6 p.m., Office of the Minister of School Affairs.
Li Mei put away the pile of documents on the table, took off her reading glasses, and prepared to go to the faculty cafeteria for dinner.
Along the way, countless faculty and staff greeted him.
After entering the faculty canteen, she usually only eats rice porridge, steamed buns, and stir-fried broccoli.
By some strange coincidence, I came to a braised food stall next to the rice porridge.
"Boss, please order some braised chicken."
The owner of the braised meat stall was quite surprised to see Li Mei coming to buy his own braised chicken. He did not expect that this big shot would eat his own braised chicken today.
"Okay, do you want to eat here?"
"Pack it up."
The owner of the braised meat shop quickly cut and mixed the braised chicken, handed it to Li Mei and asked: "Minister Li, why do you want to eat some braised chicken today?"
"I'm hungry for meat and want to eat some. Boss, you are busy."
After speaking, Li Mei bought a bowl of rice porridge from a nearby stall and packed it back to the office.
"Oh, I didn't expect that I would still be greedy at such an old age."
Sitting on the office chair, Li Mei sighed.
Since the last time she ate Yang Yi's braised chicken, she has been thinking about it. Unfortunately, she asked Wu Changbo to convey that Yang Yi should open a branch, but it has not yet been implemented.
This made her really greedy today and bought someone else's braised chicken.
Li Mei unpacked the rice porridge and braised chicken, and then smelled the braised chicken.
"The taste is not as fragrant as that one, and the color is not golden, it is earthy and a bit black."
Thinking of making do with it, Li Mei just commented and prepared to start.
"The taste is a bit woody, there is no juice, and the taste is not as fresh as the little girl brought it."
After taking a bite of the braised chicken in the faculty canteen, Li Mei looked a little disappointed.
However, in line with the good moral character of not wasting food, Li Mei still ate all the braised chicken with rice porridge.
After eating, Li Mei still felt greedy and immediately took out her mobile phone to send a message to Shu Wanyu.
Li Mei: "Little girl, are you there/smile"
Shu Wanyu: "Just finished eating, teacher./Cute"
Li Mei: "Tomorrow you can help me get some of the braised meat you brought me last time."
Shu Wanyu: "Teacher, didn't you ask that braised meat shop to open a branch in the faculty canteen? Hasn't it opened yet?"
Li Mei: "Wu Changbo told me that the owner of the braised pork shop should consider it, but I feel that the owner of the braised pork shop is not going to open a branch in the faculty canteen."
Shu Wanyu: "Ah? What should I do?"
Li Mei: "What else can I do? Ask your student to help buy it."
Shu Wanyu: "Teacher, didn't you say last time that it would be inappropriate to ask students to help buy things..."
Li Mei: "You damn girl, talk back again!/Angry"
Shu Wanyu: "I know, teacher, I will ask my students to buy it for you tomorrow./Smirking"
Li Mei: "/kiss"
Putting down her phone, Li Mei felt a little ashamed. She was so old that she actually ordered her students to buy braised food for her just because she stuttered.
If this spreads out, I wonder if she will still have dignity as the head of the school affairs department.
On the other side, Shu Wanyu, who had just finished her meal, was looking at her mobile phone a little depressed. According to the teacher, it seemed that the braised food restaurant did not open a branch in the faculty canteen, which meant that if she wanted to eat braised food, she would have to rely on students to buy it.
But her teacher didn't have any moral ethics and took away the only supply chain.
For a moment, Shu Wanyu regretted that she would not have gone to the teacher if she had known it last time.
The teacher-student relationship, comparable to that of a mother and her daughter, now has a crack due to braised food.
In a hotel not far from Huaqing University.
"Honey! Braised chicken is good!"
Qian Deyun carried a whole braised chicken in front of Qian Duofu's mother with excitement on his face.
My mother, who had a lot of money, was looking forward to it, but when she saw the braised chicken on the plate, her face suddenly darkened.
Looking at the khaki braised chicken with almost broken skin on the table, Qian Duofu's mother said with a look of disgust:
"Is this the braised chicken you've been working on all day?"
"Hehe, don't look at the bad appearance, but the taste might be good!"
Qian Deyun smiled awkwardly. He was a stir-fry and stew maker and didn't really have much research on braised food.
Seeing this, Qian Duofu's mother rolled her eyes at Qian Deyun, then tore off a chicken leg and smelled it. There was still a marinated aroma, but the aroma was not soft enough and some spices were strong.
After frowning, Qian Duofu's mother still endured a bite. The braised chicken must have been cooked. The chicken skin was so soft that it had almost no texture. The chicken was also very woody and even had a slight fishy smell.
Not only that, but the taste is also bitter like medicine.
"Try it yourself, I won't eat it."
After taking a bite, Qian Duofu's mother put the chicken leg down and said with great disgust.
"Is it that bad to eat?"
Qian Deyun was a chef after all. He immediately asked in disbelief. At the same time, he also pulled a chicken leg down and took a bite.
The more Qian Deyun ate, the deeper his frown deepened. The taste, texture, and aroma were far worse than what his son Qian Duofu brought back last time.
After sighing, he said: "Well, there are so many different professions. Although they are all chefs, there is nothing we can do about their different proficiency."
"I don't care, I still want to eat that braised chicken."
Qian Duofu's mother crossed her arms and threw the problem to Qian Deyun.
Seeing that his wife was angry, Qian Deyun immediately coaxed: "Okay, okay, I'll let my son buy it at school and send it back!"
The next day, early in the morning.
The heavy snow had stopped last night. It wasn't cold when it snowed, it was cold when it melted.
Today's temperature is lower than yesterday. Fortunately, the clothes Yang Yi bought arrived yesterday.
Only then did he avoid being frozen into a popsicle.
When he came to the kitchen in the cafeteria, Yang Yi maintained the red brine and yellow brine first as usual.
The spicy marinade is different from these two. You don’t need to change the marinade the second time. You can use it twice more and then change it.
After all, the highlight of spicy braised food is spicy, while the spicy braised food comes second.
Chili and Sichuan pepper are the ones that get more flavorful the more you cook them, so it’s okay to replace them after you’ve used them two or three times.
Then Yang Yi started to process the vegetarian dishes that Xu Rongliang sent yesterday. In addition to the third dish, lotus root slices, kelp, tofu skin, there are also yuba, fungus, and broccoli.
Yang Yi plans to prepare these vegetarian dishes with spicy marinade. It is better to eat them hot and spicy in winter.
At the same time, it can also be mixed with meat and vegetables, giving students more choices.
Beancurd sticks and fungus are both dry products and need to be soaked in warm water. At the same time, the fungus needs to be banned.
Broccoli needs to be soaked in starch water and salt. The starch has adsorption properties and can completely clean the dirt inside the broccoli.
Yang Yi is still busy here.
At Lao Tang Studio, Xiao Li and the editing staff edited the video overnight yesterday.
Before 6 o'clock, the staff who stayed up all night released the video.
"Haha~ It's finally done."
Xiao Li yawned and stretched out on the chair.
"Brother Li, is this braised food really that delicious?"
Xiao Zhao, the editor next to him wearing black-rimmed glasses and trimming a wolf tail, asked in confusion.
"Can't you see it on the video?"
Xiao Li drooped his eyelids and looked at the close-up of braised food on the computer screen.
