I open a restaurant in Daqin

Chapter 458 Cornmeal

In the kitchen, Qin Yong started to work.

Don't look at the same work in the kitchen, but with different people, the style and picture of doing things are completely different.

Although Ayao is used to serving people since she was a child, she can do everything from washing to cooking.

But after going to Qin Palace for many years, all aspects of craftsmanship have also been stranded for many years.

Over the years, her job has basically been Yingzheng's study maid, and she is only responsible for grinding and running the study for Yingzheng. Over time, even the best craftsmanship will sometimes become rusty.

Besides, compared with Qin Yong's, her previous craftsmanship is also far behind.

In this kitchen, Ayao gives people the feeling of being repaired and beautiful.If you want to say that you are careful, you are indeed careful, but if you want to say how well you do it, it is not necessarily true.

But it's completely different with Qin Yong.

It is also washing vegetables, A Yao pays attention to carefulness, every vegetable leaf has to be opened and washed, and cleaned repeatedly.

Qin Yong is different. He pays attention to efficiency and pursues skills.

Use the fastest speed and the most mature techniques to wash out the cleanest dishes.

As a result, different landscapes began to appear.

One is slow, like green mountains and green waters, which is pleasing to the eye.

A machine that seems to be the fastest, with a dizzying way to attract people's attention.

On the side, Princess Yingshuang was named as a helper, but when she actually came to the kitchen, she stood beside her like a wooden stake.

After all, she is a princess who doesn't touch the spring water with her ten fingers. In this kitchen, she doesn't even know the most basic skills. How can she help?

Quietly watching Qin Yong operate from the side, unknowingly, she was a little crazy.

It is said that a gentleman cooks far away, and a man cooks, which is a rare thing in this era.

Except for those cooks who rely on cooking skills to make a living, men from ordinary families basically have no possibility of cooking.

However, although this man is only a third-class nobleman, he is still a nobleman after all, and he has also been conferred the title of king. It is rare for him to even cook himself.

It is really amazing to be born with this skill, but the most basic operation can give people an artistic feeling.

In just a few moments, before Yingshuang could react, Qin Yong was almost ready for the unprepared tasks left by A Yao.

Qin Yong raised his head and saw that Princess Yingshuang was still standing in a daze, and couldn't help being a little funny.

It was agreed to come to help with the work, but why does it feel like a supervisor?

Shaking his head, Qin Yong turned around and walked out of the kitchen. Princess Yingshuang was still standing there, as if she didn't realize it. When she realized it, Qin Yong was no longer in the kitchen.

"Well, Mr. Xuan Wen!"

Ying Shuang was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but look around, but Qin Yong was nowhere to be seen, so she quickly turned around and was about to walk out of the kitchen, calling softly.

Just at this time, Qin Yong came back, and the two almost bumped into each other.

Ying Shuang was startled, and hurriedly took two steps back, looking at the piles of things that Qin Yong had carried in his hands, she couldn't help but be amazed.

"Xuanwen-jun, what is this?"

Ying Shuang had never seen these things before, but it was one of them, which looked like a steamer, but upon closer inspection, it didn't seem to be the case.

"Steamer, new. And this one, cornmeal!"

Qin Yong lifted the things in his hands. Although he can make cornmeal, steamers and other things here at any time, he has not made cornmeal for later generations in this era for so long.

Corn rice is really delicious to eat, but the only thing is that it is too troublesome to make.

Not to mention that now that Qin Yong has something like a rice cooker, if he wants to eat rice, he can cook it easily with some rice and water.

Even without a rice cooker, cooking rice is definitely easier than steaming corn rice.

So in Qin Yong's arrangement, this corn meal is a kind of slow-paced delicacy to enjoy life and enjoy life.

Of course, it is not impossible to use it in the fast pace, but in general, it is still not as fresh as making rice, and it is convenient to come.

"Is it really a steamer?"

"What is this cornmeal?"

Ying Shuang frowned slightly, and hurriedly stepped aside, letting Qin Yong walk in.

"In my Central Plains, corn is unprecedented, so no one in the Central Plains has ever eaten corn rice, or even heard of it. It's normal that Princess Yingshuang doesn't recognize it!"

"As for this meal, I'm afraid that Princess Yingshuang won't be able to help me, so why not stand aside and watch!"

Qin Yong walked into the kitchen without looking back, and directly put the steamer and the other side on the stove.

Ying Shuang's heart moved, and Qin Yong said this carefully.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that she doesn't know how to cook at all, and she doesn't even know how to wash and rinse in the kitchen, so she can't help at all.

But she was here to help after all, if she didn't do anything, it would be too much.

But when Qin said this, it was different. This meal was destined to be different. It was something that others had never seen or heard. She couldn't help, so she had nothing to be ashamed of.

"Ok!"

After pondering for a moment, Ying Shuang hummed lightly, and then stood quietly on the same spot as before, watching Qin Yong's operation.

The steamer was new, and Qin Yong had just exchanged the cornmeal from the system.

It doesn't require any force at all.

Put a large pot on the gas stove, mix it with water and turn on the fire, and put the steamer on it.

"Xuan Wen-jun, this..."

"This is fire...how did it come out?"

Qin Yong was still continuing his routine operations, but when the gas stove burst into flames, Ying Shuang who was beside him heard an exclamation.

Qin Yong turned his head, speechless.

Well, I'm afraid it's another one full of doubts.

For such a thing, the current Qin Yong has long been familiar with it, and explained it to Ying Zheng, Wu Ya, A Yao and others before.

I am used to it now, and explained a few sentences casually with the simplest dictation.

Ying Shuang seemed to understand, but she didn't ask any more questions.

Qin Yong walked aside and took out several large bowls of cornmeal from the bag.

This cornmeal is not noodles, but a kind of flour, but it is not as fine as ordinary flour.

Take a closer look, some are similar to coarser fine salt.Its fineness is about the same as sand on the beach.

On the side, Ying Shuang didn't understand anything about it, so she could just stand there and watch quietly, and couldn't continue to disturb her.

She didn't understand, how could this kind of flour be made into meals?

In fact, for this point, Qin Yong also had to admire the wisdom of the Huaxia people.

In later generations, especially after the Qingming period, corn is definitely shared by the whole world.

However, to say that the corn is brought into full play, it has to be a Chinese.

Among them are people in the southwest, that is, the Bashu area in this era, as well as places such as Dian Kingdom and Yelang Kingdom.

(End of this chapter)