It is impossible to roll.

Especially when it comes to delicious food, people can’t leave even more before they can get it back.

Yan Qi looked at Gong Ming shamelessly, as if he didn't know that Jiang Si already knew that they were master and apprentice. He called Gong Ming and said, "It's so lonely to eat alone. It's more delicious to eat with two people. I'll eat with you."

?”

Gong Ming opened his mouth to refuse.

Jiang Si spoke in time: "Teacher, since Director Yan has spoken, please let him in and let him know that I am more suitable for the cooking department than the planting department."

The child who was about to be his student spoke.

To give her a face, Gong Ming snorted arrogantly, waved his hand, and walked into the classroom first: "Come in."

Yan Qi followed closely, not forgetting to point his finger at the ginger thread, opened his mouth and silently cursed: Bad thing.

Jiang Si smiled provocatively at him, opened her mouth and silently retorted: "Bullshit."

As soon as Yan Qi entered the room, the aroma of meat mixed with spices hit his nose. He stretched his head to see what was cooking in the pot.

Gong Ming coughed slightly, and Yan Qi stood beside Gong Ming without stretching or probing his head.

Jiang Si rolled her eyes: "Teacher, can I ask Director Yan for help?"

Gong Ming picked up his clay pot and said, "If you don't let a person like this come here to eat for free, how can you do anything if you don't let him do some work? You can call him whatever you want."

A very cute old man.

She won her heart deeply.

Jiang Si grinned, "Then I'll trouble Director Yan."

As Jiang Si spoke, she pulled out two solid iron rods. One weighed 15 kilograms and the other two weighed 30 kilograms, and they were placed on the table.

Cut off the beef hind leg meat, wash it, use paper to absorb the water, remove the fascia inside, put the beef on the chopping board, spread his hands and pointed: "Director Yan, please pick up the iron bar on the table, and repeat

Hammer it."

Master is watching from above.

Yan Qi had no choice but to roll up his sleeves, walked down, picked up the hammer and started hammering. Feeling angry, he used his mental power. After a while, the meat was turned into mud by him.

Jiang Si took another piece of fat and thin skinned black pork, put it on the other side, and asked him to wash the iron rod and hammer the black pork.

While he was pounding the black pork, Jiang Si turned over the beef mince and removed the fascia that had not been removed completely.

Sprinkle salt on it and ask Yan Qi to come over and pound the beef again until the gelatin comes out.

The pork was also pounded into a puree, and Jiangsi put the pureed meat in a basin. There were no chopped green onions, only arm-sized green onions.

She chopped the scallions and ginger into fine pieces and added cooking wine and an unknown egg white. She took out a pair of chopsticks and said, "Director Yan, you are ready over there. Please help me stir it until it becomes thick.

"

Yan Qi was beaten up before for experimenting with genetic candy, so he used a therapeutic device to treat him casually. He hammered for half an hour continuously, and his hands were sore.

But he did not dare to speak, fearing that his master would drive him away, so he vented all his dissatisfaction on minced meat.

Jiang Si put the beef mince in a basin, found the starch, sprinkled it into it, added salt and pepper, and started stirring it directly.

Grind the beef into a smooth paste, squeeze it into balls with your left hand, take it with a spoon in your right hand, put it in warm water, and shape it into balls.

After all the beef balls are squeezed out, cook over medium heat until they float and the aroma of the beef balls comes out.

Yan Qi, who was stirring the minced pork, licked his lips: "Ginger, are you ready? Can you eat it?"

Jiang Si glanced at him from the corner of her eyes and replied: "It's not cooked yet, wait another 3 to 5 minutes, the pork you're mixing is ready, no need to stir it."

Yan Qi quickly put down the chopsticks in his hands and came over.

Add the shredded ginger to the pot and pour the oil again.

After three to five minutes passed, she took out the beef balls.

Two large pieces of beef will make more than 100 beef balls.

Yan Qi couldn't wait to transform into a foodie and wanted to eat.

Jiang Si took the bowl of beef balls and hid, took out the food box in her space button, only kept 20 beef balls, and put the rest in the food box.

Yan Qi raised his hands in the air, dumbfounded, and accused Gong Ming: "Mr. Gong, look, you are interested in little Jiang Si, she is hiding something secret."

Gong Ming's eyes squinted, Jiang Si fastened the food box, held the food box, and came to Gong Ming: "Teacher, you put these into the space button. You can make a soup later. You can put a few in, or you can eat it directly.

.”

Gong Ming's white beard curled up, and his eyes that were tilted towards Yan Qi were retracted. He took the box and stuffed it into his own space button: "You are still a filial child, unlike some people who eat for nothing and talk nonsense."

Before the meal could even reach his mouth, he complained in a slanderous manner: "..."

Return the shredded ginger and turn down the heat of the stew pot and braised beef pot.

The oil pan that had just been heated was 50% to 60% hot. She took the pork clay pot and made deep-fried meatballs.

The smell of frying wafts far away.

Several departments next to the Culinary Department were tortured by the fragrance, and their thoughts went far away. Thinking about the Culinary Department, isn't there no students?

Could it be that the principal of the cooking department took it upon herself to cook a feast?

It's not like that. They've been here for two or three years and haven't smelled anything.

Deep-fried meatballs can be eaten fresh after deep-frying.

But Jiang Si didn’t tell Yan Qi.

He just stared there eagerly.

There are more fried meatballs made from two strips of pork belly than beef meatballs.

Yan Qi was smarter this time. When he saw Jiang Si taking out the food box, he grabbed a bowl and stuffed it into the empty space.

Jiang Si looked at him with contempt, divided the meatball into three parts, kept one part for later, filled one part for Gong Ming, filled one part for herself, and then sent it to Cheap Husband.

The meatballs are all done.

There were not enough 8 vegetables, so I cut a few ribs, cleaned them, marinated them, wrapped them in tin foil, and put them in the oven.

After 20 minutes, the whole room was filled with the aroma of vegetables.

Jiangsi started to serve the dishes, put them in front of Gong Ming, and introduced: "Teacher, braised beef, cold bitter vegetables, stir-fried wheat vegetables, braised pork balls, egg drop beef ball soup, braised pork, fried pork with colorful peppers

, grilled pork ribs.”

"There are exactly 8 dishes. You can try them. If you don't like them, I will make them again next time until you are satisfied."

The children look delicate and well-behaved.

Do things neatly and neatly.

The cooking techniques are even more skillful.

The more Gong Ming watched, the more satisfied he became. He was much better than some people waiting for a meal. He knocked on the table with his chopsticks, and knocked Yan Qi up, who had already sat down to wait for the meal. He pointed at Yan Qi's position and said: "Kid.

, you sit here."

Yan Qi felt aggrieved.

He doesn't say.

Speaking out, Master not only dislikes me, but also dislikes me.

"Thank you, teacher." Jiang Si smiled proudly, pushed Yan Qi away, sat down, picked up a spoon, filled up the beef meatball soup, and placed it in front of Gong Ming. Her smiling eyes curled up and she cried sweetly.

Saying: "Teacher, take a sip of soup first to moisten your throat."
Chapter completed!