The Local Lazy Man System

"That's not okay, just wait for me for a while, I'll cook it soon."

The woman in white said that and walked to the kitchen.

"Where are you going?"

Just as Ye Rongrong was about to walk towards the gate of the hotel, he was stopped by this avant-garde young woman.

"Why don't you let me go?"

Ye Rongrong said unhappily.

Now Ye Rongrong doesn't have much confidence in this restaurant. He doesn't plan to eat here anymore. He would rather buy a bucket of instant noodles and soak them in boiling water instead of being a "guinea pig" here.

"You can doubt my cooking skills, but you can't doubt my sister's cooking skills. My sister learned cooking from my father since she was a child, and now she is a super chef."

The young woman dressed in avant-garde stopped Ye Rongrong and said.

"Special chef?"

Ye Rongrong couldn't help being stunned.

You must know that every chef who can be rated as a special first-class chef must be a well-known figure in various cuisines because of her cooking skills.

It was difficult for Ye Rongrong to connect the beautiful woman just now with the national first-class chef.

"Why don't you believe it?"

Seeing that Ye Rongrong doubted her sister's identity, the avant-garde young woman suddenly raised her voice.

"That's not true, just wait!"

Ye Rongrong thought for a while and said.

A person cannot be judged by his appearance, the sea cannot be measured, and every beautiful woman cannot be underestimated. Maybe she is really a first-class chef.

Anyway, it's all like this, and I don't have to wait for these few minutes.

Let's just give that beautiful woman a face!

About ten minutes later, the beautiful woman in white clothes just now came out with a large plastic plate containing two dishes and a bowl of fried rice.

It's still the two dishes just now, "Fried Vegetables" and "Scrambled Eggs with Garlic Sprouts".

It seems that the beautiful young woman just said rightly, there are no more dishes in the kitchen, and they can only cook these two dishes.

"Please enjoy!"

The woman in white put the dishes on the table and said to Ye Rongrong.

"good!"

Ye Rongrong looked at the colors of the two dishes and the tangy aroma of the dishes, nodded and said.

The woman in white seems to be a first-class chef, and the cooking skills of the woman in white can be seen from the dishes.

This fried rice is ordinary fried rice with eggs. Even though fried rice with eggs is very ordinary, many people can fry it, but it is not something ordinary chefs can do to make it delicious, smell good, and look good.

As for the plate of egg fried rice in front of her, Ye Rongrong can give her 80 points.

You must know that this is Ye Guangrong's evaluation of this egg fried rice dish by the woman in white based on his own egg fried rice level, and eighty points is already very high.

"Of course it's good. My sister is a national first-class chef. Boy, you are lucky. If people want to eat my sister's dishes, they must make an appointment in advance. Not everyone can eat my sister's cooking. vegetable……"

"Jiaojiao..."

The woman in white let out a low voice.

The avant-garde young woman shut her mouth obediently.

Ye Rongrong was so hungry that he didn't want to be polite anymore. He picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

The taste is okay!

After taking a bite of the dish, Ye Rongrong nodded.

This level of cooking skills is much higher than that of chefs in many restaurants.

No wonder, the avant-garde woman said that if she wanted to eat her sister's dishes, she had to make an appointment in advance.

Indeed, it is impossible for such a beautiful woman to cook in the kitchen every day.

Soon, Ye Rongrong finished the two dishes and one fried rice with eggs.

"so comfortable!"

Ye Rongrong burped, feeling refreshed.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with eating as the first need of human beings.

"How is it? The dishes made by my sister are delicious!"

The avant-garde young woman looked at Ye Rongrong proudly and said.

"It's okay, how much is it?"

Ye Rongrong asked.

"Okay?"

Upon hearing Ye Rongrong's words, the avant-garde young woman quit and said angrily to Ye Rongrong: "My sister, the first-class chef, cooked for you personally.

You only said it was okay, do you still have a conscience! "

"How did you get involved with your conscience?"

Ye Rongrong looked at the avant-garde young woman suspiciously and asked.

"You speak against your conscience!"

Said the avant-garde young woman.

"Why did I speak against my conscience?"

Ye Rongrong said dissatisfied.

I am an honest young gentleman!

Isn't she tarnishing her own reputation?

"Obviously my sister's cooking is very delicious, but you are lying, aren't you speaking against your conscience?"

The young woman dressed in avant-garde said plausibly.

Everyone who has eaten the dishes made by his sister said that the dishes made by his sister are very delicious. How can anyone like this person say that the dishes made by his sister are not bad.

Has he ever eaten delicious food?

"Sorry, my sister likes to mess around, don't take it seriously, I apologize to you on her behalf."

The woman in white said apologetically to Ye Rongrong.

Although opening a restaurant by myself is not for making money, but for hobby. I have liked cooking since I was a child.

Although his cooking skills are not the best, he is also a master among the chefs in southern Zhejiang.

People who come to my restaurant want to eat Zhejiang cuisine made by myself.

Everyone who has eaten their own dishes praised their cooking skills for being very good.

But this guest, after devouring the dishes he made, gave himself a conclusion of "it's okay".

To be honest, I was a little upset, but my mouth was on him, so if he wanted to say that, I couldn't say anything.

You can't let everyone say that the dishes you cook are delicious.

After all, it is difficult to adjust the taste of everyone, there are always a few people who don't like the taste of the dishes they cook.

It's just that he gobbled it up just now...

"It's okay, no matter how much you practice, you can still improve your cooking skills. What you lack now is the mastery of fire. It is difficult for others to teach you. You have to figure it out by yourself."

Ye Rongrong spoke the truth.

"You mean you're a cook too?"

The avant-garde young woman stared at Ye Rongrong and said.

Now this avant-garde young woman even wondered if Ye Rongrong was sent by her colleagues to deliberately find fault.

It's just that on this big night, he was the only customer in the whole store, and no one saw him come to find fault at this time!

Doesn't make any real sense.

"I'm not a chef, but it's true that the dishes I cook are better than this."

Ye Rongrong said with a smile.

"You're not ashamed to brag!"

The avant-garde young woman naturally wouldn't believe Ye Rongrong's words.

My sister is already a first-class chef, can he still be better at cooking than my sister?

"Sir, why don't you give us a hand!"

The woman in white didn't believe that Ye Rongrong's cooking skills were better than hers.

"It's not good, it's so late!"

Ye Rongrong shook his head and said.

After all, it's so late, a lonely man and a widow... oh, a lonely man and two women.

"What are you afraid of? You are a big man, and you are afraid that we will fail if we eat you. Besides, with your looks, we will not take a fancy to you."

The beautiful woman dressed in avant-garde looked at Ye Rongrong with contempt and said.

"Since you are not worried, why should I be afraid!"

Ye Rongrong said a little unhappy.

I am a big man, but I am afraid that the two women will not succeed.

Ye Rongrong was in a bad mood when he was despised by a young woman for his handsome and unrestrained self.

Since last year, I have been surrounded by beauties, and I am the only one who resists the beauties. When have I ever been rejected by beauties!

To be honest, the feeling of being rejected by a beautiful woman is really not good.

"Since you think my sister's cooking skills are average, you can also cook a dish for us to see!"

The avant-garde young woman stared at Ye Rongrong and said.

"Okay, go to the back kitchen, it seems that I can't do it without showing my skills!"

Ye Rongrong nodded and said.

If I didn't show my hand today, I was really underestimated by these two women.

Soon, Ye Rongrong followed the second daughter to the back kitchen.

The back kitchen is not big, but it is very clean and everything is neatly arranged.

Ye Rongrong looked around, and there was basically no food in the back kitchen.

However, there are a few live fish in the fish tank.

Ye Rongrong thought for a while, and caught a grass carp weighing about a catty from it.

Ye Rongrong is going to make a "chrysanthemum fish".

The production process of "chrysanthemum fish" is not complicated: put the fish with skin on the chrysanthemum-shaped flower knife, beat the powder into the oil pan, fry it to shape, remove it and put it on a plate, and pour the sauce in the pot on it.

But it is very difficult technically. It integrates raw material selection, knife processing, aleurone processing, fire control, oil temperature control, seasoning thickening and other skills, which can fully reflect the basic skills of chefs.

"Chrysanthemum fish" is said to be a delicacy developed in memory of Qu Yuan, the earliest great patriotic poet in China. Able to cultivate a clean character.

After Ye Rongrong washes and removes the scales of the grass carp, he puts the skinned fish meat on a chrysanthemum-shaped flower knife, puts powder into the oil pan, frys it to shape, removes it and puts it on a plate...

...

The whole process took 20 minutes, and a chrysanthemum fish that looked like blooming chrysanthemums, realistic in shape, bright in color, and emitting bursts of attractive fragrance was ready.

"All right!"

Ye Rongrong pointed to the chrysanthemum fish that had already been plated and said to the two sisters who looked at him dumbfounded.

"Did you really do this?"

The woman in white looked at Ye Rongrong in disbelief and asked.

After all, this "chrysanthemum fish" is far superior to the chrysanthemum fish made by myself, whether it is knife skills, stove skills, or the color and aroma of this dish.

Now the woman in white understands that compared with the man in front of her, her cooking skills are really far behind.

"Nonsense, under your nose, can I be fake?"

Ye Rongrong rolled his eyes and said.

"But……"

"Come on, I'm leaving first, this chrysanthemum fish will be my consumption for tonight."

Ye Rongrong said, and left the kitchen, it was very late now, and Ye Rongrong had to go back to sleep.

"Sister, there is really a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people. My sister is watching the sky from a well!"

The woman in white came back to her senses and said in a low mood.

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