Chapter 439

Xia Xiaoran under a meal, this full of base emotion is how to return a responsibility.

Xia Xiaoran looks up at Wang Mingyuan. The chubby cook was smiling, revealing more and more of a faggot temperament.

Cut, but is Wang Yuanwai's fellow townsman, make so toe Gao Qi ang do what, is not bullying Xia Xiaoran eyesight.

"How's the meat cut? The most important thing in cooking is to concentrate. Look at you, your eyes are looking around, and you are thinking about something! " Wang Mingyuan looked at Xia Xiaoran, a face of impatience is a scold.

"Here it is." Cut the last piece of meat on the chopping board and put the kitchen knife beside it. Xia Xiaoran said respectfully, "master, I've cut all the meat. Let's see. "

Wang Mingyuan didn't talk. He walked to the edge of the chopping board with his strong body. He was holding a chopstick in his hand and fiddled with Xia Xiaoran's shredded meat. Then there was a sneer. PI xiaorou looks at Xia Xiaoran without laughing.

What are you looking at? I haven't seen a beautiful woman. Xia Xiaoran was also irritated by Wang Mingyuan's contemptuous expression and said coldly: "Chef Wang, I know you are a chef and you have excellent Dao skills. I'm just a little girl. If you look down on me, you can not teach me this apprentice. Don't insult me on purpose. "

"You said I humiliated you?" Wang Mingyuan was not angry, but shook his head.

"Why not?" Xia Xiaoran's anger suddenly jumped up, pointing to the shredded meat cut on the chopping board and some thick shredded meat picked out by Wang Mingyuan, he said in a loud voice: "I know my shredded meat is certainly not as good as your chef Wang's. But at least my shredded meat is also neat, almost the same. If you don't mean to humiliate me, why do you think my shredded meat is so unbearable? "

"Liu Ping, come here for a moment." Wang Mingyuan yelled, but a moment later, a bald man with an apron came into the outer room. He was thin and should be the kitchen assistant.

"Liu Ping, cut a piece of streaky pork and show it to her. Cut it into silk." Wang Mingyuan took another look at Xia Xiaoran and said, "look at it."

Liu Ping, a chef named Liu Ping, put a piece of pork on the chopping board. He compared the texture of the meat with his right kitchen knife, and then quickly cut the shredded meat. I saw his wrist shaking sharply, and the chopping board made a rapid sound. But after a while, I cut the meat.

"Don't you see any difference?" Wang Mingyuan casually asked Xia Xiaoran. Before she could answer, he told Liu Ping, "go and take the net."

Liu Ping quickly brought over the leaky net. Wang Mingyuan handed Xia Xiaoran the leaky net, "pour the shredded meat you two cut up to have a try."

Xia Xiaoran was a little curious. First, he came to pick up the shredded meat he had cut. He put the shredded meat into the leaky net, then shook it. Only about 10% of the shredded meat came down. Xia Xiaoran cleans out the shredded meat in the net, and pours Liu Ping's sliced shredded meat in. A slight shake.

"Ah Xia Xiaoran exclaimed in surprise. I saw the meat in the net, just a slight shake, then all the leakage to the bottom. The shredded meat she and Liu Ping cut looks no different, but the gap between them is so big. Xia Xiaoran instantly convinced, in the heart of the fire also scattered more than half.

Wang Mingyuan see Xia Xiaoran's appearance, also know that she has been convinced. Then he said, "the most important thing for us cooks is to see the basic skills. You want to learn local food. It's far from enough. You can't think of anything else. First, follow my apprentice Liu Ping, and practice the Dao skill well... "With that, Wang Mingyuan sighed and went outside.

Xia Xiaoran was said to be red faced, but speechless. Thinking that he still needs to improve Hubei cuisine, I feel even more powerless. Decadent sitting in a chair, can not say a word.

Suddenly, a bright kitchen knife appears in front of Xia Xiaoran. Xia Xiaoran raises his head, and in front of him is Liu Ping's smiling face.

"Big sister, my master speaks straight. Don't take it to heart. Come on, I'll teach you Dao Gong. Elder sister, you seem to be clever and skillful. You will be better than me in the future. "

Xia Xiaoran was amused by Liu Ping's simple style and took the kitchen knife. In my heart, I was more determined to learn Dao Gong well.

"The meat is too soft. We need to learn Dao Gong. Now we need to practice on hard things." Liu Ping held a lot of carrots, showing a touch of symbolic smile, "start with cutting carrots."

Dole, Dole, Dole... The sound of cutting vegetables came to mind in the kitchen. Xia Xiaoran is biting a silver tooth, in the heart is holding a strength. I have to practice my Dao skill well. The turnip in the kitchen can suffer disaster, all became Xia Xiaoran's knife under the ghost.

"Big sister, let's stop here today." It was almost noon before Liu Ping called to stop. Xia Xiaoran bit his teeth and cut the radish in his hand. He put down the kitchen knife and shook his sore wrist. Finally he was relieved. When I see Wang Mingyuan's shredded meat on the chopping board, Xia Xiaoran is suddenly curious. So take some slowly into the leaky net.

I saw that the thin as hair meat, into the net inside, do not need to shake, directly in the net falling down, without the slightest stay.

"Hubei cuisine, is there such a strong chef?" Xia Xiaoran's eyes are straight.

"What is strong or not?" Wang Zhiwen knocks Xia Xiaoran's head with the book in his hand. "As soon as he comes back, he talks about it. The poem also recites several wrong sentences. How come it's not good to learn to cook?" Why is that so unpleasant. Xia Xiaoran impatiently raised his head, originally thought would see the tune smile face is a face of doting“ Cough. " Xia Xiaoran, you should be calm and not be cheated by the skin. After wiping his face, Xia Xiaoran said: "it's not that I don't pay attention. I'm really a little girl with no talent. My poems a few days ago are at the end of a bolt, but now I'm at the end of a bolt." Xia Xiaoran endured nausea and showed that he was really half hanged. Otherwise the nerd will never stop“ Poof Wang Zhiwen couldn't help laughing and pointed at Xia Xiaoran's head with his slender fingers. "Do you know the end of the crossbow and the end of the talent?" What is this? I know Jiang Zuo meilang. Xia Xiaoran rolled a white eye leisurely. Originally don't expect Wang Zhiwen can stop, Xia Xiaoran a face melancholy way: "my sadness you don't understand." Take a radish out of your arms. Only Xia Xiaoran and radish, the victims of this incident, can feel the sadness“ What? " Xia Xiaoran said that Tang poetry, Song poetry, and even yuan and Qing poetry, Wang Zhiwen, could almost understand it, but what happened to the sudden sadness of modern poetry. Shaking the radish in his hand, Xia Xiaoran called back Wang Zhiwen's soul. "It's nothing, young master. It's almost noon. Let me cook for you." Xia Xiaoran smiles and shakes the radish in his hand, completely not just unhappy. Wang Zhiwen a Leng, just say: "good, what do we eat?"“ That's it. " Xia Xiaoran points to the victim. Because of Wang Mingyuan, Xia Xiaoran had to take his radish back to the yard in the name of not wasting food. Looking at Xia Xiaoran's big turnip as round and white as a baby's arm, Wang Zhiwen said helplessly: "it's up to you." Hey, the corner of your eye just came out. Don't think I didn't see it. Xia Xiaoran angrily took radish into the kitchen.