The mother planet secretly transformed without telling us

In this environment, it is extremely simple to distinguish a rich person from a poor girl with a lot of money - see how many subordinate friends he has, why don't you invite them to dinner, and how to raise a child before a disaster happens? A truth.

How many subordinates have been tossing and turning in distress all night after being treated to a meal, unable to sleep, because without him, it is so delicious that three or two subordinates whose physical fitness has been strengthened several times can easily eat the rations of several classes!

A false treat is to exchange a cup for a cup and to give in. A real treat is to gobble the meat of exotic animals without even raising one's head.

Don't look at the tenderness of these girls present, as gentle as the wind blowing in the willows. The king of Chu was ecstatic when he saw it. All of them who came to the dinner table were heroes among women and hard-blooded real men!

Li Cang sighed silently. The workload was visibly heavy. How on earth could Aunt Kong cope with us?

And this is only one, the other is, don’t think that a professional chef’s walk-in refrigerator will contain a lot of ready-made meals that you can’t wait to eat at the click of a button, don’t dream!

In the huge, even empty kitchen, Li Cang opened the refrigerator and cold storage doors. At that time, everyone else was dumbfounded. What is this, a seasoning exhibition?

Because of the Li Cang quartet, Rao Qifang's place is basically Kong Jingqiao's second home. He eats here much more often than Kong Jingqiao himself. The raw materials are all available and all kinds of bottles and cans are neatly arranged. , from southern milk and northern milk to pickled vegetables, from salted egg and preserved eggs to pickled cucumber and spicy cabbage, the standard jars and jars fill up an entire cold storage and more than a dozen rows of tall shelves. There are more than a dozen salted duck eggs alone. Jars, those made with brine, those made from yellow mud, those made from plant ash.

There are hundreds of jars in neat order, and the divisions are quite accurate. Unfortunately, there is not even a label, and Li Cang doesn't recognize many things at all.

The walk-in refrigerator is filled with various semi-finished seasonings such as sauces and oils. The cold storage is filled with various pickles and dried fruits. Another commonly used six-door refrigerator is filled with juices, wines, milk, etc. snacks such as bread and cakes.

So the question is, where are the fresh vegetables and meats placed if they are not in the refrigerator?

Speaking of which, he usually went to the kitchen to join in, but now he couldn't even find a vegetable leaf, and he was stuck on the first step.

Li Cang suddenly had an idea and grabbed the landline phone in the kitchen——

"Hello?"

"Master Li Cang? Hello! What do you need?"

"i! need! help! now!"

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In about five minutes, someone knocked on the side door of the kitchen that was directly connected to the outside of the villa. Rows of push carts were pushed in, loaded with a variety of fresh vegetables, meat, seafood and other raw materials. Shui'er was wearing a white chef's uniform and a high hat. This was a scene that Aunt Kong had never seen at home.

One thing to say, Li Cang is so happy!

Before I could be happy, I saw Jin Yujing standing upright next to another door with a row of melon seeds.

"You cheated! Don't be lazy!"

"I want to eat Teacher Cang's cooking, but you order takeout!"

"Li Cang, doesn't your conscience hurt?"

"Hey, those guys wearing hats!" Jin Yujing's smile revealed a threat: "You don't want to lose your job, right?"

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Several chefs wanted to say that they had never started a business. From the time they were assigned to work at Instructor Rao's house, none of them were allowed to survive even a bowl of sugar water. Who dared to work in Kong Jing's house? What a coincidence that a big shot in the industry appears in front of her, eagerly waiting for her to be in a good mood and teach everyone some tricks!

I was thinking so in my heart, but I didn't dare to say it directly. A middle-aged chef said with a spring breeze: "How can it be possible? How can it be! Don't get me wrong, we are just here to deliver some ingredients to Young Master Li Cang and help with cooking. It's just a start. It's not our turn to take charge of your family banquet. We can't do it. It won't taste like home."

"That's right! Pick vegetables and leaves, kill a fish or something, nothing else, absolutely nothing else!"

"Hmph, keep an eye on them!"

Jin Yujing was still uneasy, so she threw out an undercover Song Qiangqiu and walked away humming a song happily.

Li Cang wanted to cry but had no tears, and the chef wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Young Master, what should we do now?"

"Don't call me young master, call me a poor young man!"

Song Qiang found a chair to sit on, supervising really meticulously.

"Teacher Cang, I remember you once guest-starred as a kebab master when our school organized a group activity. Everyone misses your skills very much!"

"Get the bamboo shoots, you guys," Li Cang complained. He could still make a few home-cooked Northeastern dishes, but he wasn't particularly in a hurry. "There's a whole room of people waiting to eat, and you want me to grill you skewers?"

"Hey, you were so popular back then. A group of beautiful ladies were rushing to fan the flames. You were grilling in the left and right ovens. You were so transparent that I couldn't even hold a skewer on the skewers. How could I catch you? Come on, whatever you say today must come true!"

"Don't make it so straightforward about deliberate retaliation. If I remember correctly, we seem to be in the next class, right? I'm baking alone, and the students in my own class don't have enough points. And where do these beautiful ladies come from?"

"Hey, do you want me to show you the photo? Or when you finish serving the food later, I can send it to Moments for comparison?"

Change the topic, now and now!

"How did you get to the base? Have you been with Yisong Jiaojiao and the others?"

"About the same. When the disaster happened, Jiaojiao and I were walking on the street and we happened to meet Wu Yisong. Oh, Xu Zhenfen is in your class, right? He was having an engagement party, and Yisong went back to Yanchuan that day to attend his engagement party. We ran into him just as he came out of the hotel gate."

Throughout high school, only the three remaining classes had been alone on the left staircase on the 6th floor, guarding the edge of the teaching building, while the other side was for other grades, so the hundreds of students in several classes were familiar with each other and had a particularly good relationship. As a result, Li Cang couldn't tell which of the more than 100 students were from his class and which were from the neighboring class when he recalled it now.

"Xu Xu what?"

Li Cang was embarrassed, he really had no impression of this person.

"Xu Dafen!" Song Qiang threw out a nickname, "He's the middle-aged literary youth who always contributes to Shanyun Weekly and gets paid 122 yuan a month!"

"Oh, I remember he's engaged? Also at the base?"

"Not."

"Ahem!" Li Cang stopped the topic and changed to a more cheerful way, "Speaking of which, Yisong didn't pursue you at first, so why is Jiaojiao pursuing him? What's going on?"

"Great! It turns out that you, Li Dashuai, are so gossipy! You and Master Wang are really like-minded life confidants!"

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