Song Zhaozhao and Song Qilu were talking and laughing while cooking. A guard in silver clothes came from nowhere and stood behind him and Song Qilu. When Song Zhaozhao turned around, he was really startled.

Fortunately, Song Zhaozhao's mental construction was pretty good and he didn't scream in shame.

"Master Song, Miss Song."

The man was quite polite. Seeing that Song Zhaozhao was frightened by him, he kept apologizing to Song Zhaozhao.

"What's the matter?"

Song Qilu can be regarded as the governor of the Beizhen Fusi. Generally, when Lu Chenmo and Yan Liluo are not around, Song Qilu will handle the affairs related to the Beizhen Fusi.

"Master Song, Miss Lu and Mr. Shao are outside Fusi, Beizhen. Master Lu is still in prison. Master Yan said that all matters will be decided by Master Song."

Song Qilu: "..."

You two are the boss!

"This Miss Lu is Mr. Lu's biological sister. Mr. Shao is related to the Lu family. He will soon organize files in Beizhen Fusi. Please invite them in."

Song Qilu thought again and again.

"Yes, Mr. Song."

After the silver-clad Jin Yiwei left, Song Qilu looked at Song Zhaozhao with guilt.

"Miss Song, I'm afraid you have to cook more food."

Song Zhaozhao: "..."

One sheep is fed, two sheep are cooked, and a group of sheep are driven. It's just cooking. It's hard for me, Song Zhaozhao, to do this.

Song Zhaozhao smiled: "It's okay, just make some simple meals."

"Then let me help Miss Song."

Free labor was not used in vain, so Song Zhaozhao asked Song Qilu to go aside and wash the vegetables.

"By the way, Qi Lu, is the Mr. Shao you just mentioned Shao Qingyuan?"

"Yes, he is Mr. Shao Qingyuan, Miss Lu's fiance." Song Qilu said while washing vegetables.

"By the way, Miss Song and Mr. Shao know each other?"

"We met when we were young. We are both from Chenjiazhuang outside the city." Song Zhaozhao reluctantly found a suitable way to say it. After all, she didn't want everyone to think that she and Shao Qingyuan were so close.

Naturally, Song Qilu didn't think that much, so he just nodded: "So that's it."

"Qi Lu, you just said that Shao Qingyuan also wants to work in the Fusi of Beizhen?"

"Yes, this Young Master Shao is the current Juren. Our Beizhen Fusi Zhongzheng just needs someone to sort out the archives. Moreover, this Young Master Shao and our Mr. Lu will be a family in the near future. No, Mr. Shao comes to our Bei Town."

The Zhenfu Division is just right."

Yes. Shao Qingyuan is indeed the most suitable, bar none.

However, according to the current situation, Song Zhaozhao is opening a cafeteria in Fusi, Beizhen, Lu Chenmo and Yan Liluo are Jinyiwei, Brother Song is also going to join Jinyiwei, Shao Qingyuan is organizing files in Jinyiwei, good guys, they are here again

Together! Song Zhaozhao gets a headache just thinking about it.

Forget it, forget about these things for now and finish cooking the food first.

The first thing Song Zhaozhao made was Guobao Pork. Song Zhaozhao first cut the pork tenderloin he had just bought into thin slices, and then cut the carrots into shreds for later use. He put the freshly cut tenderloin into a large bowl, filled with eggs and

Make white flour, then add some salt and other ingredients, then pour in some appropriate amount of white wine, melt all the seasonings, marinate for a while and set aside.

After the meat was marinated and put aside, Song Zhaozhao put the fine sugar and rice vinegar together to make a sweet and sour sauce, which he would use later.

Everything is ready. Song Zhaozhao heats up the oil in the pan. When the oil is almost heated, he can put the newly marinated tenderloin into the oil pan one by one. When it is fried into light yellow, Song Zhaozhao fishes out the tenderloin.

After coming out and waiting for the oil pan to heat up again, Song Zhaozhao put the tenderloin into the pan again.

"Miss Song, what are you doing? Why did you put it in again after it was blown up?"

Song Qilu on the side looked puzzled.

Song Zhaozhao smiled and said, "The tenderloin just now was not good, but the one now is good."

Just as he was talking, Song Zhaozhao took the golden tenderloin out of the oil pan.

"Then why did it have to be blown up twice?"

"This is to allow the tenderloin to be fried better, and the tenderloin produced in this way will taste better and the meat will be crispier."

Song Zhaozhao said while pouring out the oil again, leaving only a small amount of cooking oil in the pot. Put the shredded carrots into the oil pot and stir-fry until fragrant. Then pour in the sweet and sour sauce, and wait for the juice to simmer until it becomes semi-thick.

After bubbling, add the fried meat slices and stir-fry for a few times before serving.

The aroma of the freshly made Guobao Pork immediately hit your nostrils, attracting people outside to stop and stop.

"Miss Song, what kind of dish is this? Is it so fragrant?"

Song Qilu, who was washing vegetables, also joined in.

"Would you like to have a taste?" Song Zhaozhao pushed the pot-roasted meat in front of Song Qilu's eyes.

"May I?"

"Of course." Song Zhaozhao said and had already prepared the chopsticks for Song Qilu.

Song Qilu picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. Song Zhaozhao also looked at Song Qilu expectantly.

"Miss Song, this dish of yours is so fragrant and delicious. What kind of dish is it? It's so delicious. It's crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, sour and sweet. It must go very well with rice..."

Song Qilu kept talking and was full of praise for Song Zhaozhao's Guobao Pork.

Song Zhaozhao was naturally very happy to hear so many compliments: "This dish is called Guobao Pork."

"Miss Song, can I have this dish often?"

Although Song Qilu felt very embarrassed, this dish was really delicious. Song Qilu wished he could eat this dish every day.

“As long as you love to eat, it’s okay to do it every day.”

It's just a dish, and it's very easy to make.

"Little tailor, you are so amazing. I didn't expect you to be able to make such delicious food! Qingyuan and I smelled the fragrance when we were outside. It's like a delicious fragrance!"

Just as he was talking, Lu Jinmo and Shao Qingyuan also walked in.

Of course, if Song Zhaozhao hadn't been in the cafeteria at this time, Lu Jinmo would never have come.

"Little doctor girl, you are here. Now that you are here, please try this pot-wrapped pork dish."

"Miss Lu, Mr. Shao, please try Miss Song's Guobao Pork. It's so delicious."

As Song Qilu said, he didn't forget to pick up another piece and put it in his mouth.

Lu Jinmo and Shao Qing had no idea that Song Qilu was so exaggerated, but they also wanted to try the hotpot pork that Song Qilu praised as even more heavenly than the gods.

Now the Guobao Pork has just come out of the pot, and the meat is still hot. Lu Jinmo and Shao Qingyuan ate the Guobao Pork while it was still hot. The texture was very crispy, and after their teeth penetrated the outermost layer of puff pastry, they could

You can feel the tenderness of the meat inside. When you bite into it, the sour, sweet and meaty aroma fills your lips and teeth.

“It’s delicious. The texture is tender and crispy. This is truly a delicacy in the world!”
Chapter completed!