Chapter 488 Time Management
Facing Qin’s words, Yin Ye nodded silently.
made his own response.
"That's natural."
...
...
The night passed quietly.
No matter what happened this night, when it's all over, it's really gone forever.
After the conversation with Fang Bi, Xue Ling returned to the room and slept soundly.
But early the next morning, she was still woken up by Fang Bu.
"It's very early now." Xue Ling complained. Because she went to bed very late and slept soundly, she didn't want to get up early.
What's more, it's not the Xiaohun Inn period now. Even if he gets up, there's nothing to do.
"Get up and cook!" Fang Bie said with a straight face, but he laughed halfway through.
"Me?" Xue Ling pointed to herself and was stunned for a moment: "Where's Sister Ping?"
To be honest, Sister Ping is actually making breakfast recently.
Although it was said that a master like Sister Ping made a mistake in making breakfast for herself, since Sister Ping didn't say anything, everyone still enjoyed it with peace of mind.
After all, even though Sister Ping is good at martial arts, she is actually good at cooking. After all, before Xue Ling came, He Ping was the cook part-time at Xiaohun Inn.
It can only be said that these days, an assassin without any other skills may really not be able to survive.
"Sister Ping is practicing." Fang Bieyan said concisely.
Xue Ling was a little surprised.
Because before this, I had almost never seen He Ping practicing Kung Fu.
Generally speaking, He Ping basically spends her free time drinking, drinking, and drinking.
And Sister Ping is always drinking, but she has never been seen drunk. Maybe this is also a skill.
But don't say it so simply, Xue Ling will not be able to break the casserole and ask the truth.
"Then what shall we eat?" Xue Ling asked.
"Duck blood vermicelli soup?" Fang Bie asked.
Xue Ling suddenly drooped her face.
"I don't know how!"
She really doesn't know how. Duck blood vermicelli soup is Jinling's special breakfast. How could Xue Ling, a Yanjing native, know Jinling's duck blood vermicelli soup.
"No, it doesn't matter." Fang Bie smiled: "I'll teach you."
... In principle, after arriving at Guo Mansion, Fang Bie's three meals a day should be provided by
Guo
The chef of the mansion is in charge, but in fact, the three meals a day are cooked by Fangbie's own people, and only the ingredients are provided by the Guo mansion.
I have to say that the ingredients provided by Guo Mansion are all of the best quality.
The person who usually cooks is mainly Sister Ping, and then Xue Ling, and Fang Bie sometimes does the cooking.
Apart from these three people, Mr. Sheng doesn't know how to cook at all. According to Mr. Sheng's words, having money can make a fool of himself. But if you have money, why don't you worry about not having enough to eat?
The same goes for Heiwu. It's okay for Ru Mao to drink blood and eat raw food. If there is something cooked that he can eat, he also welcomes it, but it is better to kill him than to let him cook.
As for Ning Xia, Ning Xia actually has the style of a young lady, because no matter how much she thinks of Ning Xia as Ning Huan's concubine in the Palace of Joy and Sorrow, she will never go so far as to cook for herself.
Shang Jiuge is considered a little expert in survival in the wild. After all, the little sister-in-law who can survive in Huashan Mountain without taking any money is basically a legend in the world.
But human legends are human legends, and we have to explain the truth seriously.
Because Shang Jiuge's cooking conditions were limited, she could barely grill a fish or make a beggar's chicken, but for more complicated meals, it would be more satisfying to kill Shang Jiuge.
And the Dragon Boat Festival is also a little monk who only knows how to eat.
As a result, in the entire Xiaohun Inn, except for the non-staff member Huo Ying, the leaders in the catering industry are still the three giants of the inn, namely He Ping, Fang Bie, and Xue Ling.
Xue Ling is among them, and she is not guilty at all.
After all, the girl is the number one cook at Xiaohun Inn!
Duck skeleton, ginger slices, coagulated dark red duck blood, and slightly yellowed hard vermicelli.
Xue Ling looked at the ingredients in front of her, and for a moment the cook girl felt a little helpless.
But that's not all, the duck liver, small pieces of duck intestines, small pieces of duck heart, and duck delicacies are also cut into small pieces.
The so-called duck blood vermicelli soup basically uses all parts of the duck.
Ducks are so cute, why do we eat ducks?
Then there is only one answer, and that is that duck is really delicious.
Xue Ling looked at all the ingredients for making duck blood and vermicelli soup, and then looked at the seasonings on the side.
Emerald green coriander, bright yellow minced ginger, snow-white chopped green onion, refined salt as fine as snow grains, and even a small jar of tempting white pepper, a small bottle of sesame oil, and a small bottle of bright red chili oil.
There is also a braised bun.
With so many ingredients and seasonings, if Shang Jiuge were to come, I'm afraid she would be completely helpless.
But even Xue Ling felt that she was almost done.
So much, what to do!
She could only raise her head and look at Fang Bie: "You said yes!"
You said yes, but I don't know how to teach me.
"Yes, I said yes." Fang Bie smiled and said, "First, boil the duck skeleton with cold water."
To boil, is to put things into the pot to cook.
But how to boil cold water? Of course, you have to boil the cold water.
So Xue Ling put a pot of cold water, carefully put the duck skeleton in, turned on the fire, and watched as the cold water gradually boiled, and the blood in the duck skeleton gradually seeped out. She used a spoon to skim off the blood foam, and so on, Xue Ling didn't give up until no more blood seeped out. Xue Ling looked at Fang Bie, who smiled and continued: "Put the ginger slices in cold water and bring to a boil over high heat, then simmer over low heat for half an hour.
" Just simmer the soup for half an hour. Is this how you cook in the south?
Xue Ling was very angry, but Fang Bian didn't stop talking: "At the same time, add ginger slices to cold water, put the duck liver, duck intestines, duck heart and duck delicacies in the same way, and boil it to remove the blood." Fang Bian's
standard A commanding chef.
The key point is that Xue Ling can't just say you can do it.
Because it must be true.
Fang Bie will not humiliate himself in his unfamiliar territory.
"Okay, okay." Xue Ling said, "And after these duck offal are boiled to remove the blood, should they be put into the duck rack to stew the broth?" "No, no, no, no." Fang Bu stopped
Xue Ling from taking it for granted.
"Find another pot, put the stewed buns in, and then put the duck offal in it, and let it stew for half an hour." "
Is this an hour?" Xue Ling looked at Fang Bi.
After all, the duck rack is stewed for half an hour, and the duck offal is braised for half an hour. What is this if not an hour?
"Idiot, it's still half an hour." Fang Bie laughed and scolded: "Do you understand time management?"
Fang Bie looked like a master of time management.
"Time management?" Xue Ling seemed to understand.
"Very powerful?"
(End of chapter)