Gourmet food: starting from eating halberds to become a chef

Chapter 159 Pastry Master
The other cooks also had surprise in their eyes, and they all praised.

"This touch is really too soft."

"It's so soft, it's unimaginable."

At this time, the cook who brought cuttlefish to Meng You seemed to remember something, and raised doubts: "I never thought that someone could make the noodles so soft, but the ramen is so soft, there should be a little toughness question."

The other cooks were also taken aback, this sentence makes sense.

At this time, the clever cook who ordered the ingredients for Meng You had a flash of fire in his eyes. He wanted to know the answer to this question very much. He swallowed, and then he couldn't help sticking out his palm and twisting a piece of ramen. Then suddenly pulled.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of the other cooks almost popped out.

Yone let out a low voice with a trace of anger: "Xiao He!"

It is already a very good treatment for Meng You to let them observe and touch the noodles at close range, but now Xiao He is so ignorant of flattery, pulling the noodles, not to mention that this is extremely rude, just say Wan One, if Meng You's noodles were cut sideways, it would be equivalent to losing his face.

As for Meng You, a cook who has almost reached the top level, even though he seems to be a very kind person, face is extremely important.

While being outraged by Xiao He's actions, these friends were actually worried about Xiao He.

But what happened next made them speechless for a while, even if they were shocked, they didn't have any emotions for the time being, and there was only a blank in their minds.

"Snapped!"

A relatively crisp rebound sound sounded in the kitchen. Not only did the noodles pulled by Xiao He not break, but the toughness was like a rubber band. It rebounded suddenly, but unlike the rubber band, it spread to Xiao He The touch in his hand didn't hurt at all, it was just like a breeze blowing by, and he felt it.

After a long time, everyone in the kitchen slowly came back to their senses.

The eyes were already full of shock, each muttering to themselves.

"Am I dreaming."

"Probably not, I saw it too, or the two of us are dreaming together, and we are still dreaming of the same dream."

"It's really unbelievable. The toughness of this noodle can actually rebound after being stretched, with a very flat and thick Q feeling."

The more they talked, the deeper the horror in everyone's hearts.

The layman watches the fun, and the layman watches the doorway.

They are all five or six-star cooks, not to mention proficient in the knowledge of pastry, but also have a lot of understanding.

And it is precisely because of their understanding that they understand how miraculous it is to achieve this level of ramen.

Finally, Yone, who is the chief chef, swallowed his saliva and expressed his opinion: "This is the master's skills."

The other people also nodded in agreement, looking at Meng You who was still standing in front of the stove, as if he didn't feel anything, the respect in his eyes was almost overflowing.

Master, this title can be said to be a relatively top-level existence in a profession, and the difficulty to achieve it is extremely high.

For example, this pastry master, what he needs is a very strong foundation in pastry cooking, which is not necessarily possessed by even the top chefs who are considered to be the top of the neon.

As far as they know, there are only a few pastry masters in the whole Neon, and each of them is at least 50 years old, and they have been studying pastry all their lives.

It is not an exaggeration to say that, if compared to others, these pastry masters may not be able to win even against chefs with seven or eight stars, not to mention super chefs.

But if it is compared to pasta, even a super chef is very likely to be hanged and beaten.

This is the strength of a professional master.

And now, they saw one with their own eyes, and it was so young that it was unimaginable.

With infinite respect for Meng You in his heart, Mi Ye's eyes also fell on Xiao He, with a trace of seriousness in his eyes.

"Xiao He, although the noodles are fine, you were really reckless this time. Wait for Meng Yousang to prepare the soup later, and then confess to him by yourself. If you are not forgiven, you should not go back to the kitchen. Even if you are forgiven, you The salary for the next six months will also be halved, so there is no problem."

Although Meng You didn't say anything, and maybe he didn't even find out about it, it was indeed their fault, and they must be severely punished.

And Xiao He, who was punished, didn't show the slightest displeasure on his face, instead he nodded abruptly: "No, this is my own problem."

His eyes were full of surprise, and he looked at Meng You with deep respect from time to time.

Seeing that Xiao He accepted the punishment so easily, the other cooks also nodded, not surprised by the result.

People like them, although they seem to be incompetent in the culinary world, their love for cooking surpasses most people.

As a junior, Xiao He offended his senior, Meng You, and deserved to be punished.

And just when Yone was about to warn to put an end to this kind of thing, a cook suddenly called him softly, turned his head to look, and saw that cook's nose was slightly twitching, and his eyes were full of intoxication.

His brows were slightly frowned, and at this moment, the cook continued to speak: "Do you smell the fragrance?"

"fragrance?"

When Yone and the other cooks heard this, they reacted a little bit, their noses sniffed slightly, and their eyes suddenly shrank.

A fragrance has been wafting in the air of the kitchen at some time, although it is very faint, but it seems to have a charm like soul-stirring, people can't help but be intoxicated by it, unable to extricate themselves.

Even people like Yone could not help but lose their minds for a moment.

When he came back to his senses, a kind of horror slowly rose in his heart.

The allure of the scent is truly terrifying.

Yone's eyes were also on the cook who reminded him: "If you hadn't reminded me, I really didn't notice when there was already a scent in the kitchen."

Everyone also nodded, and there was a kind of shock in their eyes.

As cooks, their sense of smell is not extraordinary, but it is also very sensitive.

But they didn't know when this fragrance would permeate, and if it wasn't for the reminder, they probably haven't felt it yet.

What a terrible thing this is.

And the cook who reminded him was full of indescribable horror: "I have been paying attention to Meng Yousang's side, watching his preparation process carefully, and after recovering, I realized that there is such a thick It smells good."

Following these words, everyone looked at Meng You, who was standing by the stove and squinted his eyes, as if he was thinking about something. On his side, the lid of the soup pot was still covered, and it would emit a very slight sound from time to time. The sound was like boiling gas hitting the lid.

　Five days of overtime work, it is finally over, all the manuscripts have been sent out, and all the chapters owed are memorized. There are [-] chapters in total, and I will finish them as soon as possible. Thank you for your support.

　　
　
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