usatvline Chapter 91
Chapter 91
Upon hearing this, Liu Jianshu paused for a moment, then looked at An Jingsheng.
What could An Jingsheng do? Feng Shuyuan just said so.
Seeing that An Jingsheng had tacitly agreed to the matter, Liu Jianshu became happy again.
"Oh, thank you so much, Major General, for thinking of us so much."
"It's such a waste to hire such a handsome young chef to cook for us."
"Uncle Liu, how can you talk like that?" Ji Lu glared at him. "Chef Feng's cooking skills are excellent."
"Hey, I know, I know, the Major General won't let us down."
Liu Jianshu rubbed his hands together again.
"It's just that this place is too dangerous. It wouldn't be worth it if the young chef got hurt."
"Don't worry, I won't stay long. I'll just cook a meal and then leave."
Hearing Feng Shuyuan say this, Liu Jianshu stopped refusing and said cheerfully:
"Okay, okay, then I'll wait for the little chef's meal."
"Hey, now I, Lao Liu, have something to brag about in front of the other camps."
“Uncle Liu, Chef Feng goes to every camp,” Ji Lu couldn’t help but say.
"Well, I'm the first one then!"
Watching Liu Jianshu's retreating figure, Ji Lu couldn't help but feel angry. She laughed and scolded, "What a cunning old fox."
"Just cook a meal and leave?"
An Jingsheng scrutinized Feng Shuyuan with his gaze.
"I'll cook a meal and then leave."
Feng Shuyuan nodded.
An Jingsheng rubbed his forehead, feeling very tired.
"What do we need to do?"
"Find me a place with a big table, and then, please get some ingredients for me at the door."
Just as An Jingsheng was wondering what was going on, he saw Feng Shuyuan board the supply truck he had brought.
So, Boss Feng brought this car with him to cook?
An Jingsheng understood.
Soon, all sorts of ingredients were brought down.
A pile of pork, chives, flour...
Feng Shuyuan handed it over from above, Ji Lu received it below, and then someone else delivered it to the place designated by Feng Shuyuan.
After a large quantity of food was taken down, Feng Shuyuan also took down a series of seasonings such as soy sauce and salt.
Since there are nearly a hundred people at the Guanzhong camp here, if Feng Shuyuan wants to make dumplings, he will need to make about 5000.
Therefore, we have no choice but to divide the work and cooperate!
"Oh my, what are all these? I've never seen them before!"
Li Wenwei stood beside Liu Jianshu, making a lot of noise and exclamations.
"Just know that it will turn into something delicious in a little while, that's all."
Feng Shuyuan happened to be passing by and overheard this, replying with a smile.
Li Wenwei was taken aback when he realized that his casual remark would elicit a serious response.
"Wow, what a lovely girl."
Watching Feng Shuyuan hurriedly leave, Li Wenwei wiped his eyes.
He misses his daughter.
"Major General, we need everyone to help make these dumplings."
Feng Shuyuan came to Major General An's side.
"I can arrange for people to do the work. Can you arrange some people for me?"
"what kind of person?"
An Jingsheng countered with a question.
"Is he alright?"
Making dumplings isn't a technical skill; she can find someone else to do the technical part.
"That's too many."
An Jingsheng saw Li Wenwei and Liu Jianshu standing together and called out to them:
"Old Li, Old Liu, get your men over here."
He was silent for a moment.
"A few people are fine, but at least a few of them need to be skillful."
……
Soon, the 22 people who had been brought along stood in a row.
Li Wenwei and Liu Jianshu were also among them.
An Jingsheng glared at the two of them:
"What are you two doing here?"
"Hehe, didn't the Major General say that as long as nothing's wrong, it's fine? We're fine too, and we just wanted to join in the fun."
Liu Jianshu rubbed his hands together and laughed.
"never mind."
An Jingsheng sighed, then asked Feng Shuyuan:
Are these people enough?
"enough."
Feng Shuyuan nodded.
"I'll demonstrate the process for you, and then you can sign up to see which step you want to take."
"Oh? There are so many steps involved in making food?" Liu Jianshu asked with interest.
"Yes, so everyone watch carefully."
Feng Shuyuan first mixed flour and water in the correct proportions and kneaded it into a smooth dough. Next, she chopped the pork, added chives and seasonings, and mixed them well to make the filling. Then, she demonstrated the process of rolling out the dough and filling it again.
"Does cooking a meal really require so many steps?"
Even An Jingsheng was somewhat surprised.
Feng Shuyuan had taught them how to make instant noodles before, and he thought that these delicious foods didn't require such complicated steps.
It seems that hiring a chef was indeed useful.
"Everyone, please sign up!"
For a moment, everything was silent.
"To be honest, I've almost forgotten a few of the steps," Ji Lu said sheepishly, raising her hand.
“I can guide you step by step, but that would take a long time, but it seems there’s no other way.”
Seeing this situation, Feng Shuyuan changed his mind.
If everyone works together in the same step, there won't be any major problems.
"Then I'll give everyone a set of materials, and we can all follow along and make it together."
That's fine.
Thus, a unique dumpling-making activity began in the kitchen at the border.
When kneading the dough, Liu Jianshu added too much water, and under Feng Shuyuan's guidance, he added some flour, resulting in too much dough.
It took more than half an hour of back and forth.
Making the filling is relatively simple.
A few people chopped pork, a few people chopped chives, Feng Shuyuan seasoned the vegetables, and two strong people stirred the mixture.
After getting the hang of it, everyone gradually became more skilled at cutting noodles and rolling out dough.
However, each still has its own methods.
For example, Li Wenwei's dumpling wrappers are made by tearing them apart by hand.
Feng Shuyuan smiled.
It's not crucial, as long as it works.
The most elaborate and fancy thing is making dumplings.
This truly exemplifies the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each displaying their unique abilities.
"Chef Feng, how do you think my dumplings are?"
A soldier, holding up the dumplings he had wrapped, asked smugly.
Feng Shuyuan glanced at it and couldn't help but laugh:
"Your dumpling looks like a little chubby boy, but it's still quite cute."
"What about mine?" another soldier chimed in.
"Hmm, this is not bad, but the skin is a bit thick, so it needs to be cooked for a while longer."
Feng Shuyuan gave a serious evaluation.
Among the group, Li Wenwei and Liu Jianshu were the most likely to win.
The two men took turns seeking advice from Feng Shuyuan.
Finally, it was violently suppressed by Major General An.
To Feng Shuyuan's surprise, Major General An learned quite quickly, and the dumplings he made in the end actually looked quite decent.
If she didn't know, she might have thought that Major General An might even have some basic dumpling-making skills.
Ji Lu's situation was relatively worse.
She seemed to be trying to stuff lots of filling into the dumplings, resulting in each dumpling bursting at the seams.
Helpless, Feng Shuyuan suggested that she pinch the two wrappers together to make a round dumpling.
As a result, Ji Lu was almost turned into a giant noodle ball.
But no matter what, her dumplings stopped leaking.