Ling Rui held up his forehead, "We can still save it! Take a colander, take out the meat, and rinse it in water! Then wash the pot!"
Zifeng laughed and said, "Brother, don't pour it when you ask! When you ask, pour it... Do you want to use pure soy sauce to make broth?"
"Hahahaha!" Peng Peng smiled awkwardly, then found a colander, took out the meat, put it in a bowl, and then washed the pot.
Ling Rui breathed out, "Sister, the fire in the pot inside can be stopped, and the duck can just suffocate next."
"Okay, Brother Rui." Zifeng was very helpless, but Peng Peng was his brother after all, so he couldn't really scold him. After all, Peng Peng was taking charge for the first time, so he still had to give Peng Peng some confidence.
On the side, Chen Daoming was speechless.
He almost drooled when he smelled the fried pork belly just now. When he saw Peng Peng picking up the soy sauce, his heart skipped a beat. The next second, it was confirmed... He knew that he shouldn't.
Relax! You should be reminded! Such a small half-pot of soy sauce has completely covered the pork belly! What the hell is that!
Such fragrant meat... is a disaster. Oh my god, his heart is broken. He can't stand it any longer!
Let's go sit in the living room.
Heart hurts!
No more, no more!
Chen Daoming returned to his seat with a complicated look on his face, not wanting to look into the kitchen anymore.
Wu Gang and Gao Shuguang also said a few words, cheered Peng Peng, and then came out of the kitchen.
Then came Huang Lei and He Jiong.
Several people looked at each other with complicated emotions in their eyes.
In the end, Huang Lei sighed and said softly, "I thought the stir-fried pork should be stable."
"I feel the same way...the meat that was just fried smells so good!" He Jiong said heartbrokenly.
"Wow, soy sauce is the same as water!" Wu Gang described it.
"Then I saw braised pork in soy sauce!" Gao Shuguang added the knife.
"It's okay, it's okay, Xiao Rui has made some repairs." Chen Daoming said weakly.
…
"Hahaha! Peng Peng is a black hole in the kitchen!"
"Hahahaha! The scene of frying the meat was so beautiful! A pot of soy sauce came out!"
"I just saw Teacher Chen Daoming's intoxicated expression! The smell of fried meat must be very fragrant!"
"Hahaha! But I also saw the pained look in Teacher Chen Daoming's eyes! Then he probably couldn't stay any longer! So he ran away from the kitchen!"
"Killing me!"
"No, no, no, my sister is right! We need to give novices a space to grow! We need to give Peng Peng a little more encouragement!"
"Yes! Peng Peng, you are the most handsome!"
…
Ling Rui was in the kitchen. He didn't know what to say. What he originally thought was to pour soy sauce, so that the salt and sugar wouldn't be separated. But I didn't say anything! You poured half a pot of such a small pot! How much meat is there in total? Soy sauce stew
That’s not how meat is made!
He wasted a piece of high-grade pork belly.
His hands were clasped behind his back, his face was calm, but his heart was already bleeding, Peng Peng! What on earth are you doing!
"Brother Rui, do we still need to pour soy sauce?" Peng Peng looked at the pot and saw that there were not many soy sauce-colored meat slices anymore and asked.
"You heat it up first, and then taste it!" Ling Rui said, "If it's not salty enough, just pour in a small spoonful of soy sauce. If it's salty enough, you don't have to pour it in. The heat will be stronger, and then you can
Put the chilies in and stir-fry together, then add some chicken essence... Stir-fry and it's ready to go."
"Okay!" Peng Peng breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Ling Rui didn't give up on him, he wasn't afraid. After stir-frying the meat, Peng Peng picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. The taste was not too salty, so
Peng Peng added another spoonful of soy sauce, stir-fried, added green peppers, stir-fried, added some chicken essence, stir-fried and removed.
Steaming hot.
The presentation isn't too bad.
Peng Peng was quite satisfied. Although there were several accidents in the middle, the ending didn't seem too bad?
Thinking this, Peng Peng showed a satisfied smile.
So, let’s start making the next dish.
…
An hour later, there was a table outside the courtyard.
A plate of salted duck, Ling Rui cut it and put it on the plate, it looked good.
A casserole of crucian carp soup.
A plate of braised carp.
Farmhouse stir-fried pork.
Coke chicken wings.
Tomato scrambled eggs
Garlic water spinach.
Sautéed pumpkin.
Stir-fried bacon with snow peas.
With nine dishes, it looks like a very sumptuous table, and the presentation is quite good.
"Haha, Peng Peng has worked hard on this table of dishes today." Huang Lei exhaled, feeling relieved. Fortunately, none of these dishes looked too dark, like black eggs or something.
Really not! For a novice, being able to prepare such a table of dishes is actually pretty good.
Although, there were several problems in the middle.
Several dishes were made through repairs.
"That's right, thank you for your hard work, Peng Peng." Chen Daoming also nodded. It looks like it's at least okay. If it really doesn't taste good, then just eat less.
Ling Rui also had a complex expression, Peng Peng was really a black hole in the kitchen!
He has known this for a long time! During the Master of Kitchen Competition, Peng Peng only made a cold preserved egg!
Why does he think Peng Peng should be a very useful tool man?
My hands and feet are really uncoordinated!
In other words, the hands work before the brain.
However, fortunately, there are no major flaws in the dishes after the stir-fried pork, and they should be cooked! I should be able to handle today's lunch.
"Haha, it's not hard work! I just found out today... Brother Rui really worked hard before!" Peng Peng said with a smile, and then said seriously, "Dear teachers, I know that today's lunch... may not taste very good, everyone.
Forgive me! I will definitely study hard and accept criticism humbly! I will try to make it more delicious next time!"
Everyone: Next time? Next time?
"It's okay, it's okay, come on, let's start!" He Jiong said, "Everyone has a taste of the food cooked by our Chef Peng!"
"Yes, yes! Eat first!" Huang Lei quickly agreed.
So everyone moved their chopsticks.
The dish that moves the most is salted duck.
Because the salted duck was marinated by Ling Rui, and Peng Peng just boiled it.
"This duck tastes good!" Chen Daoming's eyes lit up, "It has a very sweet aroma, but it is salty enough. It is different from the salted duck I have eaten before!"
"That's good!" Huang Lei also nodded.
"Not bad!"
Peng Peng also smiled, picked up a piece, put it in his mouth, then opened his eyes wide and said, "It's delicious!"
Then he ate happily.
Ling Rui smiled, picked up a chopstick of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and put it in his mouth. Hmm... it was very salty.
I picked up another chopstick of water spinach and found it... very salty.
Stir-fried bacon with snow peas, salty! So delicious!
I picked up some braised carp with chopsticks and it actually tasted much better than other dishes!
Ling Rui was confused, what's going on? It shouldn't be!
Peng Peng, what on earth have you done!
After frantically taking a few mouthfuls of rice, Ling Rui put down his chopsticks and looked at Peng Peng.
Peng Peng had just finished eating a piece of duck, and then he met Ling Rui's confused eyes, "Brother Rui, what's wrong?"