NOVEL NEXT Chapter 647 Old Father's Brainstorm
He has been immersed in cooking for more than ten years. Although he was only in a small restaurant, Qin Lin has reached the point where he can guess the dishes just by looking at the ingredients.
"Wrong!" Hearing the old father's words, Qin Luo shook his head lightly.
wrong?
Qin Luo was stunned for a moment, then carefully looked at the materials Qin Luo had prepared.
Ginger, shallots, star anise, herbs, pork...
These are all ingredients for making 4 Xi balls, that's right!
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 Four Happiness Balls."
Qin Lin: ? ? ?
Is this what a human can say?
What is the difference between the secret Sixi balls and ordinary Sixi balls?
At this moment, he had the urge to recreate Qin Luo.
"I want to see the difference!" Qin Lin looked at his son with disdain with a faint smile on his mouth.
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 out of beef?
Qin Lin only felt that his mind was a little confused.
Sixi balls, as a famous dish in China, is famous for its soft taste, delicate texture and fat but not greasy taste.
Using beef to make mincemeat has already been tried by countless people, but without exception, it ended in failure.
The reason is very simple. The texture of beef is relatively tight and there is almost no fat. The meatballs made with it have a firm taste and are full of tenacity, which is completely different from the soft taste required by Sixi meatballs.
Even with beef and pork fillings.
"Qin Luo, are you mistaken? Beef can't be used for Sixi balls." Qin Lin couldn't help but reminded.
"Dad, I said that Sixi balls were secretly made." 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 smoke seemed to rise above his head.
Rebuild, Rebuild!
Thinking of this, Qin Lin rolled up his sleeves.
No matter what, he has to bring Qin Luo back to the furnace today!
"Dad, do we have licorice in our house?" However, just when Qin Lin was about to start, Qin Luo's voice came into his ears again.
Licorice?
Qin Lin was stunned for a while before asking, "What do you want licorice for?"
doing what?
Qin Luo's mouth twitched slightly. He once suspected that Qin Lin was senile dementia. What else could he do if he wanted licorice, of course, cooking!
Of course, Qin Luo can't even think about it, he really didn't dare to say it.
Once he said it, he was afraid that Qin Lin would go mad.
"Cooking!"
"With licorice?"
"kindness!"
Seeing Qin Luo nodding, Qin Lin's eyes flashed a bright light, and he thought of a possibility.
"Are you planning to make medicinal food?" Qin Lin asked tentatively.
Worth, medicinal food?
Dad, your brain supplementation ability is also very good, right?
To be honest, Qin Luo felt that his brain cells were already very active, and he could think of all kinds of wild ideas, but he really didn't dare to think about medicinal foods.
In terms of brain supplementation ability, Qin Luo sighed that he was inferior.
After a long silence, Qin Luo finally asked, "Dad, what is there?"
"No!" Qin Lin said firmly.
Qin Luo felt that he wasted too much time on Qin Lin.
"But I'll go buy it right away." After speaking, Qin Lin turned around and pushed open the kitchen door.
Qin Luo: "...by the way, I'm buying a piece of tofu."
"Got it." Qin Lin's voice came from a distance.