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Chapter one hundred and eighty eighth

After finally sending Su Lianzheng away, Su Zifang saw the message from Shen Anyan.

"Are you busy?" Shen Anyan used Penguin's classic little yellow face gif with a question mark on her head.

"I talked about some financial management knowledge with my dad. It's over now. What's wrong, dear?" Su Zi replied quickly.

"I'm a little hungry and wanted to ask you what delicious food you are making." Shen Anyan said.

“Golden cabbage!”

"How about it?"

"Awesome!"

Su Zifang had no scruples in front of the person he liked. He was filled with the confidence that Qingshan would be so charming when he saw me.

"Uh, I won't eat this." Shen Anyan replied faster than before.

Probably because he was afraid of damaging Su Zi's confidence, he added: "Xiaoman told me, don't try it."

Su Zifang:......

As a chef, my bad reputation for cooking unpalatable food has spread. What a shame!

After pausing for a few seconds, he began to comfort himself. It must be that the Phnom Penh cabbage requires too high-end heat and seasoning. He is still in the learning stage and his knife skills are only passable, so this problem is inevitable.

Once he has mastered the golden-edged cabbage and is proficient in knife skills, heat, and seasoning, that's when he can show off his cooking skills!

Su Zi made up his mind to become a Shilipo Sword God, and after practicing it to the full level, he could ask the author to change the name of the book. It was just "I Really Can't Cook" when it was clearly "Practice" It’s only right that the God of Cooking comes out again and makes egg fried rice” or “My cooking skills are really amazing”!

Of course he has more important things to do now.

After finishing YY, he replied to Shen Anyan: "It's not cabbage, it's bacon."

Although he has been obsessed with golden-edged cabbage recently, he has not forgotten that there is a whole piece of cured pork belly in the refrigerator for making bacon.

Take out the sealed bag from the refrigerator, the marinated juice has accumulated at the bottom, and the meat has turned an attractive tan color, looking very attractive.

He took a photo and sent it to Shen Anyan: "Want to try it?"

"Later, I'll come find you after I finish my work." Shen Anyan replied to the message instantly.

Putting down the phone, Su Zifang started preparing the ingredients for smoking bacon.

Authentic bacon must be smoked after being cured, but Su Zifang did not buy a smoker, so handling it is a little tricky.

When he was worried, he suddenly saw Mu Fei's head popping up sneakily.

"Mu Fei!" Su Zi shouted and successfully captured a strong laborer.

The two spent a long time playing around in the backyard with bricks and soil, and finally built a decent-looking stove, and took out a large iron bucket to use as a smoker.

However, Su Zifang still looked at Mu Fei with disgust: "How dare you say that you are a descendant of Prince Mu's Mansion in Dian City? You are also a big chieftain who can't even make a clay stove!"

Mu Fei:???

He felt that Su Zifang must have some misunderstanding about the word chieftain. Chieftain is an official position, not a driver in charge of a stove!

However, because Su Zifang promised to give him half of the cooked bacon, Mu Fei graciously forgave him and even took the initiative to find two sticks of apple wood and handed them to Su Zifang.

"What for?" Su Zifang took the two pieces of wood and was a little confused.

"I'm going to smoke the ham for you, otherwise how are you going to smoke the ham? Just blow it with your mouth!" Mu Fei returned to the scene with a venomous tongue.

"I'm going to use this..."

Su Zifang took out a bag of Longjing tea and showed it to Mu Fei.

"When I went to Linzhou before, my master gave it to me, saying it was like tea leaves, and asked me to use it to practice making Longjing shrimp. I thought that after soaking it and spreading it on firewood, I could also use it to smoke bacon. Maybe I could also make it. The taste of Longjing ham.”

Su Zifang tore open a corner of the package and poured out a small half bowl.

Mu Fei felt that his unsatisfactory heart was about to beat out.

Originally, he thought that as the only grandson of Mu Yun, the high-end ingredients and high-end cuisine he had seen were enough luxury. He had tasted fresh matsutake stew, Tianshan snow lotus stewed bird's nest, and white sturgeon caviar sandwich...

You will no longer be surprised by the ingredients.

But compared to Su Zifang, he really felt like he was being crushed.

Xue Yi's averageness, is that really average?

I'm afraid that what Su Zifang is using now is not the first bud and one leaf that has just unfolded before the Ming Dynasty, but the first bud and one leaf. If you put it on the market for a thousand yuan a pound, he actually used it to smoke bacon!

If the base ingredient was taken from Tibetan pigs or five-legged pigs, Mu Fei wouldn't say anything.

It just happened to be the ordinary pork belly that is currently on the market for 40 yuan a pound.

If there is anything special about it, it is that Su Lianzheng carefully selected it before purchasing it, and it barely reached the level of 80 points.

Using such good tea leaves to smoke pork belly of this grade, Mu Fei only has four words to say.

What a waste!

Seeing Su Zi pouring thousands of dollars into the basin with a shake of his little hand, Mu Fei suddenly felt like he wanted to be like that five-flowered man, and experience the feeling of being rich before he matured.

Su Zifang didn't notice Mu Fei's surprise. He set up the firewood, lit the fire, spread the soaked tea leaves, put the pork belly on the grill, closed the lid, and began to estimate the time.

It will probably take another hour to get better.

Su Zifang calculated the time, and it happened to be the time for students to get out of school, and nodded.

I don’t know if Lin Nan will show up on time.

After all, the fresh bacon was all made because of her request.

Mu Fei couldn't stand it when he was spreading the tea leaves and left early. Su Zifang had to wait for a few more minutes to make sure there were no problems with the fireworks before returning to the lobby.

I just didn't expect to see Chai Ya and Chai Quan sitting together and bickering as soon as I entered the door.

"I told you that Boss Su is busy. If you don't believe me, you insist on coming. Look, there's no one around!" Chai Quan pulled his sister as if he wanted to drag her away. However, Chai Ya, who was sitting on the stool, was as steady as a rock.

Without moving a step, he could easily pull Chai Quan back to his original position.

"I have a hunch that Boss Su is making delicious food! You're right to come here!" After saying that, he sniffed the air a few times, as if to verify his conjecture.

"Cooking wine, sugar, light soy sauce, rosemary, and Longjing tea."

The ingredients Su Zifang used to make bacon were clearly guessed.

When Chai Ya opened her eyes, she felt a little embarrassed when she saw Su Zifang's surprised look: "Boss Su, what's wrong?"

"It's okay." Su Zifang coughed twice and mumbled, looking away.

Can you tell me that your sense of smell is really good? Why don't you come and make some cold dishes?

Not to mention whether Chai Ya agreed or not, Chai Quan knew that the store might have to be demolished - he actually dared to use delicious food to kidnap his sister.

"How are you..." Su Zi said it half-way before Chai Quan picked him up.

"I went to work in their unit and happened to meet her. I wanted to call her to eat. Who knew she would run to you as soon as she came out and said that you had made a new dish and it must be delicious."

Su Zifang:......

He really wanted to tell Chaiya that the dish she wanted to eat was completely different from what he was cooking now.

However, he still had to smile and responded: "Yes, I just made a new dish a week ago, bacon. Do you want some?"
Chapter completed!
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