The pet king of the city

"how did you do it?"

Ren Qing is now like a curious baby, looking at Chen Lie with big watery eyes.

"Hmm."

"Obviously, the main ingredients are only lean meat and porridge, but I have a lot of flavors that make me comfortable, not the stimulation of the usual spices, I am also very curious."

Wen Lan couldn't find good words to express.

"nice! You love it."

Chen Lie smiled and passed by.

A large cup of unknown lean meat porridge was quickly emptied.

"not enough!"

"I usually eat at most two bowls, but now I am not satisfied with three bowls."

Gu Xiaoyu pouted her small mouth and said, "Brother Lie, if I become a fat girl in the future, you have to be responsible!"

"Good good!"

"You must be responsible!"

Chen Lie pretended to be meditative: "Speaking of which, I really want to see what the fleshy drizzle looks like."

Gu Xiaoyu rolled his eyes immediately.

When she thought of getting fat into a sphere, the scene made her want to play cold.

"Brother Pet is really hard."

"Trying to satisfy your appetites, but you are still responsible for your weight."

Lan Wen looked at the group of people enviously.

In the previous orphanages, she basically fought alone. She was both a teacher and a mother. When there was suffering, no one could share or talk about it. The pain she felt was beyond ordinary people's understanding.

"Alie, you haven't answered my question yet."

Ren Qing was persevering.

"It's very simple."

"My way of handling spices imitates the craftsmanship of [Sanxiang Chicken]."

"To put it bluntly, the spices are processed first before mixing to weaken their irritation. Then they are blended into the lean meat porridge at a specific heat, so that the aroma will not be so irritating and the degree of fusion will be just right. "

In fact, Chen Lie did not say anything more specific.

For example, the mastery of heat cannot exceed 10 seconds.

For another example, the water temperature error must be controlled within 3 degrees Celsius in the treatment before the spices are mixed.

These are all master culinary skills.

Even if Chen Lie said it, Ren Qing and the others couldn't play.

"Sanxiang? Lean meat porridge?"

"It looks complicated."

Ren Qing was a little confused.

But she is also good enough. She spread her hands directly, and even said with her lips. Her lips thiefly said, "Alie, I know you must have reserved a piece of lean meat porridge for yourself in advance. Why don't you give me a bowl? ? If you don't give it to me, I will grab it?"

"Aren't you afraid of eating fat?"

Chen Lie was blindfolded, not looking.

You know that Ren Qing also ate three bowls just now, and it was still a big bowl.

"Aren't you responsible for eating fat?"

Ren Qing gave Chen Lie a straight look.

Chen Lie lamented.

The women snickered.

Although this meal supports porridge only.

But the food was so satisfying that everyone felt even better than going out for a big meal.

After a meal.

The park began to lively again.

And everyone also opened the after-dinner tea party.

While drinking tea and chatting, this day is really comfortable.

Ren Qing took out the selected memo and issued the first question: "The officials of the Cantonese Dog Competition have invited you again. What are your plans?"

"Just ignore them."

Chen Lie is no longer interested in the dog contest like playing a house.

"Well."

Ren Qing quickly skipped over and asked: "The Beihua pet breeding base was closed, and the boss of Beihua who was treated in the hospital was so angry that he had brain congestion on the spot. Boss Qi intends to help the government clean up the mess. He sent a letter to ask for your opinion?"

"Let him!"

Chen Lie couldn't help shaking his head, sighing.

With the brutal and inhumane breeding and reproduction mode of the Beihua Pet Breeding Base, no matter how good the floor is, things will happen sooner or later.

However, the pet breeding base, which claims to be No. 1 in Pengcheng with a market value of over 100 million yuan, collapsed.

The speed of its downfall is indeed surprising.

"I don't even care about this. The Occasion pet changed its name, and the Pengcheng Pet Association has experienced large-scale membership withdrawals. It is even less important to you."

Ren Qing quickly turned over his memo, but still simply said.

She was right.

Chen Lie really didn't care about such small things.

"Then you must care about this."

Ren Qing, like a secretary, took out the most noteworthy items.

"Ramen Emperor?"

Chen Lie looked at Ren Qing in a daze, wondering what she meant.

Ren Qing pointed to the news and reminded: “The emperor of Ramen brought his gourmet team to visit China on behalf of JP’s gourmet cuisine.”

"I know."

"I'm not blind."

Chen Lie is reading all the news.

"Do you forget it?"

Ren Qing said excitedly: "The emperor of Ramen in JP country is the world's top noodle master. Saburo Tobe, who you defeated before, is his most beloved apprentice. You said that such a person came to China inexplicably. Did you let you go? ?"

"That's right!"

"This old man must have a bad attempt."

Gu Xiaoyu also said anxiously: "If he really came with sincerity, he would not bring such a large food group, and he would not bully Eastern chefs everywhere under the banner of "Sino-Japanese Food Exchange". Up."

"I know."

"I'm not that stupid, okay?"

Chen Lie gave Ren Qing and Gu Xiaoyu a bad temper.

These two beauties with their own characteristics are all concerned and confused, forgetting Chen Lie's detachment and self-confidence in the field of food.

But Chen Lie didn't blame them.

After reading it carefully, he sighed: "The first stop in the magic city, the seven pasta masters who exploded the magic capital in one night, beat the seven master chefs of the magic capital. I am afraid that all the chefs in the East will hear about this incredible power. It's the smell of gunpowder."

Everyone looked at Chen Lie and didn't say anything.

"The second stop is Pengcheng."

"But Pengcheng does not have a nationally renowned pasta master, and his purpose is self-evident."

Chen Lie's posture was so high that it seemed to be none of his business.

Ren Qing couldn't help but asked: "Alie, aren't you nervous?"

"Why should I be nervous?"

Chen Lie asked back.

Ren Qing said painfully: "He is the emperor of Ramen, the well-deserved first person in JP's pasta world. He is not a cat or dog. Can you pay more attention to it?"