NOVEL NEXT [3] Pickled fresh! (For collection!)
It was obviously a boy's voice about the same age as Lin Han, but it somehow sounded like a yin and yang.
Naoto Naoto's expression suddenly became very severe.
"Shizaki! What are you talking about? Now everyone is working together for the continuation of the operation of Qingchuan Building!"
Shibasaki Takuya also shrugged, glanced at Lin Han with gloomy eyes, then lowered his head and continued to do his own thing.
Lin Han smiled at Naoto Naoto, who was a little embarrassed, and said that he didn't mind.
After all, walking on the road well, suddenly bitten by a mad dog, as a human being, you can't bite back and go back.
In Lin Han's memory, this young man named Shibasaki Takuya was two years older than himself.
After finishing middle school, he came to Qingchuan Building to work and is currently in charge of cold dishes in Qingchuan Building.
I have to say that before Lin Han came across, Takuya Shibasaki was indeed more talented in cooking than him.
Shibasaki Takuya's dream is to own a restaurant of his own.
This is also the reason why he looks down on Lin Han, who has a bright future because of his boss's son.
But so what?
Lin Han slightly raised the corners of his lips.
Such self-righteous people, but unable to prove themselves in reality, can only enjoy themselves on the lips.
"Stop arguing and finish your business quickly."
The head chef Zeng Fan frowned and said sternly.
His head was soaked with sweat, whether it was from the heat from the pot or from nervousness.
After discussing with Lin Qingchuan, Zeng Fan decided to cook a Chinese dish called "Pickled Fresh".
The practice of this dish seems simple, but it tests the chef's mastery of the heat.
The heat is the ability that Zeng Fan is proud of.
Long before Dojima Gin came, Zeng Fan washed the pork belly and fresh pork leg he needed.
At this time, he was by the stove, carefully watching the meat in the casserole.
To make pickled fresh, it must be simmered over medium heat.
If the fire is too high, the meat is not easy to be stewed, and the taste is easy to get old.
Moreover, when stewing this dish, do not cover the pot during the whole process, otherwise the soup will not be able to show the "fresh" quality.
For this dish that needs to conquer diners with taste, it is a big no-no.
Lin Han processed the bamboo shoots and handed them to Zeng Fan.
"Uncle Zeng, I want to go outside and see if I have something to do, okay?"
Lin Han wanted to go and see how his ingredients were being prepared.
Zeng Fan, who was still staring at the stove, nodded casually.
"It's okay now, you can go."
"Thank you, Uncle Zeng."
Lin Han pretended to be happy.
On the other hand, Shibasaki Takuya sneered, seeing Naoto Nagasawa's warning eyes, and didn't say anything.
After Lin Han left, Zeng Fan, who had half-cooked the meat, continued to add chopped bamboo shoots to the pot to add umami.
Skim off the foam on the surface of the soup until all the ingredients are cooked.
Zeng Fan took out the scallions that had been added to the pot at the beginning, and poured out the soup that had been simmered exceptionally clear, and the ingredients with attractive colors.
This pickled dish is finished.
The overwhelming umami made everyone in the back kitchen approached involuntarily.
"Lin Han has been gone for so long, why hasn't he come back?"
Naoto Nagasawa said.
"After all, he doesn't need to worry about his future like we do."
Shibasaki Takuya also smiled and said.
Naoto Nagasawa frowned and was about to say something, but was stopped by Zeng Fan's wave.
"Okay, I'll talk about it later, let's take this bowl of soup to Mr. Dojima to taste."
"Yes."
Everyone who was concerned about the result of this time left the kitchen.
After a while, a black head suddenly popped out of the empty back kitchen door.
"Everyone is gone."
Seeing that the back kitchen was empty, Lin Han exhaled.
Looking at the thing in his hand, he slowly raised a confident smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Just relying on that pickle, I'm afraid it won't be able to conquer Mr. Dojima's stomach, Uncle Zeng."
"But it doesn't matter, the responsibility for saving Qingchuan Tower is left to me."
Through his mind, Lin Han drew the Lan Feihong card he had drawn.
It appeared in front of him in the form of an electronic light curtain that only he could see.
Lan Feihong on the card is handsome and threatening, and his long flowing hair gives him the noble aura of a son of an aristocratic family.
Coupled with his excellent culinary talent, he has the name "Genius Ah Fei".
And became the most popular character among the Chinese young masters.
Lin Han stretched out his hand to hold Lan Feihong's card, and stuck it to his forehead as prompted by the system.
In an instant, the cards scattered like summer firefly blue dots, blending into Lin Han's body.
Lin Han felt as if his consciousness was soaked in some kind of warm spring water.
A magical force made his brain and body seem to have undergone earth-shaking changes!
The fusion process looks long, but it is actually completed in just a few seconds.
"call--"
Lin Han slowly opened his eyes.
At this time, he looked a little different from before.
Whether it is inadvertent actions and temperament, the current Lin Han.
It seems that they are closer to Lan Feihong, who is known as the noble son of the food industry.
But Lin Han didn't care about these things.
He needs to get his cooking done before Dojima Gin leaves!
And what Lin Han wants to do is naturally Lan Feihong's specialty - Dragon Beard Noodles! *