Interstellar Chef Raising a Baby

The scent of cucumber, set off by the sour vinegar, becomes even more refreshing.

Yang Likun would never have thought that one day he would be able to make such a delicious thing.

"Come on, you can also cook for those comrades who are working hard together." Liu Weiwei cheered for him.

But as soon as she turned around, she couldn't help showing a puzzled expression.

She took another look at the mission of the food system.

She opened a store and filled three apprentices. She had done it, but the milestone task had not yet been completed.

She pondered over it, only to find that there was a literal description in the mission request that the apprentice should be alone.

This task really took her too long.

"How can you be alone?"

【Talk to the apprentices and confirm their direction of cooking. Each person has learned at least ten dishes and achieved a four-star cooking evaluation. 】

[When the host can't show up in stores and cafeterias, the apprentices can satisfy their respective food treats. Canteen requirements: three meals for five thousand people; happy restaurant requirements: three meals for five hundred people; the positive rate remains above 90%. 】

Liu Weiwei patted her head.

At present, An Hao’s cooking skills can only crush Zhang Xiaomo, who has only studied cooking for three months and has a very high spirit. To say that the food score he has made, she may only reach 60 in her heart, which is the average of leaving the heart restaurant. The standard of dishes is much worse.

Each person has to learn ten dishes, all of which have achieved a four-star rating, which is 80 points.

She suddenly felt that her head was huge.

Most of the usual dishes are made by her and uploaded to Xingwang. A small part is reprocessed on Xingwang for multiple copies of semi-finished products.

It can be said that the amount of vegetables sold now is at least 1,000 servings per heavenly food and package, of which less than 10% are actually cooked.

This task should be for Xiao Anzi and the others to support themselves and cook their own dishes.

Liu Weiwei felt melancholy for an instant, which was extremely difficult.

She immediately checked the recipe.

Xiao Anzi understands it well. He can handle ordinary dishes with knife skills now, but he needs to improve the seasoning, but he can work **** Huaiyang cuisine that is light but pays attention to the soup and knife skills.

He bears hardships and stands hard work, and if he were given ten recipes, he might be excited and practice hard without going to bed.

The newly recruited junior chef apprentices should have some basic knowledge and don't need to teach from scratch.

When she went online again, she talked to the two for the first time.

First she was very optimistic about Xiao Anzi.

"Master, I listen to you! I don't know enough about cooking. I don't know how to cook and seasoning, just like you said, I still don't have the level of entry." An Hao touched his head embarrassedly.

Liu Weiwei said, although she had an answer in her heart, she still gave Xiao Anzi a choice.

"In order for you to have a clear understanding of the various cuisines, I will first teach you a few representative classic dishes. If you are greedy, you can learn and practice three by three. After you master the essence, you will have Comprehend, then think about the direction of your first attack."

Liu Weiwei is still very enlightened.

Potential, ability and personal interest should be combined.

"Right," Liu Weiwei's eyes lit up, "Did you have any special insights in the kitchen yesterday?"

Yesterday she got a point of talent and gave it to Xiao Anzi, who was the first to enter the teacher's gate, and she could stack up to 5.5 points, which seemed to have no upper limit.

"Ah, Master, you really have to say that! When I held the knife yesterday, I felt that my wrist was particularly flexible, and I seemed to have suddenly grasped the rhythm of cutting vegetables. By the way, I made the lamb grab before closing the shop yesterday. The rice tastes much better, and I feel a little bit about the seasoning!"

Liu Weiwei was very pleased, "Work hard, I will rest afterwards, and the store will rely on you for support."

An Hao straightened his chest in an instant, "Don't worry, Master, I'll be optimistic!"

Liu Weiwei immediately sent him the first set of recipes, namely Sichuan cuisine representing Mapo tofu, Huaiyang cuisine representing boiled dried shreds, and Lu cuisine representing braised prawns in oil.

The first two are old dishes, and the back is the same new dish that has never been served in the restaurant.

Even if the apprentices are allowed to do the work, the store must always keep up with the old and bring forth the new, not to disappoint the diners.

"Okay, look at the video I recorded and follow along with the practice. Sword skills, and daily training of scalping should not be left behind."

Liu Weiwei feels relieved to Xiao Anzi.

She quickly transferred to the newcomer in the store.

Zhen tried to hide far away when they were talking, but the skin of the potatoes in the corner was scratched to the ground, in a blatant eavesdropping pattern.

"...Work hard." Liu Weiwei's name was also a bit responsive.

"You are the same as Xiao Anzi, I will also teach you three dishes." Since Liu Weiwei accepts disciples, she will not favor one or the other.

Today, Zhen tried to wear a butterfly-style pullover with a chef's uniform, and almost thumped on her knees. "Am I three or three?"

His expression was painful and happy.

"You said you learned five dishes before, what are they?" Liu Weiwei nodded, "I asked Xiao Anzi to pass the message. I hope you can cook them for me today."

Zhen tried to nod immediately, "Okay, Master! I'll demonstrate it first."

He moves very fast, but his ping-pong posture is very graceful. He may be truly artistic. The color matching and presentation of the final dishes are very delicate.

"Master, please!"

"My Golden Egg Fried Rice, Poinsettia Braised Pork, Shrimp Egg Custard, Jade Jade Green Vegetables, and Golden Jade Ruby Soup."

Liu Weiwei leaned over and took a look. The names are pretty, especially the soup at the back, but... this is not just tomato egg drop soup! ?

"Have you been fooled by that effort?"

"Ok?"

"These five dishes... spent 10 million to learn?"

Zhen tried to stare, "Yes. I was looking for a formal food association organization, and I have verified it. This egg fried rice, there is no broken rice, it is a secret recipe, the tuition fee is one million, it is not an ordinary egg fried rice; in addition, braised pork The sauce is hot, it's also the secret recipe, three million,..."

"Stop!" Liu Weiwei clutched her little heart and couldn't listen anymore.

Even An Hao, who was next to him, stopped the vegetable-chopping knife, and was a little frightened by the sky-high price.

"I don't charge tuition fees here, and you don't want to quote your prices for me in the future." Liu Weiwei stopped in time, she deeply felt that she was wrong.

"No tuition?" Zhen Effort opened his mouth wide.

An Hao patted his shoulder sympathetically, "Master, don't worry, Master is a good person, I haven't paid a penny."

Zhen worked hard to feel that his ten-year savings had been eaten by dogs, "No money? No money for spicy soup? No money for husband and wife's lung slices, no money for Mapo tofu? That food association..."

Liu Weiwei waved her hand to stop, "I am not affiliated with the association. Our entire store is not affiliated with the association. If you regret it, you can quit."

"No, no, not a food association?" Zhen Effort seemed to have heard of a fantasy.

He had eaten all the dishes in the store yesterday, and the taste of each dish was above the five dishes he learned!

There are foods that are not part of the Food Association?

"I understand! Master, you are a genius without a teacher! Just like me, a genius who can restore drawings when he sees a building! Master, please teach me!" Zhen tried his eyes brightly, "In my life I sold it to you."

Liu Weiwei was speechless, "What do I want you to do? I just saw that your knife skills are average, and the mastery of seasoning is a beginner. Although mastering the dishes is not much, it is not difficult, but I also have some experience about the pot. That's it. I will teach you three more complicated dishes directly."

Zhen tried to nod again and again.

“Our restaurant’s dishes will include all the cuisines in the future, but if people want to eat one bite to become fat, you will start with three cuisines like Xiao’anzi. Sichuan cuisine is a classic snack, fatty intestine noodles, and Hangzhou cuisine’s representative Xihucuyu. And the classic candied sweet potatoes of Shandong cuisine."

"After finishing the study, I will look at your respective interests and levels, and then make a set of study plans."

"Okay, Master!" Zhen struggled in a loud voice.

…

After Liu Weiwei went offline, Zhen tried to cherish the video and clicked on the video in the corner of the back kitchen, but it was the first dish that he almost spit out.

He had heard the name of Fat Intestine Noodles, but he didn't think there was anything special about this dish.

But when he opened the video at one point, he saw that the entire screen was full of white flowers and crooked intestines, and he turned his head and vomited with nausea.

"What's the matter?" An Hao next to him was unclear, so "Eat too much?"

"No!" Zhen tried to cover her mouth in pain.

An Hao sighed, "You have lemonade next to you. Drink it upside down by yourself. I tell you, if you really want to learn cooking with Master in our store, you can’t be lazy, just take the one you washed the dishes yesterday. Use your strength."

Zhen worked hard and nodded hard, for fear that he would spit it out with a mouth to rebut.

He swallowed desperately, and immediately took a slice of lemon and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

Is this the first trial the master gave him? Test his willpower to learn how to cook?

He will not admit defeat!

With that irritating sour smell bursting on the tip of his tongue, he was finally able to affect his disgusting screen once again.

that

…Is the pig intestine.

I saw the hands in the screen holding the intestines in their hands, starting from the outer wall cleaning, one by one from top to bottom, just rubbing to clean the grease and dirt; even soon the whole intestines were opened from the inside, poured with water, and pinched by the fingers. , And even clean the inner wall with a massage in a circular manner...

"vomit!"

With the lemon slice in it, Zhen tried hard to face the trash can next to him, bending over and vomiting.

An Hao was dumbfounded when she looked at the side.

However, this is just the beginning.

In the afternoon, An Hao had already pondered the cooking steps of the new dishes in the video, and when he was about to start learning the operation, he heard choking with pain from time to time in the small room behind the kitchen, accompanied by a few retching.

He is obsessed with the practice of swordsmanship, and he doesn't know when the opponent entered the small room?

But after pushing the door in, it took only a second before An Hao slammed the door in front of him tightly.

It smells so bad!

It's too smelly!

The small room was filled with the smell of shit. He had just opened a small crack in the door, and he felt the smell rushing towards him, and she immediately closed the door again in fright.

Even so, he still feels that this unbearable smell is permeating the back kitchen now.

"What are you doing?" An Hao didn't even call the name of the master brother, "This is the kitchen!"

An Hao now stays online for at least ten hours a day. In addition to opening a store, it is more used to practice cooking.

Liu Weiwei was absent most of the time, relying on his efforts alone, and only the robots in the store were the only companions.

Over time, An Hao also developed a disease called Internet addiction. He liked to surf the Internet more and more, and he liked staying in the back kitchen of Happy Restaurant more and more.

Now someone makes his Xiaotiandi-backkitchen stinky, it's almost like doing bad things by his bed, it just makes him intolerable.

But he couldn't go on halfway through.

Because the door of the small room was opened, wearing thick plastic gloves, at least three masks, and three scarves wrapped around her face, Zhen tried to walk out.

He holds a long, wrinkled, white intestine in his hand...

An Hao: "!!!"

"Little brother, please teach me how to wash this pig intestine. I don't think I can pick up a lot of papa..."

"!"