Cooking

I have taken the Bu family with me for the past few years, you have treated me without saying anything, I will never leave the Bu family anytime and anywhere! After finishing speaking, he stood upright, tears rolling down.

Tao Xingming pulled him several times and did not move him. He just glared at Mr. Xu and clenched his hands into fists.

He Zhishan filled his wine glass, picked up his own and drank it in one gulp, but did not speak.

Tao Xingming looked left and right, and looked at the liquor in front of him in embarrassment. He has never been able to drink, and he is really not very good at drinking.

Master Lu Yong took his wine glass, touched his lips slightly and said, "Xiao Tao didn't say anything, Anton, please sit down and eat your vegetables."

In the kitchen here, Li Xiangrong and Feng Yifan, who had sent out all the dishes, took rice and cooked an assorted soup with the remaining ingredients, chatting while eating.

Feng Yifan said, "Look, everyone is eating at the table, we just hid in front of the stove, I don't mention it because I'm an outsider, you are the direct descendant cultivated by the young master, why are you in such a miserable situation?"

Li Xiangrong poured a large spoonful of mushrooms on the rice, "I think it's like a Hongmen banquet. It's not the one who is scheduled to invite today."

Feng Yifan took a few sips of green vegetables and said, "Well, originally there were a few officials who were invited, but it's not as good as it used to be. Now that the people in office have changed, the relationship will naturally have to be rebuilt, and the previous people will also be rebuilt. It's outdated, I don't know."

"However, today I think it is necessary to secure the inside first when fighting against the outside world," Feng Yifan happily scooped up the enoki mushrooms at the bottom of the bowl, "You said none of us have been hooked up in private, this time we can't tell what happened to those few. Show loyalty, you see, where there are people, there is struggle!"

"Maybe the boss is really doing the handover?" Li Xiangrong replied casually, "I don't know how to run a business. Maybe the current situation is really not good. So many big companies will go bankrupt, so how can the Bu family survive?" down?"

Feng Yifan put down the bowl, gave Li Xiangrong a thumbs up, and said, "Brother, you really are a sensible person! Anyone who says you are stupid is an idiot! Having this sense of crisis is very good, very good.

The author has something to say: My company experienced a merger, and there was almost no movement before it was acquired. Suddenly, in a short period of time, we were informed that the legal person had been replaced, personnel fluctuations, labor disputes, etc., etc. In fact, for the lowest-level employees, it is nothing more than a question of "going" or "staying". Where can they go?Unless you have a better choice, many people have to stay and endure a harsher living environment. It is difficult for people who have been in one place for several years to give up a job because they are unhappy. People What I care most about is my salary this month, and I may not be interested in the change of the upper class.

The chefs of the Bu family also have their own considerations and choices...

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15.

"I said, when your certificate arrives in your hands, consider going with me?" Feng Yifan's deep voice was full of temptation, "In the north, my family's Fengbolou is also a top-notch restaurant, not worse than Bu's, You can also learn a lot of skills! I, the heir, should be better than Buroni, live a good life with me!"

"Ah?" Li Xiangrong looked at him stupidly with a piece of tofu in his mouth, "Why did you call me?"

"Because you have potential," Feng Yifan wiped his mouth with a napkin, "I think you are better than everyone else, so who should I call you?"

"But why did I leave the Bu family?" Li Xiangrong frowned, "Even if, well, even if the Bu family fails, I don't want to leave Rongcheng either!"

"I just said that you are smart, but you are stupid again. If the Bu family collapses, where will you go? Where is there such a good platform for you to develop? Don't look at that surnamed Xu who is eager for talents, it is all a means of poaching That's all! When he settles the Bu family, at most one or two people will be enough, you are not of much value!" Feng Yifan persuaded earnestly, "He Zhishan still has to participate in the competition in the capital, let alone, Ben My own future is gone; Tao Xingming? You see, he looks like the sky is falling and there is a tall man standing on top of him. He usually lives a day-to-day life without ambition and is diligent. Where can this kind of person not survive in an ordinary way? Easy to feed and obedient; Anton, that is a ruthless and tolerant master, the heir of He Zhishan, who is ambitious, hard-working, and smart. If he wants to make a fuss, he will definitely make a move. , you see, if the Bu family is safe and sound, it won't be your turn to show up, not to mention the crisis, you are lucky to meet me, why are you hesitating?"

Li Xiangrong slowly put down his chopsticks, and said softly, "I might, but I'm just a little confused about the situation."

In Qifeng Juli, only Mr. Xu has a good appetite on the whole table, and he eats it full of praise. He especially likes a plate of crispy eggplant, which is cut into pieces with a cross-shaped knife, rolled with starch paste, fried and then poured over The wonderful thing about the seasoning sauce is that the broth used for cooking the sauce is soybean sprout soup instead of chicken soup, which not only guarantees the vegan mood, but also has a sweet taste. The most important thing is to raise the restaurant like a child, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with it. I am afraid that he will be wronged, and the food and clothing are the best and the best. It is said that the enterprise should be raised as a pig, and that it is used to sell money. To make money, we should not only consider selling a bowl of noodles or a dish of vegetables to make money, but also recognize that capital appreciation and capital expansion are also making money, such as KFC and Coca-Cola Brand management and capital management, the money earned in the stock market in a year is more than 10 times the profit of the company, why can't you open your mind and accept the right partner?"

Bu Wei smiled lightly, "Since I raised him as my son, why would I be willing to sell my own flesh and blood? We have different opinions on this matter and do not conspire with each other. Let's each live in peace."

Mr. Xu was full of capitalist values ​​that were not recognized, so he had to eat food. He was quiet for a while and then raised the topic, "Is your wife French? Your son is of mixed race, and they all think the same as you—traditional ?”

Bu Langni filled a glass of wine for him, his green eyes were calm and peaceful, Mr. Xu drank the wine, sighed and laughed, "I thought that being invited tonight would be a turning point, but I didn't expect that it was Mr. Bu's invitation." Li, it's too polite to meet soldiers, I'd better surround and not attack, just wait for the right time."

Bu Wei said with emotion, "Mr. Xu is so self-restraining, I appreciate it, and I will invite Mr. Xu to drink often in the future."

After a meal, everyone was in a fog, and Lu Yong was a sensible person. Later, he persuaded Bu Wei why the king should see the king, and both sides were a little embarrassed.Bu Wei sighed and couldn't explain how much pressure he was under.

Apart from his own savings and the help of his friends, he couldn't raise other funds, and everyone was even wondering why he refused a capital injection from a big capitalist. They said that catering is a brand, as long as it is still under the brand of Bujia Cuisine, It doesn't matter who holds the controlling stake; they say that the most fearful thing about bad returns is that the capital chain is broken, and it is a dead end to force yourself to bear the real estate; they say that Bill Gates's equity does not exceed 20%, why do you have to? Take it all?You Buwei are just a gourmet with a narrow vision, not a smart and transparent entrepreneur.

People who stay out of the matter can run the train with their mouths full of words, anyway, they don't have to bear any responsibility, but who cares about the heavy history and difficult development of the Bu family?

They like to pick up their own words, and they don't care who they are building momentum for. There are many times when we encounter situations like this. A trend, a hint, coupled with the speculation of caring people, form a stereotyped public opinion, and then The most mainstream words will be regarded as the truth, as the only truth.

Those who go against the current will inevitably be isolated. When everyone says you shouldn't be like this, persistence becomes the hardest thing, and after a difficult situation is a deeper dilemma. Countless difficulties and obstacles gathered in a short period of time are actually just reefs hidden under the calm river. When the cash flow gradually dries up, they will reveal jagged reefs and countless traps, making it difficult to move.

The step back to the bedroom at night was extremely exhausting. The cute little son turned over from his mother's side and threw himself into his father's arms. He took out a stack of papers from the pocket of his pajamas and stuffed them into his hands.

Dad has worked hard, my brother and I have handed over all our property, and mother will give it to you herself.

Holding his son's small body in his arms, there was a soft touch on his face, and his wife's gentle eyes had powerful magic power, making the eyes of an old man who was nearly fifty years old moist.

He held his son's property and his fingers trembled, trying to stuff it back into Browning's goose-yellow Winnie the Pooh pajamas, but he was firmly held down by his little hand. The clear childish voice almost cried, until his father put all the papers into himself with great care. He pressed his pocket again before he kissed his father's face with peace of mind.

Some people say that if you don’t know how to cooperate now, you don’t know how to operate. Countries all over the world are cooperating with each other, and multinational companies are also cooperating. , but who can guarantee that the partner you choose is so suitable?In particular, there is a fundamental conflict between the concepts and cultures of the two parties.

If you really want to choose a partner, you need an investor, and you can't choose someone like Mr. Xu, Bu Wei thought fiercely, just like an old scholar who firmly disagrees with marrying his daughter to an illiterate landlord, stubborn, just blindly stubborn.

Because he has no weapons other than stubbornness.

The growth fund prepared for the son and the wife's private property are undoubtedly a drop in the bucket to maintain the operation of the Bu family, and will soon be consumed in the long dry season.In China, a country with a long history and ancient civilization, unspoken rules are everywhere. If the Bu family does not cooperate with Mr. Xu, then they will still not be able to win official banquets from the government. It is even more difficult to find new profit points in the field.

The nightly singing and dancing in the past can only appear every now and then, and the bleak autumn mood is getting deeper and deeper. As Mr. Xu said, besiege but not attack, now the Bu family can only sit in a sad city.

Buroni, who once thought he would create a new era, collected all the arrogance and self-righteousness. He took off the gorgeous clothes for socializing and erased the self-importance in his eyes. He went to school and listened to lectures every day, and cleaned the kitchen with the chefs in his spare time. Cleaning up, insisting on an uncompromising position with the most indifferent attitude.

Such a transformation is astonishing. Seeing Buroni rolling up his sleeves and busying around with an apron on, the person who was most surprised was Tao Xingming. He hurriedly reached out to help but was gently blocked by the other party, "Senior Brother Tao, You are busy with your work."

"But, you shouldn't do these things." Tao Xingming said awkwardly.

"It doesn't matter, I haven't hired a cleaner now, and there are four fewer waiters," Buroni said with a cheerful smile, "I can't do much work either, but you are the ones who work harder, thank you so much!" He naturally bowed to Tao Xingming bowed.

As a last resort, the first thing to do is to reduce manpower and save daily life. The tension will soon spread to all aspects. Except for the core chefs, others have to worry about their salary this month.

Perhaps one morning, one of the leading chefs will no longer appear, and at that time, others will no longer have to worry about it. They can go to another family and have enough ability to stand on their own. They will eventually break away from the support of the Bu family to achieve their own lives. Ideally, this era does not teach us "loyalty", and "obedience" is just a simple inertia. When a person grows to a high enough height, what can restrain him is no longer deterrence.

Perhaps Lu Yong still had loyalty to Bu Wei, such an obvious virtue that even Mr. Xu couldn't bear to destroy it. He didn't use such vulgar means as money to test Lu Yong, and he was afraid of humiliating himself.

There is also Li Xiangrong, considering the time when he entered the Bu family and the current salary, Mr. Xu can change his position by simply asking him how much money he wants. He can use a large amount of money to support himself or study, or You can play and wait for Mr. Xu to take the Bu family into his pocket before coming to work and continue to be the chef here. This condition is not too loose, but Li Xiangrong refused without thinking.

"Think about it again," Mr. Xu deliberately pressed the calculator. The laptop in front of him displayed the bank transfer page. Within seconds, Li Xiangrong's mobile phone will receive a text message confirming the payment, and he will immediately become a small rich man, possessing a fortune that can at least open a braised meat shop.

"There's nothing to think about," Li Xiangrong shook his head, his movements were somewhat rigid and deliberate, which added a bit of humor to this unremarkable boy. He said in the tone of poetry recitation in Chinese class, "I won't leave for money." My friend, don't stain my friendship."

Mr. Xu wanted to laugh at the child's innocence towards friendship, but the seriousness and sincerity released from those round eyes made him impatient. He sighed helplessly, "Young man, you are very good. It’s nothing to do, it’s just that you personally want to develop better, and I’m still willing to help you.”

The author has something to say: It's a bit wordy, the workplace is amazing, it's hard to get along... It's the end of the year, everyone should work hard!

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65, 16...

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Li Xiangrong was very surprised when he received a call from his cousin Lin Sha, whom he had not seen for a long time. This brother is five years older than him. He is the close student of Professor Lezheng of the School of Zoology, Agricultural University. He went to study in the United States last year, and it is not yet Chinese New Year , why did you come back?

Lin Sha said triumphantly, "Your brother, I have a very high IQ. I am extremely smart. I eat a lot and learn quickly. Now I have won a big project. The boss is happy to let me take a month off. After Christmas, I have to work hard. I heard that my younger brother is After becoming a cook, why don't you wash your hands and make soup to catch up with your brother?

Lin Sha’s home is in Miancheng, [-] kilometers away from Rongcheng, where her aunt and uncle live a happy life as a retired worker. The only son is now a good-for-nothing. The old man is very pleased and often goes back to his hometown to visit his grandparents. The aunt also persuades his mother Considering finding another wife, but now that my mother is devoted to Buddha, she doesn't have that thought anymore.

After Lin Sha got off the plane, he went back to school to visit his tutor. Hearing Professor Lezheng mention that he met his cousin, he actually worked as a cook at the Bu family, which he had admired for a long time but had never seen before. The master chef in the school cafeteria was moved to the point of crying by the handsome foodie, a brother chef was more useful than a distant relative with a lot of money.

Lin Sha thought that at last he could get a meal at Jinjin's house, even if he couldn't afford a private room, let's have a kitchen stove. Anyway, visiting relatives will definitely not cost money.

Li Xiangrong's embarrassment is that it's okay to invite you to dinner, and it's okay if you want to come to Bu's house to see me, but I can't treat you as a guest. You really can't afford the famous Bu's food...

Lin Sha happily said that what to eat is not important, what is important is that we brothers can meet each other, and he will come directly when he has some errands to do at school, and what dinner to eat depends on his brother's face.

Li Xiangrong hung up the phone with a sad face. My brother was very intelligent and good-looking since he was a child. He was definitely a high-quality young man when he didn't talk or eat, but his mouth hurt people when he spoke, and he was scary when he ate...

Buroni, who was helping to mop the floor, noticed Li Xiangrong's gloomy expression after putting down his phone, and asked with concern. Li Xiangrong made a detailed report, pouring out all the distress of not knowing how to entertain his brother.

Bruni remembered that he had heard Arong mention such a character a long time ago, and he seemed to be his senior.Anyway, I have met Ah Rong's mother and grandfather, so I should be the host to treat his cousin to dinner. Are restaurant owners afraid of food?I'm afraid that if you eat something that doesn't taste good, you won't give face!

Knowing that there was no reservation for tonight, Buroni simply made a decision, "Ah Rong, call your cousin up tonight. It's fine if he has friends. Let's have dinner at Liuyuetai. The others are not busy. Let them go on vacation, you can cook a few dishes, and you can use whatever materials you want."

Ah Rong's round eyes immediately burst into joyful light, but immediately said worriedly, "I have two days off this week, and it's not good for me to do anything casually."

Buroni smiled indifferently, "Everyone is busy, but now there is no business, and there is no point in wasting in the kitchen, and there are not many fresh materials. You can figure it out."

Li Xiangrong nodded, and said, "My brother is a student of Professor Le Zheng, if Professor Le Zheng also comes..."

Buroni frowned slightly. Ever since he was inexplicably squeezed out by Le Zhengchun in the classroom last time, he had developed a subtle fear of this easy-going, friendly and fashionable teacher. To be honest, the feast before the Mid-Autumn Festival mainly It's because of Lezheng's face that he managed to look decent. Could it be that the professor thinks that his gift of thanks is not generous enough, and it doesn't look like...

Buroni reflected on his words and deeds, but he couldn't find the behavior that caused the other party's dissatisfaction. Maybe it was a momentary misunderstanding or anger?Or just take this opportunity and bite the bullet and try to save the relationship?

In fact, what relationship could he have with Professor Lezheng?Occasionally attend lectures, occasionally entertain, in fact, there is no deeper relationship. Buroni has not learned enough interpersonal skills from his father. He not only retains a natural and pure respect for the teacher, but also wants to add some society. In social intercourse, it is probably disgusting to be nondescript.

If I can see Professor Lezheng tonight, I must be a simple student, Buroni thought secretly.

Li Xiangrong got Bu Langni's order, and immediately called his cousin to ask for Professor Shang Lezheng. He thought for a while and added another sentence, if Chen Zhiqing's assistant is also convenient, let's come together.Lin Sha couldn't help but feel happy. He also had a good relationship with Mr. Chen. He was worried that he couldn't mention it to his cousin. This invitation was exactly what he wanted.

At dusk, a group of people came to Bu's house.

The copper ring on the huge dark black wooden door is shining, reflecting gorgeous light in the setting sun. When the wooden door is pushed open, Buroni greets him with a smile, bypassing a gray and white screen wall covered with moss, and walking through the courtyard, living room, veranda, lake, etc. Lin Sha deeply felt that he was the grandma Liu who entered the Grand View Garden.

He tugged on Chen Zhiqing's sleeve and asked in a low voice about the pear flower wood chair in the living room, the vases, calligraphy and paintings, and so on, are they all authentic? He said that he saw a few good things last time, so why did he change to the worthless ones this time.Lin Sha stuck out his tongue and said that compared to you children of aristocratic families, how pitiful is a commoner like me.

As soon as Li Xiangrong finished cooking, he hurried to the Liuyue platform. Buroni had already arranged for three guests to sit down. The guests could completely take in the night view of the lake in the courtyard, which made Lin Sha amazed.

Seeing that his little cousin was still in a white robe, Lin Sha jumped up and hugged him for a while. Ah Rong is about 175cm tall, which is considered medium height among the boys in Rongcheng. He is usually a little shorter than Bulangni. In the arms of a handsome guy with a height of 188, nine heads, wide shoulders, thin waist and long legs, he looks like a child who hasn't grown up.Lin Sha has short hair with strong roots, thick black eyebrows, and upturned eyes. The whole face is like a finely crafted face, with sharp edges and corners and a deep outline. The dimples exposed by the thin lips and big smile are even more charming. Even Buroni can't help it Feel jealous, this man has a lot of hormones, maybe he is the type that kills both men and women...

Lin Sha rubbed Li Xiangrong's hair into a chicken coop, and boldly smacked his cousin's cheeks, and finally pushed the little man to sit next to him, and said with emotion, "It's been a year, how can you Haven't grown taller yet?"

Lin's father is from Xinjiang. He married a Sichuan girl and settled in Miancheng. His son naturally combines the boldness and roughness of the Northwest with the beauty of Xichuan.

Li Xiangrong greeted the guests very calmly. Professor Lezheng is also an acquaintance, so nodding is not impolite. When facing Chen Zhiqing, Li Xiangrong almost gritted his teeth and bowed his head tremblingly, fearing that the master in his head would have a convulsion Came out again.

But Xu Ji's soul is already very weak, except for the occasional thought exchange that almost affects any of Li Xiangrong's feelings, not to mention the extremely energy-consuming things on the upper body, Li Xiangrong has a premonition that the master may suddenly disappear without a trace at a certain moment If he disappeared, he would slowly forget this adventure as if it were a dream.

Xu Ji didn't appear, Chen Zhiqing also nodded stiffly, with a smile on her face.

Buroni clapped his hands and said enthusiastically, "We are all friends, so don't be too polite, everyone. Arong has made a few dishes with his own hands. Use your chopsticks."

Li Xiangrong knew that Lin Sha was not only a foodie, but also carnivorous. If he made himself a vegetarian, he might be condemned as a villain, so he had to use some ready-made beef, mutton and pork, and he was reciting the Great Compassion Mantra while cooking. Such behavior It may be ridiculous, but there is a saying in Buddhism that there are three clean meats, and killing is not carried out by himself. Li Xiangrong endured the awkwardness and made two meat dishes, but he still felt that making a vegetarian meal was more handy.

I used to do vegetarian food only because of the influence of my mother and Manshuyuan. After the last feast, Li Xiangrong almost instinctively resisted and rejected meat. The unbearable pain was like a rope twisting around the heart. Xu Ji's certain influence, he didn't ask, and it's hard to ask.

The weather is getting colder, and besides, there is no need to strictly abide by the rules when gathering with friends. It is only decent to serve a few cold dishes and a few hot dishes. Li Xiangrong just got lazy and didn't use any of the recipes from Shangbu's family, and cooked a few very simple dishes.

There are cumin-grilled lamb chops and sizzling beef that Linsha likes very much, susic-fired three treasures and potsticker tofu that Bulangni likes very much, exquisitely shaped lotus leaf tenderloin and creamy three-color radish balls, and sweet and stomach-enhancing dishes. The eight-treasure lily, and the mountain mushroom soup made with various mushrooms are also very rich and delicious.

It was the first time for Bu Langni to see some dishes. Although he had never eaten the meat dishes made by Li Xiangrong, he tasted the charred red and tender lamb chops, the soft and smooth beef fillet, and the delicious and tender tenderloin. Chang, couldn't help asking in a low voice, "Arong, I didn't expect you to cook meat dishes so well."

Ah Rong smiled bitterly, "I can't help it, my cousin is only a carnivore, if only he would only eat tofu."

Dr. Lin Zhun, who was eating and munching, had unusually sensitive ears. While gnawing on the lamb chops, he said, "What's wrong with my carnivorous animals? Meat-eating animals are stronger!"

He originally specialized in the study of big cats, and had been an intern in the liger park of the zoo for a while before. He did not take this name as derogatory at all, but was a little complacent.

"Well, speaking of it, Su Yuan's craftsmanship is quite good, but it's a pity that the beauty is gone forever..." Su Yuan is a breeder he met during his internship in the zoo, and now he is going to Africa to do a research project on wild lions.

Le Zhengchun sighed, "You are so big-mouthed, Zheng Hao's face changed when he heard your name, haha."

Buroni's heart moved, and he asked cautiously, "Senior Zheng hasn't seen each other for a long time, is he okay?"

The author has something to say: Zheng Hao and Su Yuan are the main characters, the finished article is not a VIP~

It’s also an easy route, and Lin Sha is still a supporting role in it~

The turning point is about to appear~~Everyone, please work hard~

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66. Fanwai 1 Vegetable Pizza...

The author has something to say: The writing of the text is really a bit depressing, Weekend Bird~ let’s put a sweet episode, the time here is probably a few years later, the two children are living a tired life in a small cozy apartment~

Extra Vegetable Pizza

(Please note this is a side story)

The big kitchen was full of heat, and the head chef gave orders quickly and majestically.The waiter moved swiftly and nimbly, and brought out the food plate like flowing water. Various aromas mixed together, and the white air filled the air.

The young owner, Bronnie, frowned and walked around the kitchen door in a frenzy, almost bumping into the busy waiter.

"Lonnie, what are you doing?" A gentle female voice sounded from behind, and it was the proprietress who came over gracefully.

"Oh, Mom," Brony replied hesitantly, "No, nothing..."

"You should also relax a little bit, you don't need to keep staring here," the proprietress smiled lovingly without doubting him, "Your father and I are going to send Ronning to school and we want to bring some pizza. Remember to eat on time."

"Yeah, got it, you guys go!" Buroni forced a smile, "Do you want to deliver pizza again?"

"Well, Lang Ning's classmates said that our family's food is the best, so it's easy to get, so let's go." Mrs. Fanny tilted her head and said suddenly, "It will be the birthday of Arong's child soon, right? You decide what gift to give, if you don't have time, mom will buy it for you."

"A gift for him?" Buroni pouted, with a very disapproving expression, "I don't have money to buy things..."

The mother smiled tolerantly, "How can you not return the gifts you received from others? Ah Rong is so kind to you, you are so stingy."

That's not the case, Buroni murmured in his heart, it's not about the money, it's just that he doesn't want to give away things that can be bought with money...

How wonderful it would be if I made something meaningful by myself...

"If you don't want to buy it, how about mom knitting a scarf for you?" The mother immediately realized that her son was not out of stinginess, and suggested thoughtfully.

"No! It's too nasty!" There's no need to think about it, it's too girly... Besides, it's not my own hands...

Buroni hesitated for a long time, and finally made up his mind and whispered, "I'll bake a pizza too..."

Before he finished speaking, the phone rang, and it was a text message from the professor [I will arrive at school within an hour, I have a task].

He had no choice but to set off right away, so Buroni had to hurry to change clothes and put on shoes. After being busy for a while, he forgot what he just said.

It was already late at night when I returned to the apartment after talking with Professor Lezheng. The professor had made an appointment to have a drink, but the cold weather really didn't interest me, so it was more comfortable to lie under the warm blanket.

Li Xiangrong went to the north a few days ago, and he will probably be back in the middle of the night today. Feng Yifan’s Storm Tower specially invited him to do training. The poor hard-working Ah Rong may not have slept well for several days. Bu Langni suddenly felt that How lonely it is to have a bedroom to myself.

I went to the refrigerator to get water and suddenly remembered that I wanted to bake pizza. Looking around the empty room, I felt impulsive.

"Mom, are you asleep?" Holding the phone in one hand and taking things out of the refrigerator in the other, although Bu Langni often played and baked in his mother's pastry shop, ordinary dim sum was not difficult for him, but when he thought of making it for Ah Rong Food, always want to be perfect, even the slightest mistake can never happen.

"Lonnie, are you back?" Mother's voice was soft and gentle, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

"Mom, I'm not tired. I want to bake a pizza now." Closing the refrigerator door, Buroni slowly looked at the messy cooking table. "I've forgotten some steps, so I'd like to ask Mom to teach me."

"Well, what materials do you have?" Mother didn't ask much, and went straight to the point.

"Let me see...flour, eggs, milk, cheese, onions, green peppers, sausages, canned corn, lemon juice...that's about it." After arranging the things, Buroni looked at it carefully again. There’s olive oil, salt, sugar, pepper, chilli, hoisin sauce, mayonnaise, jam, ketchup, hot sauce, mustard…”

"It doesn't need that much, everything is quite complete," my mother laughed softly at the other end, "Is there any butter, baking powder or yeast powder? Is there any self-rising flour?"

"There is no yeast powder," Buroni replied immediately, "the things must be missing, and you will teach me how to make them."

"Add an appropriate amount of olive oil to the flour, use half a bag of warm milk, beat a raw egg and stir to form a soft dough, let it sit for half an hour, you should knead the dough first." After pondering for a few seconds, mother quickly gave instructions, "Attention Move in the same direction, is there a stirrer?"

"I can just use chopsticks," Buroni adjusted the phone to hands-free and placed it in the corner of the table, then bent down to find flour in the cabinet.

Accidentally, the flour was still all over the table, and Buroni was holding the big bowl with difficulty. The batter sticking to the chopsticks was actually very laborious, and his hands were sore after stirring it a few times.

On the other end of the phone, the mother couldn't help laughing softly at his son's good intentions, and described the state of the batter with clairvoyance, which finally didn't make him overwhelmed by frustration.

"Almost? The dough is ready," Buroni dropped his chopsticks and reached in to stir it up. All five fingers were glued to the pale yellow batter. Opening and closing his palms was a bit of fun, not smooth. The dough sticks to the bottom of the bowl, it doesn't look like much.He usually makes simple cakes such as muffins and madeleines at most. It is more convenient to use an egg beater to handle the batter, but he is really not good at mixing dough by hand like pizza.

"Let the dough rest for half an hour, and you make other preparations first," Mrs. Fanny commanded softly, fully grasping her son's movements, "cover the dough with a plate, and you should wash the baking pan first, and the oven must also be cleaned." Preheat, 220 degrees for 10 minutes."

The wooden baking tray had been lying on the bottom of the cabinet for an unknown amount of time. Buroni frowned and poured a large dollop of dishwashing liquid into it to scrub vigorously. The rich foam kept overflowing, and the entire sink was filled with the strong aroma of detergent.

Why did you feel romantic when you saw this kind of scene before?Buroni shook his legs and kept moving his body's center of gravity. Looking at it from behind, the effect seemed to be constantly twisting the PP. Unfortunately, no one came to tx now, which made him a little disappointed.

"Wipe the baking pan dry, and then brush it with a layer of oil, or put tin foil on it, and brush a little oil on it," Buroni picked up the baking pan and returned to the cooking table, and carefully wiped off the moisture with a rag , pour olive oil on top and slide back and forth.

"Then look at the condition of the dough. The surface should be relatively smooth, right? It will be elastic when you press it with your fingers." Selectively ignoring her mother's warm reminder, Buroni proudly grabbed the dough and pressed it into the baking tray. Of course, for The part that remained at the bottom of the bowl was more thoroughly ignored.

The torn dough lay softly on the baking tray, stretched out the palms and pressed continuously, and finally made the dough flat, and then used a fork to pierce several small holes and coated with a thin layer of olive oil.

The oven had just finished preheating, and when the glass door was opened, it was still hot. Putting the baking tray on the rack, Buroni pressed the button with satisfaction.

"If the dough is thinner, it will take about 10 to 15 minutes to bake it. Be careful not to burn it," the mother said patiently, "My son works so hard, so he can't make mistakes in this part. Be careful. If the dough expands too much, lower the temperature."

"Well, I see," Buroni said with great interest, lying in front of the small glass panel and watching the steaming pancakes, his confidence soaring.

10 minutes passed quickly, and the dough puffed up perfectly, the surface was a beautiful wheat yellow color, and the aroma was tangy.

"My son is very capable~ Sure enough, it's better to be independent?" Mom also felt the breath of success, and said with a smile, "Don't take it out, just put it in the oven for a while, and you cook the ingredients. The onions, Are the green peppers and sausages all cut up?"

"But, Arong doesn't eat sausages..." Brony said hesitantly, "How about I make some fruit? There are also some apples, pineapples and oranges."

"The fruit won't taste good tomorrow, right?" Fanny reminded with a smile, "It doesn't matter if you eat it now, but..."

"Well, let's make vegan dishes, I have canned mushrooms!" Buroni made a decision, "No sausage, other dishes are fine."

"Small fire, put a little less oil, put the chopped onion and green pepper into the pan and fry it until it becomes soft, add sliced ​​mushrooms, simmer for a while, add a little salt and pepper, add pizza sauce Two tablespoons." Buroni said