v2 Chapter 647： Old father's brainstorm

He has been immersed in the cooking for more than ten years. Although he was only involved in a small restaurant, Qin Lin has reached the point where he can guess the dishes only by looking at the ingredients.

"Wrong!" Qin Luo shook his head lightly when he heard the old father's words.

wrong?

Qin Luo was taken aback for a moment, then carefully looked at the materials Qin Luo had prepared.

Ginger, shallots, star anise, herbs, pork...

These are the ingredients for making Sixi meatballs, yes!

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

"What do you want to do?" Qin Lin asked suspiciously.

"Secret Sixi Meatballs."

Qin Lin:? ? ?

Is this what people can say?

What is the difference between the secret Sixi **** and ordinary Sixi balls?

At this moment, he had the urge to reinvent Qin Luo.

"I want to see what's different!" Qin Lin looked at his son with a faint smile on his lips.

Then the next moment, his eyes widened, and Qin Luo turned around and took out a piece of beef from the refrigerator!

Yes, it's beef!

He wants to make meatballs with beef?

Qin Lin only felt a little confused in his mind.

Sixi Meatballs, as a famous Chinese delicacy, is known for its soft taste, delicate texture, and fatty but not greasy taste.

It has been tried by countless people with beef for meat filling, but without exception, it ended in failure.

The reason is simple. The texture of beef is relatively tight and there is almost no fat. The meatballs made with it are firm and tenacious, which is completely different from the soft texture required by Sixi meatballs.

It's the same even if you use beef slabs with pork filling.

"Qin Luo, did you remember it wrong? Beef can't be used in Sixi balls." Qin Lin couldn't help but reminded.

"Dad, I said this secretly made Sixi balls." Qin Luo replied without raising his head.

Hearing his son's words, Qin Lin's eyelids jumped wildly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and it seemed that smoke was coming from above his head.

Re-engineering, re-engineering!

Thinking of this, Qin Lin rolled up his sleeves.

No matter what, he must give Qin Luo back to the stove today!

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

Licorice?

Qin Lin was stunned, and asked, "What do you want licorice for?"

doing what?

Qin Luo's mouth twitched slightly. He once suspected that Qin Lin was suffering from Alzheimer's. What else could he do if he wanted licorice, of course it was cooking!

Of course, Qin Luo didn't even dare to think about it, he really didn't dare to say it.

Once he said that, he was afraid that Qin Lin would go wild.

"Cooking!"

"Use licorice?"

"Yep!"

Seeing Qin Luo nodding, Qin Lin's eyes flashed with a glare, and he thought of a possibility.

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

Wuri, medicated diet?

Dad, your brain supplement ability is too good, right?

To be honest, Qin Luo felt that his brain cells were already very active. He could think of all sorts of crazy ideas, but he really didn't dare to think about medicated food.

Qin Luo sighed inferiorly in terms of brain supplement ability.

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

"No!" Qin Lin said decisively.

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

"But I'm going to buy it right away." After speaking, Qin Lin turned and pushed open the kitchen door.

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

"I see." Qin Lin's voice came from a distance.