Reborn King of Marketing

Yamashita Chengshan was overjoyed when he heard that Zhang Xuebing ordered tempura.

"Okay, tempura is an authentic island cuisine. If you can order it, I will arrange it right away!"

Tempura is the most basic cooking method of island cuisine. It is very simple to make. To put it bluntly, it is deep-fried. You can say that anything can be wrapped in a coat and put in the oil pan, and the skin is fried until crispy.

Therefore, there is a saying in the island country’s culinary circles that everything can be tempura.

Yamashita Nariyama has already made up his mind. No matter what this time, just get him some tempura and let him eat it. He will never give him a chance to make weird conditions again!

However, how could Zhang Xuebing spare this guy so easily? He immediately said, "You just said that everything can be tempura, right?"

Yamashita Chengshan smelled a strong smell of conspiracy, but he had to admit what he had just said.

Furthermore, this guy is quite confident in the chef's cooking skills. As long as the bite is tempura, he is not afraid of Zhang Xuebing's tricks.

So Yamashita Chengshan said bravely, "Yes, as long as it is edible, it can be made into tempura. Brother Zhang, just pay attention to the contents of the tempura!"

He deliberately bit down on the tempura and edible things, fearing that Zhang Xuebing would try another trick.

Zhang Xuebing frowned slightly as if he had encountered some difficulty and walked around the store.

Yamashita Chengshan's eyes lit up, this guy had no more tricks to do, so he started to bully him with words.

"Brother, why is it so difficult to order a dish? Everyone is in a hurry, so you can just order whatever you want. Even if you lose, I won't want your shop anymore!"

Zhang Xuebing suddenly turned his head and looked at him with cunning eyes, "Your restaurant must have ice cream!"

Yamashita Chengshan seemed to realize something, his eyes were a little dull and he subconsciously replied, "Yes..."

"That's great, you can save money and buy it!" Zhang Xuebing snapped his fingers and said, "Make me some ice cream tempura!"

"Pfft..." I don't know who laughed.

"Fried ice cream?"

"Holy shit, this..."

"That's nonsense, how can ice cream explode?"

Yamashita Chengshan's face was as red as blood, and his eyes almost burst into flames.

"You, surnamed Zhang, are deliberately trying to make fun of our island nation's cuisine. There is no way you can cook this dish!"

Zhang Xuebing sneered, "You said you couldn't make the live fish just now, and you said you couldn't make this fried ice cream, but our Chinese chefs can make it easily. This only shows that your skills are too poor. Hurry up and give up."

Bar!"

"Ice cream melts when exposed to heat. How is this possible?"

"That's right, if hot oil meets cold water, it won't burst out everywhere?"

The guests were talking endlessly.

Yamashita Chengshan was so angry that he banged the table, "If you can find someone who can make this dish, I will not only give you the store, but I will also return to China immediately and never set foot in China again!"

Shang Luozhou couldn't stand it any longer and patted his old classmate on the shoulder gently, "Chengshan, forget it. It's just a matter of temper. There's no need to take it seriously. You two, just give me a glass of wine and let this matter be exposed."

It’s over!”

At this moment, Xiao Chenchen also gave Zhang Xuebing a look that gave up.

Zhang Xuebing naturally did not want to make Xiao Chenchen and Shang Luozhou look ugly, so he said immediately.

"Okay, I was just making a joke to Mr. Yamashita. Forget it, let's just pretend it never happened!"

All three people gave Shanxia Chengshan face. If they were a little bit sensible, they would have borrowed Poxia's donkey.

However, Shanxia Chengshan's brain circuit was different from that of ordinary people. He thought Zhang Xuebing was afraid, so he immediately spoke more forcefully.

"Rather than winning or losing, I care more about gaining experience. Since Brother Zhang said so confidently, let me open my eyes and experience the cooking skills you mentioned!"

This guy is not done yet. Zhang Xuebing has already given enough face just now, but now this guy is still ignorant. Even if he takes action to deal with him, Shang Luozhou will have nothing to say.

"Really want to meet?" Zhang Xuebing asked with a frown.

Yamashita Chengshan glared, "If you don't let me see the stunt of frying ice cream today, hey, we're not done yet!"

To be honest, in traditional Chinese cooking, dishes such as fried popsicles and fried ice cubes are not uncommon.

In addition to the four major cuisines of Shandong, Guangdong, Sichuan and Huaiyang, this dish is found in many side cuisines, but many of them have been lost.

Zhang Xuebing nodded and took out the mobile phone, walked to a secluded place, and called Liu Yiyi.

"The old man came to the rescue to help cook a dish!"

Liu Yiyi's lazy voice came over the phone, "What kind of food do you want me to cook personally?"

"How about deep-fried ice cream? Is it challenging?"

"Hey, why do I think it's so difficult? I'm too lazy to do this kind of gadget. Any cook can make it by closing his eyes!"

Zhang Xuebing was speechless for a moment, "Then you can ask your apprentice to help!"

"Isn't this a killing move? Just make it yourself. I'll give you some advice. It's very simple. You first make a bowl of thin batter for frying..."

Liu Yiyi told Zhang Xuebing a few words of caution on the phone and then hung up.

Zhang Xuebing understood it well, but he still didn't dare to try it, mainly because he was afraid of being pockmarked by the hot oil.

But Liu Yi didn't come, so he had no choice but to pace back to the bar.

Yamashita Chengshan gritted his teeth and asked, "Where is the chef you invited? When will he arrive?"

Zhang Xuebing was worried when he heard this and suddenly laughed and said, "Chef, I am the top chef. I don't even bother to cook this dish myself. You call a chef in your store and I can make this with just a little guidance from my master."

Dish!”

Yamashita Chengshan looked Zhang Xuebing up and down for a long time, and finally nodded sharply and said, "Okay, Mr. Ono, let this Chinese cooking master give you some advice!"

A very young and delicate island chef bowed deeply to Zhang Xuebing from behind the barbecue table and said in jerky Chinese, "Master, please give me your advice!"

Although the other party was from the island nation, Zhang Xuebing did not want to deceive him because of his humility, so he strictly followed Liu Yiwei's instructions and asked Ono to prepare various supplies.

As for the batter, there is only the batter used for fried tempura. Zhang Xuebing felt that it was too thick, so he asked Ono to add water to dilute it to make it easier to foam.

To put it bluntly, the key to deep-fried ice cream is how to insulate it and the oil temperature, and the rest is no mystery.

Under Zhang Xuebing's guidance, Ono dug out a few walnut-sized ice cream balls with a steel spoon, then wrapped them with a layer of cornstarch, then stuck a layer of bread crumbs on them, and then put them into the thin batter with a slotted spoon.

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Zhang Xuebing saw that the ice cream balls had just become sticky and immediately shouted: "Hurry up and get off the pot."

At this moment, the thermometer of the frying pan shows around 240 degrees, which means that the oil in the pan has reached 80% heat.

Frying other things at such a high temperature would definitely burn them, but Ono still followed Zhang Xuebing's order and put the ice cream balls into the oil pan.

In the blink of an eye, the balls were covered with big bubbles and quickly turned golden.

Zhang Xuebing shouted, "Get out of the pot, now!"