Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 37 Own Grilling Techniques

"Could this guy be the prince of the Chen Group?" Meng Shihan leaned close to Yang Song's ear and whispered to Yang Song who was eating chicken wings.

Yang Song looked up at Chen Ming, who was humming and grilling, and thought about how stupid he was every day, nodded, and whispered: "Maybe! Eat so much food every day, and still be stupid every day, how can you do it without money?" OK."

"Why don't you ask?"

"What are you asking, anyway, if you have money, just give us!"

"Really not going?"

"No! I want to go to you!"

"I'm not going either!"

Just when the two were bickering, Chen Ming suddenly ran over with two bunches of black baked potatoes, one of them excitedly gave a bunch, and shouted excitedly: "Hurry up and try it! I just Baked, it smells delicious!"

Meng Shihan and Yang Song were both stunned, looking at the baked potatoes on their plate, where there is a baked potato, it is obviously roasted charcoal!But it's hard to say anything for a while, after all, it's the first time he has done it, so it's hard to break his hard work.

"Hurry up and try it! I've baked it for a long time! It's so hot!"

Seeing that the two of them did not speak, Chen Ming urged him again. Meng Shihan swallowed and asked with difficulty: "Chen Ming, is this your first time baking something?"

"That's right! How is it? Do you think I'm very talented?" Chen Ming took a sip of cold beer, breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Meng Shihan excitedly.

How should I say it?Meng Shihan suddenly ran out of words, so I'm too embarrassed to just say it's a piece of rubbish!

Yang Song felt no pressure at that time, put the potato near Chen Ming's mouth, and said with a half-smile: "Take a bite first, come, and taste your own deliciousness."

"it is good!"

Chen Ming didn't think too much, just opened his mouth and bit down, put it in his mouth and began to chew it, what are these potato chips!It's just potato chips, no, it's charcoal potatoes!

"Bah, bah, bah! What is this! It's so bitter!" Chen Ming just chewed it twice, his face turned into a bitter face, he vomited it out desperately, grabbed the mineral water and started to rinse his mouth.

Seeing Yang Song's expression, Yang Song nodded in satisfaction, "Did you see it? This is your craftsmanship. From now on, you must never go near the kitchen, you know?"

"But." Chen Ming cried, "Didn't it mean that boys who can cook are more popular nowadays?"

"Although that's the case, forget it for you! Just be responsible for eating in the future!" Meng Shihan also chuckled, and casually threw Chen Ming's baked potatoes aside.

"How about Yang Song, why don't you go roast something else! Let's try it too!" Chen Ming suddenly thought, there is a chef here who doesn't need it, so it's nothing to keep making himself toss.

Yang Song didn't seem to have thought about how to go to barbecue by himself, except for the skewers given by the system, what about the rest, he immediately became interested, nodded, "Okay! I'll try it now, no good Eat, don’t laugh at me, I haven’t found any other delicious secrets yet!”

"No problem! No matter what, it should taste better than Chen Ming's charcoal!" Meng Shihan also said with a smile, and despised Chen Ming again by the way.

Just as he wanted to try it himself, Yang Song took a piece of corn and potato slices to the grilling table, skillfully placed the ingredients on the grilling net, and then started grilling sizzlingly.

In any case, the system has already configured the most fragrant barbecue ingredients for itself, so Yang Song only needs to apply it according to the normal measurement.

After a while, the aroma wafted out. After these days of barbecue, most of them were produced by Yang Song watching the system. As the saying goes, have you never eaten pork or seen a pig running?These two ingredients are also made in a good shape!

The two things are cooked very quickly. It took about two or three minutes to bake. The surface of the corn is golden, and the spices are evenly spread on it. suitable.

The potato chips looked soft, but Yang Song knew that there must be crispness inside the potato itself, and it was crystal clear and very beautiful.

"As expected of a chef! Such skewers are tempting to smell!"

As Chen Ming said, he was about to reach for it. Yang Song patted his hand and said, "That's all. If you eat it, how can others eat it?"

"Then can't I taste it?" Chen Ming looked at Yang Song deliberately and pitifully.

Seeing Chen Ming's expression, Yang Song felt a chill, and quickly said: "Don't make trouble, I'm disgusting, I'll give you something to eat! Wait a moment!"

As he said that, Yang Song removed the bamboo sticks from the corn, placed them on a plate, and then cut them into eight sections with scissors. Although it was a little thinner, at least everyone could taste it.Potato chips are a little less, a total of three pieces in a string, just cut in the middle.

After dividing the ingredients, everyone put down the chopsticks.

Chen Donglai was the first to pick up a piece of potato and put it in his mouth. It was crispy, sweet and glutinous. It tasted really good, but to be careful, it was at the level of a normal barbecue stall. , is completely unreachable.

"Cut, this potato is just like this. I thought it was so delicious!" Chen Donglai put down his chopsticks, and finally he was relieved. He can make this kind of taste by himself. He really thinks that Yang Song is a fairy who can cook anything. So delicious!

"The taste is good, but it's only average. Yang Song, your craftsmanship is average!" Chen Ming took a bite of corn, shook his head, and sighed.

Meng Shihan tasted both of them, and she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Indeed, this kind of taste can only be regarded as something that ordinary barbecue chefs can make, and it is not as amazing and scary as delicious gluten.

Beef skewers, in fact, everyone thinks that why Yang Song roasts them so deliciously, most of the reason is because of this beef, after all, it is so delicious when eaten raw, let alone slightly processed.

But this grilled gluten is completely ordinary, and even the barbecue ingredients are all the most ordinary, but for some reason, it can be made so delicious.

But Yang Songping tasted his own handicraft, but his face showed a satisfied expression. He nodded appreciatively, sat on the chair, slowly gnawed his roasted corn, and said with relief: "It's not bad, I'm still working on it." How bad the craftsmanship is, this is not bad!"

Elder Meng also frowned and asked: "Xiao Yang, are you satisfied with this kind of craftsmanship? People can't do this, because there are two very delicious things, and they forget to prepare new delicacies!"

"No, no, no! You all misunderstood, I used ordinary methods to make these things, and the taste is like this, I am already very satisfied!"

(End of this chapter)