Chapter 75 Fried Meat
Lin Jiyuan subconsciously pushed Chen Bingqing's hand away. He almost tried his best to hold back and not release his supernatural power to attack Chen Bingqing.
He didn't recognize Chen Bingqing, and didn't know why this person had pulled him in for no reason. But he could see some similarities between Chen Bingqing and Mo Fei.
Because they were making quite a lot of noise, people setting up stalls or strolling around nearby all looked over.
"Distinguished guest! You are the distinguished guest?!" Chen Bingqing screamed with a crazy look on her face, as if there was only room for Lin Jiyuan in her eyes.
Her memory became very fuzzy, but she remembered one thing very clearly.
That is, she wanted to please the distinguished guest of the Bai family.
Since Lin Jiyuan is with that person, the distinguished guest must be Lin Jiyuan!
"What is she saying?" Mo Fei didn't understand and asked Lin Jiyuan, "Distinguished guest?"
Lin Jiyuan shook his head and looked at Chen Bingqing warily, fearing that she would suddenly go crazy and hurt Mo Fei.
Bai Qi stood in front of Mo Fei and said, "Brother Lin, do you recognize this girl?"
Lin Jiyuan shook his head.
He simply waved his hand and a watermelon-sized ball of lightning rolled up between him and Chen Bingqing, completely cutting off the possibility of Chen Bingqing getting close to him again.
Chen Bingqing withdrew his hand in panic, looking confused and helpless.
"He doesn't recognize her, but I do. This is my cousin Chen Bingqing. She is the daughter of my aunt. She is the only one left in their family."
Mo Fei explained.
"No wonder I think this girl's eyes and eyebrows look a bit like yours." Bai Qi said.
The three of them didn't speak loudly, so the people around them didn't hear clearly.
"Isn't it a debt of love?" Someone in the crowd laughed.
"It's hard to say. You see, this girl is pretty, but a little crazy. She must have been taken in by this scumbag."
"Don't tell me, look at that girl over there, she looks a bit like her. Maybe they are sisters. This person is quite lucky."
Many of those who are still in the base have lost their family members and feel like lonely ghosts. They live one day at a time and love to watch other people's fun and joke around.
He always speaks without restraint. In simple terms, he just has to be mean.
The person who was talking hid in the crowd, thinking that no one could see them, but he didn't expect that as soon as he finished speaking, an electric current and a black halberd fell on him at the same time. The huge sense of oppression made the chattering people fall to their knees at the same time.
Mo Fei couldn't see the electricity in their bodies, he only saw Bai Qi's halberd pressed against their throats, and he quickly shouted, "Bai Qi!"
They had just arrived, but these people had been here for several months. They wouldn't stay long anyway, so it was better not to make enemies unless necessary.
Bai Qi's expression was cold, and in an instant, he was filled with murderous intent: "You deserve it for making irresponsible accusations."
As if he was hesitant, he didn't say the word that was supposed to come out.
There was a lot of discussion and laughter around, but after seeing this sudden change, they suddenly fell silent.
Chen Bingqing, who originally wanted to bypass the electric ball to find Lin Jiyuan, was so scared that she collapsed to the ground, screaming in pain.
"Chen Bingqing. After the natural disaster, no one can protect you anymore. You have to rely on yourself. You should take care of yourself."
Mo Fei walked up to Chen Bingqing. She sighed, took off the scarf from her neck, and covered Chen Bingqing's bare feet with it.
The feet were so frozen that they were red, swollen and had sores, and there were many bruises and bloodstains. It was impossible to tell that they were girl's feet.
Originally, Chen Bingqing would use her special powers to keep herself clean, but since she came out of the dark prison, she has been sometimes lucid and sometimes crazy. She even forgot that she was a special power user, let alone using her special powers.
Mo Fei has been in this world for so long that the emotional influence of the original owner has actually been very small on her, so small that it can be ignored.
She didn't want to help Chen Bingqing, but at this moment, Mo Fei heard a faint sigh in his heart.
When she was young, when Chen Bingqing was still a little kid, she followed the original owner and called her sister softly and was close to her.
The original owner always felt a little bit reluctant towards this cousin.
Mo Fei borrowed the original owner's body and didn't mind using a scarf to comfort the original owner's feelings at this time.
"Let's go." Mo Fei stood up and said.
Seeing that there was no more excitement, the crowd slowly dispersed. The darkness in Chen Bingqing's pupils disappeared as she sat slumped on the ground, and her consciousness became clearer.
She couldn't remember what had just happened, but she found that the scarf covering her body was not hers.
She was holding the still warm wool scarf in a daze, perhaps trying to determine who gave it to her from the fragments of memory just now.
"Bingqing?" A familiar voice came from behind Chen Bingqing.
Chen Bingqing turned around, her pupils shrank, and she called out the name of the person in front of her: "Yan Xinghai?"
The man in front of me with neatly combed hair and wearing a bright red down jacket is none other than Yan Xinghai.
Yan Xinghai went to bed late and got up late. When he arrived at the exchange, Mo Fei and the others had already left, so he didn't run into them.
"Is it really you?! Why are you here?" Yan Xinghai immediately squatted down and helped Chen Bingqing up from the ground.
After all, they are husband and wife. It won't hurt to help Chen Bingqing, and it will make her remember his kindness.
Of course the most important thing is that Yan Xinghai is very curious.
He thought Chen Bingqing had been recruited by the Bai family and abandoned him to live a good life. He didn't expect that the two would meet like this. But even if Chen Bingqing was no longer a member of the Bai family, she was still a level 2 water-based mutant and could be self-sufficient. Why did she look so emaciated? She didn't have many days left.
"I'm fine." After Chen Bingqing stood firm, she shook off Yan Xinghai's hand and looked cold.
When she was suffering in the dark prison, she was always hoping that Yan Xinghai could rescue her.
But no, not even once.
"Why are you angry with me?" Yan Xinghai quickly pulled his hand back. "I have been looking for you everywhere during the days you were away. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't find any news about you. I came to the exchange today just to use these crystal cores to find out about you."
His eyes turned red as he spoke, and he spoke with all his heart.
"Really?" Chen Bingqing looked at the crystal core in Yan Xinghai's hand and her heart softened.
"Since we've found you, let's save these crystal cores as our housing fund. Look at you, why are you so thin? Did someone bully you? Tell me and I'll avenge you." Yan Xinghai looked at him with pity.
Chen Bingqing finally followed Yan Xinghai.
She was in a trance all the way, fearing that the Bai family would suddenly rush out and take her back.
Fortunately, the Bai family never showed up again.
When she got home, Chen Bingqing finally released the pain she had suppressed for so long, and cried while hugging Yan Xinghai. But she never said a word about her experiences during these days.
Chen Bingqing didn't dare to gamble.
If Yan Xinghai knew that she was a prisoner of the Bai family, he might just throw her to the Bai family without saying a word.
Who doesn't want such a good opportunity to make a contribution?
After comforting her, Yan Xinghai made an excuse to buy her food and left first, but he didn't go far. He peeked through the crack in the door.
He knew that Chen Bingqing had secretly hidden some crystal cores, but he couldn't find them anywhere.
Now he could finally see where Chen Bingqing hid the crystal core.
A satisfied smile appeared on Yan Xinghai's face.
In the exchange, Li Manshan quickly posted the news about the S-level crystal core on the first column of the big screen.
Everyone who entered the exchange discovered at the first moment that the "Lotus Pier" mission, which had always been at the top of the list, had actually become second.
The tasks in the first row consist of just a few short words: S-level crystal core in exchange for one treatment from a level 4 healing psychic.
The highest level of psychics in the base now is level 4. To break through this level, they must absorb a hundred times more energy than before.
The pure power of an S-grade crystal core is far greater than that of a hundred A-grade crystal cores.
However, in order to obtain an S-level crystal core, one must kill mutant animals, plants, or zombies above level 5.
The areas in Bai City where these creatures above level 5 have appeared have been designated as restricted areas by several survivor bases.
Once you cross the line and enter the territory of these creatures, it is difficult to come back alive.
Everyone immediately became curious about who was so powerful that he could get an S-level crystal core.
Could it be that someone in their base has already broken through and become a level 5 mutant?
But doesn't this person know that all the Level 4 healing psychics in the base are family-raised and never provide treatment to outsiders?
Immediately, people rushed into the assessment office, wanting to find out who had posted the message, but they were all kicked out by the guards inside.
In the past, when management and confidentiality were not so strict, murders and robberies occurred.
Therefore, the Assessment Office will not only keep the confidentiality of the party to whom the information is released, but will also be present as a third party when the two parties meet.
Mo Fei returned to the cafeteria before the eleventh bell rang.
Bai Qi and Lin Jiyuan returned to their rooms.
One of them is a level 3 and the other is a level 4 psychic. No one will say anything if they don't work.
As soon as Mo Fei entered the kitchen, she found that everyone was looking at her intentionally or unintentionally, with gossipy smiles on their faces.
One could faintly hear them discussing who looked more suitable for Mo Fei.
Mo Fei felt puzzled. He put on his apron, washed his hands, and walked to the chef.
"Chef, here I come."
"Well. Do you know how to cut meat?" The chef put a whole piece of meat from an unidentifiable animal on the chopping board.
Mo Fei nodded without hesitation.
There is nothing she can't do about cutting meat. She can cut into strips, slices, or mince and puree meat.
When she was a laborer, she bought a lot of meat with her own money to practice her knife skills. She bought a lot of meat but couldn't finish it, so she froze it in the refrigerator. It took her half a year to finish it. She ate frozen meat for half a year and she almost thought she would get gastroenteritis.
"Then you come. Cut the meat into slices. I'm going to make stir-fried pork with green peppers and cauliflower later."
After the chef finished speaking, he went to the other side to look after the second pot. He was in charge of cooking the meat dishes for lunch, while the deputy chef, Lao Li, was in charge of the vegetarian dishes.
Mo Fei picked up the chef's usual kitchen knife and put his hand on the meat. The meat the chef took out was in a semi-hard state, which was very easy to cut. He could easily cut thin and even slices of meat. Mo Fei followed the texture of the meat and kept the blade parallel to the meat and cut it neatly.
When the chef came over, two large basins of meat slices had been neatly arranged.
"Have you been a chef before?" asked the head chef.
Mo Fei smiled and said, "I have done it. I changed my job later. I learned a lot of different things."
The chef nodded and said, "Your knife skills are good. Try frying one."
After seeing Mo Fei's agreement, the chef called out again: "You guys, come and take a look."
Suddenly, several people gathered in front of Mo Fei's stove.
These people either often cook at home or are the owners of small restaurants, and they have all worked for the chef. Before Mo Fei came, the chef had planned to train one of these people to inherit his legacy.
I picked and picked but couldn't find any useful ones.
Now the chef wants these people to see what the gap between people is.
Mo Fei acted as if there was no one around and remained calm.
Stir-fried pork with green pepper is a very common dish.
The ingredients are simple, and the steps are even simpler. But private cooking has its own way of cooking, and the canteen has its own way of cooking.
As the saying goes, there are a hundred ways to cook stir-fried pork with green peppers in a hundred people's minds.
Mo Fei poured cooking wine, light soy sauce and dark soy sauce into the meat slices, stirred them evenly and set them aside to marinate.
Of course, a little space water was added secretly during the pickling process.
She selected the screw peppers from the pots of peppers nearby. These screw peppers were also grown on the farm at the base, and were cared for by plant and water psychics, so they were particularly green.
Screw peppers are relatively tender, have thin skin and are spicy enough. They are particularly fragrant when fried and are even more delicious than meat.
Mo Fei peeled the washed screw peppers, took out the seeds and then cut them into dice.
If you don't remove the pepper seeds, the fried peppers will easily turn black and look ugly, and the taste will also be affected.
After slicing the garlic and cutting the green onions into rings, all the necessary ingredients are ready.
The most critical step in stir-frying pork with green peppers is to stir-fry the peppers in a dry pan first.
After Mo Fei waited for the pan to heat up, he turned on medium heat and put the peppers in. He stir-fried the peppers until their skin became brittle and the pungent spicy flavor was brought out. He then added a little salt to make the peppers more flavorful.
When the stir-frying was almost done, Mo Fei took out the peppers first, then put oil in the pan and put the fattier parts of the meat in first to stir-fry until the oil came out.
The fat is sizzling with oil, and when it is charred, pour in the remaining marinated meat slices and stir-fry over high heat.
After the meat changed color, Mo Fei added garlic slices, onion rings, some fermented black beans, and then poured in the chili peppers and stir-fried them together.
After the peppers become softer, add some light soy sauce and continue stir-frying. A big pot of stir-fried pork with green peppers is ready.
"Bain." Mo Fei shouted.
Someone immediately brought the vegetable bowl over. Mo Fei put the stir-fried pork with green peppers into the bowl spoonful by spoonful. The aroma of the stir-fried pork with green peppers immediately attracted everyone in the kitchen.
Old Li was still cooking braised tofu. When he looked up, he saw that everyone had gathered around Mo Fei. He was so angry that he was fuming.
He slammed the lid on the iron pot fiercely, and moved closer, saying sarcastically to the crowd: "It has a nice color and fragrance, but the taste may not be good."
Mo Fei said nothing, and the others looked at each other in bewilderment. But the chef picked up the spatula and scooped a spoonful into the small bowl.
"Try them all."
Xiao Qin, who was closest to him, immediately became impolite.
He had eaten some porridge made by Mo Fei in the morning and was amazed by it. He had long wanted to try other dishes made by Mo Fei.
"Good! It's delicious. Hot, hot, hot!" Xiao Qin covered his mouth.
He wanted to chew it, but his body's desire for the dish made him not have time to think about it, and he swallowed it immediately.
Mo Fei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and quickly handed over a glass of water. Xiao Qin looked at her gratefully.
The others were eager to try the dishes, not caring whether to offend Lao Li or not.
It's really delicious. This is the only thought in the minds of everyone who tried the dish.
The chef's cooking skills are pretty good, but they are far inferior to what Mo Fei cooks.
The ingredients, seasonings and cooking methods are obviously the same, so why is Mo Fei’s cooking so delicious?
This is just an ordinary dish of stir-fried pork with green peppers.
"You can try it too." The chef handed the bowl with the last two pieces of meat to Lao Li.
Old Li was too arrogant to try: "I can't stand the blisters in my mouth caused by inflammation."
"I let you eat." The chef's voice was intimidating without being angry.
It was the same tone as before, but everyone could hear the displeasure and majesty in the voice.
"Just eat it." Old Li's heart tightened, and he reluctantly took the chopsticks and put a bite into his mouth.
After taking a bite, Lao Li had to admit how delicious this fried meat was.
The surface of the pepper is emerald green and shiny, it tastes crispy and tasty, and the meat slices are cooked to perfection.
He even had the urge to mix the green pepper and meat with rice. Not just one bowl, but three or four bowls.
"Normally." Lao Li's voice was as small as a mosquito.
It's just that no one really cares about his opinion.
The chef waved his hand and said, "Everyone go back to your positions."
When the crowd dispersed and went about their business, Mo Fei had already cleaned the iron pot and the chopping board, and stood aside obediently: "Chef, is there anything else you want me to do?"
The chef looked at Mo Fei's face and found that even though this kid was praised by so many people, he didn't look proud at all. He admired him. This is a good seedling.
The chef put the cauliflower into the pot and started to cook cauliflower fried pork slices. His movements were smooth and flowing, and he looked more mature than Mo Fei. I guess he has real skills.
Mo Fei always respects people with real abilities.
She stood aside and watched silently, without saying a word. She thought to herself that if she didn't have the plug-in of space water, her cooking skills might not be better than the chef's.
Could it be that the chef had learned cooking skills at sea during those years of fishing? Mo Fei's imagination was blown away. Maybe he met the God of Cooking at sea while fishing. Which one did you drop, the gold shovel, the silver shovel, or the iron shovel?
When the cauliflower and pork slices came out of the pot, the chef shook the spatula and suddenly asked, "How was your work today?"
"What's the matter?" Mo Fei was stunned.
"You can say it if you want." The chef was a little unhappy.
Mo Fei told the truth: "I don't know yet. The person I want to find is quite powerful and may not be interested in our stuff. Teacher, do you have any solution?"
"What did you call me?" The chef put down his spatula.
"I'm sorry, chef."
"Call again."
"I call you teacher." Mo Fei called him willingly.
When three people walk together, there must be one person who can be my teacher. In her culinary career, she has learned from many teachers in order to improve herself.
As long as she thought it would help her cooking, she would humbly learn. Although she learned a lot, she eventually reached the point where she was able to combine the strengths of many schools.
"Well. Since you call me teacher, it's my duty to help students. I do know a level 4 healing psychic. But we're not very close. He has no other hobbies, he just likes to eat big plate chicken. Can you cook it?" asked the head chef.
"Don't tell me I can do it. Even if I can't, I'll learn it anyway!"
Mo Fei was hit by the sudden good news.
Unexpectedly, she made the right decision to come to the cafeteria.
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