When called by the boss, Xie Wanying and Song Xuelin stood up together.
Walking all the way to the kitchen, Xie Wanying put her mobile phone to her ear and waited for Senior Brother Cao and others on the opposite side to respond.
Taking off his outer jacket, Zhang Huayao rolled up his two woolen cuffs and asked like a chef: "What do you want to cook?"
Maybe Senior Brother Cao and the others were busy and didn't answer the phone. Xie Wanying put down her cell phone and put it in her trouser pocket, introducing the ingredients for today's dinner to the teacher: "There are white radish, Chinese cabbage, kale, pork, chicken and beef. I had chicken for lunch, and the rest was
Pork belly and beef, put them in the refrigerator."
"Want to stir-fry beef tonight?" Zhang Huayao said. He opened a few plastic bags to check the freshness of vegetables and fruits, and checked out all the missing items. "Who bought the vegetables? I think these potatoes will be ready in a few days," he said.
The buds have sprouted and they won’t last long.”
Xie Wanying silently raised her hand. It was her. She was really not good at shopping for groceries.
Song Xuelin glanced at her and sighed in his heart: Dr. Xie is a bit miserable.
"You bought it." Zhang Huayao called her by name without ceremony, "She doesn't seem to be very good at cooking."
Her mother is a very good mother at home, allowing her and her brother to take time to concentrate on their studies and never letting them do too much housework. She can cook simple home-cooked dishes a little, but she can't reach the level of a chef.
It's not like a clinical master like Mr. Zhang, who is awesome at everything he does.
There is a long way to go between the young juniors and the almighty seniors. The two young doctors are destined to be taught a lot in the kitchen today.
"Make a Northeastern stew and stir-fry beef kale." After Zhang Huayao's sharp eyes inspected the ingredients, he quickly matched the dishes for tonight and directed the two children to start working. So he casually picked the first food from the plastic bag.
He took out the big white radish and threw it behind him without even looking at it.
The boss didn't say hello in advance. Song Xuelin's hands fluttered like frogs, and he hurriedly hugged the white radish in the air.
"Wash and peel." Zhang Huayao gave him a task.
The teacher had to work quickly, and the young people hurriedly stood at their posts.
Picking up a peeling knife, Song Xuelin scraped off a strip of skin from the white radish skin. It seemed that the action was OK. For a pampered and pampered young man like him, housework should be something he had never done before. With such performance, he
It's time to praise.
Unfortunately, the venomous man I met today will never be the kind and loving teacher.
Zhang Huayao inspected what he had shaved, and suddenly he cursed: "You cut off a big piece of meat from the belt, can everyone still eat it?"
Song Xuelin immediately squinted his eyes to make sure the thickness of the skin was accurate before proceeding. He followed the boss's instructions to make the skin as thin as possible.
It can be seen that Dr. Song is afraid of the big boss, Xie Wanying thought.
Who wouldn't be afraid of a devil like Zhang Huayao who is very famous in the industry and has a bad temper? Only Dr. Xie is not afraid. Song Xuelin thought the same.
"Where's the meat?" Zhang Huayao patted the kitchen counter.
Xie Wanying quickly ran to the refrigerator, took out the pork belly she just bought today from the upper freezer, rinsed it under the water in the sink and put it on the cutting board for Teacher Zhang to make a decision.
"Cut." Zhang Huayao said, his tone was the same as instructing someone to cut a knife on the operating table, and he rapped his knuckles on the table, "Peel the skin and cut out the whiter part. I want to use a big pot to make some pigs.
The oil is good for cooking, but I see there is no lard in this kitchen."
