Song Lan was quick with her hands and feet and quickly kneaded out a round and smooth dough, which was full of elasticity and moderately wet and dry. Her delicate fingers seemed to have souls, and she kneaded out exquisite pastry in just a moment.
Rows of lovely snow-white ones were placed on the chopping board, which attracted the attention of the cook next to him.
The servants also started chattering, "This is too beautifully done. I don't think any professional pastry chefs can do this well."
"Is this the new pastry chef? He's pretty and he's so good at cooking. He's so awesome."
Everyone's chirping soon attracted Mrs. Jun.
Mrs. Jun was putting ingredients into the pot, and then she heard them talking about Song Lan's craftsmanship when she closed the lid. She couldn't help but walked over curiously.
When Song Lan said she was going to knead the dough just now, she just thought it was a new chef, and the white mist was billowing in the kitchen, so she didn't see it clearly.
Now when I come closer and take a look, my eyes light up.
Song Lan had quick hands and feet, and the finished product was good. In just a moment, he made dozens of crystal buns, decorated them with flower petals, steamed them in a pot, and then quickly made the next dish.
There is a list on the wall, which lists the dishes to be made for today's Jun family dinner. The chef will cross them out after they are done.
Song Lan took a fancy to the unprepared dish of Braised Sanbao Duck. He quickly blanched chestnuts, jujubes and lotus seeds, stuffed them into the belly of the duck, sprinkled them with sauce, and put them in a special purple clay pot to simmer until cooked.
She did this process so well that everyone in the kitchen stopped for a while and watched Song Lan cooking attentively.
After the duck was put on the pot, someone finally commented.
"This, this is so amazing. This braised duck is a state banquet dish. It cannot be made by a chef who has only been working for decades."
"Who is this new chef? Is he a direct disciple of a certain chef? He looks like he is only in his twenties."
Song Lan ignored everyone's comments and ran to the pool to peel the duck again.
Seeing how well she could cook and hit, Mrs. Jun finally showed appreciation in her eyes.
She couldn't help but stepped forward, patted Song Lan's shoulder gently, and said warmly and gently, "Miss, are you the new chef our Jun family has just invited? Why have I never seen you before?"
Their family is actually like this: Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon?
Ever since she started cooking, Song Lan had not communicated with other people and could just do her own thing with peace of mind.
Because she knew that as long as she kept doing this, Mrs. Jun would see her sooner or later.
Song Lan raised his head, smiled at Mrs. Jun, and said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone, "No, Mrs. Jun, I am actually a guest at tonight's dinner, but I got lost and entered the kitchen by mistake. Seeing that the kitchen was really busy, I thought
Just stay and help later."
She looked at the steamer on the boiler, walked over and opened it, and a burst of white mist rushed in. The white and fat crystal buns in the steamer were very pleasing to the eye.
Song Lan said in surprise, "I haven't done this for a long time, but I didn't expect it to be successful."
She picked up a bun and handed it to Mrs. Jun's mouth, with a gentle smile that was very friendly.
"Mrs. Jun, do you want to try it? I'm afraid you won't be used to my cooking, and I have to taste it before you dare to serve it on the table."
Mrs. Jun looked at her with bright eyes. She looked at the buns and nodded gracefully, "Okay, let me try it."
Mrs. Jun took a small bite of the bun, took a small taste, and praised, "It tastes very good. Although it is light, it has a fragrance of grains and rice, which neutralizes the greasiness of the meat. Hurry up and serve."
She waved her hands to the maids who were watching the excitement, and the maids quickly picked up the steamed buns in the steamer and sent them to the banquet.
Song Lan wanted to continue peeling the lotus root skin, but Mrs. Jun held her hand.
"Mrs. Jun, this is... my hands haven't been washed yet."
Mrs. Jun smiled and said, "It's okay, I don't care about this. Our Jun family has always been frugal, and we can do any chores by ourselves. I also have flour on my hands, so I'm not afraid."
Mrs. Jun was indeed as kind and kind as the rumors, and Song Lan's heart dropped back into her belly at this moment.
It seems her plan worked.
"I thought you were a professional chef, but I didn't expect you to be an amateur. That three-treasure duck dish is a state banquet dish. How did you learn it?" Mrs. Jun asked with interest.
Song Lan smiled lightly, "I have been cooking at home since I was a child. Maybe I have talent. I can cook all the dishes I have seen once."
In fact, it was because Song Zi had been very busy since she was very young and had no time to cook for her.
The feeling of being full and hungry was too uncomfortable, so Song Lan learned to cook on her own, and became better and better at it.
The more Mrs. Jun looked at her, the more she liked her. She held her hand happily and said, "Okay, great. Thank you for your help today. If it weren't for you, the kitchen would be in chaos."
When Song Lan heard Mrs. Jun praising herself, she just shook her head indifferently, with a smile on her lips.
"You're welcome, Mrs. Jun. Actually, I decided to help because I recognized you."
"What?" Mrs. Jun was stunned.
Song Lan said straightforwardly, "If I say that I have no selfish motives, I'm afraid you won't believe me, madam, right? I don't think there is any need to hide it, and I hope you can forgive me."
Mrs. Jun has seen someone posted here, and this is the first time she has seen someone so frank and honest.
She smiled, waved to Song Lan and said, "You helped me with such a big deal, so how can I blame you? I really like your personality."
Mrs. Jun personally helped Song Lan take off her apron and said gently, "The kitchen does not need any help. I will take you to the banquet hall. I cannot neglect you, an honored guest."
Song Lan was flattered, "No, I'm just a young reporter, not a distinguished guest."
Mrs. Jun said angrily, "You are the person I value, that is, you are an honored guest."
Under the leadership of Mrs. Jun, Song Lan arrived at the banquet hall smoothly, and was led by her to chat with the ladies.
Mrs. Jun liked Song Lan very much and would take her with her wherever she went.
Song Lan did not disappoint Mrs. Jun. She spoke appropriately and was not surprised by flattery or humiliation, which made Mrs. Jun very satisfied.
After He Chaozhi finished handling the company's affairs, he came to Jun's house for a dinner.
I thought Song Lan would be waiting for me, but I didn't expect that she didn't find her for a long time.
He Chaozhi was surprised and took out his mobile phone to call Song Lan. As soon as he dialed out, he saw Mrs. Jun walking towards Song Lan.
Song Lan, led by Mrs. Jun, walked with graceful steps, just like a young lady from the Jun family. At first glance, she looked very noble.
If it weren't for knowing that her identity has nothing to do with the Jun family, I'm afraid many rich wives would have made plans to make her their daughter-in-law.
He Chaozhi walked forward quickly, held Song Lan's wrist, and smiled at Mrs. Jun, "Thank you, Mrs. Jun, for hosting my girlfriend. I'm already here. I'll just take her with me next."
Mrs. Jun was very surprised and said blankly, "Song Lan, is she your girlfriend?"
Mrs. Jun was in poor health before and did not attend the He family banquet where He Chaozhi recognized Song Lan's identity, so she did not know about it.
