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With Zhao Meng's approval, as for Lao Zheng's opinion, Fu Yu didn't take it to heart at all.

He was the chef who was invited to make a meal, so naturally he had the final say in the kitchen.

Fu Yu habitually prepares dishes according to the recipes on the webpage.

Zhao Meng on the side hurriedly said: "Chu Fu, please wait a moment, I will start preparing the dishes now."

Fu Yu: "!"

After Zhao Meng finished speaking, he turned around and went to the kitchen counter to get a vegetable sink, and took it to the refrigerator to pick ingredients.

Fu Yu looked at Zhao Meng's back, and only then did he truly realize his identity at this time.

He is now Fuchu, the chef of this family banquet!

Whoops oh hey!

Is it so cool to be a chef?

There are people helping to prepare the dishes!

Especially Zhao Meng is the one who prepares the dishes!

Fu Yu was secretly happy, but he quickly suppressed it.

He looked carefully at the specific dishes and cooking methods of the "Eight Dishes and Eight Bowls".

Only then did I discover that the so-called eight dishes and eight bowls do not actually have a standard set menu.

Eight dishes and eight bowls pay attention to eight cold dishes and eight hot dishes.

The eight cold dishes have four meat and four vegetables, while the eight bowls are mostly meat.

There are recipes and photos of the noodles uploaded by local people in Fushun on the Internet.

Fu Yu took a closer look at the dishes and found that they were indeed very similar to the sketches in Guan Tiantian's mind.

Although individual dishes are slightly different.

Fu Yu hesitated for a while, but decided to choose the recipe according to Guan Tiantian's memory.

Because Guan Tiantian's memory is very complete and clear, it means that she probably ate at this table with her parents, and her parents should be very satisfied, so she was so impressed.

Fu Yuluo listed the specific menu.

Eight bowls: Stir-fried small tofu with pickled vegetables, marinated shrimp and tofu eggs, grilled pork knuckle, fried meatballs, chicken and mushroom powder, Nian pig stewed vegetables, Yufu toon fish, and Amarzun meat.

Eight dishes: stewed rice, dried cucumber slices mixed with black fungus, bean sprouts mixed with shredded tenderloin, pork jelly, stir-fried soybean sprouts, braised fish in red, fried fat intestines, fried fungus with cabbage.

The original roasted frog was temporarily replaced with fried meatballs because there were no ingredients.

Fortunately, the replacement of a dish has little effect on the entire table.

Fu Yu was not familiar with the Qin family's kitchen, so while Zhao Meng was preparing dishes, he hurriedly found all the kitchen utensils he needed and placed them in the places he was used to.

Lao Zheng suddenly stepped forward and took out a non-stick pan from the cabinet: "This is very useful, you can use it."

Fu Yu took it and said, "Thank you!"

Lao Zheng didn't speak any more, and went straight to the wall and leaned sideways, with an attitude of watching with cold eyes.

Seeing this, Fu Yu smiled indifferently, and looked down at the non-stick pan.

The pot is good, it is heavy to hold, but it can be used to fry things.

It's a pity that he can't use this for the dishes he cooks today, and the non-stick pan is really tasteless for him.

After all, no matter what kind of pot is in his hands, it becomes a non-stick and non-sticky pot.

Fu Yu's side is almost ready, and Zhao Meng's side has also found all the ingredients.

The two have always cooperated tacitly.

Zhao Meng wanted to help in the kitchen, and he took care of everything from croquettes to cold dishes.

After Fu Yu finished chopping the stupid chicken, he suddenly remembered something, and turned his head to order Lao Zheng, who stood beside him with his arms folded, with an expression of nothing to do with himself.

"Chef Zheng, please go and buy some pork skin jelly, pork head meat, pig fat intestines, and pig blood sausage, please come back."

"what!!"

When Lao Zheng questioned, Zhao Meng, who was serious about picking bean sprouts, was taken aback. His hand shook, but he couldn't catch the bean sprouts he had picked.

Fu Yu repeated his own words: "Please go and come back quickly, don't waste time."

Old Zheng stood still, and asked dissatisfiedly, "What do you really plan to do with eight dishes and eight bowls? Is that also called Ximian?"

Fu Yu ignored Old Zheng, but turned around and walked towards the kitchen door, then shouted in the direction of the living room: "Madam Qin?"

Lao Zheng quickly chased after him: "What do you want to do?"

Qin Yue was finishing talking in the living room with her son and future daughter-in-law, when she heard the sound, she hurried over.

Fu Yu said to Qin Yue: "I need some ingredients, I would like to trouble you to buy them for me."

Upon hearing this, Qin Yue quickly responded, "Okay, if you need anything, you can tell Lao Zheng."

After finishing speaking, he ordered again: "Old Zheng, you take the car at home, hurry up, don't delay the matter!"

Lao Zheng was about to defend himself when he heard Fu Yu repeating the ingredients that needed to be purchased.

Although Fu Yu's attitude was the same as before, Lao Zheng felt that this young chef was insidious.

It's clear that he is deliberately using Mrs. Qin to suppress him.

Old Zheng's expression changed, he swallowed the words that came to his lips, agreed, and walked outside.

I thought angrily in my heart: If a dog bites Lu Dongbin, it doesn't know a good heart! All right, I'll let you make eight dishes and eight bowls. After a while, the dishes will be on the table, and the Guan family will be angered. Let's see how you end up then!

Seeing that Fu Yu had already started preparing dishes, Qin Yue hurried over to have a look.

And her son's voice suddenly came from outside: "Mom! Tian Tian's parents have arrived!"

Qin Yue hurriedly responded and rushed out to meet her.

With no outsiders in the kitchen, Fu Yu and Zhao Meng could work more smoothly.

Fu Yu wanted to help Zhao Meng, but was stopped by Zhao Meng: "No, these dishes are not only stewed, but also steamed. It's not difficult. Today you are in charge of cooking, and I will help."

Zhao Meng also noticed that the chef, Old Zheng, was not very friendly. If he caught him, it would definitely be difficult to explain.

Fu Yu has a sketch as a reference, so he is very handy when cooking, and he knows exactly what ingredients to use to make a dish.

Zhao Meng originally had some doubts about two of the dishes, feeling that they were different from the dishes he ate back then.

But Fu Yu blatantly said that this recipe is the most authentic based on the information he found on the Internet, and that what Zhao Meng ate back then was the improved folk version.

What he said was convincing, Zhao Meng had prepared all the ingredients for this head, so he simply followed the recipe ordered by Fu Yu.

When Lao Zheng bought the ingredients and rushed back, Fu Yu and Zhao Meng had already prepared all the dishes.

In front of Lao Zheng, Fu Yu seemed to be the chef!

"shovel!"

"Frying spoon!"

"Cut the pork head and put it on the plate!"

He opened his mouth to give an order, Zhao Meng immediately cooperated and handed over the things.

Fu Yu found out that someone was here to help, and it felt really good!

No wonder everyone wants to be a chef.

Except for the stew, which was a bit of a waste of time, the other dishes came out quickly.

By the time the last year's pig stew was served, all the dishes for the family banquet had been prepared.

Fu Yu felt relieved, and said with a smile: "It's done!"

Lao Zheng looked at the dishes and bowls on the table, and couldn't wait to call the host to come over and have a look at these so-called eight dishes and eight bowls!

Old Zheng walked over to the front hall and quickly invited a group of people over.

After everyone was seated, a table full of dishes was immediately displayed in front of everyone!