The final concentrated soup base is about 300 grams per pot, which is not bad. Although adding water after concentration will definitely not have the same aroma as the original brew, Su Chaoliu felt that the interstellar people probably wouldn't care about this. She thought for a while and called all the people in the team. The four members of the team plus Su Chaoqi, it was just right for the five of them to share three pots. Zhuge Ningning arrived first, and she was the most obedient. She smelled the aroma of hot pot at the door, and rushed into the room: "It smells so good. What delicious food did Chaoqi cook?" Su Chaoliu smiled and scolded her: "You have a good nose. This is a way for the major general to come over and have a taste first." Yan Hanguang, who followed in, was not only surprised: "You just thought of a way?" The day hasn't even passed yet. Su Chaoliu not only thought of a way, but smelled this smell and probably put it into practice. This action is indeed powerful enough. Su Chaoliu explained: "The idea is mine, but the realization still depends on the period of the dynasty." He Yuanzhi was the last one to arrive, and once everyone was gathered, the meal could begin.
The ingredients were limited, so they could only boil chicken, chicken offal and some vegetables to eat, but they were still very satisfied. Su Chaoliu asked Yan Hanguang: "Which of these three pot bases do you like best?" Yan Hanguang pointed to the bottom of the tomato pot without hesitation, and Su Chaoliu was not surprised. She could see that Yan Hanguang was not very spicy. Although Yan Hanguang himself has a light taste, he is not ignorant: "I think most students will like spicy pot bottoms." For example, Zhuge Ningning prefers spicy hot pot. He Yuanzhi prefers sour soup. Generally speaking, there must be a market for all three kinds of pot bases. If she set up a stall to sell pot bases at the First Military Academy, she would probably be able to make a lot of money. But at the same time, he will definitely be regarded as a thorn in the eyes of the chef students. To do this kind of hatred thing, she still has to find a powerful person who is not afraid of getting into trouble. For example, Yan Tieyi. So she went to Yan's house again with the materials for making hot pot base. After Yan Tieyi received her message, he made time to wait for her. Naturally, Yan Hanguang, the direct beneficiary, was also there. "I have already heard Han Guang's report on the specific situation." Yan Tieyi was naturally not unprepared. "They said they put the meat into the pot and when the time is up, they can take it out and eat it." "That's true," Su Chaoliu nodded, "Today I'm here to show you how the hot pot base is made." Yan Tieyi raised his eyebrows and looked at her: "Show it directly?" He didn't believe that Su Chaoliu didn't know what this meant, but she still did it. Su Chaoliu was equivalent to telling him the production method directly without hiding it at all. But she could just sell the finished product and keep the recipe as a trade secret, so no one can say she did it wrong.
Su Chaoliu thought that she was not as noble as Yan Tieyi thought: "Major General, it is not difficult to make the hot pot base. A moderately skilled chef can do it after a while. There is no point in hiding it. Besides, a little person like me can do it." Stealing other people's jobs will make others hate you. The Yan family has a great business, so I guess we are not afraid of being hated by the chef." When Yan Tieyi put on this high hat, even Yan Tieyi couldn't help laughing: "Okay, don't be afraid, I've blocked all risks for you." The pleasantries ended here, Su Chaoliu took out the materials and started making the bottom of the pot. Yan Tieyi and Yan Hanguang both stood aside and watched curiously. Although Su Chaoqi is definitely better at cooking, it's not that Su Chaoliu can't do it. It's just that she's not as good as Su Chaoqi in handling many details. But as long as she has to do roughly the same thing, she can still do it. . As Suchaoliu is stir-fried, the aroma of the ingredients slowly overflows and fills the entire space. "This smell is really overbearing." Yan Tieyi turned on the room's air circulation system to the maximum, "I can taste such an overbearing smell later and see how the cooked food tastes." Su Chaoliu took the time to look at him and warned: "This is spicy, you can't eat it, it will be bad for the wound." Yan Hanguang couldn't hold it back and almost laughed. He had already tasted it, and after calculation, he still enjoyed it better than his brother. Yan Tieyi never expected that he would not be able to eat, so he couldn't help but ask: "Can't you even take a bite?" "No!" Su Chaoliu nodded with certainty, but after thinking about it it was a bit cruel to ask him not to eat, so he gave him a sweet treat, "The tomato pot is not spicy, you can eat it, I will make you another chicken soup, this You can eat it too.” She couldn't help but look at the wound on Yan Tieyi's body and started to chase people away: "You'd better stop standing here and get out." After all, she was frying chili peppers now, and she felt like she was about to burst into tears. There was no need for Yan Tieyi and Yan Hanguang to suffer with her here. Yan Tieyi reluctantly agreed: "Okay, I'll go out first, and you can ask for anything you need." The entire house was filled with the smell of chili peppers. Even if he wanted to avoid it, he could only avoid it by going outside. But even outside the house, he couldn't escape the overbearing smell, it just had to be lighter. Yan Hanguang went out with him, and the two of them chatted outside the house about some things that happened after Yan Hanguang graduated. Most of the time, Yan Tieyi was making some explanations, and Yan Hanguang listened. The Yan family members came back one after another. The first one to come back was Mrs. Yan. Seeing them standing at the door talking, she couldn't help but wonder: "Why don't you go in? What are you doing standing at the door?" "Auntie," Yan Hanguang called someone first, and then explained, "it smells very choking." Mrs. Yan didn't think so, how could she choke? Then she pushed the door in and was choked alive: "What are you doing?" Yan Tieyi explained: "I'm asking someone to make something, so don't worry about it." Mrs. Yan knew that these were not things she should ask about. As a military dependent, her husband and son were both high-level military officials, so she already knew what to ask and what not to ask. Mrs. Yan directed them: "Go get a chair and sit on it. You're not tired even if you stand?" It's really not tiring. For single-soldiers, standing doesn't consume much energy, so Yan Hanguang and Yan Tieyi really didn't think of sitting down for a while. But Yan Tieyi was still injured, so Yan Hanguang immediately moved a few chairs for them to sit down. Considering that others would come back, he moved a few more chairs. Yan Tieyi thought for a while and said to Mrs. Yan, "Let my aunt and the others come over too. I'll treat the whole family to delicious food tonight." Mrs. Yan nodded: "Okay, I'll ask her to bring Mengmeng, and remember to call Mengmeng to come back too." Yan Hanguang sneered: "You still asked her to come back. She ate enough yesterday." But even so, Yan Hanguang still sent a message to Zhuge Ningning. Su Chaoliu didn't know this. She was a little surprised when she saw Zhuge Mengmeng running in: "Mengmeng, why are you here?"
Zhuge Mengmeng covered her mouth and nose as soon as she entered the house, so she spoke in a buzzing voice: "My cousin called me over. I knew you were coming when I smelled it outside the house." A big question mark appeared on Su Chaoliu's head. She endured it, thinking that the air inside was not good for Yan Tieyi's injury, so she didn't say anything more and just asked: "Besides you, who else is here?" Zhuge Mengmeng counted on his fingers: "My mother and father are not here in Yanhuang Star. My sister will come over later, my uncle will come back, and my second brother's parents are not here either. Well, there won't be many people coming." It was okay after this calculation. Su Chaoliu sighed: "Forget it, he is Party A's father, he has the final say." Su Chaoliu originally thought that she would have to pass Yan Tieyi's test before being introduced to others. She didn't expect that Yan Tieyi trusted her so much that he directly called so many people. Even if Mrs. Zhuge didn't know her, it wasn't that she didn't know him, but Marshal Yan... But Su Chaoliu didn't have to be too afraid. After all, he would always see him in the future. Now it was just an early meeting. Su Chaoliu still had confidence in himself. She was just unhappy that Yan Tieyi bypassed her and made the decision directly. "Okay, the environment here is not good," Su Chaoliu said to Zhuge Mengmeng, "You are not in good health either, so get out quickly." But Zhuge Mengmeng caught the loophole in her words: "Yeah? Who else is in poor health?" Su Chaoliu knew that Yan Tieyi's injury was a secret, and he immediately broke out in a cold sweat: "No one is there, get out of here quickly." This kid was really a bit smart, and Su Chaoliu was afraid that if she asked a few more questions about Yan Tieyi's injury, he wouldn't be able to hide it. Su Chaoliu not only made spicy, tomato, and sour soup, but also cooked a pot of chicken soup for Yan Tieyi. There were four pots in total. She was busy from about ten o'clock in the morning to about five o'clock in the afternoon, and she was so tired that her back ached. . Not everyone can do the job of being a chef. As soon as Zhuge Ningning arrived, she was instructed by Mrs. Zhuge to help Su Chaoliu. Su Chaoliu happily accepted that Zhuge Ningning could understand some of her professional terms, which was better than having someone who didn't know anything to help her. many. Moreover, she and Zhuge Ningning also cooperated very well. Su Chaoliu said to Zhuge Ningning: "Go and ask the major general where to put these pots?" Zhuge Ningning left immediately and was followed by Yan Tieyi when she came back. Yan Tieyi asked: "Is it done?" Su Chaoliu didn't want to see Yan Tieyi's face at this time, but this was the sponsor's father, so she nodded in a good manner: "Yes, it's done, but I don't know where to put it. Also, what do you think? However, you can prepare the food, are you ready?" Yan Tieyi nodded: "Everything is ready, according to the list you gave me." It was a list of ingredients suitable for hot pot. With Yan Tieyi's ability, these ingredients should not be difficult to find. After all, it does not require high-level alien beasts. The most common first-level alien beasts are enough. , and not only meat is listed. As for where to put the hot pot, Yan Tieyi clicked on Guangnao's home system, and then a magical scene happened. Some furniture disappeared out of thin air, such as the sofa and coffee table in the living room, instantly freeing up a large space, and then disappeared out of thin air. A large round table is generated. Su Chaoliu looked at it, with only one exclamation left in his heart: Advanced! In the interstellar, this kind of furniture that can be put away instantly is not cheap anymore, right? You know, she has been using the kind of furniture that actually takes up space since she was a child. (End of chapter)