Zhao Yue lazily walked over, holding a pillow in his hand and leaning on his stomach. He muttered something like "I'm going to starve to death" and then returned to the living room, where he met Melika and Duan Shu. chat.
Zheng Bohong said: "Okay, I'll do it right away."
Zhang Chi looked at Zheng Bohong rolling down his sleeves and couldn't help but ask: "Do you cook?"
Zheng Bohong said with a smile: "We don't like there being people when we come. Except for them coming every two or three days to clean the house, the rest of the time we are the only ones living here. For things like cooking, I am the only one." coming".
"What do they do?"
Zheng Bohong smiled and said: "Wait to eat."
Zhang Chi asked again: "You won't help either?"
Zheng Bohong explained: "They? The more they help, the busier they are. If they had helped me, I would have finished the work long ago. I don't expect them to cook. If you feel that you can't survive, you can let them do it. After eating, You will feel that there is no care in this world and death will not be painful at all. Do you want to try it?"
"Forget it, I just have some money, and life has just started to get better, so I'd better not do such dangerous things," Zhang Chi said with a smile.
After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'll help you. What are you going to do today?"
Melika saw Zhang Chi's movements at this time and said to Zheng Bohong: "Old Zheng, let Zhang Chi come for the big dishes. The braised fish he makes is delicious. You can take him to catch a fish and let him come for the cooking." .
Zhao Yue asked curiously: "Really?"
"He used to work in a restaurant, and his uncle is a famous chef in the town," Melika said.
Zhang Chi was surprised. As he and Zheng Bohong walked outside, he asked, "Do you still raise fish here?"
Zheng Bohong took Zhang Chi out and went to the tool room next to him to get some fish: "Of course, there is a small pond to the east with snakehead, grass carp and carp in it. You can just catch it when you want to eat fish."
Zhang Chi was quite curious, so he followed Zheng Bohong and took the probe to the pond he mentioned.
The pond is really not small, almost an acre in size in China, and I don’t know how deep it is.
The fish in the pond are not afraid of people. When they saw Zhang Chi and Zheng Bohong coming, they went directly to the two of them. This shows that ordinary people do not feed these fish less, otherwise they would not behave like this.
"I didn't see any black fish."
Zhang Chi wanted to eat black fish today, but was not too interested in the grass carp that came over.
After hearing this, Zheng Bohong stretched his head and looked at it: "Sure enough, it's not there. Let's just make do with it. If you want to eat, wait until tomorrow during the day to catch it."
Zhang Chi nodded, stretched out his hand and paddled toward a grass carp weighing three to four kilograms.
The silly fish didn't know how to run, so it started to struggle only when it was in Tandou. Even so, the surrounding fish were not frightened. They all came to Zhang Chi and stood on the shore, stretching their heads and blowing bubbles.
The fish was struggling quite a bit, and with the help of Zheng Bohong, the two of them were able to catch the fish.
Throwing it to the grass next to it, Zhang Chi reached out and grabbed the fish's gills and held the fish in his hand. In this way, the guy kept shaking.
He took the handle of the bag and hit it hard on the fish's head, and then the guy calmed down.
Carrying the fish into the house, Zhang Chi began to handle the fish, while Zheng Bohong took out the vegetables from the refrigerator and started choosing.
"Can you cook celery slices, stir-fried bean sprouts, stir-fried pork liver, and kidney beans?" Zheng Bohong asked Zhang Chi while choosing the dishes.
Zhang Chi, who was killing fish, heard this and turned around to look: "You have quite a lot of things here."
Zheng Bohong said: "Our butler here is from China, and the ingredients he prepares are quite complete."
"As long as there are ingredients, I have no problem," Zhang Chi said.
Zheng Bohong nodded and started making side dishes. Zhang Chi killed the fish three times, five times, five times, and two times, and cut the fish with a flower knife. The fish was cut but not cut. This way, the fish will be easy to taste, and when it is put into the pot,
It's easy to place, otherwise a fish weighing several kilograms would be impossible to place in the pots you see in front of you.
Zhang Chi likes this kitchen very much, because this kitchen does not look like a home, but a domestic restaurant. It has three stoves and a faucet. The dirty water used for washing pots can be poured directly onto the countertop. This kind of kitchen
The stove has a big burner, which is great for stir-frying and other things.
So I was thinking about doing something like this in my own kitchen.
After Zhang Chi had killed the fish, Zheng Bohong had only picked half of the celery. Looking at his slow manner, Zhang Chi became anxious, so Zhang Chi came over and motioned to Zheng Bohong to give him the celery.
"You go and defrost the meat, I'll do the rest."
After Zhang Chi finished speaking, he grabbed a kitchen knife and started to chop the leaves. After a few cuts, there were not many celery leaves left. He used the kitchen knife to cut off the stems. He put down the kitchen knife and Zhang Chi opened the leaves with his hands like picking the broken leaves from celery. After a few blows, he cut off the celery leaves.
The leaves on it are all gone.
"You are so fast." Zheng Bohong felt that Zhang Chi was too fast. He worked for five or six minutes, but others finished it in less than a minute.
Zhang Chi smiled and said to himself: If you pick leaves like this, it would be weird if the customers in a restaurant didn't scold you.
Choose all the vegetables, cut them and put them on the plate, add some side dishes, shoot two heads of garlic, cut some millet peppers, grab some five-spice powder and other things, put them in a small bowl, put them directly on the stove, ten
As soon as a small bowl comes out, you immediately feel like a chef.
Zheng Bohong watched with great interest, and praised while watching: "Just by looking at your posture, I know that the food must be good."
Zheng Bohong's cooking skills are just scratching the surface, and they are at home-cooking level.
Nowadays, most of them use ingredients prepared by others. Zhang Chi knows how to use them. The food he eats is made by himself from beginning to end. Generally, he does not use ingredients prepared by others. This is different from his uncle’s education.
It's related, because you don't know what's in the ingredients prepared by others. If you use them in the kitchen here, if someone finds out that they are not nuclear-friendly or can cause cancer, it will be troublesome.
The second is that the taste of the food you make is more suitable to your own taste, and it is made with purchased ingredients. My uncle said that it is better for people to buy things and cook them themselves, and ask the cook to do anything.
Before Zheng Bohong's work was finished, Zhang Chi started a fire. He first stir-fried a small bowl of cooking oil with seasonings, and then stir-fried a small bowl of sauce.
After these are done, heat the oil in the pan, wait for the oil temperature to come up, pour out the oil in the pan, add the cold oil again, put the fish in the pan and start frying the fish, Zhang Chi has been watching while frying the fish.
When the fire started, I thought it was almost done. I picked up the pan and shook it, and the whole fish rolled over in the pan, with the side that had just been fried facing up.
"Hey, the skin of this fried fish is not broken at all, teach me, I fry the fish skin into a mess every time, it looks so ugly." Zheng Bohong felt that Zhang Chi's skills were too professional.
Zhang Chi smiled and talked about the essentials. However, it is difficult for ordinary people to do it. The main thing is to control the heat. This thing is not easy to do. It requires a little effort. For example, ordinary people must use a pot to fry fish.
Even the average home cook can't flip stir-fried seeds and stir-fry them with a spoon.
While he was talking, the other side of the fish was almost cooked. Zhang Chi tilted the pot, moved the oil in the pot to the empty side, added minced garlic and started to stir-fry until the smell started, then added water and covered it.
The lid begins to simmer.
The fish was burning in the pot, and Zhang Chi took another pot and started to prepare the stir-fry.
Zhang Chi stir-fries, while Zheng Bohong watches the excitement and enjoys it. Zhang Chi wonders if this kid from a rich family has never eaten at a roadside stall or seen how the cooks in small restaurants cook.
What?
The kitchen here is very busy, and the living room over there is not idle either. People say there are three women in a show, but now there are three in the living room, and the conversation is very lively.
Because there was cooking in the kitchen, the kitchen door was closed. Although people could be seen through the glass, the sound from the living room could not be heard in the kitchen. First, the sound insulation was good, and second, Zhang Chi was shaking the spoon right now.
, the movement is a bit loud.
Zhao Yue saw Zhang Chi holding a spoon in one hand and tipping the pot with the other, with the vegetables flying up and down in the pot, and couldn't help but ask: "Merika, is Zhang Chi a professional cook? He looks a bit professional."
Melika said: "Didn't I just say that his uncle is the cook, and he used to deliver food in his uncle's restaurant."
"How did you get to know the food delivery guy?" Zhao Yue asked again.
Melika replied: "As I told you last time, this guy participated in a wilderness survival show and survived until the end and earned half a million dollars. I happened to be in the previous store, and there were many Asian customers near the store, so
I asked him to be my spokesperson and filmed some commercials."
Melika's attention was now focused on the TV screen. A fishing competition was being broadcast on the TV. Several contestants were fishing for a unique fish in a wild river that was just above her knees.
While watching, Melika drank water from time to time.
Duan Shuyi suddenly said: "Merica, are you interested in him?"
puff!
Melika sprayed water directly onto Zhao Yue's face.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's Duan Shuyi's fault." Melika quickly prepared to wipe Zhao Yue's face with the tissue on the table.
Zhao Yue suffered a terrible disaster this time. She stood up and walked to the sink to wash her face while wiping her face, muttering something like that.
Melika turned to Duan Shuyi and said, "Am I interested in him? Your eyes are useless. It's best to dig them out as soon as possible."
Duan Shuyi said: "I think you are interested in him."
"Where did you see it?" Melica's attention returned to the TV.
Are you interested in this guy? Merica feels that even if she is interested in a dog, she would not be interested in this guy Zhang Chi. What is it about this guy that deserves her attention? He is not very good looking, he is short, and most importantly, he is stingy, and
If you always think about getting money from yourself, you are really not a good person. What's the point of getting angry whenever you see him.
Duan Shuyi said: "Why did you strangle him at the door of the police station just now?"
"Is it normal for me to strangle him? I was angry. When he couldn't say a few words, I had the urge to strangle him. If I hadn't controlled him, he would have bought himself a cemetery long ago...".
Melika spoke a little loudly, trying to prove that she had no interest in Zhang Chi.
Duan Shuyi asked again: "Old Zheng is also very angry. Why haven't I seen you strangle him? And don't you really like to have physical contact with others? How come you said you seemed to have strangled him more than once?"
Don't you think it's strange? You can deny it, but your body's reaction will never be ridiculous. He is different from other people to you."
Duan Shuyi knew that Melika had a special mysophobia and did not like to be intimate with others. For example, when their friends played with Melika, they only scratched her twice at most and never hugged each other.
Sometimes, this makes Melika feel very uncomfortable.
"Old Duan, what you said is really true." Zhao Yue felt that Duan Shuyi was right.
Melika could only spread her hands and shrug her shoulders, putting on a helpless expression: "You can laugh if you want to, why bother looking for this excuse?"