The old man didn't name the phoenix the wrong name. Compared with Fox, its feathers are more crystal clear, like gems.

However, now this guy can be called "red brick". God knows how it grows so fat.

Dean Huang said on the side: "Take it away quickly, because it is fine if we return to China and don't be a doctor to open a small restaurant."

"This is still a trivial matter. The problem is that recently, the officials here and the United Nations people brought their families to inspect every few days, and our normal work has been affected."

"There are even more serious things. Some people think that the food in our domestic hospitals is like this. A diplomat in China fell ill and was hospitalized. He thought the hospital was abused, which almost caused diplomatic disputes."

Charles heard a heartfelt helplessness from his words, and he was speechless.

"It... is very picky?" Charles asked cautiously.

Dean Huang nodded and replied: "Yes, I heard that it used to be whipped with mutton with stir-fried onions, but now it doesn't work. If it's just as good as the color, fragrance and smell, it will despise you."

Charles looked at Ruby and thought to himself that this guy is really hard to serve.

He asked Dean Huang: "Do you still want its tears? If you need it, I will have the chance to send some here in the future."

Dean Huang shook his head and said, "No, the medicine used to be insufficient, but now it's enough, so let's take it away."

Charles smiled and said to the Phoenix who kept looking at him, "Ruby, can I take you away?"

Ruby looked at his eyes and saw it a few times, then turned around and left, dragging his long tail to the ground.

Charles felt that he could understand what it meant, probably the function of the wand, so he followed.

Ruby took Charles to the kitchen door and shouted a lot.

Charles had a black thread. This guy wanted to make a meal for him. He didn't leave if he didn't taste delicious.

"You guy." Charles went over and patted his head lightly, and then told Dean Huang about it.

Dean Huang's heart skipped a beat because Charles was British, and if he were French or Italian, he wouldn't be worried.

"Are you sure?" asked Dean Huang, "Why do you make some British ones and give it a try?"

Charles thought, if he was an old man's "Looking up at the stars and keeping his feet on the ground" package, Ruby would drive himself away.

The old man's "looking up at the stars" is to bake the pigeons in the pie, and the pigeon heads are exposed outside, while the "down-to-earth" is to reveal their feet outside. I dare not say that the taste is not qualified, but the style of the painting has indeed shocked Charles for several years.

"Don't worry," Charles said confidently, "I will show my skills tonight, and if I do it, I will lose money."

For Dean Huang, whether to compensate or not is a trivial matter. As long as it doesn’t work, it’s fine. The key is whether the ancestor Ruby, can be sent away.

He said to Charles in a daze: "Then try it, the meat and vegetables are in the refrigerator, you can use whatever you want."

While the two were talking, Ruby couldn't wait to come over and pull Charles' clothes with her mouth and let him into the kitchen. Even the lights in the kitchen were turned on.

Charles thought, he would have to ask this guy to help him deliver a letter to Gabrie in the future so he could lose weight.

He came to the kitchen, washed his hands by the sink, and then looked at the ingredients, seasonings and kitchen utensils, and found that it was quite complete.

It was probably because he had just killed a pig not long ago, so he took out pork belly from the refrigerator.

Dean Huang saw that he took out all the pork belly, and his heart was bleeding, but he didn't say anything to send the ruby ​​away.

A few minutes later, Dean Huang was surprised to see Charles cut the meat into small pieces, then put it in cold water and blanched it with some rice wine. He thought that this little foreigner was quite professional.

During this period, Charles prepared the scallions, ginger, star anise, peppercorns, cinnamon and bay leaves in a bowl, and prepared the rock sugar, wok and pressure cooker.

Charles washed the blanched pork belly, then put the rock sugar and a little water in a wok and started frying the sugar color.

"Ah!" He suddenly screamed and turned to ask Dean Huang who was shocked: "Director, do you have hot boiled water?"

Dean Huang asked him: "Yes, what are you going to do?"

Charles replied: "When adding water to braised pork, heat water."

Dean Huang is a surgeon. This is the first time I heard of this statement. I don’t know whether it is true or false, but I still went to make a pot of water, pinched a trick on my hand and threw a ball of fire into the water. After a while, the water started.

Charles was surprised to see it, and then poured the pork belly into a wok and stir-fry.

"Yo," Dean Huang suddenly laughed, "You are quite good at saving effort."

Charles just smiled. It took a lot of effort to stir-fry a large pot of pork belly evenly, so he put a belt float spell on the diced meat to reduce their weight.

He heated the meat and poured the spices he had just prepared, stir-fryed it and added soy sauce, rice wine, pepper and hot water that just happened to be over the meat to boil.

The braised pork in the pot was cooked for more than ten minutes and then became lustful. Then poured it into the pressure cooker and cook it for about half an hour. Finally, it was poured back into the wok and added salt and juice.

During this period, Charles started chatting with Dean Huang and learned that this was a herbal cultivation base and had an agreement with the local Ministry of Magic.

These are all things that can be said, but Dean Huang didn't say that they couldn't say, and Charles didn't ask.

The braised pork made by Charles is not just for rubies, but the doctors and nurses on night shifts have also enjoyed the benefits. Dean Huang also cooked some noodles for this.

Dean Huang wanted to bring food to the front, and Charles smiled and said to him: "Don't try it on the road if it tastes enough."

"It's full." Dean Huang replied with a burp.

Charles came to the cafeteria here with braised pork. Ruby has its own table here. Not only did it wait for a long time, it only turned on the lights in the location. God knows where the wires were pulled.

Ruby carefully observed the braised pork in the plate, and couldn't help but nodded, then took a deep breath above the plate, nodded with satisfaction again, then ate a piece, and no time to nod.

Charles felt relieved when he saw Ruby being quite satisfied with the braised pork.

After eating, Ruby nodded with satisfaction, walked around the table and rubbed Charles' face, then ran to the side of the dishwasher outside the cafeteria with an empty plate in his hand and put it in.

At this time, a large group of people came outside. After seeing this, Charles raised his eyebrows. There were people from the Chinese delegation and people from Cordos Dorez, who seemed to be escorting many dejected people, one of whom had birthmarks on his head.

Charles vaguely realized what was going on. People like him were not even considered shrimps. They could only be considered cyanobacteria and could not be mixed up.
Chapter completed!