The teacher who eats halberds

"Let's talk about it first, I don't think it's delicious!".

"This class is 'boiled beef'. The characteristic traditional famous dish belongs to Sichuan cuisine, as long as it is a Sichuan restaurant, it will definitely not be a dish. Although it is a popular meal, it is difficult to make it unpalatable, and it is difficult to make it delicious. "

"The time is two hours, and the recipe has been printed out, one for each group. "

"Come and get it at the head of each column..."

After waiting for a while, the students came.

Zhang Xu frowned: "Oh, this is my first time in class, and there are benefits." Now there are five minutes before the official class, and before the class, you can also take the Douban that I configured, of course, you can choose not to. Well, if it's not delicious after using this watercress, just wait for E!".

Zhang Xu pointed to the special watercress on the podium.

The system is produced and must be a high-quality product.

Even if it's a crockpot, as long as it is closed, it will not run away.

Zhang Xu looked at his special watercress, which could have been made into a large bucket, but he was eaten a lot by those two people who had no conscience, and his own apprentice was even counted, and he was eaten by Yishihui!

Sooner or later, he's going to have to settle accounts with that pervert.

Just when Zhang Xu was thinking.

Under the podium.

The prickly boy, "Who will use it... It looks so disgusting, and if you use it, it will definitely not taste good. "

Someone else said: "It's laughing to death, Yuanyue's seasoning is not top-notch, but also first-class." "

Some people even sneered: "Directly E, etc., do you think it's the head of the grade?".

Almost all people understand that a special watercress is used, which is E, etc.

Takmi frowned, he always felt that Zhang Xu's words were a little wrong, and recalled carefully: Zhang Xu is a Chinese, and the whole school has been played with at the beginning of the school, and most of them have not yet come to their senses

I said it was welfare, but it was

...

Isami poked Takmi, a little worried: "What is my brother in a daze? Are you stupid? But everyone doesn't seem to want to take it, after all, they want to pass. "

Takmi shook his head, "Stupid, if you use that, you'll pass!".

"Because that watercress is specially made, if you are not a fool, you can do it deliciously. "

"What?" Isami's eyes widened, "Then why don't we hurry up and get it, that thing looks so small, it's only enough for a group." "

"A good chef doesn't need someone else's spices," Takmi said, looking at the form handed down, "Let's start cooking!"

Although it is called boiled beef, it is not boiled beef. Beef slices are blanched in a spicy soup, hence the name boiled beef.

There are a lot of ingredients and seasonings, and the order must be handled well, otherwise there may not be enough time.

The brothers grew up in their family's civilian restaurant.

As for the processing order, you can figure it out in a few clicks.

Isami looked bloated, but the work on his hands was not bloated at all, skillfully cut the beef into thin slices one inch and five minutes long, eight minutes wide, and one minute thick, put it in a bowl, go down with a spoon, add refined salt, soy sauce, mash juice, wet starch, and then mix it clockwise.

As for the tacmi, quickly wash the green garlic, cabbage and celery and cut them into 6.5 cm long pieces and pieces.

Turn on the fire with your left hand and pour oil into the pan.

There is a burst of white smoke, and the dried peppers and peppercorns are fried red under the heat of the oil.

"It's fried!".

The tip of Takmi's nose moved, and he smelled the scent.

He hurriedly fished it out with a colander in his right hand. You know, if it is burnt, it will have a bitter taste, and if you force the whole dish to be used, it will lose its color. When the time comes, you can only redo it, and you have to rewash the pot, wasting time back and forth.

Next, add green garlic, cabbage and celery to the crude oil in the pot, stir-fry until it breaks off and changes color.

During this time, he looked at Zhang Xu on the podium.

Zhang Xu also looked over, is this their brother? One has blonde hair, the other has black hair, and their looks are different, if he hadn't read the original book, he would really have found it hard to believe that they were brothers!

But....

Zhang Xu touched his head, why did this golden retriever seem so hostile to him? He remembered that it was the first time he had met these two brothers with him.

Hey, it must have been Kohei's guy who got into trouble.

Zhang Xu's heart is bitter! He still has to abide by the crime on behalf of his disciples, and he has to be stared at.

At this moment, two boys came up with boiled beef: "It's ready." "

The tip of Zhang Xu's nose twitched, "Unqualified." "

"What?" said the prickly boy who came up with the dish with a furious face, "You haven't eaten yet, why do you say I'm not qualified?".

Zhang Xu was expressionless, and drank coldly: "How did you serve it with courage? Who gave you the courage? The peppercorns are fried, the celery smells raw, and the watercress has not yet been fried!"

The boy's face was flushed, he was just going to fool the past and quietly retreated.

The farce ended quickly.

Takmi shifted his attention back, the oil in the pot was hot, the watercress was added, the red color was stir-fried, the soup was slightly boiled, the watercress residue was removed, and the green garlic, cabbage, and celery were put into the soup pot again.

The last and most crucial step.

"Brother!".

“OK！"

The elder brother gently scattered the beef slices with chopsticks, and the younger brother held the iron pot and poured it into the basin.

Zizizi——

The fragrance comes out.

Boiled beef is done!

The two brothers confidently served it.

Zhang Xu took a sip, frowning: "I stepped on a rotten branch, accidentally fell and rolled down into the clear water, fluttering and fluttering!"

Takmi frowned, and he fought back his anger, "Sorry, we didn't understand your comment!".

Zhang Xu raised his eyebrows: "There is too much starch, and I am talking about fried peppercorns to brown and red, you are too late!".

Takmi's heart grew heavier as he recalled how he did it

The kid noticed all the subtle differences.

Zhang Xu nodded, "You put less chili peppers, probably considering that the judges are a child, which is not bad." After all, spicy is a sense rather than a taste, and children's stomachs are delicate and difficult to withstand the stimulation of strong spicy tastes... I'm going to give you a D!".

The elder brother shook his head, "No, we don't need that kind of pitiful evaluation! "

"Taking into account the age of your guests, reducing the irritating spiciness, is an affirmation of your role as a chef. If you don't make a mistake, I can consider giving you A. "

"It's a pity. "

Zhang Xu gave a D, passing.

Another group of people brought it up.

Zhang Xu took a closer look, "Unqualified." "

"Why?".

"Boiled beef, boiled beef, why are you boiling beef?"

As soon as Zhang Xu finished speaking, the next group of people were laughing, probably thinking about how that comment was so funny.

Zhang Xu picked up a piece of beef and quickly spit it out, his face was cold: "He's not qualified, and you're not qualified, what's the matter! Why does it chew like a rubber band, did the thing you tie your hair fall in? Oh... It turns out that you are bald, unqualified!".

There are still twenty minutes left.

Intermittently there is a finished group end up.

Zhang Xu picked up the chopsticks——

"Bah, I was dancing with a buffalo in a paddy field on a hot day, and I was knocked to death!

"You're just a little genius, how do you make such a good ingredient into such a bad food?

"Absolutely! It's like a plane rushing in through the door while you're lazy in bed!

Soon, it's the final group.

Zhang Xugang took a sip and squirted out directly: "Your taste is only worthy of heaven, understand? It's so unpalatable that you burp after a few more bites! It seems to be lying on the railroad track with sand in your mouth." "

"What do you mean?".

"It's just very unpalatable, so unpalatable that I want to die. Zhang Xu waved his hand and stamped it on the report card with a big "E"!

"No, good, next. "

The last group couldn't believe it, they took back their report cards and looked at the time, and shouted that they were out of the classroom with a hateful mouth, there was not enough time!

A student who didn't leave: "Hey, do you know if you give this class and what grades you give everyone?".

A total of thirty people, fifteen groups.

Fourteen E's, one D!

Zhang Xu tilted his head, looking taken for granted: "A result that is in line with your current cooking level, chef's point of view, and student's attitude!"

The questioning student's lips turned white, "What do you mean by this little child?"

"I'm not referring to you, I'm referring to the level where all of you here are not good at what you do and can be dumped directly into the trash. "

Children's voices are still children's voices.

It's just indifferent.