Yang Ruo smiled, indeed, she has also been a chef for nearly ten years, so she has that kind of skill. Ordinary people can't do it if they want to do it quickly.

So Yang Ruo pointed out Shen Qing while doing it.

That Shen Qing was suddenly a little flattered and studied seriously.

At this time, the other people in the kitchen, seeing that Yang Ruo was so generous, couldn't help but come over to take a look, and after a while.

Yang Ruo became familiar with the people here.

So the noodles and the fillings were all made.

She only needs to do the styling when she is in the bag.

Yang Ruo has always believed that making food depends on talent. Besides, she didn't think she had any special skills. It is not allowed to be shown to others, and the diet of the world should be the people of the world.

One thing, a hundred people look at it, there will be a hundred effects, and it is the style of a master to carry forward Chinese cuisine, and it should not be done behind closed doors.

This time, what Yang Ruo made was a stuffed Qingtuan, and after it was done, it only took 20 minutes of steaming to get out of the pot.

Maybe it's the chef's natural sensitivity to food, and when she saw that there were so many good ingredients in the back kitchen, she couldn't walk anymore.

"Master, can I use the ingredients here?" Yang Ruo took a fancy to several ingredients here, and she suddenly had a whim, wanting to make a delicious soup stock and give it to the discerning guest outside the hall.

She asked the big apprentice who was in charge of the chef here. The chef is a middle-aged man about forty years old, and according to Shen Qing, his cooking skills are very good.

However, he is not here today, and it is his eldest apprentice who is currently directing the back kitchen here. His name is Meng Shu.

He was a young man in his twenties. It's just that this person looks a little strange and has a cold personality.

It's just that when he saw Yang Ruo, who did not hide his skills and taught them to others, he said with disdain. If you don't measure yourself, you don't speak anymore.

At this time, he stood even more abruptly at the door, holding his hands coolly, looking at the sky, and he didn't know what he was looking at.

Hearing Yang Ruo running outside to see her, the thin woman in the green dress looked extremely thin, but her eyes were brighter and clearer than ordinary people.

It's as if her mind is seen through when she looks into your gaze.

Meng Shu didn't like Ah Ruo's gaze a little, glanced at her, and then looked away.

He pointed with his finger and said, "You can use this side, but you can't touch anything on the other side, if you dare to touch it, you will never want to enter this kitchen in the future." ”

After Meng Shu finished speaking, he continued to look up at the sky.

Yang Ruo also looked in the direction he was looking, but saw that there was nothing in the sky.

She couldn't help but ask Shen Qing curiously. "Master keeps looking up at the sky, what is he looking at?"

Shen Qing also shook his head and said, "I don't know, he's a good person." It's just that when I'm fine, I like to watch the sky. This habit has not changed since I came here three years ago. ”

After Shen Qing finished speaking, he stuck out his tongue in fright and retracted his head.

Because Meng Shu was just right at this time, he glanced at this side.

Yang Ruo can only listen to the calculation as if he was listening to a joke.

Then I was busy with Zhang Luo and my own ingredients.

Fortunately, the ingredients she likes are all in the optional ranks.

Although she really wanted the three-color fern root on the other shelf next to her, but thinking of what Meng Shu said earlier, she still held back and didn't ask her for it.

She didn't want to offend the current celebrity of this restaurant on the first day she came here.

Yang Ruo picked and picked, and after a while, he found more than a dozen ingredients.

She is going to make a soup stock called Junzi Soup.

The name of this soup is good, and the taste is also very good, if you have eaten the slightly greasy Qingtuan, and then eat a few bites of light and refreshing gentleman's soup, it is the best enjoyment.

Yang Ruo's ability was limited because she had no ingredients at home, and she didn't want to force herself to cook bad food, so she simply didn't do it.

Of course, under the condition of having ingredients, she will not be able to control her hands.

Of course, in terms of taste, she also strives for perfection.

When she came, Yang Ruo had already inquired with the little maid about the usual preferences of the guest outside the hall, so she was very confident in the soup she made today.

When Yang Ruo was busy making soup, Shen Qing arrived at the door, but was stopped by Meng Shu.

"Wait, that girl really taught you to be a Youth League?"

"Yes, master, Ah Ruo is really a good person, she taught me everything, but unfortunately I was too stupid and didn't learn much."

A thoughtful expression appeared on Meng Shu's face.

"And what is she doing now?"

Shen Qing was a little strange, today's master seemed to have more words than usual.

"Well, Ah Ruo seems to be making a soup, it seems to be called some kind of gentleman's soup. I think it must taste good, because I smelled it very well over there, but unfortunately, I can't eat it. ”

After Shen Qing finished speaking, he ran away.

Meng Shu still stood there without moving, his gaze was a little strange, and he looked into the kitchen.

But the busy girl standing there didn't notice that someone was looking at her from behind.

After a while, a faint scent came from the kitchen.

After a while, it's a more intense scent.

After a few breaths or so, the flavor changes from light, to rich, from full-bodied, and finally back to ordinary.

Meng Shu remembered the change in taste, so he tried to analyze how many ingredients were in this taste.

In the end, he guessed that there were about fifteen, and the thought of this brought a faint smile to his face.

Yang Ruo in the kitchen is as busy as a hard-working little bee.

Now that there are so many ingredients here, wouldn't she be wasting such a good opportunity by not making more things?

So after a while, three pots were running at the same time.

Yang Ruo will fry it here for a while, and add a fire over there for a while.

After a while, she picked up the soup spoon and stirred it with the spoon, but she never tasted a mouthful of soup from the beginning to the end.

Then she nodded and turned down the heat under the soup to the lowest.

A plate of vegetables came out of the pot, and the Qingtuan pot on the other side was also going out, steaming hot.

Twenty minutes or so, no more, no less.

A plate of stir-fry, a bowl of clear soup, and a bright color with the shape of the Monkey King of the Monkey King, sitting on a white jade-like yuan plate.

Whether it's vision, or color vision, it's the best.

The palate is not known until after tasting.

After doing this, Yang Ruo called the little maid who was waiting outside to come in and serve snacks.

Then she whispered a few words in the little girl's ear.

The little guy nodded his head again and again.

"Steward Zhao, the things are ready, but my son-in-law is impatient to wait." At this time, in a private seat of Hollywood, a middle-aged man looked displeased and said to Steward Zhao.