my luck is on

Tian Ankang said with a smile on his face: "I didn't expect you to be so thoughtful. The lotus seed head itself is a nutritious food, but its quality is uneven, and some are picked only when they are ripe, so they will have a bitter taste when cooked, which will destroy them virtually. For the taste of the lotus seeds themselves, I will also remove them before cooking."

"Since this porridge is delicious, you should drink it while it's hot."

Lu Yang knew that removing the lotus seed head was also taught by Tian Ankang, so he could be regarded as learning and selling.

Tian Ankang praised while drinking: "The red dates are sweet and delicious, the barley is boiled soft and moderate, and the lotus seeds melt in the mouth. They are really delicious."

With Tian Ankang's praise, Lu Yang felt that the hard work of the past day was not in vain.

Tian Ankang ate and ate, suddenly showed a puzzled expression, and said: "No, the porridge that has been cooked with so much effort can't be cooked for more than eight hours. Could it be that you have been busy all day?"

Lu Yang said indifferently, "Boss Tian, ​​these are trivial matters, the important thing is that you get well soon."

Just as the two were chatting without saying a word, the doctor walked in, followed by a young nurse.

As soon as the little nurse entered the door, she said directly: "What is this smell? Why does it smell so good?"

Tian Ankang probably drank Lu Yang's glutinous rice porridge, and he looked much more energetic. He said in a good mood, "It's nothing, the staff in my store just cooked the porridge for me."

After the routine examination, the doctor smiled and said, "Mr. Tian, ​​the rice porridge you drink is delicious. Do you have a name?"

Tian Ankang chuckled, and said, "Ask him, I don't know what the name of this porridge is."

Lu Yang said lightly: "This is porridge made casually, so there is no name."

The little nurse blurted out: "This bowl of glutinous rice porridge is full of fragrance, why not call it Piaoxiang porridge?
After hearing this, the doctor agreed, "The name Piaoxiang Congee is really good, very appropriate."

After finishing speaking, the doctor smiled and said to Lu Yang: "Sir, I usually like to cook at home. If I have time some other day, I would like to ask you for some advice."

The little nurse answered, "Brother, can you teach me how to make Piaoxiang porridge? I can make it for grandma when I get home."

"no problem."

Lu Yang said cheerfully: "If you really want to taste it, I'll bring some more tomorrow. As for the recipe and materials, I can write it down on paper and bring it along. If you are interested, you can copy it yourself."

Unexpectedly, his selfless behavior would trigger a wave of porridge porridge in the hospital, and inadvertently increase the popularity of porridge porridge.

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"Qin Jinquan, why are you cutting the cabbage so slowly, it will be dark by the time you finish cutting the cabbage!"

"Brother Hong, don't rush, I'm already cutting very fast."

"The bamboo shoots are cut in different lengths, and some are thick and some are thin. No wonder the fried bamboo shoots are not eaten by dogs!"

"That dog doesn't even bother to eat my food! I must kill it!"

"The shredded radish should be thin and translucent, but look at the thickness you cut, it is almost ready to be used to dry the radish."

"Okay! Don't be picky anymore, my hands are sore,"

In the hotel kitchen, Hong Bo and Qin Jinquan shouted.

Tomorrow is the match day, and Hong Bo is going to give Qin Jinquan some final advice.

Of course, the tone was as harsh as ever.

Tomorrow's game is related to the future of Songhe Hotel, and it's easy to say if you win.

In case of losing, I'm afraid the hotel won't last for a few days.

These old buddies who have worked together for several years are probably going to go their separate ways.

Qin Jinquan obviously didn't understand Hong Bo's good intentions, thinking that he was using himself to vent the pressure.

As a trainee chef, Qin Jinquan thinks he has done everything well.

Lu Yang stepped into the kitchen door and saw this scene.

A pile of chopped vegetables was piled up at Qin Jinquan's feet, and Hong Bo corrected his mistakes.

Lu Yang casually grabbed a small handful of cabbage and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

"Qin Jinquan, your mentality is too impetuous."

Hearing that Lu Yang was also teaching himself a lesson, Qin Jinquan muttered: "There are small workers who cut vegetables. Our chefs are only in charge of frying vegetables. It doesn't matter if we can't cut them well."

"You kid still dare to talk back!"

Hong Bo said angrily: "A chef can't cut vegetables, what kind of chef is he? I really wonder if you bought your chef certificate?"

"Humph!"

Qin Jinquan said disapprovingly: "Doctors don't know how to take care of patients, they still treat patients and heal their injuries."

"never mind."

Lu Yang stopped Hong Bo who was about to get angry, stretched out his hand and pushed Qin Jinquan aside, and picked up the kitchen knife in his hand to cut.

"Tattoo..."

Following a burst of crisp blades, the shredded cabbage fell to the nearby plate in a graceful arc.

"Ding! The host is worshiped, luck value +10!"

Hong Bo said with admiration: "Qin Jinquan, take a closer look, this is called Qiedun!"

Qin Jinquan looked at the shredded vegetables that Lu Yang had cut out, and was astonished.

Is this shredded cabbage cut out by Lu Yang with a knife?
If it was cut by a machine, it might not be as neat and beautiful as Lu Yang's.

These cabbage shreds are not only the same length, even the thickness is almost the same.

Not to mention Qin Jinquan, even Hong Bo couldn't compare to Lu Yang's sword skills.

Hong Bo has been learning how to cook for more than two years, but the things he cuts are not as good as the young Lu Yang in front of him.

Even if he is given another ten years, or even 20 years, it is impossible for him to cut cabbage shreds with this kind of knife.

"Chef Lu, take a break first, don't be as knowledgeable as this kid."

Hong Bo handed over the towel with a smile on his face, and asked Xiaogong to bring chairs and tea to Lu Yang.

"Qin Jinquan, whether it is knife skills or cooking, they are all basic skills that a chef should have."

Lu Yang patiently told Qin Jinquan about the chef's heart, so that he could calm down and practice his knife skills first.

"Oh."

Qin Jinquan nodded and said, "Chef Lu, although I'm not good at knife skills, I can cook well. How about I make you some shredded pork with green pepper?"

Lu Yang nodded noncommittally, but wanted to see whether Qin Jinquan's cooking skills had improved.

After the competition, he was going back to Haizhou. Before he left, he could train several excellent chefs for Tian Ankang, which was a worthwhile trip.

After getting Lu Yang's approval, Qin Jinquan happily took out green peppers, shredded pork and other ingredients.

After igniting the wok, Qin Jinquan poured in hot oil, and when the oil was [-]% hot, he picked up the wok with one hand, and put the marinated shredded pork into it and stir-fried according to the method of heating oil in a cold wok.

After a lot of busy work, Qin Jinquan put the fragrant green pepper shredded pork on the operating table, and said proudly: "Chef Lu, you can try it."

Lu Yang put down the teacup in his hand, but did not get up, but said to Hong Bo: "Brother Hong, try it first."