Chapter 1290

Luo Maogang said: "Sit down."

Luo Junsheng poured tea for the two of them: "Drink tea."

Yang Ming said: "I won't drink anymore. I won't be able to sleep after drinking. The boss will also drink less."

Wang Xiaoming touched the back of his neck with some embarrassment: "It doesn't matter to me, just drink a little."

The members of the Luo family all stared at Yang Ming. The injuries on Yang Ming's face had healed, the bruises on his forehead had become less noticeable, and the wounds on the corners of his eyebrows had also healed, leaving a dark red scab. scars. Yang Ming sat calmly at the tea table, letting everyone watch.

Luo Maogang spoke: "Is what Yang Ming said serious? You're not kidding?"

Yang Ming didn't even raise his eyelids: "Yes, I'll teach you and I'll teach you how to do it. You'll never bully anyone."

This was said so casually that the Luo family looked at each other. Wang Xiaoming, on the other hand, kept his eyes and nose in mind, trying to reduce himself to a statue.

Luo Junsheng hesitated for a moment: "Can't the price be negotiated further?"

Yang Ming said: "The cheapest price, and it is limited to twenty dishes. If there are more, I won't teach you."

Wang Xiaoming did not mention this twenty dishes in the message. The Luo family took a breath after hearing this. Twenty dishes cost one hundred thousand yuan, which was too expensive.

The two women present blurted out: "No!"

Luo Junsheng and Luo Maogang were silent for a while. The father and son took a puff of cigarette silently, still thinking about it.

Luo Maogang's wife Li Qiulian said: "Alu, Auntie knows that you are short of money, but that's not how you make money. People have to be conscientious."

Wang Xiaoming felt very embarrassed, as if he had come to their house to extort money. Yang Ming said: "This has nothing to do with him. It's my business. The transaction is fair. It's up to you whether you want to buy it or not."

Luo Junsheng said: "It only cost me 10,000 to 20,000 yuan to go to a chef school. I could learn more than 20 dishes in the school."

Yang Ming said: "Then you go to school and learn."

Luo Junsheng's face was a bit ugly. Of course, he could learn a little bit in the chef school, but they were all basic skills, mainly based on theory. The teacher couldn't teach one-on-one. How much he could learn all depended on his personality.

Luo Maogang said: "You are a young man who speaks like a gun. Is there no room for negotiation at all?"

Yang Ming said: "Five thousand yuan a piece, I think it is very cheap. If you don't need it, we won't force it."

Luo Junsheng's wife He Juan snorted: "Who doesn't know how to cook? Five thousand yuan for a dish, go ahead and grab it!"

Yang Ming sneered: "Five thousand yuan for a recipe is too expensive? I'm afraid you don't know that there are actually five thousand yuan dishes in this world."

Luo Junsheng quickly stopped his wife: "Ajuan, don't talk too much." He turned around and said to Yang Ming, "Don't be ridiculous if a woman has long hair and short knowledge. There are indeed dishes that cost several thousand yuan a piece, but in our small place, basically They are all home-cooked dishes, not much delicacies from mountains and seas, and five thousand a dish is really a bit expensive."

Yang Ming said: "You live by the sea, what else is seafood if you don't want to give up money? So don't learn from me. Anyway, my boss will also open a restaurant in the future. One hundred thousand yuan is not a big amount, just use some work." It was returned quickly.”

Wang Xiaoming glanced at Yang Ming, scratched his forehead, and concealed his embarrassment. When was he going to open a restaurant? He made it sound as if it was true.

Luo Maogang said: "Then you make a dish for us to try and see if your dish is worth the money."

Yang Ming said: "Okay."

Luo Junsheng said: "How about tomorrow, it's too late today."

Yang Ming said: "No need tomorrow, I can lend you your kitchen. Do you have any food?"

Li Qiulian said: "There are also a few potatoes and carrots."

Yang Ming said: "Is there any salad oil and sesame oil?"

"have."

"Do you have white sesame seeds?"

"Yes."

Yang Ming rolled up his sleeves: "That's enough."

All the lights in the kitchen were on, and Wang Xiaoming followed him in. Fortunately, the Luo family's house was big enough, and the kitchen was big enough, so a few people could actually stand in it.

Yang Ming found a carrot, took one in his hand, and said to Wang Xiaoming: "Boss, help me boil some water."

Wang Xiaoming knew he was being called, so he said, "Would you like some boiling water? Is the water from the teapot okay?"

Yang Ming nodded: "Okay, let's boil it first."

Wang Xiaoming took a look and saw that the teapot happened to contain a pot of boiling water. He brought it over and said, "It's already there."

Yang Ming stopped talking. He washed the carrots, tried the blade, and then started chopping vegetables. Anyone who has cooked knows that carrots are not easy to cut because they are too hard, have no texture, and have uneven strength, so they are easy to lose shape and the cut shreds are of different sizes.

This was the first time that Wang Xiaoming really saw Yang Ming's knife skills. He was holding a carrot in one hand and holding a knife in the other, just like cutting tofu. With a few swipes, the carrot slices came out, even in thickness and size. Then I heard the sound of the chopping board, and the whole carrot was cut into thin strips, each one of the same thickness.

Yang Ming turned on the fire, poured in the salad oil, and heated the oil over low heat. Before the oil started to smoke, he poured the carrots in, used chopsticks to toss them in the oil for about ten seconds, then turned off the heat and took out the carrots. Come on, put it in boiling water and immerse it for a while, then take it out and squeeze out the water. Pour out the oil from the pan, add a little more oil, turn on low heat, put it into the pan and stir-fry gently with chopsticks. When the water dries up, add salt and MSG, then adjust the heat to medium, pour in the sesame oil, and stir-fry for about a minute. , serve it out, sprinkle with white sesame seeds, and place it in front of everyone.

"There are not enough materials, so we can barely use it. Have a taste." Yang Ming said calmly.

Wang Xiaoming looked at the plate of shredded carrots that were cut like vermicelli. The knife skills alone were already very shocking. Yang Ming took out a pair of chopsticks and gave them to Wang Xiaoming. Wang Xiaoming took them and put a few shredded carrots into his mouth. His eyes lit up and he felt an indescribable wonderful feeling on his tongue. There was no carrot taste at all. It was fresh, crisp and fragrant. It's so rich and delicious that I almost want to swallow it all off my tongue: "Yang Ming, how did you make it?"

Looking at Wang Xiaoming's expression, Luo Maogang's family also took out their chopsticks to try the food. After eating, the whole family was silent.

Yang Ming wiped his hands with a towel: "It's delicious. I'll cook it for you later." Then he walked out of the kitchen.

Several people in the Luo family were rushing to eat shredded carrots. Wang Xiaoming wanted to try some more, but found that there were no more, so he put down his chopsticks and followed him out. He was very happy. In the future, Yang Ming would specially cook this dish for them. It was really a blessing. .

Yang Ming left the kitchen and walked straight out without stopping. Luo Junsheng caught up with him: "Master Yang Ming, please stay."

Yang Ming stopped, looked back at him, and said in a cold tone: "Do you want to learn?"

Luo Junsheng's face showed some embarrassment: "I was offended just now, please sit down and speak slowly."