Cao Cao's chef

Chapter 39

As the feeding time approached, Guo Jia also came back to help, and Wang Yong gave Liu Li an hour before going back to pack his bags.Of course, he also brought him a pot helmet back.

"At noon, eat this?" Guo Jia looked at Guokui curiously, it was the first time he had seen such a big and thick bread.In other words, before the owner 'invented' pasta, he had never seen such a big food.

Fortunately, this is not the super-thick and super-big one in Shaanxi or Gansu, otherwise Wang Yong would doubt whether Guo Jia could hold it.Even now, she seems to have a little trouble holding it.

"I still need to continue to exercise!" Wang Yong shook his head, learning to cook, what should I do if I don't have enough strength?Most of the Chinese cuisines are basically related to wrist strength, especially for flipping pots, which requires not only strength but also enough endurance.

Otherwise, the distribution of firepower will be uneven, no matter how good the knife skills and seasoning are, you will probably be an intermediate chef in this life.

"Sorry..." Guo Jia didn't become confident because of her career as an official. The character of 'shyness' seems to be imprinted in her genes. Even if Wang Yong was actually teasing, she would think it was disgusting, and then instinctively to apologize.

"Learn a little more confidently, you didn't do anything wrong!" Seeing this, Wang Yong comforted him.If conditions permit, I should touch her head, but I was cooking just now, and my hands are all oily, so it's not easy to dirty other people's hair.

Chefs, in fact, that's it, the smell of oily smoke all over the body, many women don't want to be chefs, and this is also the reason.

"Yes..." Guo Jia lowered her head shyly, and replied weakly, with a little joy in her tone.

Four or ten minutes later, Liu Li came back and brought some of his personal belongings.It could be seen that she came back in a hurry, and when she returned to the store, she was still out of breath.Just looking at him squatting, mouth slightly open, cheeks slightly rosy, it is hard to imagine that he is a man.

"Wow... Liu Li, are you really a boy?" Seeing this, Guo Jia couldn't help exclaiming, "You are obviously cuter than many girls!"

"I'm a boy!" Liu Li replied affirmatively, "Father has always placed high hopes on me, hoping that I can, as a man, perform better than women!"

In fact, what your father said is the actual performance, not even the appearance... Wang Yong complained in his heart.

"Wuyou, what's delicious for lunch?" A familiar voice came from outside the door, and a few familiar figures walked into the shop. It seemed that the Yamen was actually a lower Yamen...it seemed a little early.

"Why is it so fast?" Wang Yong asked curiously.

"Meng De said that the time to go to the office will be advanced in the future, so give us half an hour for lunch." Cao Ren laughed.

"That is to say, starting today, we have officially changed to a three-meal system! Of course, Meng De also asked me to tell Wuyou that the yamen is still only responsible for providing two meals!" Cheng Yu walked in slowly.

"So, I have to prepare quickly in the future, otherwise you will have no lunch!" Wang Yong nodded in understanding.

"So, what's delicious today?" Xun Yu's head was exposed.

"We eat Guokui today, three yuan per person, a bowl of regular soup, and a small dish of pickled mustard!" Wang Yong replied.

"Mustard?" Many people seem to be a little curious when they hear this word for the first time.

"A variant of mustard greens, I bought some before and pickled them." Wang Yong replied.

"The problem is this..." Xun Yu patted the table directly, "This is no different from the steamed buns in the morning! It's even worse than the steamed buns, it's hard!"

Apparently, someone who had eaten steamed buns for three days vented his resentment towards the steamed buns on Guokui.

"You can eat this with dipping sauce, or you can cut a hole and eat mustard in the middle! Believe me, the experience is completely different!" Wang Yong said slowly.

Xun Yu didn't say anything, just tried it silently.After he ate the mustard with Guokui, he felt that the taste was okay, but the satisfaction in his heart still had no place to vent, and he continued to complain: "The dough is too hard!"

"So you can consider tearing the pot helmet into small pieces and soaking it in the soup until it softens before eating. This soup is the beef bone soup I boiled early in the morning. I added carrots and water chestnuts. It is very sweet! "Wang Yong naturally has countermeasures.

"Yan, don't make such unreasonable troubles. The method given by the shop owner can indeed make Guokui taste much better." Cao Cao, who arrived at the end, couldn't see it, and reminded him directly.

"It's just that I always feel that I can't satisfy myself..." Xun Yu could only sit down when he heard the words, and said aggrievedly while trying to make soup to eat.

"Based on the current resources in the kitchen, I can only provide such meals, but!" Wang Yong looked at Xun Yu, "If you are willing to add twenty Wen, I can provide a bowl of oil tea, or add ten Wen Instead of a bowl of pimple soup, you can soak the pot kui with camellia or pimple soup to eat!"

The so-called bubble tea is nothing more than oil tea steamed buns, a common traditional snack in Shaanxi.Camellia oleifera is directly boiled with peanut residue, sesame seeds, and flour. As for the peanut oil residue, it was brought over by Wen Ming about half an hour ago. Earlier, Wang Yong had asked him to help buy some.At the same time, there are also four hens that have arrived and have been raised in the chicken coop.

"Worriless, are you waiting for me?" Xun Yu looked at Wang Yong meaningfully.

"That's not the case!" Guo Jia came out with oil tea, "There is a daily quota for the food expenses in the canteen! Two pieces of pot helmets, soup and pickled mustard just reach this quota. If there is more, there is no way to pay the bill." !"

It seems that when talking with Xun Yu, Guo Jia will not stutter, and he really is the one who opens up his heart.

After a pause, he smiled and said, "But this bowl, I'll treat you!"

"Yuanyuan, you are the best indeed! I'm sorry before, but we are still good friends, right?" Xun Yu immediately grabbed Guo Jia's hands with emotion, and said with tears in his eyes.

"Of course, we have always been good friends!" Guo Jia also replied, and the previous rift was immediately repaired.

"So that's how it is...the owner is really evil." Cheng Yu watched the three people's 'performance', and smiled meaningfully, "That can't be helped, owner, give me a bowl of oil tea too!"

Not only Cheng Yu, but also a bowl of camellia oleifera if possible. He could smell the fragrance of peanuts and sesame seeds from a distance, and instinctively wanted to taste it.The fact did not disappoint them either. After soaking the pot kui in the camellia oil until soft, scoop it up and eat it with a spoon. The taste is really good and it is easy to eat.

The one who was really depressed was Dian Wei. She didn't have much money, and the food was for five people. She had only worked for a few days.Fortunately, she cares more about whether it can fill her stomach than whether it tastes good.

"This bowl is my treat!" Wang Yong put a bowl of camellia oleifera next to Dian Wei, "Sponsored by pure friendship!"

　Ask for collection, ask for recommendation, ask for reward/investment, ask for book list!

　　Thanks to the book friend 'My Old Swan' for the reward!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)