Chapter 1342 Please stay away from the domineering president17
"Why?" The head chef jumped up immediately: "You have to understand, I am in charge of the kitchen!"
Xining smiled lightly: "You mind your business, I'll do mine. You also have to understand that you were hired by Mr. Ye with money, and I didn't ask for his money. I just called someone to ask for it. No, you go and report to Mr. Ye and see if I can make the call.”
This kind of pediatric struggle is nothing. If you have the guts to report it. If the food is of poor quality, don't blame her because she is short of staff.
What relationship does a woman who cooks in this house without spending any money have with the owner of this house... Now the head chef's mind finally came to his senses, and he forced a smile: "No need, Miss Tang, just give him orders."
He turned his head and changed his face again, shouting: "What are you looking at? Get to work quickly! Go chop the onions."
I just pointed at a random person. This person had a bitter look on his face, and he might as well be peeling potatoes when chopping onions.
Xiao Zhang looked worried and cautious: "Miss Tang, what should I do now?"
Xining started to look for what he needed: "You, help me get a small stove, don't wait until there is no place to cook the food."
"Okay, okay!" Xiao Zhang asked: "What else do you need?"
Xining grabbed a radish, picked up a piece of tofu, and thought for a while: "Go and prepare the pressure cooker, I want to cook porridge."
Cooking porridge is time-consuming, but now you can only make it quickly and you can only use a pressure cooker.
Cooking porridge? Xiao Zhang was stunned. Since it was the first meal, he should show off his skills. Can Mr. Ye eat the porridge? However, seeing that Miss Tang is as beautiful as a flower and delicious, it doesn't matter what Mr. Ye eats.
Breakfast was quickly prepared in half an hour. Putting the breakfast on the tray, Xining wiped his hands: "I will deliver this. Thank you for your hard work. I need your help during lunch."
"In other words, this is what I should do." Xiao Zhang smiled apologetically. In fact, he did nothing except take out a pressure cooker and look at a small stove.
Xining took the plate and went out. Ye Chuhan was already sitting there, flipping through his laptop: "I have breakfast before eight-thirty, forget it today."
"I know, I won't do it again." Xining put the tray on the table.
Ye Chuhan raised his head, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help turning up: "This clothes looks good."
Only he could think of letting people wear chef's clothes. Why don't you bring me a set of chef's clothes, wearing such an exaggerated hat, just like the tall, pointed hat worn by the onmyoji in the previous mission.
"Do you need to take pictures?" Xining placed the porridge and side dishes on the table one by one.
Looking at the white porridge, a plate of sweet and sour radish, and a plate of spicy tofu on the table, Ye Chuhan's smile quickly disappeared.
The servant next to me couldn't stand it either. It didn't have any MSG, but it was too simple. The spicy tofu is finally a little oily, but not much. This is simply a weight loss meal.
Xining sat down, took off his hat, picked up chopsticks and started eating.
Ye Chuhan also moved, picked up his chopsticks and ate expressionlessly.
After finishing eating, he put down his chopsticks and said, "I hope your lunch is not so casual." After that, he left.
Xining pretended not to hear anything and just ate by himself.
Mo Ming: "Okay, you successfully aroused Ye Chuhan's dissatisfaction."
Not satisfied? No, on the contrary, it triggered his memories.
As a body owner who has been with Ye Chuhan for half a year and married him, I have some stories about Ye Chuhan's childhood in my memory, including this breakfast.
Ye Chuhan once said that his mother made breakfast in his childhood. Almost every day is a plate of radishes or vegetables and a bowl of tofu. This way, you can eat less oil and water, and you can also supplement vegetables and soy products. After all, schools in this country provide fast food with few vegetables and almost no soy products. If they are available, they are cooked beans.
I only said it once, but Xining revealed it. The plot was different at that time, so the owner did not ask in detail. She didn't know how she burned it at that time, but it just made sense. Sure enough, Ye Chuhan didn't sneer and ate his breakfast without saying a word. The goal has been achieved!
Lunch is next. Breakfast can be avoided. If you don't show some skills for lunch, not only Ye Chuhan, but also the chef will laugh at him.
The servant carried the tray with the used dishes and chopsticks on it to the kitchen and asked strangely: "Miss Tang, I can just pack these things, you don't have to go."
Xining, wearing a chef's hat and putting his hands in his pockets, looked like he was strolling around: "The dishes for lunch will be burned now."
...There are still three hours until lunch time, do you want to burn it now?
There are still people in the kitchen at this time, washing dishes.
Xining just kept busy, first went to find a piece of pork belly and cut it into square half-inch chunks. Such a large piece of pork belly was only cut into eight pieces. I set up a pot, put cold water in it and put it on fire. For this kind of good meat, there is no need to blanch it. Blanching will lose the deliciousness and aroma of the meat.
After the fire is over, turn on low heat and remove the foam on top. Add all the seasonings at once, find a casserole, put the meat neatly in, with the skin facing up, put all the soup in, put the lid on the stove and simmer slowly over low heat.
After an hour and a half, start preparing the rice.
I saw Thai fragrant rice, so I washed it, put it in the rice cooker, plugged it in and started cooking it, but added a little less water.
The head chef and other kitchen workers came in chatting and laughing. As soon as they entered the kitchen, they smelled the aroma.
"Braised pork?" One person twitched his nose, it was so fragrant.
"It's Dongpo Pork." The head chef looked at the casserole simmering next to him.
"He is the head chef after all, and he knows a lot." Xining threw the green vegetables into the pot.
The head chef frowned: "The vegetables are not too oily, can they be eaten?"
Xi Ning didn't care, he just finished frying and put it into the pot, put some water into the pot and boiled the soup.
The head chef continued to frown, making soup without even washing the pot, and was not afraid of odor transfer.
I simply made a tomato and egg drop soup.
The head chef looked unremitting. He thought he would make a Buddha jump over the wall at noon, but ended up making such a simple soup. What a petty person!
Xiao Zhang quickly went to fill the rice and turned on the rice cooker. The aroma of rice hit his nostrils along with the hot steam.
After turning off the fire, after a while, two rags placed the still-hot casserole on the tray. A pot-proof mat had been prepared on the tray.
The food and soup were ready. Xining grabbed the tray, which was really a bit heavy.
Xiao Zhang immediately said: "I'll ask someone to get it."
"Okay!" Xining let go of his hand, saving effort whenever possible and trying his best to be lazy.
When the tray was placed on the table, Ye Chuhan looked at the casserole: "Is that all?"
"Yes!" Xining took off his tall hat, threw it aside, and sat down.
Well, let’s eat and see first, and then we’ll ridicule.
Open the lid and a burst of steam rises. I saw a casserole full of large pieces of meat.
Even if you eat such a big piece of meat, you are not afraid of being greasy... He picked up the rice bowl, stretched out his chopsticks, and lightly tapped on the dark amber, shiny meat skin. The piece of meat actually moved like jelly.
Ye Chuhan couldn't help but his eyes lit up, he picked up a piece and put it in a bowl.
(End of chapter)