"I'm not interested in whose mother you are." Yang Song said, "from this second on, make a noise again. I'll throw you out of the food street myself."

The last group of diners in Baifeng Pavilion came into the house. Yang Song mixed powder for them and came to a table to practice knife work at the gate of Baifeng Pavilion.

The old couple surnamed Shi brought him two baskets of vegetables.

Tomatoes, loofah, radish and pumpkin.

The people of the queuing committee went to other places to maintain order. The reserve force of the Committee helped Yang Song wash vegetables.

Meng Shihan and Shen Huaizhao were responsible for the inspection.

Yang Song cuts vegetables.

In the next hour and a half, Yang Song shredded tomatoes, loofahs, radishes, pumpkins and all the ingredients at hand.

"I know for the first time that tomatoes can be shredded!"

"Worthy of my brother song, invincible is his exclusive pronoun."

"Pumpkin is hard and soft. It's hard to slice. Brother song can shred it!"

The skin of pumpkin is very hard. It's not easy to peel it. It doesn't exist at all in Yang Song's hand.

He picked up the pumpkin and simply observed it. He pressed the pumpkin with one hand and a knife in his hand. The skin of the pumpkin fell off skillfully.

Then cut into pieces, slice and shred. It's very easy.

Yang Song raised the kitchen knife and everything was no longer a problem.

Soon, both baskets of vegetables were cut.

Yang Song had some unfinished business and found that many people were carrying vegetable baskets.

"I can help you cut vegetables, vegetables, fruits, chicken, duck and fish. Can I help you?"

In addition to merchants, there are also many residents around here who can buy vegetables and cook.

People, look at me, I look at you.

Bai Qianqian of the tailor's shop stood up first and said, "I want to make pickled cabbage fish today. Brother song, can you help me deal with the fish?"

"Of course, it's an honor." Yang Song smiled and showed her snow-white teeth. The sun was bright. Bai Qianqian couldn't help but blush and handed over the vegetable basket.

She bought a black fish, still alive. The fish was put in a water bag and vomited bubbles from time to time.

Yang Song was very satisfied: "the fish picked well."

Black fish has only one big fish bone and its meat is tender. It is very suitable for sauerkraut fish.

Yang Song went down with the back of the knife, and the fish fainted. He cut it down with the knife, and the fish heads separated. Then he cut and cut scales at one go.

In less than three minutes, the whole fish was clean.

"Take a plate out."

Yang Song began to give pieces of fish. Each piece of fish was uniform and delicate in size, stacked neatly on the plate, wrapped it with plastic wrap and handed it to Bai Qianqian.

"When you eat, you still blanch it with water."

"Did you buy sauerkraut? I cut it for you."

Bai Qianqian handed her a packet of pickled cabbage. Yang Song helped her cut the pickled cabbage into silk and cut the pickled cabbage leaves into pieces.

"Before cooking, you still have to pass through the water for two or three seconds."

"This dish is suitable for adding more garlic."

He patted her a few more cloves of garlic.

The onlookers were even more stunned.

"Horizontal trough, and this operation?"

"Brother song, where is he helping to cut vegetables? He almost helped to cook the fish."

With the first, there is the second.

"Brother song, I'm going to stew chicken soup." The other party's basket is full of clean chicken.

Yang Song took it over and observed it with the chicken.

"Mao didn't go clean." He said, "the chicken you bought is a little fat. It's not free range. The fat oil floats on the surface. It's a little tired of stewing chicken. I suggest you change it to stir fry."

"But the old people in my family can't eat fried chicken. They want chicken soup."

Yang Song added, "that's no problem. I'll take off the excess chicken oil for you."

Under the chicken neck, the connection between the chicken wings and the, the chicken thighs and the chicken buttocks, Yang Song gently and skillfully picked off the fat oil and looked at the people's scalp numb.

"If you stew such a fat thing for the old man, it will definitely be a disaster."

Yang Song also helped him remove the bone from the chicken, the complete chicken skeleton, and the complete chicken.

"When the chicken skeleton is stewed directly, remember to use hot water for stewing, because the chicken is greasy. After stewing the skeleton for half an hour, turn it into a small medium fire, then add the chicken and cook it slowly. After about half an hour, add potatoes, white gourd or radish.

I suggest you take potatoes or radishes. Remember to put some pepper in the radishes. If the old man is not afraid of spicy, take dry pepper or millet, not more. Just two or two and a half. If you are afraid of spicy, use green pepper, two or three. Remember to sprinkle a handful of pepper.

For potatoes, put pepper and cinnamon, especially remember to put some agaric and kelp seedlings in.

Potatoes and radishes can alleviate the fatness of chicken oil to the greatest extent. In addition, they will be more delicious and smooth after absorbing chicken oil. "

satisfy both sides.

This is the beauty of a reasonable combination of ingredients.

Brother glasses, who was going to stew chicken soup for the old man: "brother song, I understood when you said it, but why didn't I understand when you finished? Oh, I seem to have forgotten half. What radish? Red or white?"

Holding a kitchen knife, Yang Song felt that what he said was very simple and basic, just as one plus one equals two.

Why don't you understand this? Why did he forget as soon as he finished?

Does he think he's practicing Tai Chi?

No move wins no move?

Yang Song shook the kitchen knife again and said, "wait a minute."

He divided the chicken into two smaller pieces than mahjong and asked, "how many people in your family drink chicken soup?"

"Four." So he chose the biggest and fattest chicken in the vegetable market.

Yang Song asked someone to prepare a medium casserole, put it on the fire, put the chicken rack in and cook it.

"I remember your name is Li Daren. Set a watch with your mobile phone and call me in 25 minutes."

"Well, good."

He squatted down in front of the casserole, fixed his watch and started the game again.

Is it King pesticide or chicken? Or a beautiful girl?

good!

excellent!

beautiful……

The goods are having fun.

Yang Song cooked the pot of water again and taught Li Daren, "don't play games. Blanch the chicken later."

Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day. Teach him how to fish and you feed him for a lifetime..

He has to teach the boy to stew chicken soup.

In less than two minutes, before the water was hot, Li Daren threw the chicken into the pot.

"You get it out." Yang Song was impulsive and waved his kitchen knife: "change a pot of water again and blanch it when the water is boiling."

"Hey, good." Li Daren hurriedly fished for muscle meat.

Yang Song endured again and again. He didn't push him away. He just caught the chicken with chopsticks when he flew out of the pot.

"Have you cooked at home before?"

Li Daren wanted to scratch his head and was stopped by Yang Song's eyes: "yes."

"What have you done?"

"I can cook instant noodles and boiled eggs."

Yang Song thought he had heard wrong: "boiled egg?"

Not scrambled eggs?

Li Daren is very proud: "it's boiled eggs. Our company still has waste that can't boil water."

Yang Song: "Why are you so proud?"

"What egg did you cook? With or without a shell?"

"I will!"

"Well, you are so capable!"