Shen Qingyue returns to the 1980s. In her previous life, she was exploited by her maternal family, and all three sisters were harmed by their grandparents. Reborn, she refuses to be a scapegoat.
Chapter 161: Not Simple Ingredients
The next day, Shen Qingyue drove to pick them up. The chefs were worried and said they didn't know how to get there.
I didn't expect Shen Qingyue to be so thoughtful and drive over to pick them up. There were eight cooks, two apprentices, plus Chen Huai and Old Chen, a total of twelve people.
When the time came, Chen Huai took his fellow apprentices to Shen Qingyue's big kitchen.
Anyone who is into cooking would love this big kitchen. Everyone's eyes are shining.
There are stoves of various sizes, which can be used to cook large pots of rice or stir-fries, and the treatment of the flue is especially amazing.
Looking at the well and sewer in the yard, coupled with a large kitchen, it instantly became everyone's dream house.
Before coming here, I thought that living in the countryside would be very hard.
The kitchen is well ventilated and I stay inside, not wanting to come out.
Several people hurriedly found Shen Qingyue and said, "Do you have a blueprint for this house? I want to buy one." Their life center is now in the provincial capital or the urban area, and they can't buy here no matter how much they like it.
But you can buy the blueprints, buy a piece of land in the future, and build it in proportion. That would be very comfortable.
Shen Qingyue said: "I don't have the blueprints, but I know the people who are doing the construction. I'll have them contact you later."
"Oh, that's fine." Chen Huai's brothers said happily.
Chen Huai said, "I'm also going to build a house here and bring my master over to live with me. I paid the deposit the other day."
"You can even afford a house."
"Junior brother is doing well."
"Master is old now, it's time for him to enjoy his retirement."
Mr. Chen was also very moved. No matter what the final outcome of this matter was, as long as he had this intention, it was enough.
Then everyone asked Shen Qingyue to take out all the ingredients. They had to choose the dishes according to their needs and then customize the banquet.
At this time, everyone is still normal.
Then Shen Qingyue asked someone to take the things out.
Everyone was still chatting. When they were learning the craft, they lived and ate together. Now, after more than ten years of separation, they had so much to talk about that they suddenly thought it would be a good idea to call everyone over.
After all, the master is so old, they should choose a day every year to get together.
As they were talking, a few people glanced casually towards the ingredients.
Suddenly his neck stretched forward wildly.
What is this?
Several people even rubbed their eyes.
Four-headed, soft-boiled dried abalone? This thing is considered a treasure at the Overseas Chinese Hotel. Here, it's placed in a 1.8-meter-tall transparent glass jar, filled with half a dozen! There must be hundreds of them.
Giant fish maw, dried bamboo shoots, large whole ham, fish cured in wine lees, various seafood, shellfish, sea fish, palm-sized prawns, pork, beef, and various vegetables and fruits.
This batch of fruits and vegetables were picked from Shen Qingyue's greenhouse early in the morning. They were fresh and covered with dew. They looked delicious.
No chef can resist the temptation of such high-end ingredients.
"Oh." Before coming, everyone thought that going to the countryside would mean a miserable banquet, the kind with eggs as the main dish.
Who would have thought there would be such a fun thing.
I feel like I'm doubting my life.
Some people look at dried abalone, some people look at seafood.
Senior Brother Ma Niu looked at the ham intently: "This ham must be at least five years old." Judging by the color, it would be perfect for soup or cooking. He had a three-year-old ham that he treasured like nothing else and had intended to store it. But he was such a foodie that he'd already eaten it several times before it even reached five years old.
Such a good ham is priceless.
Ma Niu couldn't help but look over and asked, "Are you really doing it?"
He has to ask hello, this is a collector's grade ham.
It's no secret that Master Chen's eldest disciple is truly an expert. This was collected from a top gourmet. After all, a recycling station needs some good stuff to maintain its reputation. Several people wanted to buy it, but no one agreed.
This time, the deputy webmaster also gave up for the sake of "friendship".
Shen Qingyue said: "You can do whatever you want."
Upon hearing this, the eldest brother Ma Niu could no longer bear it. He quickly pulled out a knife from his waist and pricked it lightly.
The ham had been sitting there for years, harder than wood. But his knife was no pushover either. It sliced right off.
The inside is rosy red. It is a well-cooked ham that can be eaten raw.
He took a bite, it was salty...
But after a while, the umami flavor begins to show. This ham is delicious no matter how you eat it.
I didn't expect Shen Qingyue's house to have so many good things. The recipes I ordered before are no longer usable. These good dishes are worth ordering a new recipe.
So everyone started a heated discussion.
After everyone selected their ingredients, they started cooking. Someone unexpectedly chose abalone with a soft core to make Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.
Even the fat chef Chen Huai drooled after hearing this.
These brothers all have to show off their best skills.
Chen Huai, who was praised by countless people for his cooking, could only help out in front of this group of people.