Other things are not necessary, but the stove must be repaired. Zeyu lowered his head and pondered for a while, then dug out a few scales and pebbles from the basket he brought, and started to fill the stove.
Seeing Zeyu's actions on the stage, the waiter in the shop led a burst of laughter, which made the diners couldn't help covering their mouths and laughing.
The boss and Chef Cai glanced at each other, unable to hide the smugness from the corners of their mouths: Their first step of humiliating Xie Zeyu has been successful.
Useless things - can only be used to plug the gaps in the stove, alluding to Xie Zeyu.
Zeyu's ears are very good, so he naturally heard the whispers in the audience. She pinched her hand and almost broke a snake's scales.
These scales were specially collected by Zeyu. Although they are not edible, they are hard and fire-resistant, so they are just right for this place.
Picking out the damp grass, it doesn't matter if it doesn't light, Zeyu smiled slightly:
Chef Cai never imagined that it would save him trouble, and grass has other uses.
Zeyu put on the washed-white apron solemnly and solemnly. This was the most cherished thing of the original owner, Xie Zeyu, and it was the belief of the other party.
Then, Zeyu made a move that surprised everyone:
With a flick of his arm, he hung a hemp rope several feet long and thick as an arm from the beam, and the tails of the rope hung on both sides of the stove.
The boss straightened his back, stared fiercely at the stage, and gritted his teeth:
What is this man trying to do?Thinking that he will definitely lose, he would rather hang himself in public?To be buried with the reputation of the restaurant?
Several shop waiters were about to rush onto the stage, but the next moment, everyone's doubts were answered:
Zeyu picked up a large pot with a width of several feet, tied two knots on the handles of the pot with hemp rope, and hung it firmly on the stove.
The pot seemed to weigh about ten catties. No one expected that Xie Zeyu's small body would burst out with such great strength.
If the ingredients are added to the pot, the total weight will be tens of catties, and one person’s arm strength alone will definitely not be able to turn it over. It must be hoisted to borrow strength. The spectators do not say anything in their hearts, but secretly praise his ingenuity.
Pour the onions, garlic, mushrooms and other mountain delicacies picked from the mountains on the cutting board he brought, and Zeyu waved the kitchen knife with both hands, and the whole restaurant could hear the neat swishing sound echoing. The knife skills that have been practiced for days are finally on display Chance.
With a "crack" sound, the stove was ignited, followed by the scent of sweetness, and someone yelled:
"He burned wormwood?"
After being reminded, more and more people recognized this special medicinal fragrance, and they were puzzled: Isn't this a waste of money?
Ignoring the doubts from the audience, Zeyu started to pour wild lard oil into the hot pot with a series of "squeaky" sounds.
The oily fragrance alone has made many people salivate, and their eyeballs have dropped:
Such a mellow aroma, how much lard must be used to make it out, the young man is really willing to use the ingredients!
When the oil is boiled, put in the freshly chopped mountain delicacies, and stir-fry to produce a fragrant sauce.
This was another kind of torture for the diners. The domineering aroma of shiitake mushrooms penetrated into the nostrils, mellow and attractive, and many people's stomachs began to bulge.
After the mushrooms were fried, Zeyu was sweating profusely from the heat of the pot. He put out the stove fire, and then swung a knife to cut the knot of the hemp rope.
Hearing a loud bang, the big iron pot almost smashed the stove apart. Regardless of the stunned onlookers, Zeyu once again showed his supernatural power, and took the steaming iron pot aside with his hands, and rushed all the way The dazed Chongyun blinked his eyes, and deliberately raised his voice and shouted:
"Look good, don't let people take the opportunity to 'add food'."
When the boss and Chef Cai heard this, their faces immediately dropped: What do you mean?Is this Zhu Zi obliquely mocking them?
The two of them could hear it, and the diners in the audience would pay more attention. If they did it clearly, the reputation of Wenxianglou would be ruined.
After warning those who harbor evil intentions, Zeyu took a deep breath and withdrew his mind. The next step is the highlight.
A few days ago, Zeyu quietly inquired about the dishes of restaurants in the city, and also read the recipes left by Xie Zeyu. The ingredients are relatively simple, mainly traditional chicken, duck, goose and fish, and pork is too expensive, and ordinary people may not eat it get on.
Besides, wild boar is not as easy to catch as pheasant, so he locked the ingredients on the two existing meats.
"what is this?"
What appeared in front of everyone was a flat bamboo basket about the size of the pot just now, covered with a flat white cloth.
Just like before, Zeyu used the hemp rope to hang up the basket. This basket was weaved by him based on his memory for two days.
The bamboo sticks are made from the most flexible section of the Cizhu joints, which needless to say the load-bearing capacity, with less frizz and a fresh fragrance of bamboo leaves.
The damp grass just came in handy at this time, so Zeyu spread the grass evenly on the stove and rekindled the stove.
In this way, the grass has the effect of easing the fire. After all, controlling the fire has always been a problem. If the bamboo is burnt, the taste of the dishes will be ruined.
Everyone in the audience watched Zeyu dig out several large earthen jars, and poured the white liquid like milk into baskets. Supported by hemp rope, Zeyu raised his hand and shook the bamboo basket, and the unknown liquid was spread on the basket. On the white cloth in the basket.
They had never seen such a method, and they couldn't help wondering: what kind of dish is this?
Zeyu didn't give them much time to discuss, and quickly poured the marinated minced meat into it, mixed it with the shiitake mushrooms just chopped, and grabbed a spatula as thick as an arm in his hand, which was half a foot wide. Roll the solidified rice milk into a ball, put it on a plate, and finish it in one go.
After repeating this for two or three times, everyone looked straight at it, eager to try: what will the taste be like?
But the boss and Chef Cai who sat down were not in such a good mood. Before the boss could speak, Chef Cai kicked his son and scolded:
"Trash! Why are you in a daze? Is everyone getting better soon?"
Cai Shanxue was usually most afraid of his father getting angry, and he would be offended all of a sudden, so he hurriedly put on his apron and walked to the stove in a hurry.
He didn't need to do anything, he opened the steamer, and there were three arm-long groupers inside, all of which had been scaled and gills removed.
Xie Zeyu has already lost a lot in terms of the grade of ingredients alone. May I ask, who can afford such a big grouper except dignitaries?
Most of the people in the audience are ordinary people who join in the fun, even if they take out one of them, the reputation will be towards him.
Moreover, the meat of grouper is as tender and white as jade, sweeter than chicken, and has the unique flavor of seafood. Steaming can bring out its own deliciousness to the maximum extent.
The only difficulty is to remove the fishy smell, rub the fish body with salt, sprinkle shredded ginger on the steaming plate, Cai Shanxue covers the steamer, and asks the shop waiter to watch the stove for him.
Chong Yun half-closed his eyes, he was so bored that he was about to count his own feathers to pass the time, when four black shadows like snakes scurried to Zeyu's stove without a sound, his eyes lit up all of a sudden:
It's finally here!
There was an imperceptible "hissing" sound, and Chef Cai in the audience suddenly spewed out a big mouthful of blood, and fell straight to the ground, his eyes rolled up, and his hands and feet convulsed uncontrollably, as if he was about to die.
"what happened?"
"Come on, call the doctor!"
Seeing that his father was dying, Cai Shanxue jumped off the stage and said in a panic:
"Don't compare, it's more important to send dad to the hospital!"
"no!"
The boss had a ferocious face, twisted the back of his neck, and threatened fiercely:
"Do you know what this competition means today? You have to continue even if the sky is falling. If you dare to lose, let alone your father's life, I want your life too!"
"son……"
With scarlet on his mouth, Chef Cai raised his hand tremblingly, beckoning Cai Shanxue to come closer:
"If you can win, don't be afraid, go back to the stage."
His words were heard by Chong Yun on the stage, and a silver light flashed in Shiratori's blue pupils:
You are really persistent, let's see what tricks you have.
When Cai Shanxue returned to the stove, the grouper was almost ready to come out, and Zeyu just finished his dishes.
"Then, I invite you all to have a taste - the Dragon and Phoenix Club."
The author has something to say:
Today I am patronizing Xiuwenxiu copywriting_(:з」∠)_Tomorrow double change duck
Seeing Zeyu's actions on the stage, the waiter in the shop led a burst of laughter, which made the diners couldn't help covering their mouths and laughing.
The boss and Chef Cai glanced at each other, unable to hide the smugness from the corners of their mouths: Their first step of humiliating Xie Zeyu has been successful.
Useless things - can only be used to plug the gaps in the stove, alluding to Xie Zeyu.
Zeyu's ears are very good, so he naturally heard the whispers in the audience. She pinched her hand and almost broke a snake's scales.
These scales were specially collected by Zeyu. Although they are not edible, they are hard and fire-resistant, so they are just right for this place.
Picking out the damp grass, it doesn't matter if it doesn't light, Zeyu smiled slightly:
Chef Cai never imagined that it would save him trouble, and grass has other uses.
Zeyu put on the washed-white apron solemnly and solemnly. This was the most cherished thing of the original owner, Xie Zeyu, and it was the belief of the other party.
Then, Zeyu made a move that surprised everyone:
With a flick of his arm, he hung a hemp rope several feet long and thick as an arm from the beam, and the tails of the rope hung on both sides of the stove.
The boss straightened his back, stared fiercely at the stage, and gritted his teeth:
What is this man trying to do?Thinking that he will definitely lose, he would rather hang himself in public?To be buried with the reputation of the restaurant?
Several shop waiters were about to rush onto the stage, but the next moment, everyone's doubts were answered:
Zeyu picked up a large pot with a width of several feet, tied two knots on the handles of the pot with hemp rope, and hung it firmly on the stove.
The pot seemed to weigh about ten catties. No one expected that Xie Zeyu's small body would burst out with such great strength.
If the ingredients are added to the pot, the total weight will be tens of catties, and one person’s arm strength alone will definitely not be able to turn it over. It must be hoisted to borrow strength. The spectators do not say anything in their hearts, but secretly praise his ingenuity.
Pour the onions, garlic, mushrooms and other mountain delicacies picked from the mountains on the cutting board he brought, and Zeyu waved the kitchen knife with both hands, and the whole restaurant could hear the neat swishing sound echoing. The knife skills that have been practiced for days are finally on display Chance.
With a "crack" sound, the stove was ignited, followed by the scent of sweetness, and someone yelled:
"He burned wormwood?"
After being reminded, more and more people recognized this special medicinal fragrance, and they were puzzled: Isn't this a waste of money?
Ignoring the doubts from the audience, Zeyu started to pour wild lard oil into the hot pot with a series of "squeaky" sounds.
The oily fragrance alone has made many people salivate, and their eyeballs have dropped:
Such a mellow aroma, how much lard must be used to make it out, the young man is really willing to use the ingredients!
When the oil is boiled, put in the freshly chopped mountain delicacies, and stir-fry to produce a fragrant sauce.
This was another kind of torture for the diners. The domineering aroma of shiitake mushrooms penetrated into the nostrils, mellow and attractive, and many people's stomachs began to bulge.
After the mushrooms were fried, Zeyu was sweating profusely from the heat of the pot. He put out the stove fire, and then swung a knife to cut the knot of the hemp rope.
Hearing a loud bang, the big iron pot almost smashed the stove apart. Regardless of the stunned onlookers, Zeyu once again showed his supernatural power, and took the steaming iron pot aside with his hands, and rushed all the way The dazed Chongyun blinked his eyes, and deliberately raised his voice and shouted:
"Look good, don't let people take the opportunity to 'add food'."
When the boss and Chef Cai heard this, their faces immediately dropped: What do you mean?Is this Zhu Zi obliquely mocking them?
The two of them could hear it, and the diners in the audience would pay more attention. If they did it clearly, the reputation of Wenxianglou would be ruined.
After warning those who harbor evil intentions, Zeyu took a deep breath and withdrew his mind. The next step is the highlight.
A few days ago, Zeyu quietly inquired about the dishes of restaurants in the city, and also read the recipes left by Xie Zeyu. The ingredients are relatively simple, mainly traditional chicken, duck, goose and fish, and pork is too expensive, and ordinary people may not eat it get on.
Besides, wild boar is not as easy to catch as pheasant, so he locked the ingredients on the two existing meats.
"what is this?"
What appeared in front of everyone was a flat bamboo basket about the size of the pot just now, covered with a flat white cloth.
Just like before, Zeyu used the hemp rope to hang up the basket. This basket was weaved by him based on his memory for two days.
The bamboo sticks are made from the most flexible section of the Cizhu joints, which needless to say the load-bearing capacity, with less frizz and a fresh fragrance of bamboo leaves.
The damp grass just came in handy at this time, so Zeyu spread the grass evenly on the stove and rekindled the stove.
In this way, the grass has the effect of easing the fire. After all, controlling the fire has always been a problem. If the bamboo is burnt, the taste of the dishes will be ruined.
Everyone in the audience watched Zeyu dig out several large earthen jars, and poured the white liquid like milk into baskets. Supported by hemp rope, Zeyu raised his hand and shook the bamboo basket, and the unknown liquid was spread on the basket. On the white cloth in the basket.
They had never seen such a method, and they couldn't help wondering: what kind of dish is this?
Zeyu didn't give them much time to discuss, and quickly poured the marinated minced meat into it, mixed it with the shiitake mushrooms just chopped, and grabbed a spatula as thick as an arm in his hand, which was half a foot wide. Roll the solidified rice milk into a ball, put it on a plate, and finish it in one go.
After repeating this for two or three times, everyone looked straight at it, eager to try: what will the taste be like?
But the boss and Chef Cai who sat down were not in such a good mood. Before the boss could speak, Chef Cai kicked his son and scolded:
"Trash! Why are you in a daze? Is everyone getting better soon?"
Cai Shanxue was usually most afraid of his father getting angry, and he would be offended all of a sudden, so he hurriedly put on his apron and walked to the stove in a hurry.
He didn't need to do anything, he opened the steamer, and there were three arm-long groupers inside, all of which had been scaled and gills removed.
Xie Zeyu has already lost a lot in terms of the grade of ingredients alone. May I ask, who can afford such a big grouper except dignitaries?
Most of the people in the audience are ordinary people who join in the fun, even if they take out one of them, the reputation will be towards him.
Moreover, the meat of grouper is as tender and white as jade, sweeter than chicken, and has the unique flavor of seafood. Steaming can bring out its own deliciousness to the maximum extent.
The only difficulty is to remove the fishy smell, rub the fish body with salt, sprinkle shredded ginger on the steaming plate, Cai Shanxue covers the steamer, and asks the shop waiter to watch the stove for him.
Chong Yun half-closed his eyes, he was so bored that he was about to count his own feathers to pass the time, when four black shadows like snakes scurried to Zeyu's stove without a sound, his eyes lit up all of a sudden:
It's finally here!
There was an imperceptible "hissing" sound, and Chef Cai in the audience suddenly spewed out a big mouthful of blood, and fell straight to the ground, his eyes rolled up, and his hands and feet convulsed uncontrollably, as if he was about to die.
"what happened?"
"Come on, call the doctor!"
Seeing that his father was dying, Cai Shanxue jumped off the stage and said in a panic:
"Don't compare, it's more important to send dad to the hospital!"
"no!"
The boss had a ferocious face, twisted the back of his neck, and threatened fiercely:
"Do you know what this competition means today? You have to continue even if the sky is falling. If you dare to lose, let alone your father's life, I want your life too!"
"son……"
With scarlet on his mouth, Chef Cai raised his hand tremblingly, beckoning Cai Shanxue to come closer:
"If you can win, don't be afraid, go back to the stage."
His words were heard by Chong Yun on the stage, and a silver light flashed in Shiratori's blue pupils:
You are really persistent, let's see what tricks you have.
When Cai Shanxue returned to the stove, the grouper was almost ready to come out, and Zeyu just finished his dishes.
"Then, I invite you all to have a taste - the Dragon and Phoenix Club."
The author has something to say:
Today I am patronizing Xiuwenxiu copywriting_(:з」∠)_Tomorrow double change duck
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