Spiritual Recovery: Be Invincible Starting From Delivering Food

the next day--

Preparations for the banquet began.

The Xiang Kingdom has already reached a deal with the Pure White Blood and the Holy See of Light in advance to withdraw from it.

What Moni wanted to get was the antidote (vaccine) formula. Now that he had the item, there was no need for him to share the trouble.

So the preparations for the banquet were entirely left to the pure white blood.

Since it is a banquet, the kitchen is the busiest, and every chef is preparing dishes in advance.

I want to serve dishes on the day of the banquet.

At this time, Samson (Ye Xiaoshu) was also busy in the kitchen.

A little cook came up to him and asked curiously:

"Chef, what are these long red objects of yours? Seasonings from the Kingdom of Elephant?"

"What does it seem to be called... Masala?"

Ye Xiaoshu secretly smiled and said: "You don't understand, this thing comes from China, it is a sacred condiment."

"We chop it up and put it into various dishes as a spicy flavoring."

“It makes the product more delicious.”

Little Chef: "Really? I don't believe it."

As he spoke, he took a spicy stick from Ye Xiaoshu and stuffed it into his mouth.

After chewing twice, the cook's eyes seemed to glow with gold.

"Wow... this stuff smells so good!"

"It is indeed a Chinese civilization with a long history."

Ye Xiaoshu glanced at him, then sighed softly and continued to cut the spicy strips he prepared.

‘It’s what you want to eat, I didn’t force you. ’ he thought to himself.

One of the spicy sticks in front of you is taken out of each pack, ensuring full special effects without any effect at all.

Since we are creating chaos, there is nothing more suitable than spicy strips.

Three minutes later, the little chef suddenly felt an impulse in his back, and he shouted in panic:

“Chef, I’m so upset after eating this morning, I need to go to the toilet!!!”

After saying that, he ran out.

This thing is so powerful, I don’t know how long this little brother can pull it off.

‘If I’m to blame, I can only blame you for being greedy. . . ’

Ye Xiaoshu continued to prepare.

When you use the props, you will regret it. Now the only thing that can seriously deceive people is the spicy strips.

When I go back, I will definitely deliver food well and make up for all the food I didn’t deliver before!

If you whip him hundreds of times, you will definitely get a lot of good stuff.

At this time, several chefs noticed Ye Xiaoshu's nimble and quick movements.

Knife skills, cooking techniques, and control of heat are all superb.

"Hey, hey, look, Chef Samson's technique."

Everyone looked at it immediately and were so shocked that they were speechless.

Every action and technique is so comfortable to watch, as perfect as a textbook in a cooking manual.

"The head chef was hiding his clumsiness before? He deliberately hid his strength to prevent us from feeling inferior, and only showed his true strength during the banquet?"

"He really... I cried to death!"

Another chef chimed in:

"This is Brother Samson. He is always so organized when it comes to cooking. He is the only one I admire for his cooking!"

Ye Xiaoshu was just cutting the spicy strips normally. After cutting the spicy strips, he put the scraps into bottles and jars and started making some pre-made dishes.

These dishes can be frozen in the refrigerator and used in the oven to complete the final steps when needed, and the taste will not be any worse.

Ye Xiaoshu felt that his hands were a little tired. As soon as he raised his head, he found that everyone was staring directly at him.

'No way. . . Revealed? ’ he thought to himself.

Even with the world's top cooking skills, he is still better at Chinese cooking.

This is my first time making these Western-style meals, so if I accidentally make a mistake, people will notice it.

I can’t protect my identity! !

Ye Xiaoshu coughed lightly and said calmly:

"You have nothing to do? Hurry up and get to work!"

Several cooks immediately lowered their heads and went about their business, but their eyes still looked in Samson's direction from time to time.

At this time, Ye Xiaoshu prepared lunch for lunch.

The banquet in two days is very important, but the cooking for noon cannot be left behind.

He has to play this role well so that he can ‘shine’ in two days.

Cut the steak into pieces and scrape off the excess fat with a kitchen knife.

This process only takes three or four seconds.

For Western chefs, the cumbersome kitchen knife was a mess in Ye Xiaoshu's hands.

Light the fire and put the pot on the fire.

The butter melts under high temperature, and the special caramel aroma spreads throughout the kitchen, stimulating people's appetite.

Unknowingly, many people had gathered around Ye Xiaoshu.

Ordinary butter, ordinary spices, why do they taste so good in his hands?

Ye Xiaoshu knows the doorway inside.

I don’t know if it’s just technology, but it’s definitely hard work.

Ye Xiaoshu grabbed the steak with iron tongs and placed it on the pan.

"呲呲呲——" It was a symphony of steak and butter.

Unconsciously, everyone drooled.

Everyone uses the same ingredients, but why does the chef's cooking feel like magic?

Seeing that both sides of the steak were ripe, Ye Xiaoshu picked it up and put it on a plate.

Use the remaining oil in the pan to make some black pepper sauce and pour it over the steak.

From here, the dish ends.

At this time, someone whispered behind Ye Xiaoshu:

"Ahem, chef, can you let me taste it first?"

"I haven't had breakfast yet and I'm hungry. I can't work if I'm hungry."

Another person was upset and immediately retorted:

"I haven't had breakfast either, I should be allowed to eat first, no, let me taste it first."

At this time, a man stood up and shouted:

"Don't make any noise! ​​Let Brother Samson decide for himself!"

Seeing their appearance, Ye Xiaoshu breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought there was something wrong with his cooking, so he attracted attention, but it turned out that the cooking was too fragrant and attracted them.

Ye Xiaoshu put the plate on the table behind him and said:

"As you wish."

Everyone was smiling and began to fight with each other.

Fortunately, the steak is of high quality and the portion is large, so everyone can eat some.

"Wow, the steak is delicious and tender~" said a chef.

"It's really delicious. The butter and onions are heated just right!"

"It's perfect!" said another chef.

Westerners' taste is that it's burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.

It's best if you can still feel the juice when you take a bite, the feeling of red 'water' flowing out from the meat of the steak.

That's myoglobin, and that's what they like.

At this time, a girl wearing a chef's uniform came up and asked:

"Chef, how well-done do you like your steak?"

Ye Xiaoshu replied calmly:

"The cows on the prairie are eating the dewy grass."

"When the first ray of sunlight falls in the morning, it shines on the cow."

"That maturity is the best."

The girl was confused and didn't know what Chef Samson was talking about.

She asked: "What does this mean?"

Ye Xiaoshu waved his hand and said:

"After the sun basks on it and the cow gnaws it, you can tell whether it's tender or not."

[Negative emotion value from Mafa +1000]

[Negative emotion value from Heda +1000]