Teacher Huang was with Star Art.
It was easy to recall the past.
After all, it was during those critical days.
It was also very unforgettable for him.
Little Chef Huang said.
He stood up.
He kept holding the iron pot in his hand and said,"Let's not talk about Hong Lei anymore. Let's cook the ribs first."”
"The stewing of the ribs takes a longer time."
Zhang Yixing stood at the side and said,"Master, do you also need to boil the braised pork ribs with water?”
"No matter what kind of meat you cook," explained Teacher Huang.”
"We have to go through this procedure."
"It's also called blanching water. It can boil the blood foam inside, and the meat will be tighter.”
"You'll be able to see what's cooked in a while.”
Teacher Huang said.
After Zhang Yixing finished cutting the vegetables, he also came over.
Teacher Huang gestured for him to open the lid of the pot.
After Zhang Yixing opened it, he saw a layer of white foam.
His face was also a little ugly.
It felt a little dirty.
"Now you know why we blanched them, right?" said Chef Huang with a smile.”
"After blanching, wash it with water.”
"Only then can we proceed with the next step.”
Zhang Yixing was an expert in singing.
However, in terms of culinary skills.
He was a complete noob.
He walked to Chef Huang's side and smelled the fragrance of the stir-fried ribs.
He couldn't help but ask,"Master, what kind of spice is this?"”
Huang Little Chef had always liked Zhang Yixing.
He knew that Zhang Yixing wanted to learn cooking.
Naturally, he did not hold back.
He sat there and said,"I only released the aniseed and the grass fruit."
"Look, these are the two things.”
"Now add some light and dark soya sauce.”
"One is to increase freshness."
"The other is to color it. Red braised pork ribs still have to be red to have an appetite.”
Little Chef Huang and Zhang Yixing taught together.
One was to learn.
At the door, Qin Yuan, who had smelled it, came over.
Qin Yuan stood at the door.
She leaned against the door frame and peeked out a small head.
Looking at the braised pork ribs in the pot, he said,"Uncle Huang, what dish is this?”
"Uncle Huang is making braised pork ribs for you," said Chef Huang as he looked at Qin Yuan.”
"Eat it. It can grow your body."
Chef Huang used to be busy alone most of the time.
The others were all helping out.
Now, he had a disciple.
There was also a little foodie.
He felt that the kitchen had become lively.
When Chef Huang saw that the ribs were almost done stir-frying, he poured the side dishes in again.
The soaked fungus was mixed with the pork ribs.
He then scooped an entire pot of ribs into the earthen jar.
Qin Yuan walked over curiously and looked at Little Chef Huang.""Uncle Huang, what are you doing?”
"Are the ribs ready?"
"It's still early," said Chef Huang with a smile.”
"If you want this braised pork ribs to taste good."
"You have to slowly simmer it in a crock.”
"Slow work produces fine work."
"Eating is a matter of enjoyment. You can't rush it.”
Qin Yuan and Zhang Yixing nodded.
Chef Huang finished preparing the first dish.
He heaved a sigh of relief.
After all, cooking other dishes was a matter of minutes for him.
After stir-frying, it could be served.
The only thing he was worried about was that the wooden bed production team was too slow.
It delayed their meal.
Chef Huang led the two kitchen team members to the carpentry team.
"I wonder how they are doing.”
Teacher Huang brought some people over.
Mr. He was squatting on the floor, leaning against the headboard of Peng Peng's bed.
Two long wooden planks.
There were a few short wooden planks in the middle.
A prototype of a bed frame appeared.
"Alright, just nail the nail now.”
As they spoke.
Peng Peng began to hammer the nails.
However, he didn't know how to use a hammer.
In the middle of the hammer.
Hammering on a nail.
At first, it was smooth, but in the end, the nail was directly smashed.
When Chef Huang saw this scene, he couldn't help but sigh."I thought you guys were almost done.”
"I didn't expect to be stuck at the beginning.”
"How is it? Our dishes will be ready soon.”
"How long do you need?”
Peng Peng heard this.
He could still endure it.
He immediately raised his hand and said,"Master, don't worry."”
"We can definitely finish it in half an hour. This small matter won't be difficult for me.”
"No matter what, I'm still your disciple, right?”
"I won't embarrass you."
Chef Huang left doubtfully.
Three people from the carpentry team.
He looked dejected.
This was because their current mission was not to hammer nails.
Instead, he had to pull out the nail that had just been crooked.
The first step of the long march was not taken.
Now, he still had to turn back.
Peng Peng spent a long time.
He was almost bored.
Finally, he pulled out the nail.
Teacher He, Peng Peng, and Zifeng encouraged each other.
"Get up from where you fell.”
"I don't believe it."
"A nail can still stump me, Peng Peng.”
Peng Peng began his second round of work with utmost seriousness.
The nail was inserted.
The hammer was raised high.
Just now, he had spoken so harshly.
How ugly it was now.
Peng Peng had just hammered a few times when the nail tilted again.
Peng Peng immediately stopped.
Because the tragic scene of pulling out the nail was still vivid in his mind.
Teacher He, who was watching from the side, said anxiously,"Peng Peng, I realized that you don't know how to hammer nails.”
"Hold on, look at mine."
Peng Peng looked at Teacher He with hope.
In the end.
Teacher He had just started.
He only smashed a few times.
The result was the same as Peng Peng's. The nail seemed to be disobedient and became more and more crooked.
Peng Peng looked at Teacher He.
Teacher He looked at Peng Peng.
The younger sister looked at the two of them.
The three of them were speechless for a moment.
"Teacher He, we're in this situation now. What should we do?" Peng Peng asked.”
Teacher He coughed lightly and shouted righteously,"Teacher Huang, Teacher Huang."
The first rule of the mushroom house.
If there's trouble, please call Teacher Huang!
Teacher Huang had just returned to the kitchen and was washing the dishes. She was about to eat.
He heard Teacher He calling him.
He didn't care and just looked over, not knowing what was happening.
Teacher He also felt a little embarrassed and whispered to Zifeng,"Ask Teacher Huang to come over here and hammer a few times.”
"Do you want it?" Zi Feng said with some uncertainty.”
"Do you want it?" Mr. He also said.”
"Yes!" Peng Peng said with certainty.”
When Teacher He heard Peng Peng's words, he smiled and said,"Teacher Huang, will you beat us to death? The rice has already been fed to our mouths, but we don't even know how to hold chopsticks.”
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