Wei Yan followed the shopkeeper into the kitchen.

Several chefs and lotus-beating workers in the kitchen stood neatly in two rows, with respect on their faces.

This respect is naturally not because of Wei Yan.

Most of them looked at Wei Yan with curiosity and suspicion, thinking that the boy must be a liar.

The shopkeeper Qian Zhisong immediately shouted: "This young master is the new second boss. Now, the second boss is ready to cook in person. Everyone should obey the instructions!"

Everyone agreed immediately.

“Is there any fresh pork belly?”

Wei Yan walked to the edge of the pot and asked.

A chef immediately stepped forward, took out a large piece of fresh pork belly from the basin and handed it over.

Wei Yan did not answer and said, "I'll do it. Make a fire, dry the moisture in the pot, and use a low heat to make the pot red."

The chef was stunned for a moment and immediately did so.

The fire had already grown, and soon the moisture in the pot was grilled and the pot began to turn slightly red.

The person who fills the fire starts to control the flame and turns into a small fire.

Wei Yan ordered the chef: "Put the pork belly upside down, hold the pig's skin down, rub it back and forth in the pot until it is browned."

As soon as these words were said, everyone was stunned.

What is cooking this?

Don’t the meat be cooked and steamed?

Although the chef was confused, he did not ask and immediately did so.

"Si..."

The pig skin rubbed in the pot, and a sizzling sound rang out, and a slight disgust blew up.

This step is naturally to burn off the pig hair and sweat glands that are invisible on the surface and remove the fishy smell.

"Okay, pick it up, scrub the surface, then put in cold water, add onion, ginger and wine, and bring to a boil over high heat."

Wei Yan continued to order.

What's the matter!

When several chefs heard this, they immediately muttered to themselves, "If you cook meat, do you still add wine?"

However, no matter how much muttered, the chef did it immediately.

After the meat was almost cooked, Luo Fei asked the chef to pick up the meat, rinse it with hot water, and then cut it into square blocks.

While the chef was cutting meat, he walked to the side of the pot, washed the big pot, cleaned the water inside, and then ordered the person who filled the firewood to make a small fire.

After the pot was completely dried, he took out a small clay pot from his sleeve and poured a little oil into the pot.

The oil comes from the supermarket, and the clay pots are from the Weifu.

Then, a lot of rock candy was sprinkled in his sleeve and he began to stir-fry quickly with a shovel.

This step is to stir-fry sugar color.

"What's this?"

Liu Chan walked over, stood beside him, and asked curiously.

Wei Yan quickly stir-fryed and said, "Good thing."

Seeing that he was unwilling to answer, Liu Chan stopped asking, staring at the white crystals in the pot that quickly melted into water.

Soon, the melted water turned into a burnt yellow as the shovel flipped through the bubbles.

Wei Yan immediately shoveled it into the prepared bowl.

"Give the meat."

Then he began to stir-fry the meat in the pan and stir-fry out the excess grease.

Several chefs approached, looked at it with a strange look, and muttered in their hearts, can this be eaten?

After snatching the excess oil, Wei Yan poured the sugar color in and stir-fryed it quickly, so that each piece of meat was covered with the first-lit sugar color.

At this time, Liu Chan, who was standing nearest, finally smelled a wonderful smell.

Taking this opportunity, Wei Yan shook his sleeves, put the bay leaf, star anise cinnamon and other seasonings in, stir-fry for a little, and then instructed the chef to add water.

As soon as the boiling boiling water was poured down, all kinds of seasoning fragrances that were fried to taste dissipated.

Liu Chan swallowed suddenly, opened her eyes wide and said, "It smells so good!"

Judging from its appearance, it seemed that I wanted to eat some chopsticks immediately.

Wei Yan covered the lid of the pot and ordered the young man who was burning the fire: "Cook it on low heat, the lid cannot be opened, and it will take at least two hours."

"Two hours?"

As soon as these words were said, everyone was stunned. How can they make money by cooking a dish in two hours?

Chen Shushan laughed and said with a sarcastic look on his face: "Are you a kid who is spending us? Is it a dish in two hours? Are you sure you are not here to cheat our restaurant?"

The eyes of others showed sarcasm and doubt.

Only Liu Chan, who was standing nearest, smelled the tempting fragrance that had never smelled before, and did not speak, swallowed her saliva.

"It was noon two hours, so everyone would think it was lunch later, so they could have a piece of it."

Wei Yan ignored Chen Shushan's ridicule, but moved a stool, sat with the young man who was burning fire, and said, "The fire is smaller."

He didn't believe that this famous braised pork that even Mr. Dongpo was greedy for his mouth could not conquer these guys who only knew how to eat boiled meat.

"Get a stool!"

Liu Chan also brought a stool, sat with Wei Yan, and stared at the pot with her eyes.

She was actually going to wait with him for two hours here.

If she didn't leave, the others naturally didn't dare to leave, so they could only wait here.

at the same time.

Upstairs, Huaer was bored waiting, so he sat down, spread the bamboo slips on the table, opened his eyes wide and looked at them seriously.

When Wei Ling'er was learning to read, she also learned a lot of words.

"The Monkey King jumped out of the stone, the handsome monk from the Dongtu Kingdom, the pig demon who was demoted to the earth from the world, and the monster in the river that eats people..."

Huaer pointed at the words with his fingers and pronounced them softly one by one. Although he knew each word alone, he could not understand them at all when he was connected.

"Is this the book written by the young master? The young master is so amazing."

Although Huaer can't understand it, she looks amazing.

"This story..."

Suddenly, a delicate voice came from behind.

Hua'er quickly turned around and saw that it was a thin girl wearing a plain white dress.

The girl is about eleven or twelve years old. Although her facial features are extremely beautiful, she has a pale face and a slender body. She seems to be about to be blown down by the wind when she stands there, which makes her feel distressed.

The girl came to her senses, apologized at Huaer, and said, "Did you write this story by your young master?"

Huaer was not angry because of her peeking, but was very happy and said proudly: "Well, it was written by my young master. An adult said that my young master wrote it very well and wanted to help my young master publish a book."

The girl smiled slightly and looked at the bamboo slips on the table again.

"The Monkey King makes a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace, and the four masters and disciples go to the West to seek scriptures, subdue demons and demons..."
Chapter completed!