It's clearly what I said!"
It was clearly the voices of Yanyou and Shi Lingxi in the room. Feng Qian subconsciously looked at Young Master Xiang, only to see him waving his sleeves and pushing open the door, and asked coldly, "What are you arguing about?"
When Lingxi saw Young Master Xiang coming in, he was too frightened to speak, Yanyou also put away his previous appearance, and smiled gently: "Sister Lingxi came to talk to me, but we talked too loudly? "
Shi Lingxi pouted secretly, and said, "Hypocrisy."
Seeing this scene, Feng Qian immediately opened her mouth to smooth things over: "Well... Isn't Mrs. Shaoge Master going to learn how to cook? The kitchen is already vacant, and I'm just waiting for you."
Shi Lingxi added another sentence: "The wife of the master of the pavilion can't even cook, it's a shame."
Yanyou turned to look at Shi Lingxi, and asked, "So sister Lingxi can cook?"
"will not."
It was frighteningly candid.
"Then don't join in the fun." Young Master Xiang said, "Isn't Madam going? Do you want to continue chatting with Linger?"
Hearing what Young Master Xiang said, Yan You followed Feng Qian to the kitchen, when Lingxi also wanted to go, but was stopped by Young Master Xiang: "Why are you going?"
"Look at Sister Feng teaching cooking."
"Don't mess around, stay in the room and don't make trouble anymore."
Shi Lingxi always obeyed her cousin, and since Young Master Xiang said so, she had no choice but to be obedient.It's just that Ren followed Young Master Xiang, and Yanyou left. She had to take advantage of this gap to find out what the new cousin and cousin are doing now.
Feng Qian took Yanyou away, and first told her to go back and change clothes, and she went back to get something, which was the kitchen utensils she and Archer bought when they were shopping.
She found this on the street, and she racked her brains to think of what to teach Yanyou for the first dish.
The first dish for a novice to learn should not be too complicated. It is best to have a great sense of accomplishment after learning it. By the way, you can overcome your fear and really fall in love with cooking.
She searched several street shops before she found this special kitchen utensil.
Feng Qian came to the kitchen as promised, Yanyou was already waiting for her there.
"Queen Fengqian."
Yanyou shouted.
"You should follow the young pavilion master and call me Miss Feng, but..." Feng Qian looked Yanyou up and down, "Young madam, is this going to war, wrapped up so tightly?"
Yanyou was probably really afraid of cooking, so he covered his whole body with only his eyes, and even wore thin sheepskin gloves on his hands. Fortunately, it was winter. If it was summer, he would have been scorched by the heat fainted.
"I, I'm a little afraid of oil splashing." Yanyou said with some embarrassment, if it burns on her body, the new little cousin will definitely laugh at her again.
Feng Qian said strangely: "But your bowl of tomato and egg soup this morning has a thick layer of oily flowers on it."
"That stuff was put in later. I put it all away when I saw the seasoning in the kitchen. I smelled it and it was okay, but I didn't expect everyone to drink it..." Yanyou said a little embarrassed.
It turned out to be like this, no wonder the bowl of soup contained all five flavors, and the taste mixed in the end was even better than that of swill!
Fengqian immediately decided that the first step in teaching Yanyou is to make her realize that cooking is not so scary.
"If you wear so much, it will affect your performance. I promise that I will never let the oil splash on you for a while, so you can rest assured."
With Feng Qian's reassurance, Yanyou took off the scarf around her neck, the scarf wrapped around her head and the gloves on her hands.
"Roll up your coat sleeves."
Following Feng Qian's instructions, Yanyou carefully rolled up her sleeves and put on her apron, and then she became a refreshing little cook.
"Miss Feng, what are we doing today?"
"Make the most basic, but also the most practical snack." Feng smiled mysteriously, and she pointed to the round iron plate on the table and said.
This is the special kitchen utensil she was looking for.
"Isn't this an iron plate for making pancakes?" Yanyou has also seen this object on the street. The pancakes made from it are usually sold by hawkers as dry food for the journey. They are hard and dry, if it is not convenient for storage and affordable , I am afraid that no one will eat it on an ordinary day.
But today, is Feng Qian going to teach her how to make pancakes?
"No, no, what we are going to do today is an upgraded version of pancakes." Feng Qian shook her finger and said, "Panbing Guozi, a snack that makes everyone crazy."
Feng Qian also wore an apron. Various raw materials have been prepared on the long chopping board according to her instructions, and now she is going to start teaching from scratch.
In fact, Feng Qian chose to teach Yanyou this because of selfishness.
The last time she and Ziyun were cooking on the boat, there was something wrong with the batter of the fried chicken cutlet she made, but the more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong. The flour used for the batter had an obvious musty smell, and the batter It was Yanyou who made it up again. Could it be that she can't even distinguish moldy flour?Or on purpose?
But they have just met, so what good will it do Feng Qian to make a fool of herself?
This matter has troubled her for a long time, Feng Qian simply decided to test it out today, so that she could feel completely at ease.
She quietly pushed the specially prepared moldy flour forward, cleared her throat and said, "Let's make the batter first!"
Yanyou felt dizzy looking at the many preparations on the table, she said with a mournful face: "Miss Feng, is it so complicated?"
"It's not complicated, it's not complicated, it's just a few steps, and it's not as thick as your piano score." Feng Qian pushed her to stand in front of the case, and pointed, "Can you recognize which one is flour, which one is mung bean powder, Which is soybean flour?"
"Based on the color, I can still tell the difference."
"Actually, it depends on the taste. Now just mix them in a ratio of one to one."
Feng Qian clasped her hands aside and said.She stared at Yanyou carefully, who was smelling all kinds of powder on the table one by one.
"This mung bean flour is delicious. So is soybean flour. It's just that the flour tastes weird." Yanyou said, and she asked with a little doubt, "The flour on the boat last time also tasted like this, or is this the smell of this thing? "
Feng Qian pretended to be surprised and said, "Does it smell?"
She sniffed it lightly, then immediately covered her nose and said, "It's moldy, I'll have someone change it."
Feng Qian called someone to tell me how to change the flour, thinking that this Yanyou is really a kitchen rookie, but thinking about it carefully, it is true, looking at the slender and tender hands of the other party, I am afraid that he has nothing to do except playing the piano all day long. over other.
(End of this chapter)
Before the two of them entered the room, they could only hear the voices of two women arguing inside:
"You are just a luthier, how can you marry brother Zixiang?!"
"I can't marry? Then you can? You can marry me!"
"You... what nonsense are you talking about?"
"I'm not talking nonsense, you obviously like my husband, right?!"
"Nonsense, I don't like brother Zixiang!"
"Don't like it? Why don't you like your blushing?! It's clearly what I said!"
It was clearly the voices of Yanyou and Shi Lingxi in the room. Feng Qian subconsciously looked at Young Master Xiang, only to see him waving his sleeves and pushing open the door, and asked coldly, "What are you arguing about?"
When Lingxi saw Young Master Xiang coming in, he was too frightened to speak, Yanyou also put away his previous appearance, and smiled gently: "Sister Lingxi came to talk to me, but we talked too loudly? "
Shi Lingxi pouted secretly, and said, "Hypocrisy."
Seeing this scene, Feng Qian immediately opened her mouth to smooth things over: "Well... Isn't Mrs. Shaoge Master going to learn how to cook? The kitchen is already vacant, and I'm just waiting for you."
Shi Lingxi added another sentence: "The wife of the master of the pavilion can't even cook, it's a shame."
Yanyou turned to look at Shi Lingxi, and asked, "So sister Lingxi can cook?"
"will not."
It was frighteningly candid.
"Then don't join in the fun." Young Master Xiang said, "Isn't Madam going? Do you want to continue chatting with Linger?"
Hearing what Young Master Xiang said, Yan You followed Feng Qian to the kitchen, when Lingxi also wanted to go, but was stopped by Young Master Xiang: "Why are you going?"
"Look at Sister Feng teaching cooking."
"Don't mess around, stay in the room and don't make trouble anymore."
Shi Lingxi always obeyed her cousin, and since Young Master Xiang said so, she had no choice but to be obedient.It's just that Ren followed Young Master Xiang, and Yanyou left. She had to take advantage of this gap to find out what the new cousin and cousin are doing now.
Feng Qian took Yanyou away, and first told her to go back and change clothes, and she went back to get something, which was the kitchen utensils she and Archer bought when they were shopping.
She found this on the street, and she racked her brains to think of what to teach Yanyou for the first dish.
The first dish for a novice to learn should not be too complicated. It is best to have a great sense of accomplishment after learning it. By the way, you can overcome your fear and really fall in love with cooking.
She searched several street shops before she found this special kitchen utensil.
Feng Qian came to the kitchen as promised, Yanyou was already waiting for her there.
"Queen Fengqian."
Yanyou shouted.
"You should follow the young pavilion master and call me Miss Feng, but..." Feng Qian looked Yanyou up and down, "Young madam, is this going to war, wrapped up so tightly?"
Yanyou was probably really afraid of cooking, so he covered his whole body with only his eyes, and even wore thin sheepskin gloves on his hands. Fortunately, it was winter. If it was summer, he would have been scorched by the heat fainted.
"I, I'm a little afraid of oil splashing." Yanyou said with some embarrassment, if it burns on her body, the new little cousin will definitely laugh at her again.
Feng Qian said strangely: "But your bowl of tomato and egg soup this morning has a thick layer of oily flowers on it."
"That stuff was put in later. I put it all away when I saw the seasoning in the kitchen. I smelled it and it was okay, but I didn't expect everyone to drink it..." Yanyou said a little embarrassed.
It turned out to be like this, no wonder the bowl of soup contained all five flavors, and the taste mixed in the end was even better than that of swill!
Fengqian immediately decided that the first step in teaching Yanyou is to make her realize that cooking is not so scary.
"If you wear so much, it will affect your performance. I promise that I will never let the oil splash on you for a while, so you can rest assured."
With Feng Qian's reassurance, Yanyou took off the scarf around her neck, the scarf wrapped around her head and the gloves on her hands.
"Roll up your coat sleeves."
Following Feng Qian's instructions, Yanyou carefully rolled up her sleeves and put on her apron, and then she became a refreshing little cook.
"Miss Feng, what are we doing today?"
"Make the most basic, but also the most practical snack." Feng smiled mysteriously, and she pointed to the round iron plate on the table and said.
This is the special kitchen utensil she was looking for.
"Isn't this an iron plate for making pancakes?" Yanyou has also seen this object on the street. The pancakes made from it are usually sold by hawkers as dry food for the journey. They are hard and dry, if it is not convenient for storage and affordable , I am afraid that no one will eat it on an ordinary day.
But today, is Feng Qian going to teach her how to make pancakes?
"No, no, what we are going to do today is an upgraded version of pancakes." Feng Qian shook her finger and said, "Panbing Guozi, a snack that makes everyone crazy."
Feng Qian also wore an apron. Various raw materials have been prepared on the long chopping board according to her instructions, and now she is going to start teaching from scratch.
In fact, Feng Qian chose to teach Yanyou this because of selfishness.
The last time she and Ziyun were cooking on the boat, there was something wrong with the batter of the fried chicken cutlet she made, but the more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong. The flour used for the batter had an obvious musty smell, and the batter It was Yanyou who made it up again. Could it be that she can't even distinguish moldy flour?Or on purpose?
But they have just met, so what good will it do Feng Qian to make a fool of herself?
This matter has troubled her for a long time, Feng Qian simply decided to test it out today, so that she could feel completely at ease.
She quietly pushed the specially prepared moldy flour forward, cleared her throat and said, "Let's make the batter first!"
Yanyou felt dizzy looking at the many preparations on the table, she said with a mournful face: "Miss Feng, is it so complicated?"
"It's not complicated, it's not complicated, it's just a few steps, and it's not as thick as your piano score." Feng Qian pushed her to stand in front of the case, and pointed, "Can you recognize which one is flour, which one is mung bean powder, Which is soybean flour?"
"Based on the color, I can still tell the difference."
"Actually, it depends on the taste. Now just mix them in a ratio of one to one."
Feng Qian clasped her hands aside and said.She stared at Yanyou carefully, who was smelling all kinds of powder on the table one by one.
"This mung bean flour is delicious. So is soybean flour. It's just that the flour tastes weird." Yanyou said, and she asked with a little doubt, "The flour on the boat last time also tasted like this, or is this the smell of this thing? "
Feng Qian pretended to be surprised and said, "Does it smell?"
She sniffed it lightly, then immediately covered her nose and said, "It's moldy, I'll have someone change it."
Feng Qian called someone to tell me how to change the flour, thinking that this Yanyou is really a kitchen rookie, but thinking about it carefully, it is true, looking at the slender and tender hands of the other party, I am afraid that he has nothing to do except playing the piano all day long. over other.
(End of this chapter)
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