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Chapter 139 Back to basics, he cried...

Chapter 139 Returning to nature, he cried...

Author: Heart of Light and Darkness

Chapter 139 Returning to nature, he cried

Starting from Roujiamo to today's fried double-crispy buns, Zhou Zhou has obtained seven top recipes. He found that this is by no means a simple superposition of quantities. There will also be mutual interaction between various recipes with different styles, which makes him

Gradually, I became enlightened and began to touch the most profound realm of cooking.

No top recipe would directly teach him to control the "pot gas" that chefs often talk about, but when he calmly wandered among the top recipes and the century-old experience of past masters, he began to make enviable dishes one after another.

When you taste the 'god-level delicacy', some realms that were originally obscure are like a mirror that is constantly being wiped, becoming brighter and brighter.

Cui Zhengshan has exquisite knife skills, top-notch frying skills, and is very smart. Therefore, when cooking this 'Double Crispy' dish, he innovatively leaves a thick bottom for the pork belly and duck gizzards. It is the existence of the thick bottom that makes

He can calmly put the fire into the pot, combine ingredients into ingredients, and use the techniques of tossing and popping the pot to make this dish reach the state of crispness and sound, making even a gourmet like Wu Jiuyu unable to stop eating.

However, while the thick bottom gave him more space to display, it also became the biggest flaw of this dish! After Cui Zhengshan put the fire into the pot, these 'thick bottoms' must have been in contact with the pot wall for the longest time, and the flavor will be the deepest! It is inevitable.

It will become the highlight of this dish!

Cooking small dishes is like governing a big country! If we compare it to governing a country, these "thick bases" are like the country must give up and sacrifice some areas in order to prosper and develop certain areas. Even if it is considered in a major national event, it is unspeakable pain.

Not to mention a dish?

It's just that under Cui Zhengshan's superb cooking skills, the thick base that has turned into a heavy flavor is covered up by the crispy and fragrant part on it. Even Wang Haibin, an expert in Shandong cuisine and several professional food judges, ate it with praise.

To my surprise, I didn't find the problem on the spot.

But after a while, Zhou Zhou asked everyone if they still wanted this dish, but no one was reluctant to part with the delicious food. This was actually because the thick and heavy base had affected everyone's taste buds.

It was amazing when I first tasted it, but I no longer missed it after that.

This is what Zhouzhou said, the pot qi is in chaos.

An excellent dish should have a well-balanced pot with no overflow or slowness. Cui Zhengshan's oil-fried and double-crispy dish only cares about the diners' feeling when they eat it. He goes against common sense and leaves a thick bottom and adds a strong fire. This is "bewitched" and becomes a success.

Entered the sidelines.

Cui Zhengshan is obviously a smart man. If he wants smart people to understand that shortcuts to Zhongnan are not advisable, Zhouzhou must walk in front of him.

There was no swishing sound of the knife, and there was no charming rhythm of the blade chopping on the chopping board like fairy music. At this time, Zhou Zhou lowered his eyebrows and stared, gently holding the kitchen knife, like holding a chicken egg in the palm of his hand, one click, one click, watching.

It seemed that he was cutting the pork belly and chicken gizzards on the chopping board slowly but very accurately. Unlike Cui Zhengshan, Zhouzhou took the "popular route" and left a thin bottom.

Mr. Zhang Zhouxuan and Master Wang Haibin were stunned for a moment, then slowly walked over to take a look. When they saw the pork belly and chicken gizzards that Zhouzhou had treated with a linen flower knife, their expressions changed and their eyes suddenly shrank.

The size of each portion of pork belly and chicken gizzards was as precise as if measured with a ruler. The linen knife marks on them seemed messy, but when they looked carefully, they almost screamed in shock, "This is absolutely not true."

possible!'

Cui Zhengshan was slightly dissatisfied at first, but when he put a few pieces of pork belly and a few pieces of chicken gizzards together again, his face instantly turned pale. He found that the linen knife marks on these ingredients were connected seamlessly.

It looks like a traffic route map extending in all directions!

"How did he do it? He clearly divided the ingredients first and then used a linen knife on the ingredients, but why...why are the linen knife marks connected to each other after splicing!

This is impossible! Absolutely impossible!

If you have mastered sword skills to this level, are you still a human being?"

"I, Old Wu, have lived for more than sixty years, and I have faulted as many as eight hundred chefs, from one thousand to eight hundred. If I die in the future, I will definitely be killed by a team of kitchen knives; I have seen chefs with excellent knife skills simply don't want to

There are too many, but this kind of sword skill is really seen for a long time, it’s completely unreasonable!”

Several judges were also dumbfounded. Wu Jiuyu jumped up and down excitedly, like a little girl who received a love letter, and kept shouting, as if she had to do this to express her inner excitement.

Under everyone's gaze, as if he had seen a ghost, Zhouzhou felt neither joy nor sorrow, as if he had entered a state where he had forgotten both things and himself. After quickly handling the ingredients, he nodded and greeted the chef who was already full of admiration.

Bring over the clean and re-dried iron pot, start the fire, add oil, check the temperature, and add the ingredients.

The frying spoon in Zhou Zhou's hand was moving evenly in the pot. The faint pot gas represented the human fireworks slowly rising from the pot, but he seemed to be a cooking elf without any anger, and his whole body and mind sank.

In this dish, a piece of exquisite art is being carved with care.

There was no dazzling sparkle, but Mr. Zhang Zhouxuan's eyes widened when he saw the frying spoon drawing a perfect trajectory in the pot in a way that implied some mysterious rhythm. It seemed slow, but it was

Every ingredient was taken care of evenly with every move. He saw that there seemed to be some kind of brilliance behind Zhou Zhou's head with a calm face, and a familiar old face appeared faintly.

"senior."

He will never forget in his life that that face belongs to the old man from Zangdu, but he once again saw the shadow of this senior in Zhou Zhou.

After rubbing his eyes a few times, Mr. Zhang Zhouxuan discovered that the brilliance behind Zhou Zhou's head had disappeared, but was it really just an illusion?

Absolutely not! There was a long silence in the kitchen. Wang Haibin, Wu Jiuyu, Cui Zhengshan, and even the lowest-level handyman in Lu Weixuan were all looking at Zhou Zhou blankly.

Wang Haibin let out a long sigh and met the eyes of Mr. Zhang Zhouxuan. The two of them thought of one word at the same time - 'return to nature'!

Zhou Zhou gently poured the fried oil in the pot into the plate, looked at everyone and Cui Zhengshan with a smile: "It's ready to eat."

Cui Zhengshan was the first to grab a pair of chopsticks. He didn't even bother with the oil to scald his mouth. He quickly picked up a piece of pork belly tip and put it into his mouth. "Crack!" The sound coming from his mouth was like ice thawing in spring and a silver bottle breaking.

, instantly opened everyone’s taste buds.

There was no fight with the chopsticks this time, and no one was brazen enough to fight for it, because the first bite shocked everyone present and left them speechless.

Top-notch food can calm people down quickly and turn a glutton into a nervous gentleman.

"I seem to understand, but I don't seem to understand"

Cui Zhengshan was the first to wake up and looked at Zhouzhou dreamily, suddenly their eyes met.

"Wait. I understand, it's not like that."

Then many small circles appeared in the eyes.

“But I can’t do it, and I may never be able to do it.

Why is this?"

The small circle gradually became moist, and Cui Zhengshan cried loudly, as sad as a child.
Chapter completed!
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