With Zhao Meng's approval, Fu Yu didn't take Lao Zheng's opinion to heart at all.
He was the chef who was invited to prepare a meal, so naturally he had the final say in the kitchen.
Fu Yu habitually prepared dishes according to the recipes on the website.
Zhao Meng on the side quickly said: "Fu Chu, please wait a moment, I will start preparing the dishes now."
Fu Yu: "!"
After Zhao Meng finished speaking, he turned to the kitchen counter to get a sink and carried it to the refrigerator to pick out the ingredients.
Fu Yu looked at Zhao Meng's back and finally realized his identity at this time.
He is now the chef, the chef of this family dinner!
Ouch oh hey!
Is it so exciting to be a chef?
There are also people helping to prepare the dishes!
Especially the one who prepares the dishes is Zhao Meng!
Fu Yu felt a little happy, but he quickly suppressed it.
He carefully looked through the specific dishes and cooking methods of the "eight dishes and eight bowls banquet".
Only then did I realize that the so-called eight dishes and eight bowls actually do not have standard fixed dishes.
Eight dishes and eight bowls emphasize eight cold dishes and eight hot dishes.
The eight cold dishes include four meat and four vegetarian dishes, while the eight bowls are mostly meat-based.
There are recipes and photos of banquet noodles uploaded by Fushun locals on the Internet.
Fu Yu took a closer look at the dishes and found that they were indeed very similar to the sketches in Guan Tiantian's mind.
Although individual dishes are slightly different.
Fu Yu hesitated for a moment, but decided to choose the recipe based on Guan Tiantian's memory.
Because Guan Tiantian's memory is very complete and clear, it means that she may have eaten this table with her parents, and her parents should be very satisfied, so she was so impressed.
Fu Yuluo listed the specific menu.
Eight bowls: stir-fried small tofu with pickled vegetables, braised shrimp with tofu and eggs, braised pork knuckles, fried meatballs, chicken and mushroom powder, New Year pig stew, Yufu tuna fish, and Ama Zun meat.
Eight dishes: braised rice, dried cucumber slices with wide noodles mixed with fungus, bean sprouts mixed with shredded tenderloin, elbow jelly, fried soybean sprouts, braised red fish, braised fat intestines, and stir-fried fungus with cabbage.
The original seared frog was temporarily replaced with fried meatballs due to lack of ingredients.
Fortunately, the substitution of one dish has little impact on the entire table.
Fu Yu was not familiar with the Qin family's kitchen, so while Zhao Meng was preparing the dishes, he quickly found all the kitchen utensils he needed and placed them in the places he was used to.
Lao Zheng suddenly stepped forward and took out a non-stick pan from the cabinet: "This is very useful, you can use it."
Fu Yu took it and said, "Thank you!"
Lao Zheng didn't say anything else. He walked straight to the wall and leaned sideways, looking on with a cold eye.
Seeing this, Fu Yu smiled nonchalantly and looked down at the non-stick pan.
The pot is nice and heavy to hold, but it can be used for frying things.
It's a pity that the dish he made today doesn't require this, and the non-stick pan is really useless for him.
After all, no matter what pot comes into his hands, it becomes a non-stick pot.
Fu Yu was almost ready, and Zhao Meng also found all the ingredients.
The two of them have always worked together in perfect harmony.
Zhao Meng was willing to help with the cooking, making fried meatballs and mixing cold dishes all by himself.
After Fu Yu finished chopping the stupid chicken, he suddenly remembered something and turned around to order Lao Zheng, who was standing next to him with his arms folded and an expression that had nothing to do with him.
"Chef Zheng, please go buy some pork skin jelly, pig head meat, pig fat intestines, and pig blood sausage and come back."
"What!!"
Lao Zheng asked, which startled Zhao Meng who carefully picked the bean sprouts. His hands shook and he couldn't catch the picked bean sprouts.
Fu Yu repeated his words: "Please go back quickly, don't waste time."
Lao Zheng stood still and asked dissatisfiedly: "Are you really going to make eight dishes and eight bowls? Is that also called banquet noodles?"
Fu Yu ignored Lao Zheng, but turned towards the kitchen door, and then shouted in the direction of the living room: "Mrs. Qin?"
Lao Zheng quickly chased after him: "What do you want to do?"
Qin Yue was talking with her son and future daughter-in-law in the living room when she heard the sound and hurried over.
Fu Yu said to Qin Yue: "I need some ingredients, and I would like to ask you to help buy them."
When Qin Yue heard this, he quickly responded: "Okay, tell Lao Zheng whatever you need."
After saying that, he ordered: "Old Zheng, take the family car, hurry up, don't delay things!"
Just as Lao Zheng was about to argue, he heard Fu Yu repeating the ingredients that needed to be purchased.
Although Fu Yu's attitude was the same as before, Lao Zheng felt that the young chef was very sinister.
It was clear that he was deliberately using Mrs. Qin to suppress him.
Lao Zheng's expression changed, he swallowed the words that came to his lips, agreed, and walked outside.
I thought angrily in my heart: A dog bites Lu Dongbin, but it doesn’t recognize a good heart! Okay, I'll let you make eight dishes and eight bowls... The food will be on the table after a while, and the Guan family will be angered. Let's see how you end up!
Qin Yue saw that Fu Yu had already started preparing food, so he quickly went over to take a look.
And suddenly her son's voice came from outside: "Mom! Tian Tian's parents are here!"
Qin Yue hurriedly responded and hurried out to greet him.
With no outsiders in the kitchen, Fu Yu and Zhao Meng worked more smoothly.
Fu Yu wanted to give Zhao Meng a hand, but Zhao Meng stopped him: "No, these dishes are not only stewed but also steamed. There is no difficulty. Today you will be in charge of the spoon, and I will be the hand."
Zhao Meng also saw that the chef Lao Zheng was not very friendly. If he got caught, it would be difficult to explain.
With the sketch as a reference, Fu Yu became very handy when cooking. He knew exactly what ingredients to use and what dishes to make.
Zhao Meng originally had some doubts about two of the dishes, thinking they were different from the dishes he had eaten back then.
Fu Yu, however, spoke freely, saying that he found the information on the Internet and that this recipe was the most authentic. What Zhao Meng ate back then was the improved folk version.
He said it plausibly. Zhao Meng had already prepared all the ingredients, so he simply followed the recipe ordered by Fu Yu.
When Lao Zheng rushed back after buying the ingredients, Fu Yu and Zhao Meng had already prepared all the dishes.
In front of Lao Zheng, Fu Yu became the chef!
"shovel!"
"Sauteing spoon!"
"The pork head is cut and put on a plate!"
He opened his mouth to give an order, and Zhao Meng immediately cooperated and handed the things over.
Fu Yu found out that someone was doing this, which felt really good!
No wonder everyone wants to be a chef.
Except for the stew, which took some time, the other dishes came out quickly.
By the time the last New Year pig stew was served, all the dishes for the family banquet were ready.
Fu Yu felt relieved and said with a smile: "It's done!"
Lao Zheng looked at the dishes and bowls set out on the table, and he couldn't wait to call the host over to see these so-called eight dishes and eight bowls!
Old Zheng Diandian went to the front hall and quickly invited everyone over.
After everyone was seated, a table full of dishes was immediately displayed in front of everyone!
