113. Consequences caused by artistic conception (for I have nothing)
Before dinner was ready, several guests had already woken up, and the smell of the cooking process woke them up from their sleep. It was a little embarrassing, but they were looking forward to it.
"You'll be able to eat it soon." Huang Lei took Sun Honglei's words and smiled, "Hurry up, stop looking at it, come over and work."
"What kind of work are you doing!" Huang answered, "Are we here to do work?"
"Brother, no, our radish hasn't been pickled yet!" Zhang Yixing, the little sheep, suddenly remembered.
"Oh, it's true, hurry up!" Huang patted his thigh and ran towards the yard.
"Eh? Where are the radishes?" Sun Honglei followed closely, but the radishes in the yard were gone, but there were three more jars next to them.
"Is it marinated?" Xiaozhu opened his eyes wide and looked in the direction of the program team.
I saw someone nodding over there.
"Wow! The program team actually finished the work for us? It's unbelievable!" Xiaozhu said in surprise.
"It's not the program team. It's Xiao Rui!" Wang Xun's voice came, "Okay, everyone, come in, don't stand around stupidly one by one, how stupid you are, you don't want to lose face, but I want to save face."
Several people entered the house immediately.
Then, He Jiong, Peng Peng, and Zifeng also went downstairs one after another.
Pork stewed with vermicelli was stewed in the big pot, and the aroma kept overflowing, while the people next to it kept swallowing their saliva.
During the process, Ling Rui also needed to occasionally open the lid and stir to prevent the vermicelli from sticking to the pan. "Can you have a bowl first?" Sun Honglei's voice came, and he couldn't help it anymore.
This was his favorite taste when he was a child, the taste he missed the most, and it was even more tempting than that.
Ling Rui nodded, "Actually, it's already cooked, but to enhance the flavor, let's cook it for another ten minutes before eating."
"That's right, be patient!" Huang Lei swallowed his saliva and pretended to be calm.
Sun Honglei:…
Then, Xiaozhu moved a row of chairs, and silently, a group of people sat and watched Ling Rui cook.
"What are the two in the casserole?"
"I seem to smell corn."
"radish!"
"Ribs!"
"And chicks!"
"mushroom!"
Peng Peng and Zifeng opened their mouths and instantly guessed the ingredients.
"Okay!" Wang Xun was a little surprised.
"Oh, I just got it from practice!" Peng Peng was a little embarrassed.
"That is to say, the dishes cooked now are all the dishes I ordered." Sun Honglei was a little happy and felt that he was taken seriously.
"Well, because these dishes don't get cold easily, or they'll be fine even if they get cold." Ling Rui nodded in reply.
Sun Honglei:......
"The water starch has precipitated, so you can make the pot-wrapped pork first, then the pickled cabbage ribs, then three cups of chicken, braised pork sauce...flavored shrimp, spicy fried clams," Ling Rui breathed out, "make some waste."
A dish of time.”
Several people in the men's gang, especially Sun Honglei, were slightly embarrassed, indeed a little embarrassed, "Actually, you don't have to make all the food today. It's only serious if everyone can eat it now."
Ling Rui looked at Huang Lei and saw Huang Lei nodded, "Okay, the braised short ribs with sauerkraut and three cups of chicken will be left until noon or evening tomorrow. The braised pork rice will be made with braised pork sauce tomorrow morning. I'll put the pot in a while.
I've made the pork buns, spicy fried clams and flavored shrimps, and I'll get some vegetables and put them on a plate of our pickled radishes, and you're ready to eat."
"That's great." Peng Peng was happy, otherwise, waiting for delicious food would be too painful.
There are also people on the program team who are happy.
The pot lid was finally put aside by Ling Rui, and then Ling Rui took two large bowls and began to fill the pot with pork stewed vermicelli.
The pork belly is already a little soft and the vermicelli is smooth.
You have to use a large slotted spoon.
"It's finally fine!" Sun Honglei rubbed his hands, still quite excited, he was hungry!
"It smells so good!" Little Pig held his belly, "It looks delicious!"
"It tastes pretty good." Huang swallowed and said calmly, "It's really good."
"Then, when can we eat?" Zhang Yixing asked in his heart.
other people:……
"Look at this poor little thing." He Jiong was helpless. In fact, he was also very greedy. "Let's share a bowl with each person first. I think everyone is hungry too."
Huang Lei nodded, "There is no reason to let the guests go hungry."
After saying that, he stood up and took a bowl from the cupboard, then took the chopsticks and prepared to share a bowl with everyone.
Seeing this, Wang Rui first took pictures silently, and then looked at Chen Kezhou.
Chen Kezhou waved his hand, and someone came out and took away their share of pork stewed vermicelli.
Wang Xun looked at it and opened his mouth wide, "Do you usually eat like this? The show crew ate before you?"
"Yeah." Huang Lei nodded, divided the dishes, each had a bowl, and then also put a bowl for Ling Rui, "Xiao Rui, I'll put yours here, remember to eat."
Ling Rui nodded. At this time, the pot had been cleaned. He heated the oil in the pot and added the tenderloin coated in water starch.
"Zi la!"
"Oh my god it tastes so good!" Zhang Yixing opened his eyes wide and kept exhaling because it was a bit hot.
"Yeah." Piggy nodded crazily.
As for Sun Honglei, his eyes turned red as he ate. He, who always considers himself a tough guy, actually had red eyes.
Ling Rui naturally didn't notice this, but continued to focus on frying the pot meat. When he turned his head, he saw Sun Honglei's red eyes, frowned slightly, and thought of the comment: A big bowl of color, flavor and taste is not good for sale.
Pork stewed vermicelli with a stunning artistic conception.
The word "dengtang" appeared in the evaluation for the first time, which also made Ling Rui understand that there are various evaluation levels behind the artistic conception. I had cooked all kinds of dishes before, and then there were various evaluations such as average, good, and bad.
After a systematic explanation, Ling Rui also understood that entering the hall was a higher level of evaluation than Quan.
When Ling Rui made this vermicelli just now, he felt that what he made should be very ordinary.
But I don’t know why, the evaluation of artistic conception is so high.
Originally, having all five dimensions was the most basic way for Ling Rui to master a recipe. He never expected that the requirements of the system would be so high.
You know, just the high-end cooking skills and ingredients have already made everyone remember him.
More advanced ones should be able to greatly stimulate people's emotions.
Before, it was all subtle pulling emotions.
Huang and Wang Xun, He Jiong and Huang Lei also had red eyes.
As he was eating, Peng Peng suddenly started sobbing, "Brother Rui, it's so delicious. What if I can't eat it in the future?"
"Me too." Zifeng's voice was filled with tears.
Zhang Yixing and Xiaozhu were already holding each other's heads.
Ling Rui:...Is it so powerful?
"But, why does it make people cry?" Ling Rui smelled the system.
"Not crying, but moved."
"I'm so touched!" Xiaozhu said, "I'm so touched! I didn't expect there to be such delicious food in the world! Ling Rui! I've decided!"
Ling Rui:......
"I will follow you from now on!"
The older ones all had red eyes, and the crying of the guests made the program crew even more stunned.
Ling Rui sighed slightly, took out the fried meat from the pot, left some oil at the bottom of the pot, added shredded ginger and carrots and stir-fried, then added the removed meat slices, and then poured in the filled sauce.
The sweet and sour smell suddenly spread in the air.
The person who was crying stopped crying and instead stared at the food in the pot crazily.