I am Qinxing No.1

Chapter 281 God's Dishes (12)
It was these ordinary cooks who suspected that Zhou Dong was putting on airs. Chen Xinghai's heart sank when he heard this. Of course he knew how heavy his own kitchen knife was, but he didn't expect Zhou Dong to be able to say that the score was right after he weighed it a few times in his hand. .

Wang Haibin and Huailiang exchanged glances. Only hard-working masters like them know what Zhou Dong's move means. The chef's weapon is the kitchen knife, and when talking about cooking skills, one cannot avoid knife skills. A chef must understand the kitchen knife as he understands his own. The body is the same, it is possible to have the top knife skills,
However, ordinary chefs are used to using their own knives before they can master them like the palm of their hands. Zhou Dong has reached the state of "knife solving" in the legend of Qinxing. Even if it is a new kitchen knife, he can understand it clearly in the shortest time. , Then it's like using your arms and fingers!

Gu Yanan looked at Zhou Dong with a smile, and she could tell from Chen Xinghai's expression that handsome Zhou had successfully pretended to be X again, which made her so excited that she almost called out to come on.

You must be vigilant. After all, you are a well-educated person. Gu Yanan secretly warned himself that role misplacement is not an issue. He is the president of Kyushu Dingshi, not the little fans of Kyushu male gods.

But I really can't help it, no matter how tall the so-called "aristocratic education", Gu Yanan, who is still a big girl with yellow flowers, still has a girl's heart hidden deep under her cold appearance. To show the employees, Zhou Dong has been not her employee but a collaborator since she agreed to sign a contract to become the ninth chef of Kyushu Dingshi.

In Gu Yanan's view, Zhou Dong is not cooking at all, but performing and art.

If someone told her that a cook is very attractive before she met Zhou Dong, she would have spat at this guy. She still knows the truth of 'a gentleman stays away from the cook'. A man who hangs around the kitchen all day can still have What future?
Now she finally believes that there are artists among the cooks, and they can make cooking such a wonderful and full of charm.
Of course, the premise is that the cook must be a handsome guy. No matter how delicious the dishes made by the ugly monsters are, they will make people less interested or even disgusting.

You have to admit that this is a society that looks at faces, and Gu Yanan has the same feeling as some female chefs who wear thin powder and daisy. They are few in number. Several chickens in a flock of cranes.

Assure the patriarch that they came here because of Zhou Mianwang's face, so they can put on makeup without worrying about trouble, shout out with all their strength, and make up their minds. Is the face more tender and whiter than a boiled duck egg that has been peeled off its shell?
Zhou Dong did not disappoint the ladies. Amidst the applause of the men and the screams of the ladies, he used a huge pot and spoon and a sharp kitchen knife to push the atmosphere to a climax in one fell swoop!

He didn't lift the iron pan, but just put the oil into the pan, and drew out the oil mist with a frying spoon. With a bang, the oil mist diffused out of the pan and brought up an orange flame, not like some chefs when they stir up a fire. It will cause the fire to rush up, like a small volcanic eruption, and the fire is evenly laid out, just like a half-steamed bun-shaped lid made of flames has been buckled upside down on the iron pan.

"Ah, it's so beautiful, like Mount Fushi in an island country!"

"The beauty is the flame, but why do I see love through the flame? No way, such a handsome chef should win!"

"King Shuai Zhou, I support you!"

To be honest, if a woman learning to cook doesn't want to use this to catch a wealthy son-in-law, her appearance is basically below the level. The enthusiasm of a group of ugly women made Zhou Dong tremble uncontrollably, and his hand holding the knife was a little unsteady Luckily, he glanced at Gu Yanan very wisely, so he didn't go crazy.

"Be calm, a handsome guy with superb cooking skills has to bear the pressure that ordinary people can't bear, Zhou Dong, you have to be clear about this!"

Reminding himself secretly, Zhou Dong took a deep breath and glanced at the fire in the pot.

He is very different from Chen Xinghai or Wang Haibin's method. Chen Xinghai first added the onion and ginger and other auxiliary materials, and hooked the fire while drawing out the fragrance, and then Wang Haibin first "stir-fried" the chicken in the fire with his brilliant wing-flapping knives. The gizzards and pork belly are quickly locked into the crispy mouth before they are put into the pot.

This method relies entirely on Wang Haibin's knives on the knife, but it also has a disadvantage, that is, while locking the crispy mouth, it makes it difficult to taste the condiments such as onion and ginger. The taste of pork belly refers to the unique aroma produced by the combination of onion and ginger aroma and double crispiness. Wang Haibin locked the crispy mouth in advance for the apprentice, but it also made this dish lose some of its 'original flavor'.

The best taste in the world is plum salt, which means that if the chef's skill is so high that he can make delicious food in the world with only three flavors of sour, salty, and sweet, then he can be called a "magic chef", but even if he is a magic chef, it is impossible Without adding any auxiliary materials, don't you still need 'plum' and 'salt'?

Any reason in this world actually needs to be viewed dialectically, otherwise you will find that nothing makes sense and become a negative energy carrier of cynicism and resentment.

After Zhou Dong's oil temperature met the standard, he also added scallion and ginger first, but the subsequent operation was very different from Wang Haibin's, which really made everyone dumbfounded.

Huai Liangren was slowly sipping a cup of top-quality Tieguanyin. He had already expected the result of this match. It would be strange if Lao Zhou would lose. Wang Haibin, the master is the master, but it is a pity that he is old. Work hard in the future , Isn't it the world of us young people?
Among other things, Zhou Dong can sleep well before the game, and he knows that there is no suspense in today's game.

But if you are optimistic about you, you are optimistic about you, can we stop being so shocking?

Huailiang was originally drinking tea while explaining to Gu Yanan casually. With the fragrant tea in his hand and the beauty beside him, he couldn't tell whether the tea was more fragrant or the person was more fragrant. He was enjoying it, and suddenly saw Zhou Dong. After doing the operation, his hand trembled, the hot tea splashed on the back of his hand, and even dropped a good pot: "My good tea, I really saw you!"

Although the pot was borrowed from Wang Haibin, the tea is my own, can you not feel bad?
The teapot fell to the ground with a bang and shattered, but everyone in the back kitchen stared blankly at Zhou Dong standing in front of the fire, as if they had never heard of it.

Can vegetables be cut like this?
No, whether this is chopping or frying, when can cutting boards and fire eyes, which are strictly divided in labor, be mixed and matched like this?
The four chicken gizzards that Zhou Dong had washed with his own hands were lightly poked by him with a kitchen knife, and without cutting them, they flew straight into the 'sea of ​​fire' with the aroma of onion and ginger.

Whole chicken gizzards, how is this done?
Gu Yanan suddenly tugged on Huai Liangren's sleeve in a very unladylike manner, for no other purpose, just to use this action to vent the joy in his heart: "Lao Zhou's action is like an animation I watched when I was young. film."

After being shocked, Huailiang finally took the time to glance at Gu Yanan, and said to himself, why are you called Lao Zhou?
"This guy Zhou Dong has an unspeakable charm."

(End of this chapter)