Chapter 1297

Shi Lei has not read any books, nor will he be as literate and reasonable as a scholar.

With his own life experience, he taught the most simple lesson to the people in Tianxiang building.

Some things you feel strange and incomprehensible do not mean that they are wrong.

On the contrary, what you don't understand is because you don't understand.

Yang Song was not at ease. He just heard Shi Lei's words and simply came out to explain: "shopkeeper, you believe me, no problem."

His cooking skill is to resist beating.

Shopkeeper Du was convinced: "let's try. Just one day tomorrow. If something happens, chef Yang, you have to listen to me."

"Yes."

It's another bet. Yang Song hasn't lost.

Before Tianxiang building officially opened, the sign was erected and two large sheets of notices were pasted, which was very eye-catching.

In order to prevent some people from forgetting to read or being illiterate.

Shopkeeper Du also invited a gentleman who played Allegro and knocked on the Allegro from one end of the team to the other.

Back and forth, in other words, it means one thing.

The people in line listened to the excitement and cheered from time to time.

Tianxiang building is bustling. Other restaurants, especially drunk willows and Yipin building, are desolate.

Yang Song is very busy in the back kitchen.

Apprentices only pick and wash vegetables, and they don't even have the power to cut vegetables.

Like Shi Lei and several other chefs, they can help cut a dish or set a plate.

There is also a chef who is responsible for burning Yang Song.

Ancient chefs, apart from others, had a good level of standing and cutting vegetables.

However, it is only limited to cutting vegetables, and only chef Shi is qualified to cut meat.

Let alone cut tofu.

Yang Song also has a helper.

Hot and cold dishes are usually sent out in running water.

Just cooking. Yang Song is not so busy. He teaches while cooking.

"See? We should pay attention not only to the texture of vegetables, but also to meat. As for pork, the cutting method of each pig is different.

The first time you get the meat, you must learn to observe, think about it, and then cut. If the meat is different, the angle and strength of the knife must be adjusted.

And the temperature of the knife. I suggest you look at it every time before cutting meat. Pass the knife through cold water. You can't cut meat with a hot knife... "

Yang Songjiao's teaching is very complicated, starting with the processing of food materials.

"Don't underestimate the way you cut a dish. The way you cut a dish is a little different. The taste is far different.

If you don't say anything else, just cut the green pepper silk and cut the vertical silk. It's thin and long like a flower needle and drizzle. When you go to stir fry, you have to be particularly sensitive to the heat at the moment when you get off the pot. Other side dishes in the pot are also best silk. You can't be bad at cutting shredded radish and shredded meat. "

Yang Song doesn't keep secrets. He even teaches with his hands.

The back kitchen, whether a cook or a small worker, can learn. If you don't understand, ask, and Yang Song answers all the questions.

Originally, several chefs helped cut vegetables, burn fire and set dishes. Yang Song should be much more relaxed. Who told him to teach?

Yang Song teaches ordinary dishes. He also teaches complex ones.

"Let's work hard and bring out all the dishes at noon. I'll teach you to hang soup in the afternoon."

The cook and apprentice's eyes are bright.

Hanging soup is a technical job, which belongs to the unique skill of the teacher pressing the bottom of the box.

When many great chefs hang soup, they will drive out their disciples and practice quietly behind closed doors.

If you want to learn, you have to steal.

Yang Song's teaching was fair and aboveboard.

"Isn't that good? We haven't given a salute." Even chef Shi is embarrassed.

After getting along, Yang Song didn't hide. They were very grateful.

Yang Song wants to teach them to hang soup. The big guy is happy and a little shy.

"You don't have to worship the teacher, and I don't accept you as disciples."

Yang Song has high requirements for his disciples.

The apprentice is his successor. On the one hand, he has to be responsible to others.

Yang Song doesn't have so much time and energy to teach his disciples, but he can guide more people.

"It's all right. Don't worry. You can learn at ease. I'm not worried about you robbing me of my job. Whoever learns well will be rewarded by cooking in person and can order."

"Thank you, chef Yang!"

"Then study hard!"

"Definitely!"

In ancient times, there were not so many entertainment tools, such as mobile phones. Ordinary people didn't have so many entertainment things.

More time, better eyes and cervical spine.

Learn to cook hard.

Yang Songjiao is also very energetic.

The back kitchen of Tianxiang building is always brightly lit, and everyone is very busy.

Yang Song has become a national treasure in the back kitchen. As long as he appears, honey water and sugar cane sweet pear tea are ready at any time. As long as his voice is a little uncomfortable, someone will offer them with both hands immediately.

Or, as long as Yang Song finishes a stage and needs to rest, someone is arranged on the chair to help pinch his shoulders and beat his legs.

After work in the evening, Yang Song's room has a bathtub, hot water and clean clothes ready.

One day, Yang Songgang took off his clothes and sat in the bath bucket, with a pair of soft and greasy hands on his shoulders.

"How about I wipe your back?"

The beauty's soft language was so gentle that Yang Song almost jumped out of the water.

"You stop!" Yang Song turned and saw the woman clearly.

She dresses really avant-garde, with little and transparent cloth.

Perspective was invented a long time ago.

In the flourishing lights, the woman only wore the red clothes of mandarin ducks playing in the water. Her long black hair curled up, revealing her white and slender neck. Hibiscus was full of teasing.

"You go out!" Yang Song pointed to the door, thought about it and added, "put on your clothes and go out!"

"Young master, but where did I serve badly? I made you angry?" The sound is so professional.

"No, I don't need it. You go out!" Yang Song said and asked loudly, "who arranged it? Get her out of here!"

"Chef Yang, you've been working hard recently. We don't think you have a lady. It's always bad to hold back. We'll raise money to invite the stamen lady for you. You can do whatever you want. We'll go now and resolutely don't listen to the corner." It's Shi Lei.

Some people really just look serious.

Yang Song is already familiar with Baishui city.

Pistil lady's name, as a straight man, he can't have never heard of it.

As the most prosperous city on the border, Baishui city not only has many restaurants, but also has many brothels.

Lady Huarui is the most famous lady in nuanxiang Pavilion recently. It is said that she has served her guests well.

It's like Yang Song's cooking. Everyone who has eaten it says it's good.

It's not cheap to ask such a popular number one.

"Chef Yang, you're welcome. Don't be shy. I've paid all my money. How can you be happy? Let's go first."

Several people laughed and ran away.

Helping people is the foundation of happiness.

Yang song could hear that his room was the source, and the whole yard was empty.

It's hard for him and the stamen girl to have a room.

"Young master, don't drive me away. I've admired you for a long time -"