There Is Chef Yu In The Entertainment Circle

The poor crew only had one camera, and it was impossible to divide them into two groups. After the filming of Yu Siyang's filming in the film and television city, he was free for two days. After the rest, he went to the location with the crew.

It happened to be another weekend, and the little fat boy in kindergarten didn't have to go, so Xue Chengxiu moved his work back and made time to spend the fresh and small vacations at home.

Dad and brother were playing with him at home, but Xue Yunmu's little friend was so happy.

"Brother, would you like to go on a picnic?" Xue Yunmu hugged Yu Siyang's legs, his round eyes opened wide, and his hopeful expression was particularly cute.

Yu Siyang knelt down and stared at the little guy, "Mu Mu wants to go on a picnic?"

"Well, beautiful parents took her to a picnic," Xue Yunmu gestured a big circle with her short arm, "There are so many, so many delicious foods."

Yu Siyang: "..."

So, you actually want to eat a lot of delicious food, and a picnic is just an excuse.

"Okay, brother?" The little fat man stretched out his arms to hug brother Yangyang's neck and rubbed his cheek with his cheek.

Mumu is so hard to sell cute, Yu Siyang really can't bear to refuse, but the weather looks gloomy today, and it is still blowing cold. Do you go out for a picnic on this day and have a drink of northwest wind?!

Yu Siyang quickly took out the freshly steamed buns and diverted Xue Yunmu's attention.

"Pig pig bag, pig pig bag." Xue Yunmu cheered immediately when he saw the bun in his brother's hand, jumping to eat.

The buns made into fat pigs have always been very popular with the little guys. The buns are filled with light milky custard fillings, and the fillings are mixed with crushed walnuts. The buns are not like soup buns. The steamed buns are so thin, and the slightly thick bun skins are fully fermented. After steaming, they are white and snowy, and the taste is soft. The bun skin, bite it down, the fragrance occupies every taste bud, soft and sweet, after swallowing it, breathe out again, you can smell the sweet fragrance of buns.

Yu Siyang broke a pig bag into two halves, let it cool a bit, and gave half of it to Xue Yunmu, and the other half in his own hand, ready to wait for the little guy to finish eating half of his hand before giving it to him.

The little guy took a bite, bit down half of it, closed his mouth and chewed, his round eyes smiled into a crescent moon, and the two bites ate the contents of his hands, and then looked at Yu Siyang's hands with eyesight.

Yu Siyang immediately gave him the other half of his hand. After the little guy got it, he gave his elder brother a little chirp on his face, and he opened his mouth to eat.

"You two, start eating in the kitchen." Xue Chengxiu came to the bar at the restaurant to make tea. He glanced in the kitchen by the way, and saw that the young and the young were eating buns in the kitchen.

"Dad," Xue Yunmu ran over happily, holding the pig bag in her hand, "Will you go on a picnic?"

Yu Siyang has a black line, and the little guy is still thinking about the picnic, and he can't even divert his attention from pigs. This is how persistent.

"Going for a picnic?" Xue Chengxiu pretended to think for a while, and then said, "Mu Mu gave Dad a bite of the bun on his hand, and Dad agreed to Mu Mu to go on a picnic."

Xue Yunmu looked at the half of the pig bag in his hand, thought about it carefully, then raised his short arm, with a generous look, "Dad, you can only take a bite."

Xue Chengxiu squatted down, opened his mouth, and bit half of the bun in the little guy's hand.

Xue Yunmu blinked round eyes and retracted her raised arms. His five chubby fingers spread out. The buns in his hands were gone, and the little guy looked unclear. So, it seemed that he didn't expect that his dad would take all the buns in one bite. After eating it, he pouted aggrievedly, threw himself into his father's arms, and complained: "Dad is bad."

The bad father picked up the fat son in his arms and teased him: "My father is bad, does Namu want to go on a picnic?"

"I want to." Xue Yunmu kicked his legs vigorously in his father's arms, expressing his urgent feelings.

Xue Chengxiu smiled and said, "But Dad doesn't count."

Xue Yunmu was dumbfounded.

Obviously Dad said that he could go on a picnic by giving him piggy buns, so why didn't it count?

Seeing that his son was almost crying because of his grievances, Xue Chengxiu said quickly: "It is your brother Yangyang who has the final say, and that brother Yangyang can cook you food for the picnic.

It's not that Xue Chengxiu didn't try to cook on his own. He can be regarded as an old foodie. He can treasure the signature dishes of various restaurants, snacks from various places, and secretly hidden private kitchens, but he is handicapped in cooking.

He strictly followed the steps taught in the recipe, and the weight of each ingredient was accurately weighed with a scale, but the dishes that were made were indeed dark dishes. His son put a chopstick in his mouth and immediately said "I spit it out, and drank water violently, rinsing out the strange smell in my mouth.

Yu Siyang didn’t dare to let him come to the kitchen to help. Since making flower donuts together in the club, Mr. Xue has been very keen to come to the kitchen... It’s not a good idea to let Yu Siyang respect Xie Bumin, often he can be alone for an hour. After Mr. Xue came to help the prepared four dishes and one soup, he could not finish it in two hours.

The little fat guy wants to go on a picnic, but it's useless to find his father. He has to find the chef brother at home.

If his son wants to eat dark dishes, he can be satisfied.

"Brother..." Xue Yunmu pouted and looked at Yu Siyang, with a pitiful little appearance, as if she was about to cry in the next second.

Yu Siyang looked at Xue Chengxiu and asked, "The weather is bad today, so it's not suitable for a picnic."

"It's okay," Xue Chengxiu said with a smile: "There is a glass greenhouse at the back. Just remove the flowers in it and leave a piece of grass."

Yu Siyang followed Xue Chengxiu to the glass conservatory behind, and then fell silent.

It’s even more troublesome to have a meal, Mr. Xue, you really love your son too much.

Now that he had happily decided to have a picnic in the glass greenhouse, Yu Siyang went back to the kitchen to prepare picnic dishes with Aunt Wang. Xue Chengxiu took his son and the villa's bodyguard driver to remove the flowers from the greenhouse first.

"Xiaoyu, what is this long black stick?" Aunt Wang asked in confusion when she saw a small bag of long black sticks taken out of the cupboard.

"This is carved wild rice, also called wild rice. The rice cooked with this is fragrant, smooth and delicious." Yu Siyang said while washing wild rice: "If the stems of wild rice are invaded by the fungus Can't bear wild rice, the stem is Zizania."

Aunt Wang took out a wild rice from the pot and said in surprise: "This is wild rice?"

"This is the fruit, and the one that does not bear fruit is the rice white." Yu Siyang said with a smile: "There is a poem called'Sliding memory of carved rice, smell of jindai soup', but unfortunately there is no official flower at home, otherwise we can also be arty. ."

Aunt Wang burst into laughter and almost washed the chicken out of the sink.

After Yu Siyang finished the food, everyone brought the food to the greenhouse together.

The flowers in the conservatory were moved out, a large picnic cloth was spread on the grass, and a lot of futons were placed around the picnic cloth for people to sit on. Everyone in the villa was soaked in the light of admiration. A total of seven people sat around. Picnic on the grass in the greenhouse.

Xue Yunmu was the most excited, clapping her hands, jumping and shouting, "Take pictures, take pictures, I want to show them to Meimei."

Yu Siyang lightly flicked the little guy’s forehead, took out his mobile phone and took several pictures. After confirming that there was nothing else in the lens except for the dish, he quickly posted a Weibo, and then put the phone on. In your pocket, no matter how you explode in the Weibo comments.

Aunt Wang took the lead in serving everyone a bowl of carved rice. The boiled wild rice does not feel as fluffy as ordinary rice, and the fragrance is different from that of rice. It has a light fragrance with a little water vapor, with a small chopsticks in it. Eat it in your mouth, it is slightly sweet, because it is rich in oil, it is really fragrant and slippery, full of fragrance.

"This meal is delicious." Aunt Wang was full of praise.

Lao Lin aimed at a plate of golden chickens on the picnic cloth.

After the whole chicken is depilated and washed, cook with sesame oil, salt and water. When it is ripe, add green onion and pepper. When fully cooked, cut the chicken into cubes and mix with a little sesame oil. It is ready to eat and cook. The original chicken juice can be left to fry other dishes.

Since there are not many condiments, the taste of the chicken is controlled by the heat, the original taste, the chicken is cooked refreshingly and tenderly, eat it in the mouth, except for the light sesame fragrance of the sesame oil, it is all the fresh fragrance of the chicken itself, chewing At that time, the juice of the chicken is squeezed out of the meat with each chewing, soaking the taste buds, and the more chewing, the more flavorful it becomes.

Lao Lin even ate a few pieces of golden chicken, and then turned his attention to the fragrant stew beside the golden chicken.

Flavorin stew is made with the original chicken broth left over from boiling golden chicken, small mushrooms, carrots and winter bamboo shoots are changed into an oval shape, white fungus soaked in hair, and black mushrooms. They are simmered in chicken broth. Place the white fungus on the plate into a flower shape, put the white fungus in the center, steam it thoroughly, add pepper, scallop juice, sugar, water starch, and ginger juice to the previous chicken broth to make a thick soup, and finally pour it on the "flowers" .

The biggest feature of this dish is its freshness, especially the black fungus. The taste is extremely delicious. It is simmered in chicken broth, and its own umami taste is enhanced to the extreme. The taste of each ingredient is different, and the thick soup is The flavor of the delicious soup is thick, and different raw materials are combined with the thick soup, and the taste is different. The only thing in common is the delicious fragrance.

Lao Lin liked this fragrant stew better than golden chicken, and couldn't stop eating.

After the winter, the weather in Yunzhong City is getting gloomy day by day. The dark clouds make the sky look very low. The cold wind keeps blowing, but the rain never stops.

The six adults in the greenhouse looked satisfied while eating, and looked up at the sky through the glass, muttering "I don't know when it will rain this day."

The two bodyguards were a bit cautious in eating. Lao Lin and Aunt Wang followed Xue Chengxiu from the imperial capital to Yunzhong City, almost watching him grow up. Both of them had a kind of love for Xue Chengxiu, as well as Yu Siyang. Distressed, but not at all cautious.

Lao Lin spit out Aunt Wang while eating, "Lao Wang, look at Xiaoyu, this is called craftsmanship. You have been cooking for decades, and the taste will never change. That means your husband bears the burden and doesn't dislike your craftsmanship."

"You are old Wang, and your whole family is old Wang." Aunt Wang was furious, snatching the shrimp from the old forest bowl, and retorted back, "No matter how bad my craft is, it is better than yours and your wife. What is it? Dark cooking!"

Xue Chengxiu, the producer of true dark cuisine, moved away silently, away from the two who "focused on hurting each other for 30 years".

It was not the first time that Yu Siyang saw Uncle Lin and Aunt Wang complain to each other. The first time he was a little surprised, now he is very calm to help Mu Mu's child peeling shrimp.

Xue Chengxiu stared at the shrimp that was peeling in Yu Siyang's hand. When the shell was peeled, he immediately swallowed the shrimp with his head down.

Yu Siyang: "..."

Xue Yunmu, who opened his mouth and waited to eat the shrimp, was stunned, and looked at the little shrimp tails held in his hands by Yangyang's brother. His eyes were round and his mouth was wide. If he couldn't figure out why the peeled shrimp disappeared. .

"Mr. Xue, grab his son's food, it's delicious?"

Xue Chengxiu nodded, his face was very thick, "Of course the one I grabbed is delicious."

The little fat man finally realized that his prawns were snatched by his father, and he immediately jumped upset, "Dad is bad, Dad is bad."

The bad father held back his smile and said to Yu Siyang: "Look at Mu Mu jumping around, and the little fat on his belly is shaking, isn't it particularly cute."

Yu Siyang was speechless, and he was a very serious man on weekdays, how could he like to tease his son so much.

However, the little fat man bounced like this, his belly was indeed shaking, um...very cute.