"I think … you'd better think about it." The corner of Chen Ze's mouth twitched. If there was a misunderstanding, it would be troublesome. If the other party failed to control himself, Chen Ze felt that he might have to learn cooking from Xinghei Chuanzhen.
"Ala ala ala, it's fine. Don't worry too much. I know what I'm doing. The smell of heather is very troublesome, but I think maybe I can use a special cooking technique to improve its suffocating smell a little." Xinghei Seichiro waved his hand indifferently. What a joke! He had cooked countless dark cuisines in the past. Heather was nothing to him.
"Ah … Well, what are we going to learn today?" Chen Ze sighed in his heart. He hoped that the loli teacher would not be too miserable. He had already tried to persuade Xinghei Seichiro, but it was obvious that he did not want to be a human anymore.
"Today … I'm going to teach you about Western and other cuisines. Of course, these cuisines often need to be paired with the corresponding seasonings or local ingredients. Remember to buy some for yourself." Xinghei Seichiro recalled his previous experience of traveling around the world. He had to admit that these experiences were very useful. Only by learning by analogy could he broaden his horizons and get inspiration when cooking.
"Okay, then I'll have to trouble you to dictate it later so that I can record it here." Chen Ze nodded. He was looking forward to learning these magical cooking techniques. After all, Chen Ze's time was limited. It was basically impossible for him to travel around the world. Moreover, there were epidemics all over the world recently, so Chen Ze felt that it was better for him to stay here.
However, Chen Ze was still very happy to learn about the famous foreign dishes from Xinghei Seichiro. However, he still had to buy some necessary ingredients on the Internet. Otherwise, it would be very troublesome if he did not have any seasonings.
"Okay, then let's start today's lesson." Once he started cooking, Xingping Seiichiro became a little more serious, but only a little.
Then, Chen Ze felt his scalp go numb. Only then did Chen Ze realize that even in the desert, there were local dishes. Although he didn't know how they tasted, at the very least, the unique way of using spices and cooking techniques made Chen Ze feel enlightened. He even felt that he could improve some of the dishes.
After Yuhei Seiichiro left, Chen Ze went to school from 6 AM to 9 AM. It was almost time to open for business.
"But what about Betty?" Chen Ze frowned. Although he did not strictly ask Betty to come at a certain time, it was a bit abnormal if she came before nine o 'clock. Usually, Betty would come to the restaurant at about 8: 30 in the morning.
After all, it took some time to change clothes and take a bath.
Chen Ze did not think too much about it. Anyway, as long as there was no big problem, Betty would come. Besides, he had asked Rissel to take care of Betty, so there should be no problem.
Then Chen Ze took out the beef. He planned to make breakfast for himself, but it was not Lanzhou beef noodles, but crispy beef noodles.
The basic method of making Crispy Beef Noodles was similar to that of Lanzhou Beef Noodles. The noodles needed to be chewy, and the soft noodles didn't have any advantage. However, there were some subtle differences when it came to the beef. The beef of Crispy Beef Noodles was generally cooked to be softer and more flavorful. Moreover, it was cooked in large pieces instead of slices. A bowl of good Crispy Beef Noodles, the beef, noodles, and soup couldn't have any problems.
The beef and noodles were easy to deal with. After all, Chen Ze was someone who had made Lanzhou beef noodles, so he knew very well how to deal with these things. The key was the beef soup, which was a little troublesome.
"It seems that I have to prepare a new pot. Without a new pot, the beef soup will not be easy to deal with …" Chen Ze stroked his chin. He only had one permanent soup pot in the kitchen, and that was the brine pot. Every day, Chen Ze would add water and some brine to it.
However, the brine pot needed to be cooked at four times the normal speed. Now, even if Chen Ze did not use it at four times the normal speed, it was still a good pot of aged brine.
However, beef soup was different. Beef soup was generally recommended to be cooked and eaten immediately. Of course, some restaurants would have old pots, but Chen Ze did not feel that he often needed old beef soup to cook. After all, other than beef dishes, he did not really need old beef soup.
In the end, Chen Ze decided to make a bowl of beef soup and make it aged broth. After all, he could always strive for the best, so why should he make do with it?
However, in this case, Chen Ze would need to buy some beef bones. But now, other than himself, there was only Lavra in the restaurant. If he walked out and a thief came in …
Chen Ze was not worried about the restaurant's loss, and he was not worried about Lavra. Instead, he was more worried about whether the thief would die.
"It's half past nine. What is Betty doing?" Chen Ze was a little unhappy.
"Mr. Manager, Miss Betty, it's still black tea, steak, and spaghetti." Before Chen Ze could go up and ask Lavra, the door was pushed open, and then Chen Ze saw Moriarty walk in.
"Professor Moriarty, wait a moment. I'll get you a glass of water first." Chen Ze opened the fridge, poured out a glass of lemonade, and brought it out.
"Miss Betty doesn't have to work today?" Moriarty looked around and put down the cane in his hand.
"I don't know. Betty hasn't come today. I'm also wondering about this." Chen Ze shrugged and then planned to go back to the kitchen to make the dishes that Moriarty wanted.
"By the way, Mr. Manager, please accept this." Moriarty thought of something and took out a small bag from his pocket and handed it to Chen Ze.
"This is?" Chen Ze was a little puzzled. It was an opaque paper bag, but it was very light.
"Tea. I personally think that London has the best tea recently. I wanted to share it with you, Mr. Manager, so I brought it over." Moriarty smiled. He liked tea, but he did not pick the most expensive tea. He only picked his favorite tea leaves, even if the price might not be as expensive as those expensive tea leaves.
"Okay, thank you. I'll make a pot later." Chen Ze was very happy. Maybe he could have some tea later and chat with Moriarty.
The premise was that no other customers came in. Otherwise, Chen Ze would not have time to drink tea.
"You'll like it." Moriarty nodded and then continued to flip through his newspaper.
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