Interstellar Chef Raising a Baby

In the end, there were 18 children who agreed to set up a stall, and one group was three.

When they came to the cafeteria, there was obvious tension and anxiety on their faces.

They don't know whether such a choice is right or wrong, but since they are here, they can't escape.

Fortunately, when they saw Liu Weiwei in the cafeteria, the children breathed a sigh of relief. She was more merciful than those instructors.

Yang Likun has been working in the canteen for several months, and he has become more and more like an uncle chef. He smiled when he saw someone coming to the canteen. He waited for everyone to eat every day, and then received all kinds of admiration.

Xu Hui is also a mother, and she automatically carries a sense of intimacy on her body.

Among the eighteen children, only one of Zhang Cong became nervous, looking at Liu Weiwei and Xu Hui with a strange expression.

"You come to draw lots, and then follow the corresponding robots to different tables to learn." Yang Likun took a step forward and asked the robots to hand out the lottery box.

Everyone quickly took their place.

Military management in the past few days has obviously improved their operational efficiency a lot, and they are very obedient to commands.

Liu Weiwei is in charge of the cabbage and pork dumplings, and Yang Likun is in charge of teaching the cabbage big wonton.

Others are taken care of by the robots.

However, when Liu Weiwei went to the well-divided venue, Zhang Congzhi's very unfriendly look was never expected.

Of the three children who got dumplings, Zhang Cong unexpectedly, and two girls who were obviously more timid.

"Are you the chef in that shop outside the military area?" Zhang Congzhi was full of vigilance.

Liu Weiwei smiled, "Kid, is there any problem?"

Zhang Congzhi's expression was obviously a little frozen, but he didn't speak, and he shook his head and retreated to the girl's side.

Liu Weiwei did not continue to embarrass him.

"The dumpling stall you are in charge of at the snack street. Let's learn the simplest cabbage and pork dumplings first. If you master it, then learn other fillings. The main principle is the same."

"First, minced meat."

While she was explaining, the robot moved a two-meter-high pork freezer to the side.

Liu Weiwei opened the freezer and took out a piece of pork inside.

"In order to preserve, we usually freeze these large pieces of meat, so we need to defrost it now. Put it in warm water or in a thermostat, you can adjust it to the defrosting mode, and put the pork in the basin for a minute or two. "

The basic equipment of the military canteen is quite complete.

Liu Weiwei demonstrated the operation of the defrosting incubator and took out the tender pork strips.

"Pork for dumpling stuffing is usually not too fat, but refined meat is better. This piece of meat has pork skin. We cut it off first, but we don’t need to throw it away. Then we can leave it for roast pork skin to eat, which is crispy and fragrant. For other dishes, you can squeeze lard."

She moved very fluently. With a single cut, the pork strips with the arm's length had separated from the skin and the flesh, and the knife edge was clear and smooth.

This hand can also surprise everyone in front of ordinary adults, not to mention the children who have not even eaten ordinary dishes a few times before.

All three children looked up at her.

The faces of the two little girls were clearly shocked, and Zhang Congzhi's stern face also had a trace of cracks.

Liu Weiwei thought for many days, but she didn't know what way to educate bear children.

She found that everyone has different ways of educating children because of their different backgrounds.

For example, Doctor Bu is partial to theory and talks about everything, but if he really lets him take a child, he can't even deal with crying meat buns.

And Major Qin and Fatty, who grew up in the barracks, felt that the use of force could correct the crooked child.

But yesterday she met Zhen Li and them again, and Xu Hui and them kept looking at her with admiring eyes. She wanted to study with her in the back kitchen, so she suddenly had an idea.

Perhaps for a child, the more he wants to educate him, the more rebellious he will be.

But if you can let the other party admire her as soon as you make a move, it will be different.

Children always like to imitate, especially the objects they admire. This is why many educational theories say that parents should be role models for their children.

Unconsciously, children will learn from those close to them and those who look up to.

Liu Weiwei was holding the knife and suddenly felt full of confidence.

If it was before, she would definitely choose to put the meat strips in the cooking machine and grind them directly into minced meat.

But today, she showed off her big sword without hesitation!

"To make minced meat, you must first chop the meat into minced meat. There are many ways, the most convenient is to put it in a blender, but generally the machine will destroy the fibrous tissue of the meat, and the knife can maintain more flavor of the pork. , I will show it to everyone."

As she said, she put the meat just now on the chopping board.

The height of the three small beans was just a little higher than the chopping board.

From their perspective, Liu Weiwei's cutting action in one go was even more shocking.

Seeing her hand holding the knife, she didn't see how it shook, she cut diagonally towards the pork strips, showing a forty-five-degree angle, moving wildly and quickly towards the other end, each time the thin strips of pork cut out were the same width. Consistent, thinner than the smallest finger.

A long strip of pork was cut from the beginning to the end in almost a dozen seconds.

Her movements were almost so fast that only afterimages remained in the eyes of the children.

Looking at the meat on the chopping board for a while, watching her reflection on the flesh-colored knife surface, and watching her dexterous wrist, they couldn't see it at all.

"The meat, the meat is not broken!"

The little girl in the center suddenly exclaimed.

Liu Weiwei stopped, causing the girl to cover her mouth timidly.

"Report...I shouldn't speak."

Liu Weiwei couldn't help but laughed, "It's okay, it's not training time, as long as you don't spray your saliva on the meat."

She pointed to the mask she was wearing on her face.

The girl nodded shyly.

"You're right, the meat is not broken. I tilted the knife face and cut into the meat at an angle, but I only cut to two-thirds of the position each time, and didn't cut it."

Liu Weiwei picked up the meat and showed it to three small beans.

Even Zhang Cong, who was very alert at the beginning, was a little surprised.

A whole piece of meat is really a whole without cracking.

"Next, let's change its direction and cut the diagonal cutting edge into a cross."

"Ah, the thin strips of meat that were originally cut into small squares." Another girl called.

Liu Weiwei gave her an admiring look, "Smart, this way of cutting minced meat is the fastest."

After she finished speaking, she cut it down, moving without stopping.

The fast and effortless movements are pleasing to the eye, but they are so meticulous that they cannot be copied even if they are observed by others.

When she stopped the knife, the three little Doudings had completely held their breath. Even Xu Hui, who was going to visit the venue to maintain order, came behind her unknowingly, watching with full attention.

They didn't even blink their eyes, for fear of missing any of Liu Weiwei's movements.

However, even if I saw everything clearly from beginning to end, there was no detail left behind, but I didn't know how she did it.

"How can it be cut like this?"

"It's exactly the same size, crossed horizontally and vertically, but the meat hasn't broken yet."

"Amazing……"

When Liu Weiwei heard the compliment, the corners of her mouth cocked, and finally turned the meat on the chopping board over, leaving one-third of the uncut adhesive on the back side, and placed it on the chopping board with the cross pattern facing down.

It's still the same gesture.

Pressing the meat with the left hand and holding the knife in the right, falling without a trace of hesitation, the sound of chopping knives instantly sounded, with an extremely regular rhythm, maintaining a constant speed from beginning to end.

This time the meat slices were completely cut off, and they became shredded meat, each about two millimeters thick.

"Change direction."

Liu Weiwei cut to the end, with the knife in her right hand, took up all the meat on the chopping board, changed the direction, and threw it on the chopping board, still from right to left, the knife fell off the meat.

It's still the principle of drawing a cross, the meat strips are cut into pieces, or to be more precise called the meat moo.

It's just that the meat foam is square in cross section, almost all of the same shape.

"After cutting it like this, it's very close to minced meat, but it still needs to be chopped and chopped."

"Now just go straight down."

Holding the knife in her hand, it actually seemed that her wrist was extremely slender. However, she made it effortless to lift the knife. It rushed down. It was almost impossible to see the extent of the swing of her wrist with the naked eye. The blade was once. It was like dropping hundreds of knives in a few seconds, which was breathtaking.

"The last cut."

She snapped and slashed the knife heavily into the cutting board.

The minced meat on the chopping board turned out to be even and meticulous as if it were squeezed out by a machine.

But look carefully, the meat mince cut by hand is cleaner and neater than the machine, not the kind of mashed together.

"In one minute, you can make handmade minced meat."

Her hand completely suppressed the children.

At first, everyone might still have some doubts, fears, or hesitations. It was the natural tension and distrust that children had when facing adults, but now these emotions have completely disappeared from their faces.

For a moment, Liu Weiwei even noticed Zhang Congzhi's adoring gaze.

"Next will be seasoning."

"Put in salt."

She took out the can of salt, without looking at it, quickly spilled a spoonful of it.

"Give water to the meat filling, so that the dumplings will be tender and juicy, and the meat will not dry and grow old."

"We put it several times, and each time we wait for the minced meat to absorb the moisture, then put a portion of water. While putting it, stir it, and be careful not to make the minced meat too wet. If there is a ready-made broth, you can also add a little."

"Then light soy sauce, sesame oil. Remove the fishy taste to increase the delicious taste, and the sesame oil can also lock the moisture we put in."

Everyone listened carefully, and the two little girls even took out their notebooks from the space.

Zhang Congzhi contemptuously wanted to laugh at them, but he curled his lips and said nothing, instead, he kept a close eye on Liu Weiwei's next move.

The facts proved that he was right.

When the two girls lowered their heads desperately to take notes, Liu Weiwei picked up the knife again.

This time, she was faster.

Almost from the sound of the first cut of the vegetables, to the huge gratifying cabbage on the final chopping board, it became a neatly chopped cabbage.