Chapter 647

Immersed in the kitchen for more than ten years, although he was just an accident in a small restaurant, Qin Lin has reached the point where he can guess the dishes only by looking at the ingredients.

"Wrong!" Hearing the old father's words, Qin Luo lightly shook his head.

Wrong?

Qin Luo was stunned, and then carefully looked at the materials prepared by Qin Luo.

Ginger, green onion, star anise, vanilla, pork

These are the ingredients for Sixi meatballs. That's right!

But now Qin Luo said no, which made Qin Lin a little confused.

"What do you want to do?" Qin Lin asked in doubt.

"Secret Sixi meatballs."

Qin Lin???

Is that what people can say?

What's the difference between secret Sixi meatballs and ordinary Sixi meatballs?

At this moment, he had an impulse to return Qin Luo to the furnace and rebuild it.

"I'll see what the difference is!" Qin Lin mouth with a faint smile, a face disdain to look at his son.

Then the next moment, he opened his eyes and saw Qin Luo turn around and take out a piece of beef from the refrigerator!

Yes, it's beef!

He wants to make meatballs out of beef?

Qin Lin only felt his brain was a little confused.

Sixi meatball, as a famous Chinese cuisine, is famous for its soft taste, delicate texture and fat but not greasy taste.

Beef stuffing, which has been tried by countless people, but all ended in failure.

The reason is very simple. The texture of beef is relatively tight and almost fat free. The meatballs made with it have a firm taste and full of toughness, which is completely different from the soft taste required by Sixi meatballs.

Even if you use beef to plate the pork stuffing.

"Qin Luo, are you wrong? You can't use beef for Sixi meatballs." Qin Lin couldn't help but remind him.

"Dad, I said it was a secret Sixi meatball." Qin Luo didn't lift his head and answered.

Hearing his son's words, Qin Lin's eyelids jumped wildly, and his mouth twitched more than once. It seemed that there was smoke on his head.

Recycling, recycling!

Thinking of this, Qin Lin rolled up his sleeve.

In any case, he must return Qin Luo to the furnace today!

"Dad, do we have licorice in our house?" However, just when Qin Lin was ready to start, Qin Luo's voice came into his ears again.

Licorice?

Qin Lin was stunned and asked, "what do you want licorice to do?"

What do you do?

Qin Luo's mouth slightly smoke, he once suspected Qin Lin senile dementia, he wants licorice what can do, of course, is cooking!

Of course, Qin Luo thought about it, he really dare not say it.

Once he said it, he was afraid that Qin Lin would get angry.

"Cooking!"

"With licorice?"

"Yes

Looking at Qin Luo nodding, Qin Lin's eyes flashed a touch of fine awn, he thought of a possibility.

"Are you going to make medicated food?" Qin Lin asked tentatively.

Worri, medicated diet?

Dad, your brain tonic ability is also excellent, right?

To be honest, Qin Luo felt that his brain cells were already very active. He could think of all kinds of wild ideas, but he really did not dare to think about medicinal food.

In terms of brain tonic ability, Qin Luo sighed that he was inferior to him.

After a long silence, Qin Luo finally asked, "Daddy, is there any?"

"No!" Qin Lin said categorically.

Qin Luo felt that he had wasted too much time on Qin Lin.

"But I'll buy it right away." With that, Qin Lin turned and pushed the kitchen door open.

Qin Luo: By the way, I'm buying a piece of tofu. "

"I see." Far away came the voice of Qin Lin.