[Comprehensive martial arts] I heard that you want to draw cards

Zhang Yong stared eagerly at the small casserole on the small stove, his stomach was hungry, and his eyes showed longing: "Boss, am I ready for this?!"

Liang Sanyuan, who was handling the beef in his hand, didn't raise his head, and said calmly: "It's not good, don't move."

"Oh." Zhang Yong put down his hand that was about to touch the lid of the pot, and smiled mischievously.

He Ji stuffed a big mouthful of rice into his mouth, took the time to look up at Zhang Yong, and spoke vaguely: "You can touch it while it's still on fire, and you're not afraid to burn your hands."

Being teased by others, Zhang Yong didn't care at all, instead he leaned over: "Xiao Ji, can you give me a bite first?"

He Ji didn't speak, his little head shook like a rattle, he protected the small casserole in front of him, freed one hand to pull the stool under him, turned around and used his slender back to block Zhang Yong from looking at the small casserole hungry wolf General green sight.

The kitchen is not big, and it gets more crowded when there are more people.It was inconvenient to place tables and chairs, so she moved a high square stool and a lower round stool to form a simple set of tables and chairs.

Seeing the little girl's behavior of defending him like a wolf, Zhang Yong really didn't have the nerve to continue to move forward.

Liang Sanyuan glanced at him: "Shouldn't you be ashamed to snatch a child's meal?"

He Ji, who switches between adults and children from time to time——He Ji's age will always be Schrödinger's age.

Smelling the aroma that wafted through the room, Zhang Yong swallowed, showing a flattering smile: "Boss, the food you cook is so delicious."

Boss Liang, who has experienced many ups and downs, is no longer a person who can be easily moved by others' compliments, and he has no wavering in the face of Zhang Yong's frank flattery.

Zhang Yong felt wronged.

But it didn't disappoint Zhang Yong for too long, Liang Sanyuan counted the time, and suddenly said: "It's ok."

Zhang Yong became excited instantly, and without thinking about it, he wanted to lift the lid of the casserole with his hands.Liang Sanyuan hit the long spoon in Zhang Yong's hand with sharp eyes and hands, and shouted at the same time: "Don't you want your hand?!"

The small casserole has been simmering with fire, and the heat was not long after the fire was turned off, and the temperature was still very high. If you touch it directly with your hands, you must scald a layer of skin and flesh.Fortunately, Liang Sanyuan moved quickly, but even so, Zhang Wu's fingers touched the edge of the pot lid, and there was a burst of burning pain immediately.

Liang Sanyuan pointed to the wet cloth next to him: "Use that to hold it."

Compared with the desire for delicious food, this small injury on the hand is nothing at all.Zhang Yong responded, and happily listened to Liang Sanyuan's words. He took a thick wet towel and put a small casserole on it. He looked around, put the pot next to an unused stove, and found a stool from the yard. , ready to enjoy his evening shift here.

The small casserole is much smaller than the usual soup and stew, but it is only the size of a slightly larger porcelain bowl, suitable for one or two people to eat.

However, everyone in the inn has always served one bowl after another when eating, which is not enough, and there is no time to share the food.

After setting up the bench, with his upper body upright and a solemn expression, Zhang Yong opened the lid of the casserole with the solemn attitude of seeing Mei Jiao Niang (of course he didn't).

In an instant, a strong aroma came to the nostrils, mixed with a slight aroma of wine, peculiar and mouth-watering.

On the top is a layer of bright red Cantonese-style sausage, which is the source of the aroma of the wine.There is an egg lying in the middle. The stewed egg is not fully cooked, and the yolk is half-solidified. Due to Zhang Yong's action of putting it down just now, the tender yellow yolk is still trembling slightly, which looks very attractive.

Before Zhang Yong picked up the chopsticks to enjoy the food, Liang Sanyuan put two cooked green rapeseeds on the food with his long chopsticks.

At this point, a cured claypot rice is finally completed.

Today's inn staff dinner is claypot rice.

Possessing special skills (skill book), Liang Sanyuan felt that it would be overkill to only make food that suits the tastes of the locals, but he dare not judge things like taste at will, and he can’t let customers be test products, so he can only point to his own employees. up.

Fortunately, no matter what he cooks, it is very delicious, so he is not accused by the employees of being a black-hearted boss.

The practice of claypot rice is not complicated, but it is a test for the chef to make a good taste.Liang Sanyuan, the small casserole needed for claypot rice, bought it in the system mall, and lied that he bought it outside, and no one doubted it.

Small pots use small stoves, and there is only one small stove in the kitchen. Setting up a few more in the yard will damage the environment and affect the appearance. Liang Sanyuan had to cook one pot before making the next pot.

Even if Liang Sanyuan opened it, he was not sure which method would taste better.He used different ingredients and methods for several claypot rice dishes, and experimented with the best taste.

But no matter what, it is no surprise that the staff meal this time was still well received.

It was getting late, and there were only one or two tables of guests left, and only one person was waiting.After learning the lesson from last time, Zhang Yong took the initiative to replace his younger brother's job and let his younger brother eat first. He no longer wants to feel the pain of being able to smell but not eat.

The first pot belonged to Zhang Wu, and the second pot was brought home by Wu Zhong who finished his work, ready to share it with his family.The third pot belonged to the hungry little girl who had just finished school, except for Wang Yao who needed to watch the fire, the fourth pot was Zhang Yong's turn.

Zhang Yong who waited helplessly for two pots: ...

Fortunately, delicious food filled his broken and injured heart.

The weather was cold, and the guests left early. About an hour later, all the guests had left, and the inn closed, ending the day's work.After Liang Sanyuan finished cooking Wang Yao's claypot rice and asked her to keep the small fire on the small stove, she was going to go upstairs to wash up briefly.

Without him, today is the time for Ximen Chuuxue to visit again.Every time I cook a small meal for Sword God alone, even if Liang Sanyuan has eaten before, he will feel hungry unconsciously when he sees another wonderful eating and broadcasting.The little boss who doesn't like sports, in order to prevent himself from becoming a 280-jin integrity fat house early, simply has dinner with idols.

Ximen Chuuxue also agreed to his request.

When Liang Sanyuan tidied himself up before going downstairs, the white-clothed Shengxue Sword God was already standing in the yard, staring at the little plum tree that had grown a bit.

The relationship between Liang Sanyuan and Ximen Chuuxue has become more and more familiar. All the unknown fears in his heart have dissipated, and only the joy and happiness of seeing his friends are left.

Liang Sanyuan, who had lost the responsibility of supporting an inn and raising employees, was a bit childish. He lifted the curtain separating the hall from the backyard, and saw the long and upright Ximen Chuixue. He jumped a little and trotted a few steps In front of the latter.

The little boss raised his head slightly, his beautiful peach eyes slightly curved: "Master Ximen."

When Liang Sanyuan went downstairs, Ximen Chuuxue heard the voice, he looked back at Xiaomeishu, turned to look at the door curtain, and watched the little boss walking towards him step by step, his always indifferent heart suddenly softened.

The little boss's voice was pure and clear, and he suggested with a smile: "Shall we have claypot rice today?"

Ximen Chuuxue nodded.He has always been not picky about food in the small inn. Although he doesn't know what "claypot rice" is, since he can eat it in a while, he doesn't need to ask any more. Anyway, he doesn't have to worry about it being unpalatable.

Received an affirmative answer, and Liang Sanyuan was in a great mood.Even if his proposal would be adopted every time, it would be a pleasure to ask a few more questions and get the approval of the Sword God.

He walked into the kitchen he had just left.

The little boss' friend, owner Ximen, would come to the inn every once in a while, and everyone in the inn was used to it. Needless to say, Wang Yao would also consciously keep lights and fires on.

Liang Sanyuan looked rather flimsy, Wang Yao prepared many thick clothes for him, although he knew his physical condition, but couldn't bear to brush off her kindness, Liang Sanyuan could only wear it, and his figure looked a bit mellow.

Ximen Chuuxue looked at the back of his cheerful footsteps, for some reason, he raised his heels to follow behind him, and stopped at the kitchen door.

Cooking is now Liang Sanyuan's housekeeping skill other than transformation. Seeing Ximen Chuuxue watching at the door, his face is still blushing and his heart is not beating, and he is immersed in the joy of cooking.

Liang Sanyuan took out two small casserole pots and coated them with a thin layer of oil.

The high-quality silk seedling fragrant rice he chooses is long and thin. Wash it and put it in a casserole. Pour in an appropriate amount of water, drop a few drops of oil, boil it over high heat until it boils, then turn it down to low heat until the surface water dries up, and put it into slices. Cantonese-style sausage and marinated beef, cover and simmer for a while, then pour the prepared sauce, add two small green vegetables, beat in an egg, continue to cover, extinguish the fire, and simmer A quarter of an hour will do.

The beef is beef tenderloin, cut into large and thin slices, marinated with oil, light soy sauce and cornstarch, easy to cook, soft and tender, delicious and smooth.

The sausage is sweet and fragrant, mixed with a hint of wine aroma, which makes people have endless aftertaste.

After a few experiments, Liang Sanyuan, a small green vegetable, chose to stew it together in a casserole. This kind of green vegetable not only has a crisp taste to remove greasy, but also adds a bit of meaty fragrance, rich taste, and more delicious taste. good.

In the whole claypot rice, the most amazing thing is the rice.The rice grains are distinct, and the fat of the sausage on the top layer and the sauce of the beef are soaked into the rice, with the smell of cured meat and meat, rich and soft.The rice in the middle is white and crystal clear, exuding the most original rice fragrance.The bottom layer of crispy rice is the essence of the whole claypot rice. It is crispy and browned, with a hint of sweetness. The more you chew, the more delicious it becomes.

The rice alone is very layered.

After tasting the different flavors of the rice, fully stir the meat, eggs and rice on the upper layer, so that every grain of rice is stained with cured meat and sauce, the taste is rich, and the mouth and teeth are fragrant. Every bite is the ultimate enjoyment.

The kitchen was tidied up by Wang Yao, and there was a strong night wind in the yard, which would make the claypot rice cool down rapidly and affect the taste.After seeking Ximen Chuuxue's opinion, Liang Sanyuan imitated Zhang Yong and moved two stools in the yard, and the two of them enjoyed the delicacy on the stove.

There is no rule of eating without talking in the rivers and lakes. Without mobile phones and TVs, eating is really boring.After getting acquainted with Ximen Chuuxue, Liang Sanyuan can talk when the two of them eat, and he is very content to get a short reply.

Liang Sanyuan was in high spirits: "...so, according to my reasoning, Lu Xiaofeng really found the Embroidery Thief, and it's his friend Jin Jiuling!"

Of course, Ximen Chuuxue knew about the big case that everyone in the Jianghu had been involved in recently, but he didn't expect that Liang Sanyuan was involved.Seeing the little boss begging for compliments, a smile flashed across Ximen Chuuxue's eyes.After chewing the food in his mouth carefully, he said lightly after the little boss couldn't hear the compliment he had originally imagined and started to lose his temper: "You are very smart."

Hearing the idol's praise, Liang Sanyuan quickly regained his vitality and said triumphantly, "Of course."

In the hearts of the inn staff, Liang Sanyuan is a solid and reliable boss. He is Huamanlou's gentle and considerate friend, and also a bad friend who bickers and ridicules with Lu Xiaofeng. Unsteady at his age.

Liang Sanyuan rubbed his chin to reflect on himself.

Could it be that Ximen Chuuxue, an idol, gave him such a strong sense of security that the great brotherhood between the two was also mixed with a secret --- father-son relationship?

Ah bah, definitely not!