Super Chef Tycoon
Chapter 1285 Pork Stewed Vermicelli
Chapter 1285 Pork Stewed Vermicelli
The foodies were still discussing on the way home.
"What do you think this vermicelli tastes like?"
"I don't know, but Chef Yang said it was delicious."
"Never mind him, as long as it's delicious."
"But what does it smell like?"
"Chef Yang said it was tasteless, but it is easy to absorb the taste of other ingredients."
"Isn't that similar to a sea cucumber?"
"It's about the same as sea cucumber—"
……
The more I imagine food, the more I want to eat it.
Originally, the big guy thought that he would be so thinking that he couldn't sleep at all, but when he got home, he went to bed and fell asleep immediately.
Until the sun slanted to the west, everyone yawned and woke up with sleepy eyes.
Stretching, looking at the sky, he immediately changed his clothes and rushed to Baifeng Pavilion.
Families meet each other on the street, and the crowds of each street flow into the ocean like a tributary on the street at the front gate of Baifeng Pavilion.
Today's dusk is extraordinarily magnificent. Huoshaoyun is golden and brightly adorning most of the sky, and everything on the ground is also dressed in a bright coat. Today's style is extraordinarily soft.
Yang Song opened another twenty pots.
Twenty pots of pork stewed vermicelli, Yang Song dares to say that throughout the ages, no matter whether it is a different world or an earth age, no chef can compare with him in the stewed noodles with pork.
You thought he only cooked twenty pots.
No, human imagination should be unconstrained, and must not be imprisoned. As early as when the majority of people were still asleep, Yang Song had already cooked twenty pots of stewed pork and vermicelli in the military camp.
I have to say that cooking in the military camp really feels different.
A group of big men in armor were drooling around Yang Song. To be precise, they were drooling around the twenty pots. No one could make pork stewed vermicelli, only Yang Song could.
Time was running out, and he didn't have time to teach the chefs first, so he had to do it himself, and the other chefs were responsible for recording with small notebooks.
Pork stewed vermicelli is amazing, both a Sichuan dish and a Northeast dish.
One is hot, the other is really cold, but there are common dishes.
This is a dish with a strong flavor of Jianghu and family.
Pork, cabbage or sauerkraut, with vermicelli and some simple spices is what this dish is all about.
Not only the ingredients are simple, the production process is even simpler, but the taste is not simple.
As long as it is not summer in the border city, it is so cold that people shiver at other times. Even if there is plenty of sunshine, the cold air cannot really be washed away.
It is suitable to eat a bowl of hot pork stew vermicelli, even soup with vegetables served with hot steamed buns or rice, no matter how you eat it, it is delicious!
When it comes to the choice of pork, Yang Song is not that harsh. As I said earlier, this is a dish with undemanding ingredients.
The army slaughtered fifteen pigs, all sent by Yang Song.
Each pig weighs at least 300 catties, fat and strong, just right for cooking.
Yang Song directed people to peel and chop the pork into pieces, and finally set fire to remove the bloody waste.
The cook in charge of cooking in the barracks came over to stop him: "Chef Yang, we don't have this procedure for cooking in the barracks, we don't need to boil water, we eat fat, there is oil and water."
Usually, they are short of meat, so they finally eat it once, and they don't want to waste any fat.
"It's delicious and fragrant enough, don't worry." Yang Song knew that the other party was afraid that there would be too many people, and the big guy wouldn't be able to eat meat in his bowl.
The pig was sent by Yang Song, and so was the vermicelli. The most worthless cabbage was from the barracks itself. If Yang Song insisted on doing this, no one else could control it.
But there was a lieutenant named Ren Yifan, he couldn't bear it.
"That cook surnamed Yang! What about you, is it necessary to take so much trouble to cook for ordinary soldiers?"
"Just them, a group of starved ghosts reincarnated, just eat what they have."
"The most important thing is to give it to a high-quality general. I heard that you can do Buddha Jumping Over the Wall, and the recently popular gold inlaid jade. You can make a few for this general to try."
Yang Song didn't want to deal with this idiot who likes to eat and spray dung.
"The general is talking to you! Are you deaf?" Ren Yifan went over and was about to grab Yang Song and throw him to the ground.
As a result, as soon as the hand was stretched out, Yang Song seemed to have eyes behind him, and turned two steps to the side, just in time to hide.
Ren Yifan continued to reach out in another direction, but Yang Song took another two steps and dodged again.
Third time, fourth time...
Ren Yifan stretched out his hand again, first with one hand, then with two hands, Yang Song took two steps each time, and happened to dodge every time.
You can see it, but you can't reach it.
"Come on, catch him!" She became angry from embarrassment.
Yang Song stopped hiding, turned around, and gave Ren Yifan a straight look: "It's endless, isn't it?"
"Why are you talking to General Ben? You don't want to live anymore? Come and serve me with batons!" Ren Yifan sneered again and again: "Take off your trousers and beat him, and move a chair for General. I will personally oversee the work."
"The reward army will also be beaten?" Yang Song asked.
"Stop talking nonsense, if you are afraid of being beaten, come here and kneel on the ground and kowtow, and recognize this general as your grandfather!" Apart from his face being damaged, Ren Yifan was also thinking about Yang Song's family wealth.
Everyone in the barracks has heard about how profitable Baifeng Pavilion is in Baishui City. They all know that Yang Song is not only good at cooking, but also rich.
The soldiers were very excited when such a rich man came to cook for them.
Not everyone is an ambitious bastard like Ren Yifan!
"Why should I beg you for mercy?" Yang Song was not only not afraid, but even found it funny.
After success and fame, the tree is beautiful in the forest. Yang Song has seen the world and understands people's hearts better.
Isn't it the first time he has been plotted against?
He understands the despicable human nature in Ren Yifan all too well.
"Break his legs!" Ren Yifan was furious, as long as the cook has hands, he doesn't need legs.
He shouted for a long time, but found that no one listened to him at all.
"Why didn't you obey the general's order? You want to rebel?"
The ordinary soldiers didn't move, even Ren Yifan's personal soldiers didn't listen to him.
"You bastard!" He held up his whip, and was going to whip out the disobedient soldiers first.
"You are very majestic." The extremely light voice came from General Zuo Yu.
Ren Yifan immediately faltered, turned around and bowed to Zuoyu to salute: "General, the last general is just teaching that lifeless cook Yang Song a lesson."
He knew that Zuo Yu was disgusted by the general's abuse of ordinary soldiers, so he immediately blamed Yang Song.
"This Yang Song relied on himself as a famous person in the city. When he arrived at the barracks, he was arrogant. He didn't listen to the cook's advice. The general came to intercede for the cook. This damned cook actually told the general not to meddle in his own business, and insulted us at the North Camp. People, call us beggars, the last general is only angry for a while, and people will punish him, this has not yet been done."
Hit it up.
Ren Yifan was very proud, he just wronged Yang Song, this was in the military camp, it was his territory, of course he did whatever he said.
"Chef Yang never said that." Someone whispered.
The scene was too quiet, and I was afraid that the sound could be heard even if it was small.
Ren Yifan stared at him immediately: "It's that lifeless thing again?" '
"Speak up if you have something to say!" Zuo Yu said.
"Chef Yang never said that."
"Yes, Chef Yang never said that."
"Chef Yang said that cooking like him is more fragrant and delicious, and he never scolded us!"
"It's all General Ren. It's him who said that ordinary soldiers can just eat what they have, and tell Chef Yang to finish his work and get out!"
(End of this chapter)
The foodies were still discussing on the way home.
"What do you think this vermicelli tastes like?"
"I don't know, but Chef Yang said it was delicious."
"Never mind him, as long as it's delicious."
"But what does it smell like?"
"Chef Yang said it was tasteless, but it is easy to absorb the taste of other ingredients."
"Isn't that similar to a sea cucumber?"
"It's about the same as sea cucumber—"
……
The more I imagine food, the more I want to eat it.
Originally, the big guy thought that he would be so thinking that he couldn't sleep at all, but when he got home, he went to bed and fell asleep immediately.
Until the sun slanted to the west, everyone yawned and woke up with sleepy eyes.
Stretching, looking at the sky, he immediately changed his clothes and rushed to Baifeng Pavilion.
Families meet each other on the street, and the crowds of each street flow into the ocean like a tributary on the street at the front gate of Baifeng Pavilion.
Today's dusk is extraordinarily magnificent. Huoshaoyun is golden and brightly adorning most of the sky, and everything on the ground is also dressed in a bright coat. Today's style is extraordinarily soft.
Yang Song opened another twenty pots.
Twenty pots of pork stewed vermicelli, Yang Song dares to say that throughout the ages, no matter whether it is a different world or an earth age, no chef can compare with him in the stewed noodles with pork.
You thought he only cooked twenty pots.
No, human imagination should be unconstrained, and must not be imprisoned. As early as when the majority of people were still asleep, Yang Song had already cooked twenty pots of stewed pork and vermicelli in the military camp.
I have to say that cooking in the military camp really feels different.
A group of big men in armor were drooling around Yang Song. To be precise, they were drooling around the twenty pots. No one could make pork stewed vermicelli, only Yang Song could.
Time was running out, and he didn't have time to teach the chefs first, so he had to do it himself, and the other chefs were responsible for recording with small notebooks.
Pork stewed vermicelli is amazing, both a Sichuan dish and a Northeast dish.
One is hot, the other is really cold, but there are common dishes.
This is a dish with a strong flavor of Jianghu and family.
Pork, cabbage or sauerkraut, with vermicelli and some simple spices is what this dish is all about.
Not only the ingredients are simple, the production process is even simpler, but the taste is not simple.
As long as it is not summer in the border city, it is so cold that people shiver at other times. Even if there is plenty of sunshine, the cold air cannot really be washed away.
It is suitable to eat a bowl of hot pork stew vermicelli, even soup with vegetables served with hot steamed buns or rice, no matter how you eat it, it is delicious!
When it comes to the choice of pork, Yang Song is not that harsh. As I said earlier, this is a dish with undemanding ingredients.
The army slaughtered fifteen pigs, all sent by Yang Song.
Each pig weighs at least 300 catties, fat and strong, just right for cooking.
Yang Song directed people to peel and chop the pork into pieces, and finally set fire to remove the bloody waste.
The cook in charge of cooking in the barracks came over to stop him: "Chef Yang, we don't have this procedure for cooking in the barracks, we don't need to boil water, we eat fat, there is oil and water."
Usually, they are short of meat, so they finally eat it once, and they don't want to waste any fat.
"It's delicious and fragrant enough, don't worry." Yang Song knew that the other party was afraid that there would be too many people, and the big guy wouldn't be able to eat meat in his bowl.
The pig was sent by Yang Song, and so was the vermicelli. The most worthless cabbage was from the barracks itself. If Yang Song insisted on doing this, no one else could control it.
But there was a lieutenant named Ren Yifan, he couldn't bear it.
"That cook surnamed Yang! What about you, is it necessary to take so much trouble to cook for ordinary soldiers?"
"Just them, a group of starved ghosts reincarnated, just eat what they have."
"The most important thing is to give it to a high-quality general. I heard that you can do Buddha Jumping Over the Wall, and the recently popular gold inlaid jade. You can make a few for this general to try."
Yang Song didn't want to deal with this idiot who likes to eat and spray dung.
"The general is talking to you! Are you deaf?" Ren Yifan went over and was about to grab Yang Song and throw him to the ground.
As a result, as soon as the hand was stretched out, Yang Song seemed to have eyes behind him, and turned two steps to the side, just in time to hide.
Ren Yifan continued to reach out in another direction, but Yang Song took another two steps and dodged again.
Third time, fourth time...
Ren Yifan stretched out his hand again, first with one hand, then with two hands, Yang Song took two steps each time, and happened to dodge every time.
You can see it, but you can't reach it.
"Come on, catch him!" She became angry from embarrassment.
Yang Song stopped hiding, turned around, and gave Ren Yifan a straight look: "It's endless, isn't it?"
"Why are you talking to General Ben? You don't want to live anymore? Come and serve me with batons!" Ren Yifan sneered again and again: "Take off your trousers and beat him, and move a chair for General. I will personally oversee the work."
"The reward army will also be beaten?" Yang Song asked.
"Stop talking nonsense, if you are afraid of being beaten, come here and kneel on the ground and kowtow, and recognize this general as your grandfather!" Apart from his face being damaged, Ren Yifan was also thinking about Yang Song's family wealth.
Everyone in the barracks has heard about how profitable Baifeng Pavilion is in Baishui City. They all know that Yang Song is not only good at cooking, but also rich.
The soldiers were very excited when such a rich man came to cook for them.
Not everyone is an ambitious bastard like Ren Yifan!
"Why should I beg you for mercy?" Yang Song was not only not afraid, but even found it funny.
After success and fame, the tree is beautiful in the forest. Yang Song has seen the world and understands people's hearts better.
Isn't it the first time he has been plotted against?
He understands the despicable human nature in Ren Yifan all too well.
"Break his legs!" Ren Yifan was furious, as long as the cook has hands, he doesn't need legs.
He shouted for a long time, but found that no one listened to him at all.
"Why didn't you obey the general's order? You want to rebel?"
The ordinary soldiers didn't move, even Ren Yifan's personal soldiers didn't listen to him.
"You bastard!" He held up his whip, and was going to whip out the disobedient soldiers first.
"You are very majestic." The extremely light voice came from General Zuo Yu.
Ren Yifan immediately faltered, turned around and bowed to Zuoyu to salute: "General, the last general is just teaching that lifeless cook Yang Song a lesson."
He knew that Zuo Yu was disgusted by the general's abuse of ordinary soldiers, so he immediately blamed Yang Song.
"This Yang Song relied on himself as a famous person in the city. When he arrived at the barracks, he was arrogant. He didn't listen to the cook's advice. The general came to intercede for the cook. This damned cook actually told the general not to meddle in his own business, and insulted us at the North Camp. People, call us beggars, the last general is only angry for a while, and people will punish him, this has not yet been done."
Hit it up.
Ren Yifan was very proud, he just wronged Yang Song, this was in the military camp, it was his territory, of course he did whatever he said.
"Chef Yang never said that." Someone whispered.
The scene was too quiet, and I was afraid that the sound could be heard even if it was small.
Ren Yifan stared at him immediately: "It's that lifeless thing again?" '
"Speak up if you have something to say!" Zuo Yu said.
"Chef Yang never said that."
"Yes, Chef Yang never said that."
"Chef Yang said that cooking like him is more fragrant and delicious, and he never scolded us!"
"It's all General Ren. It's him who said that ordinary soldiers can just eat what they have, and tell Chef Yang to finish his work and get out!"
(End of this chapter)
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