Girlfriend is Fierce and Cute, Please Respect Yourself

"It's okay, it's okay! Are you the people from Yinghua?"

The woman chuckled softly, shook her hands a little flustered, and made an apologetic look at me.

So...she was still looking at me just now?

"Well, our president has gone to find the dean. Now I have nothing to do. I want to ask if there is anything we can help."

Who said that we are leaderless, isn't there another Fang Yiyi, she is more proficient in this kind of "communication" with the elders than the rest of us combined!

"Help?"

"It's nothing now, if you wait... why don't you play with them?"

Said and pointed to the children inside, when can "playing" be counted as helping, is it too easy?

"That...is there any chores?"

"Is there anything else I can do?"

They said it in unison with Tina, and then both of them were stunned for a moment. After looking at each other, they laughed inexplicably.

However, unlike me, Tina smiled reluctantly, and had to spare both hands to fight against You Lin's "power".

The reason I don't want to do it is very simple. Let me, a boy, play with children. This is really unbearable, so I should leave it to them.

Tina doesn't need to say more, she explained it just now, she is afraid of children, one can't go, the other doesn't want to go.

"Yes, yes, cleaning or cooking, but those are tiring?"

The woman pinched her chin and looked at us suspiciously. Instead of doing the easy work, she had to do the tiring work. In her eyes, Tina and I were two different people.

"can!"

"can!"

This time it is really unanimous. I have coaxed a little sister Xiaoxi when I grew up. The others really forget it. I am not that material, and the kitchen is my world.

You can see that Fang Yiyi is very suitable. She has such a good personality, and she is responsible for things. She is a typical wife and can definitely get along with children happily.

"What can you do? Look how cute they are, what's there to be afraid of?"

Tina was happy, but You Lin was unhappy. She took Tina and glanced inside. Some children didn't even know how to use chopsticks, and their movements were clumsy and cute.

Looking at it this way, it has nothing to do with Tina's fear. Are they obviously a group of little angels? !

"No! I'm going to die! I'm going to clean up!"

"What are you dead for? Take your life honestly, and we'll clean up later."

"Ye Xi! You take care of her!"

Obviously, the confrontation between Tina and You Lin ended with You Lin's victory, and now he is actually begging me?

"You...then what...I can't do anything, you can take care of your destiny! Come on!"

I wanted to help her, since Tina only helped us yesterday.

Since she doesn't want to, then don't force her. Anyway, there are so many people here, and there is no shortage of her as a "guest", but as soon as I was about to speak, You Lin glared back.

"Your surname is Ye?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

This question is so strange, what happened to the surname Ye, this is not a rare surname.

"Nothing! Nothing! What are you going to do? Cleaning too?"

"I'm fine with cooking, let's go to the kitchen..."

There is no rush to clean up. Children of this age will definitely take a nap after that. We can just clean at that time.

At this point in time, it's obvious that the kitchen is my home. After all, it's Ye Shuyun's son. I can't be ashamed of my father when I'm outside, right?

"That's fine, as you..."

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Qin Yu. If you want to call, just call me Sister Qin, and I won't agree to call Auntie, you know?"

"Yes! Sister Qin!"

After everyone looked at each other, they all laughed again. No wonder they were able to mingle with the group of children. There really was a reason.

"Then come in, say hello to the children first, I happen to know you too."

"old" friend

"Sister Qin, what shall we do for lunch today? Is there a recipe?"

I originally thought that such a big orphanage would definitely have an aunt who specializes in cooking to take care of the daily diet of this group of people.

But I didn't expect that it was Sister Qin who came in with me in the end, and she and I were the only ones who came in. The expected aunt didn't even see a hair.

Apart from the aged dean and security guard, the only young worker in this orphanage is actually a woman?

Being both a teacher and a chef, the energy expended increases exponentially. To do this kind of thing at such an age does seem a bit bizarre.

Speaking of the most realistic question, a mere orphanage will definitely not offer Sister Qin a high salary. After all, there are thousands of laborers in the labor market. Why does the dean spend a lot of money to find Sister Qin?

This money is enough for the children to eat good food, and the orphanage cannot afford to pay for her beauty.

Just based on Sister Qin's age and looks, it is more than enough to be a model. If you add that slightly witty conversation, the prospects are limitless, and it is a pity to be buried here.

"The recipes are all on the refrigerator door. You can do what you can do, right?"

Push your hair to the back of your head and tie it casually with a rubber band.

He didn't take special care of me because I was a "guest", he just took care of arranging the ingredients. For the weight of the dozen people in front of him, his movements were actually three points more proficient than me, and it really is practice makes perfect.

This immersed appearance actually gave me the illusion for a moment that it was not Sister Qin but my dad who was standing there. The two people were cooking exactly the same way.

Shaking his head, he put this "bold" idea behind him, and walked quickly to the door of the refrigerator, where he used a magnet to pick up dozens of colorful little notes.

At the top of all the notes, a row was pulled out by itself, and if I guessed correctly, this should be the menu for today's noon.

"Dongpo meat... fried chicken... baked egg salad... cabbage roll... grilled mackerel with mountain pepper... borscht..."

"Sister Qin, isn't this a bit too Western?"

This recipe is really good, almost all meat, poultry, eggs and milk are included. The quality of the food is really good, and it perfectly meets the needs of this group of children. Usually, we may not eat as well as them.

But this kind of dish serves more than a dozen people each time. I am afraid that the demolition subsidy from an old grandmother will not be enough. If there are not donations from all over the world, this orphanage is probably closed long ago!

So no matter how you look at it, in a place like an orphanage, it should be the kind of cauldron that is more suitable, which saves money and effort.

"Some dishes in Chinese food are difficult to divide, and this group of children can't afford to lose. It's still good, and no one will take it."

"Oh……"

I don't have much experience with this. When I was a child, even if I occasionally grabbed food with Xiaoxi, it was half a joke, but since she got angry once, I didn't even dare to start this "joke" again, and it was mainly Xiaoxi everywhere, she thought. I will give what I want.

After all, the word "brother" is not as good as I imagined. Some people should eat or eat, and they have to eat with a smile.

In my current state, watching Xiaoxi eat everything I made, I am happier than eating it myself, and my inner satisfaction is overwhelming!

And think about it carefully, if a woman like Sister Qin flips up and down with a frying pan, it is simply "beauty with beast".

"Also, I have only learned Western food, and Chinese food is only cooked by hand. I can't cook it if I want to."

Sister Qin chuckled, as if she was "ashamed" of her scope, and then turned her attention to her work.

"Then I'll make Dongpo Pork. Sister Qin, do you have an oven?"

I just glanced at the menu, and it is strange to say that basically all the dishes my dad taught me to do, and when I saw the name, there were steps in my mind.

Don't think about fried chicken nuggets and pan-fried mackerel. No matter how you look at the oily ones, they are made at the end. As for the cabbage rolls and baked egg salad, they should be done between the Dongpo meat.

And what puzzles me the most is that the baked egg salad should be my dad's homemade dish, and I never thought I would see the name of this dish here.

Now I just don't know what Sister Qin is doing, and I'm inexplicably curious.

In the menus of most restaurants, egg salad is actually unpleasant, because they all use scrambled eggs, so even if it tastes good afterward, the appearance is really not flattering.

But in my dad's concept, it's ok, diced poached eggs, served with tomatoes, purple cabbage, lettuce, and finished off with sherry balsamic and grated Parsons.

Soft and tender eggs and crunchy vegetables, together with clear vinegar sauce and mellow cheese, are a match made in heaven!

If it weren't for the fact that I still can't grasp the size of the baked eggs, every time it's either too tender or too old, I would definitely add such an item to the breakfast menu at home.

And now, looking around, I see that this kitchen really has everything, with all the seasonings.

There are Shirley balsamic vinegar and Parsons cheese on the shelf over there. A normal Chinese family would not prepare this, even an ordinary western chef would not consider buying this. There are obviously more popular choices in front of you. .

To a certain extent, even the seasonings are so meticulously selected, Sister Qin's craftsmanship will definitely not be too bad.

I'll have to see how Sister Qin makes it later. If it's scrambled eggs, tell her my father's recipe. The taste must be very different.

"Oven? What do you want the oven for?"

"Boil the skin after blanching, my dad taught me that."

For most chefs, Dongpo pork is put into the pot after blanching, and it is stewed for a while until it becomes soft and glutinous and melts in the mouth.

This is not a bad idea, but according to my dad, if you can bake the skin a little bit, not only will the soft and glutinous taste not change after it is done, but it will also have a refreshing layer on top of the soft and glutinous.

This practice is also a small characteristic of my dad. Chefs of their level always have some strange hobbies.

It will be regarded as truth by those who like it, and it will be criticized as worthless by those who hate it.

"over there……"

Sister Qin put down her work and pointed to the corner of the wall for me.

I don't know if it's my illusion, the expression on my face is a bit complicated, and I keep staring at my face as if trying to see something.

"Are you sure this is what your dad taught you?"

"Yes, it would be better if there is rattan pepper oil here. Our family uses rattan pepper oil to make it."

Sister Qin's question is so strange, who taught me how could I remember it wrong?

Regarding the vine pepper oil, my father and I emphasized it, and explained it in a dozen sentences.

This is his own unique secret recipe. There is only one in the world. Many people have never even heard of this oil, let alone use it for cooking.

Dongpo pork means "fat but not greasy" in Chinese, so sugar is added to relieve the greasy.

But if you use rattan pepper oil, you can use the freshness of rattan pepper oil to neutralize the greasy Dongpo meat, and there will be a unique hemp fragrance, which are two completely different textures.