Xue Yi and Su Zifang started working at the same time. At first, Su Zifang could keep up with Xue Yi's movements, but later it was exactly the same as when he was doing the Youth League.

Xue Yi's movements were steady and fast, and they were obviously the same as glutinous rice flour balls. Xue Yi came with the Immortal Wind Dao Bone buff, and Su Zifang looked like he was playing with mud in the Northeast...

"Take your time." Xue Yi did not criticize Su Zifang harshly.

Anyway, he already knew that his apprentice's skill tree was a bit crooked, so he simply let him develop on his own within a certain range, and maybe he could find a different path.

However, some tips and precautions will still be mentioned on the side.

After all, these countless predecessors have walked the road and gained experience that can help Suzi save a lot of time on the road to learning to cook.

"When was the last time you made Qingtuan?" Xue Yi asked suddenly after taking a few glances at the techniques of Su Zifang and glutinous rice flour dumplings.

"It was custom-made by the Investment Promotion Bureau during the Qingming Festival, saying it was a holiday gift for their investors, but..."

When Su Zifang got excited, he almost said that all the youth leagues he made were B-level.

"What are they?"

"They are all innovative fillings, including pickled fresh pork, dried bamboo shoots and bacon, spicy beef, and egg yolk bacon."

Su Zifang blinked deliberately: "They are all delicious."

Xue Yi's eyes froze and he didn't know what to say.

Although he strongly supports innovation in traditional cuisine, it only goes as far as innovation, in the words of a literary and artistic worker he likes very much.

Adaptation is not dramatization, innovation is not spoofing.

He also knows that young people in Linzhou now like to eat egg yolk green dumplings and meat floss green dumplings, but he always feels that green dumplings without bean paste filling are missing their soul...

Probably because people are getting older and have become more selective.

Xue Yi comforted himself.

It seems that I have thought about it a lot, but in fact it is just a fleeting thought.

In Su Zifang's view, Xue Yi just asked, then paused for a few seconds, and then spoke again, just like an ordinary neighbor: "Then you can make a few some other time and I will try them."

"Okay!" Su Zi agreed with a smile.

Return to the scene of making Yeerba.

Xue Yi put away all the glutinous rice flour balls and looked at Su Zifang: "There are several flavors of Ye'er cake. Go and ask the guests what flavor they want."

Su Zifang went out to ask after hearing this, but turned around and came back within a few seconds: "I want both meat cubes and sweet ones."

"Okay. You make the salty ones and I'll make the sweet ones."

Xue Yi calmly grabbed a bunch of glutinous rice flour and rice flour in the basin. Because the speed was too slow, he had not yet kneaded them into a ball.

"The water is low, please add more."

Xue Yi gave an order and took out white sugar, sesame seeds, chopped peanuts, and then took down a jar of rose sugar and osmanthus sugar from the shelf.

"It's so sweet. I haven't eaten it for a long time. I don't know if it's authentic or not."

Su Zifang looked at Xue Yi's movements and quickly recalled the recipes he had seen on the Internet. It seemed that he had not seen any with osmanthus sugar and rose sugar. He couldn't help but ask: "Master, you add rose sugar and osmanthus."

What does sugar do?”

"A friend made this before and it was delicious. I just thought of it and gave it a try."

Xue Yi smiled and picked out seven or eight candies and stuffed one in his mouth.

Close your eyes and look outside the room with a smile.

"It's still as sweet!"

Seeing Xue Yi's appearance, Su Zifang guessed that he was remembering his old friend and did not come forward to disturb him.

Prepare to fry the fillings yourself.

After buying the bean sprouts, I had washed them and chopped them into pieces. The galangal leaves had also been washed clean and stacked on the cutting board. Now all that is left is to dice the pork belly and fry it.

Su Zifang skillfully sliced ​​the pork belly, cut it into strips with a knife, and then cut it into cubes.

He has become proficient in these processes with his knife skills today.

"Add some ham in, use the Xuanwei one, the third one hanging on the warehouse." Just as he was about to pour the oil, Xue Yi's voice suddenly sounded.

"Huh? Master, how do you know that it's Xuanwei ham?"

Xue Yi had seen the store's warehouse and knew that it was not unusual to have ham in the store. However, Su Zifang clearly remembered that he had never introduced the origin of the ham in the store, but Xue Yi could accurately call out the ham he wanted.

The location is surprising.

"It looks like a pipa, but has big bones and small bones. There is also a faintly visible layer of mold on the outside. I can't even see such obvious features. It's not Alzheimer's disease."

Xue Yi said angrily.

"And those Jinhua legs of yours, you have to be careful when slicing them. The humidity in Jingling will prevent them from getting moldy."

Su Zifang could not think of a second move except nodding in agreement.

When I meet such a perverted master, I really don’t know whether it’s good or bad...

The good thing is that strict masters produce great disciples, but the bad thing is that Su Zifang is worried that with his level, he will never be able to become a master in his life.

"When it comes to ham, I'll teach you a trick."

Su Zifang brought the ham over, and Xue Yi suddenly thought of something, got up and walked over: "Have you ever heard of an immortal asking for directions?"

Su Zifang shook his head.

"Then you know what the fragrant finger is, right?"

Su Zifang continued to shake his head.

Xue Yi:……

Looking at Su Zifang with a dull look on his face, Xue Yi sighed and suddenly felt tired.

People say: I killed pigs in my previous life, but I teach in this life.

He now deeply felt that he probably killed someone in his previous life, and it was only in this life that he needed to teach Su Zi how to let go.

Rotten wood cannot be carved!

"The aroma finger is a needle-like tool made from ground pig bones. It can be inserted into the ham to bring out the smell inside to help judge the maturity. And because it is made of the same material, it will not cause odor or other problems."

"The Immortal Asking for Directions is a technique for judging the success of ham. I learned it from an old master in Diancheng before, but I haven't used it for so long that I can't remember it clearly. I just vaguely remember to make a fist and knock on the door.

Tap the outside of the ham, if the sound is loud, it is bad, and if the sound is soft, it is good.”

Yang Qiong came into the kitchen to serve food, and happened to hear Xue Yi say these two paragraphs, and looked a little surprised at the expressions of the two of them.

"What are these?"

"Can't you just slice the ham and eat it wrapped in cantaloupe? Or if you just fry it and eat it directly, why do you still need to judge whether it's raw or cooked?"

"What kind of immortals are there to ask for directions? Does a chef need a routine to cook?"

"Is this Master Xue's unique secret recipe? Cooking requires special movements and mental techniques!" Yang Qiong looked at Xue Yi and Su Zifang with determination.

That must be it!

With the pictures in his mind, the actions of the two people instantly became unpredictable in Yang Qiong's eyes.

"I heard that it was taboo in ancient times to learn martial arts secretly. Now Master Xue should be teaching the skills to Boss Su, right? Then should I run away quickly?"

Sorry to bother you!

Without caring to take a closer look, Yang Qiong quickly picked up the half-plated leaf on the chopping board and ran out of the kitchen, leaving behind a string of hurried words: "I'll serve the food first, you continue!"

Xue Yi looked at Yang Qiong's leaving figure and frowned slightly: "Master, I feel that something is going to happen soon."

"How is it possible? She won't fall down on this road with her eyes closed."

Su Zifang thought Xue Yi was worried about Yang Qiong falling, so he waved his hand to indicate that he didn't have to worry.

"No, I mean, your food is gone."
Chapter completed!