Chapter 16: 016.The Chef Who Doesn't Eat Shallots (1)

Because Reba guessed the price accurately, the right to order breakfast on the second day became hers, and she was unceremoniously asked for chicken noodle soup......

But there is no chicken soup left today.

Ling Rui could only go to the villagers to buy local chicken after getting up early on the second day, boil chicken soup once, and then make it.

Reba will not be polite to him.

It's too ripe.

……

Early the next morning, Ling Rui still got up first.

Everyone is still sleeping.

After washing, he went out of the mushroom house and went to a fellow's house to buy chickens, and his chickens were all bought from the fellow's hands. Some of the villagers got up earlier than him.

"This chicken is an authentic native chicken." The fellow still smiled, took a red ticket from Ling Rui's hand, and went to catch a chicken for Ling Rui.

……

Back at the mushroom house, Ling Rui lit a fire and boiled hot water, and then slaughtered the chicken.

Dehairing.

Repair of offal.

Blanch.

Soup.

Ling Rui breathed a sigh of relief. Yesterday, he gained 10 points of experience in cooking.

This gave him hope for an upgrade.

"Ling Rui, you're really early." Ling Rui got up early, although there was a camera position to shoot automatically, but the photographer in charge of duty still lifted the machine and seriously filmed Ling Rui's cooking process.

"Get used to it." Ling Rui smiled, scooped out a large pot of flour, added water, added eggs, and began to mix noodles.

"Are you going to make hand-rolled noodles?"

"Hmm." Ling Rui nodded, "Otherwise, I'm blind to such a good chicken soup." ”

"That's right." The photographer nodded approvingly, "I see that your cooking steps are very smooth, but they are also very ordinary, but the cooked food is so delicious, I admire it so much." Especially, brother, you are still a man. ”

Ling Rui smiled, "Actually, it's just luck." "Indeed, it was good luck.

A lot of dishes, a lot of things, he also checked temporarily.

In fact, as long as the meal is cooked, not too salty, not too light, and has a moderate taste, it can be eaten, and there is nothing that cannot be eaten. What's more, Ling Rui studied medicine.

He knows all too well which parts are suitable for what dishes.

After the flour is kneaded with water, there is already a preliminary dough packing.

Ling Rui continued to knead.

The biggest difference between hand-rolled noodles and machine-made noodles lies in the word tendon.

And this gluten requires manpower to constantly knead the dough.

Half an hour later, a thin layer of sweat had appeared on Ling Rui's forehead, and the dough was almost there.

Ling Rui flattened the dough with a rolling pin, and then stacked it layer by layer.

The kitchen knife has been wiped dry.

Knife by knife.

Soon, the noodles were cut out.

"Is it the program team that also has it?"

"Yes." Ling Rui nodded.

When the noodles were ready, Ling Rui went to the vegetable field to pick a few peppers and picked half a basket of small green vegetables.

Wash it off.

Ling Rui glanced at his watch, and the time was only 7:30.

The chicken soup time was still a while, and everyone didn't get up so early.

Ling Rui prepared the ingredients, sat down on the cushion, closed his eyes and began to rest for a while.

The flavor of the chicken broth has begun to overflow.

……

Slowly people began to wake up, and the people of the program team also began to gather at the mushroom house.

"Xiao Rui, what are you...... Hand-rolled dough! Huang Xiaochu walked down the stairs, saw the hand-rolled noodles in the kitchen, and said in surprise, "There are not many young people who can do this now." ”

"When I was a child, I saw my mother do it."

"That's a lot of talent." Huang Lei smiled, "It seems that your memory is very good." ”

"It's okay." Ling Rui nodded, "I can memorize ordinary articles after reading them twice." If you look at it more in the future, you will rarely forget it. ”

"I heard that before you were discovered by a talent scout, the university was in the north of the emperor?" Huang Lei squinted his eyes, "That's a real scholar!" ”

"Hmm." Ling Rui nodded, the resume of the original owner is indeed good, he was among the top in the province during the college entrance examination, and later applied to the medical department of Dibei University, and then ......

Something suddenly I can't remember.

Ling Rui's brows furrowed, he really had to figure out this matter.

"How did you want to enter the entertainment industry later?" Huang Lei asked.

"It's just that I'm taken a fancy by a talent scout, and I feel curious." Ling Rui smiled, he didn't know what to say, he knew that there was still some reason for it.

"How do you feel after all these years?"

"Each industry has its own rules, but it's actually quite interesting." Ling Rui thought for a moment and spoke.

"Indeed, there are all kinds of different states in the world, and the actor is such an industry, he can experience all walks of life and let himself integrate into that state, which is actually very exciting." Huang Lei nodded, and his eyes became more and more satisfied.

"That's what Teacher Huang said." Ling Rui nodded, "Indeed, it's very interesting and exciting. ”

"This chicken soup is so fragrant, but unfortunately, after recording today and tomorrow, we will have to leave for a while." Huang Lei changed the topic, "Reba is also blessed." ”

"She's a pure foodie, fortunately, she still exercises every day, otherwise, her agent can say that she is going crazy." Ling Rui shook his head helplessly, "That's how it was on the set. ”

"Your TV series will also be broadcast on Shonan TV when the time comes, right?"

"Yes." Ling Rui nodded, "I think it's still a very exciting drama." ”

"Okay, I'll see when the time comes." Huang Lei nodded, "Isn't the chicken soup good?" “

"Hmm." Ling Rui stood up, "It should be about the same." ”

"Come, I'll help you." Huang Xiaochu also stood up and helped Ling Rui light the fire. After all, hand-rolled noodles need to be cooked in hot water.

"Thank you, Mr. Huang."

"Xiao Rui is too polite, I have to have you here, otherwise I have to worry about the whole family in this mushroom house, three meals a day, and now you have to worry about it, I don't know how much easier." Huang Lei smiled.

Ling Rui hooked the corners of his mouth, who made him bind a food system.

Ling Rui added water to the pot and then closed the lid.

After more than ten minutes, the water boiled.

Remove the lid, underneath the noodles, cook, remove and divide into separate bowls.

Nearly thirty bowls.

There aren't a lot of noodles, just a chopstick.

As for the chicken soup, Huang Lei has also opened the lid, "I'll go and call them down." ”

"Okay."

At this time, Ling Rui threw the vegetables into the pot and blanched them, and divided them.

Then pick up the spoon and start adding chicken broth and chicken to each bowl.

Of course, there are no chopped green onions.

"Ding! Main quest 3: Become a chef! How can there be seasonings that you don't eat? Ask the host to overcome the difficulties and learn to eat green onions. (The time limit is 24 hours, if you don't finish it, you will drool for three days.) )”

Ling Rui opened his mouth, he felt that this system was very good at doing things.

Immediately, his brows furrowed, he didn't want to make a mess of himself, smelling too strong the smell of shallots, Ling Rui would vomit. Of course, this is him, and in memory, the original owner doesn't seem to be a picky eater.

I don't know if this habit has been brought over, Ling Rui is very sad.

"Director Chen, it's time for breakfast." Ling Rui called the program team first, after all, the people in the program group eat quickly, and Ling Rui and them need to be set up first, and then let the photographer shoot the materials before they can eat with confidence.

"Here we are." Chen Kezhou nodded with satisfaction, and also ordered the others to eat and work after eating.