"The style of the apron is very good." Mu Wuchen said casually.

"It's okay." Gu Xiaoyou was peeling garlic. Hearing this, he lowered his head and glanced at his apron: "I just bought it casually. All the cooks in restaurants use the same ones."

"..." Mu Wuchen's face turned a little darker, and he put his hands on his waist to untie his apron.

Gu Xiaoyou pounded the garlic and said, "But the one we used was made by the female worker yesterday. I haven't used it on anyone else yet."

Mu Wuchen retracted his hand on his waist and coughed lightly: "Really?"

"Yes, don't worry, I won't give you anything that has been used by others."

According to this old man's temper, if he used the wrong thing, he would be blown away by the wind.

Gu Xiaoyou curled her lips and cursed in her heart.

Mu Wuchen raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, feeling relieved a lot, and continued to stir the starch water in the pot while wearing an apron.

"By the way, I haven't told you what starch is being stirred now." Gu Xiaoyou pounded the garlic and remembered the topic.

"Well, let's talk." Mu Wuchen said calmly. He had forgotten about the starch just now.

"What you are mixing now is mung bean starch. Making mung bean starch is troublesome." Gu Xiaoyou complained: "If it weren't for the purpose of making high-quality jelly, I would have used potato starch to make it."

Sighing, Gu Xiaoyou continued: "First of all, we need to select good mung beans, wash them with clean water to remove impurities, and then scald them with boiling water to sterilize them."

"After blanching, you have to soak it in warm water for five hours. Five hours is enough to make six or seven pots of potato starch." Gu Xiaoyou pursed her lips, thinking of the pain of making mung bean starch.

Fortunately, she was an aspiring young man, and she didn't waste the five hours. She went through training and inspections, and it all went by in a flash.

Mu Wuchen listened intently and occasionally looked at Gu Xiaoyou.

The expression on Gu Xiaoyou's face was vivid, and he was talking about pinching beans.

She made a squeezing motion with her hands, her eyes were slightly squinted, shining brightly, and her cherry lips were slightly pouted: "The skin of the mung beans can be easily peeled off by squeezing it with your hands, and the flesh of the beans can be easily crushed before it is soaked."

good."

"Then use a stone mill to grind it into a slurry." Gu Xiaoyou turned the stone mill and looked at Mu Wuchen: "Don't just listen, keep stirring, the scraper should be pressed to the bottom of the pot."

Seemingly uneasy, Gu Xiaoyou put down the garlic pounding jar, walked to Mu Wuchen's side, put his hand on the scraper, and his fingers inevitably touched the back of Mu Wuchen's hand.

Mu Wuchen's hand holding the scraper froze, and he listened to Gu Xiaoyou's focused guidance: "Go a little further, otherwise the low starch water will not be stirred up, and all the work will be in vain."

After saying that, he scraped hard with the scraper a few times, and unconsciously said in a tone of instructing the cook: "Use this force, do you understand?"

"Yes." Mu Wuchen responded in a low voice, and he smelled the unique fragrance of Gu Xiaoyou again.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, his hand was not done properly, so Gu Xiaoyou had no choice but to hold his hand and loosen the scraper a little: "If you want to do this, add a little more strength. People who practice martial arts should be very strong."

She glanced at Mu Wuchen suspiciously, complaining in her mind that this guy was trying to be lazy.

"Ahem, you're right this time." Sensing Gu Xiaoyou's suspicious look, Mu Wuchen calmly placed the spatula in the right position and stirred it a few times with standard force.

"Well, you got it right this time. It's easy to understand with just a few clicks. A kid can be taught." Gu Xiaoyou praised, released his grip on the scraper, turned back to the chopping board and continued pounding garlic.

"Is this how you teach cooks to cook?" Mu Wuchen moved his fingers slightly and asked in a natural tone.

"No, just talk." The cooks are much smarter, so there is no way to teach them step by step.

Mu Wuchen, who didn't know the truth, flashed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"I continue to talk about mung bean starch, eh, where did I go?" Gu Xiaoyou asked confusedly.

"Refining the pulp." Mu Wuchen reminded.

"Yes, grinding, you have a really good memory." Gu Xiaoyou smiled: "After grinding, filter it with gauze. During the filtration, you have to add cooking oil to remove the foam, and then sediment the filtered soy milk to separate the white water.

, remove the surface water, then add clean water for secondary precipitation, and finally dry it into mung bean starch.”

"It took me two whole days to make such a pot of mung bean starch. It was not easy." Gu Xiaoyou said with sadness.

Mu Wuchen looked at the white liquid in the pot and said softly, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Hehe, it's okay." Gu Xiaoyou had already pounded the minced garlic and came to the pot to take a look: "When the starch water in the pot becomes thicker and no longer white, you can stop. I'll put the garlic first.

I’ll get the materials out and I’ll trade places with you later.”

After saying that, Gu Xiaoyou hurried back to the cutting board, poured the minced garlic into a bowl, added salt, sesame oil, sesame oil, sugar, rinsed with warm water and stirred.

Mu Wuchen glanced at it and continued to stir the starch water in the pot.

As time goes by, the starch water in the pot gradually becomes thicker, and the white liquid gradually disappears.

Feeling the resistance in the pot and watching the liquid in the pot change, Mu Wuchen only felt fresh and completely lost the grimace on Gu Xiaoyou's face while stirring.

While Mu Wuchen was stirring, Gu Xiaoyou was not idle either. She first prepared the seasoning water, then washed the green onions and chopped them into fine pieces.

After preparing the porcelain plate with jelly, Gu Xiaoyou put on heat-proof gloves and returned to the pot.

"Let me take a look." She took the spatula from Mu Wuchen's hand and stirred the pot: "It's done, you can start the pot."

"I come."

"No, I'm wearing gloves."

As he said that, Gu Xiaoyou held the handles on both sides of the iron pot, held it against the porcelain plate, and placed the iron pot on the disk.

I gently tapped the bottom of the iron pot a few times and picked it up. A semi-circular, translucent jelly-like thing appeared on the porcelain plate.

"You can make jelly after it cools down. I'll put out the stove fire first."

Gu Xiaoyou put the iron pot away and turned to put out the fire.

Mu Wuchen looked at the plump jelly embryo in the porcelain plate and couldn't help but poke it with his finger.

The embryo was still slightly warm, so when it was poked, the whole embryo shook and returned to its original shape.

What's even more interesting is that it feels hot, slippery, and a little elastic. Mu Wuchen couldn't help but poke it twice more.

"Ahem." Gu Xiaoyou came back at some point and coughed twice: "This is food, not a toy."

Mu Wuchen retracted his finger as if nothing had happened: "Let me see if it's cold."

"Is it cold?" Gu Xiaoyou asked with raised eyebrows.
Chapter completed!