I Make Games To Restore Chinese Civilization

Gu Qiu is like a treasure.

The more you dig, the more new wealth you can discover!

Dong Chaohe just looked at Gu Qiu in a daze, with strange eyes.

Gu Qiu panicked a little.

"Could it be that what you said just now was serious?"

"That's right, he probably didn't do it on purpose. After all, the inheritance of this world is cut off. He can make these things in a blank space, which is already considered good."

He coughed twice, wanting to go back and make up for it.

"Well, Master Dong, you..."

rub!

Dong Chaohe suddenly grabbed Gu Qiu's arm and asked through gritted teeth.

"Is what you just said true?"

"yes."

Gu Qiu nodded subconsciously, he did not do "Happy Kitchen" for nothing.

"Walk!"

Dong Chaohe took Gu Qiu and walked to the back kitchen.

He spins around the stove all the year round, and his strength is astonishing.

Gu Qiu guessed what he was going to do, sighed, and followed.

The old Han and the others looked at each other, and they all saw a lot of interest in each other's eyes!

Come to have a meal, can you still see such a scene?

Sure enough, following Gu Qiu, I can see all kinds of strange things!

If such a good show is missed, they probably won't be able to eat for half a year!

A few people hurriedly followed behind, each little old man, his footsteps were faster than the young man.

In the back kitchen, it is in full swing.

Dong Chaohe's status is detached, and when they entered the kitchen, those people were respectful.

He scanned the kitchen twice, and saw a carp that was alive and kicking.

"Carp, what should I do?"

He looked at Gu Qiu eagerly, and his tightly clenched fists showed his nervousness.

"What are you going to do?"

Gu Qiu asked back.

Dong Chaohe looked slightly embarrassed.

"Fried fish fillets."

His unique skill lies in frying the top. For so many years, he has been studying this skill hard, hoping to reach the peak.

"Fried fish fillets, with carp?"

Gu Qiu shook his head: "Carp is not good."

"Why?"

"The meat is too soft and has too many thorns, it's not suitable."

Gu Qiu took it for granted, but Dong Chaohe's eyes lit up.

Those help cooks are basically Dong Chaohe's apprentices.

They watched this scene with stunned eyes.

My grumpy chef actually asked a young man about cooking again!

And from the looks of it, there was a hint of respect!

Is the sun coming out in the west?

You know, Dong Chaohe once sent someone to find fault with his cooking because someone was jealous of his business, and sent that person to the hospital on the spot!

Who is this handsome guy in front of him?

"Then tell me, what kind of fish should be used!"

Dong Chaohe's voice became urgent.

"Grass carp or mandarin fish, these two kinds of fish have few bones and tender meat, so they are suitable for making fish fillets."

Gu Qiu said casually.

Dong Chaohe clapped his hands and said pleasantly, "That's right, why didn't I think of that!"

His breathing became short of breath.

Looking at Gu Qiu's eyes became more and more eager!

"You guide by the side, and I will do it, okay?"

His voice trembled slightly, with obvious nervousness, as if he was afraid that Gu Qiu would refuse.

It was a feeling of longing for it, but also afraid that the bamboo basket would be empty.

Gu Qiu suddenly understood him.

The kind of chasing after one thing all your life, and suddenly find that thing is close at hand.

Nervous, joyful, and apprehensive.

Gu Qiu smiled.

"Okay, I'll tell you next to me, you do as I tell you."

"Okay, just wait for me!"

Dong Chao and his obedient ones looked like a child who had just started an apprenticeship, and his words to Gu Qiu were full of respect!

A nearly 60-year-old state banquet chef is so respectful to a 20-year-old young man!

Treat it like a teacher!

His apprentices stood beside him, not even daring to breathe, each of them was filled with astonishment, looking at the scene before them in disbelief.

Not far away, Professor Lin sighed: "Today is really eye-opening."

Mr. Han nodded and echoed, "I'm really curious, what kind of family can raise such a child."

"Could it be that some hermit family didn't succeed?"

...

Dong Chaohe changed into his chef uniform, and meticulously took out the special knives.

Like a devout believer.

"let's start."

He earnestly said to Gu Qiu.

"good."

Gu Qiu nodded: "Slice the fish first!"

Dong Chaohe took out a mandarin fish and flipped it with both hands.

He has practiced knife skills all his life, and the knife shines continuously, and soon a mandarin fish is deboned, punctured, and cut into slices of moderate thickness.

"Bashing the fillets."

Gu Qiu said softly.

"Sizing?"

Dong Chao and Lengzheng didn't understand.

Gu Qiu quickly explained: "Rinse with water first!"

Dong Chaohe hurriedly followed suit!

"Drain the water and put it on a plate!"

"Add salt and pepper to taste."

"Open the raw egg, remove the yellow and remove the green, and put it in."

"Put the dry starch in again and grab it evenly!"

Dong Chaohe's breathing gradually became heavy!

Every step Gu Qiu said was something he had never heard before!

But his decades of experience as a chef told him that doing so would definitely work!

Genius, genius ideas and creativity!

His face was slightly red from excitement, but the movements of his hands were not bad at all.

The people in the kitchen have already looked stupid!