Pick a Prince and Get Rich

In the kitchen.

Chef Wan cut off the head of the fish by pressing on the body of the fish. Before they could see how he cut the knife, they saw that the mandarin fish in their hands had gone to the scales and gills. Turning his wrist, he took out the whole bone which was close to the fish.

"Skin down, first straight cut, then oblique cut, deep to the fish skin into diamond knife pattern." Ning Silian stands on a side road. Chef Wan does the fish according to her instructions, and gives the rest to Ning Silian.

Ning Silian took the osmanthus that he had made, put flower carving and salt on the head and meat of the fish respectively, rolled starch on them, and shook off the excess starch with the tail of the fish in her hand.

"Is the oil pan hot?" Carrying the mandarin fish, he asked Liu gen, who was adding firewood to the stove.

"It's hot. It's ready to cook." Liu Gen dropped the last firewood into his hand.

Seeing this, Ning Silian put her hand on the oil pan and felt that it was 80% hot. She carried the fish upside down, scooped the oil with a big spoon, poured it on the fish from top to bottom, and then fried two pieces of shark fin into the oil pan. After that, fry all the fish in the pot until golden yellow, pick them up and put them on the plate for later use.

Chef Wan was startled by her. He thought Ning Silian was not in touch with yangchunshui. Now it seems that he's gone.

"Do you still need my help?" Chef Wan stood aside and asked.

"You can use the other stove to cook some good dishes. I don't care here." Ning Silian lowered her head and pressed the fish head with chopsticks to make the chin of the fish expand and shape in the oil pan. After deep frying, she put the fish into the shape of a whole fish, with her head and tail cocked up.

Ning Huai and Liu Wenwen and others said: "can fish be made like this?"

"It's called squirrel mandarin fish. When it's ready, it will look better." Ning Silian pursed her lips and said with a smile.

"Ning Huai, go and wash some for me."

"Yes, sister, I'm going." Ning Huai turned and ran into the yard.

Liu Wenwen said to him, "I'll help Mr. Huai."

"Wenwen, don't go. Just let him go." Ning Silian scooped out a little oil, put in the scallion to stir fry, and then add mushrooms, bamboo shoots, garlic and Huadiao wine, stir fry and take out.

"Here, sister, you want it." Ning Huai washed three and brought them over on a plate.

Ning Silian took over and joked, "did you steal from us?"

Being teased by Ning Silian in front of the public, Ning Huai's face is thin and slightly irritated and said, "I don't have it."

"Well, I'll ask. Don't be angry." Ning Silian explained, and then put the April pan in the steamer to steam, and stir the mashed April pan with the stir fried sauce, and pour it on the fish. The fish immediately makes a squeak.

People were startled and looked at the fish strangely.

"Miss Ning, is the fish still alive?" Liu Wenwen was obviously frightened.

Ning Silian was successfully amused by Liu Wenwen and wiped the tears from her eyes: "the fish was fried by hot oil. It must be dead, because I just poured the hot soup on it, so it made a sound."

"Is that what squirrels make?" Ning Huai speculated that he had never seen a squirrel.

"Yes." Ning Silian handed the dish to Ning Huai, "put it on the table."

"Yes, sister." Ning Huai gladly took the squirrel mandarin fish, carefully carried in the past.

"Chef Wan, I'll tell you what to do with this dish. When the restaurant opens, you can hang it up and sell it." Ning Silian turns around and says to chef Wan, who is concentrating on cooking.

Chef Wan answered with a loud voice across the fire. He was not attracted by the strange voice. After all, as long as he held the spatula, nothing could make him move.