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Chapter 1121 On how to be a five-star chef in a low-key manner

He was fooled by the system!

When I checked the results of the task before, I knew that I was proficient in Sichuan cuisine and Tanjia cuisine. I was very proud and happy.

However, having two skills also brings new troubles - just like now, when eating dishes made by others, one will be critical and look for its defects.

Strictly speaking, this is an occupational disease. I have never been a chef, but I have a chef's occupational disease.

Just thinking about it, the waiter brought the second dish.

Kung Pao Chicken is also a common dish at family banquets.

This time, everyone stopped lowering their chopsticks and looked at him fixedly.

Lin Yue said, "What kind of expression is this? Is there a flower on my face?"

Tan Xiaoguang moved the turntable and placed Kung Pao Chicken in front of him: "You go first."

"I'll go first." Lin Yue put a chopstick in his mouth.

"How is it? Is it authentic?"

"Authentic...authentic...authentic...very good."

This sentence peeled off the waiting and confusion on everyone's face layer by layer. Wang Heng, Liu Quan'an, and Tan Xiaoguang breathed a sigh of relief, and started a lawsuit against alcohol again. One said that he would go to the company to report in the afternoon. To be punished, one said that he had made an appointment with a friend to go fishing in the Nanying Reservoir, and the other said that he should stop talking nonsense, and that he could not stop drinking, even if he drank too little, otherwise he would not give Lin Yue and Su Han any face.

Lin Yue didn't get involved in the slobbering of the three people. Firstly, in the small case of drinking, the three people would hang up with them in turn. Secondly, he didn't have any opinions on Kung Pao Chicken. He didn't dare to say his opinions in his stomach. He cooks Cantonese cuisine for Su Han and Tan Xiaoguang, and he was questioned a lot. You must know that he is from the north, and the local cuisine in his hometown is specious, and Cantonese cuisine is good. This thing can be learned when he was working in a Cantonese restaurant when he was in college. The rhetoric to deal with them, and now suddenly they have so much research on Sichuan cuisine? They will definitely doubt and think too much. After all, cooking skills are not as hobbies as hand-made coffee. It is not difficult to spend a little time to learn something small and achieve success. It takes years and years to accumulate cooking experience and even form physical memory, so there is no It is not advisable to show off in front of them before you have a good reason.

Authentic Kung Pao Chicken will not be seasoned with bean paste, let alone diced cucumber. The main ingredient is chicken. The chicken breast of the rooster should be selected. Use the back of the knife to loosen the meat, break the tendons, and then cut the cross knife. Stir-fry quickly with peanut oil, and the soup used for thickening should be heavy sour and light sweet, with a lychee flavor in your mouth. What about the dish on the table? The taste is sweet, the meat is still a little firewood, and the diced cucumber is soft and greasy. To be honest, it is not as good as the previous fish-flavored shredded pork.

"well."

Lin Yue sighed, and it was understandable when he thought about it carefully. If the chef was good at it, he wouldn't be working in a little-known home-cooked restaurant.

Fish-flavored eggplant.

Boiled sliced ​​meat.

Twice cooked pork.

...

The dishes were served plate by plate, Su Han, Xiao Rui and the others ate with gusto, and when they arrived at Lin Yue's...it was hard to describe.

When he was short of the last dish, he told a few people to go to the toilet and went out.

He came back almost ten minutes later, Wang Heng asked him why it took him so long, his answer was that he had an upset stomach, Liu Quanan insisted that he was looking for an excuse to hide from drinking, and insisted on drinking three drinks as a penalty.

Just drink it, the WHO is afraid of the WHO.

After three cups of 52-degree Wuliangye, he had nothing to do, Su Han quit, and went to toast Liu Quan'an with a red wine glass, then Zhou Lin, and finally Xiao Rui, well, this guy dug a hole and buried himself, I drank three glasses of white in one go, not to mention regret.

In Zhou Lin's words, Mensao is hypocritical. If it weren't for a rich second generation like Wang Heng, he wouldn't have drunk a bottle of wine for more than 1,000 yuan a year.

Amidst a group of people laughing and joking, the last dish came to the table—the blue and white porcelain platter filled with Maoxuewang, the gray one was tripe, the red one was duck blood, the pink one was luncheon meat, and bright bean sprouts and vegetables. Pink eel pieces.

"Can you eat spicy? Come on, this looks good, try it." Lin Yue took a piece of luncheon meat with chopsticks and put it on Yuan Shanshan's plate: "Maoxuewang is heavy oil and spicy. At the beginning, we have to start with luncheon meat, quail eggs, etc. Put this kind of ingredients on the chopsticks, and wait until you get used to it, then come to the tripe, green vegetables and so on."

She lowered her head, buried her face, and said "thank you" weakly.

Qiao Qiao touched Su Han's hand, pouted, and whispered, "Don't blame my sister for not reminding you, you have to watch him closely."

Su Han glared back at her: "We should eat, drink, and make trouble. Haven't you seen how reserved the little girl is? She doesn't dare to pick up dishes that are farther away with her chopsticks. If she is your friend, you Can you stay indifferent and just eat and drink by yourself?"

Qiao Qiao said: "Cheng Chengcheng, it's me who treats a gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain. I have no character, and I hate wives. Is that okay?"

Tangning covered her mouth and smiled softly, "Qiao Qiao, you are once bitten by a snake and afraid of well ropes for ten years. Remember not to find a warm man next time, so as not to be raised by fish again."

"Well, this is delicious, please try it."

Zhou Lin couldn't get in the conversation between high school classmates, so she picked up a piece of hairy belly with chopsticks and put it in her mouth, and bit it down. In addition to the unique crispness of the ingredients, there are five flavors of fresh, salty, fragrant, spicy, and hemp It was complete, and there was a hint of sweetness, which immediately ignited her taste buds. She felt that among the twelve dishes on the table, the last Maoxuewang was the soul of the meal.

Xiaorui heard that she gave up the idea of ​​eating twice-cooked pork, and imitated Zhou Lin by putting a piece of hairy belly in her mouth.

"Well, that's right, that's good. As expected, the finale is all about the big drama."

The two of them were full of praise for the last dish, and those who whispered to each other stopped whispering, and those who persuaded them to drink stopped drinking. They were all waiting to taste the finale.

Tan Xiaoguang ate the cheapest cabbage, but said the most important compliments.

"Ba Shi, Ba Shi got the board."

Wang Heng picked up the wine glass: "How about speaking Mandarin?"

Tan Xiaoguang said: "This is the most authentic Maoxuewang I have eaten since I came to Jianghai City."

After finishing speaking, Wang Lin Yue said, "This should be the chef's best dish, what do you think?"

"It's really good."

Lin Yuexin said that it is not bad, because this is the work of an old chef with more than 30 years of experience in Sichuan cuisine. The level of a five-star hotel chef can't serve your mouths?

Everyone discussed the last dish and drank a few more glasses of wine. After seeing that it was getting late, they asked the waiter to serve the staple food, and went downstairs after eating.

Lin Yue didn't let Su Han pay for it, he went to settle the bill, Zhou Lin walked at the back, always felt that the lady boss who was still in her early thirties looked at Lin Yue with complicated eyes, yes, it was the kind of discovery of a new world... No, it should be said that Treasure Boy is amazing and hot.

This proprietress has bad intentions, so she will eat less at their house in the future.

Zhou Lin felt that Qiao Qiao was right, and Su Han had to watch him more closely.

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