City Peculiar Immortal Emperor

With Guo Mingtai's order, the chef he brought became busy.

First pat the piece of lean meat with both hands, then knead it repeatedly, and apply various seasonings to make the meat evenly absorb the fragrance of the seasoning.

So and so, repeat for ten minutes.

The chef held a sharp kitchen knife and began to slice it one at a time. Each slice was of equal thickness, lying quietly on the chopping board like crystal jelly.

In an instant, this chef showed a wonderful knife skill, which was breathtaking.

This knife skill alone can be called a master chef.

Cut the meat slices, and mix the noodles with the egg white, without the egg yolk, add water to mix until it becomes a sticky shape.

Put the meat slices in and stir evenly so that each slice of meat is battered.

In addition, heat the oil in a cold pot, and when the oil temperature is just right, put the batter-covered meat slices in and fry until it is browned and removed.

This set of procedures sits down and runs like flowing water without any pause. I am very skilled. It seems that I often cook this dish.

Moreover, the appearance of the chef is still highly concentrated, but he is not sweating, and he is still very calm.

Jiang Feng watched from the beginning to the end, sincerely admired in his heart, three hundred and sixty lines, the top pick in the line, it is very indifferent to be able to practice this hand to such a point.

This chef is worthy of admiration.

Even Master Yue from Weng Dongtai's side nodded slightly, approving of this level.

The people present were all amazed and praised.

"Kungfu is really home, it's very powerful, just looking at it is very good, and the dishes they make are definitely delicious."

"Yes, I can't wait to taste it."

"You don't know, this chef has won a place in the food competition, and seems to be the third place in the national competition. Of course he is very strong."

"When you said that, I remembered that it was him. At that time, it seemed that he was doing a monkey king's birthday. I still remember that scene."

"Cut, what's the matter? I was there at the time. I smelled the wonderful smell. I tell you that his monkey king's birthday is made with fresh peach meat and venison, which shows the fire and knife skills. The ultimate, and the creativity is very good, the use of peach meat to increase the delicacy of venison, to a greater extent presents the unique flavor of venison."

"Wow, you know so well, it seems that you usually pay attention to food."

"Of course, I love to study these things when I have nothing to do. My life is short. What can I do without eating and drinking? I can't eat anything when I die."

"It's reasonable. When I have time, I will visit you. Let's study and study together."

"Welcome, welcome, come often when you have time."

"Shhh, look, the chef seems to be about to move on."

Everyone immediately calmed down, all eyes were on the chef.

At this time, the chef moved again, took a pan again, put a little oil, slightly heat, and then put in the prepared green onion, **** and garlic, especially the most minced garlic, which immediately burst into a thick garlic fragrance.

"Well, it tastes really good, I like it." Guo Mingtai proudly said, his eyes glanced at Weng Dongtai as if he was demonstrating.

Weng Dongtai also glanced at him and said: "The taste is good, I don't know how it tastes. Besides, my chef hasn't done it yet. It's not always certain who loses and who wins. Don't be proud of it so early."

"Hehe, just wait and see." Guo Mingtai sneered, seemingly confident in the chef he invited.

With the aroma of garlic, the chef quickly poured the fried meat into it, then grasped the handle of the pan with his left hand and the spoon with his right hand. When the iron pan was shaking, the spoon kept stirring.

It is very gentle when stirring, only use the bottom of the spoon, and try not to damage the integrity of the meat slices.

However, Jiang Feng discovered something. He found that when the chef put the meat slices into the pot, he only picked it up with his hands and shook it constantly, without letting the fire burn it directly. It seemed that he had done so deliberately.

After such a minute, the chef suddenly stopped, and the food in the pot made a faint bang, exuding a scent that lingered into the lungs.

Just when everyone thought it was done and the next step was to serve the plate, the chef dug some red sauce from the side with a spoon, then mixed it into the pot, and fry it three more times.

The dishes are good, out of the pot.

Pieces of golden meat are arranged in two rows, like a road, and there are some plants carved with vegetables next to them. They are very beautiful, and it is a work of art, which makes people unbearable.

Jiang Feng was taken aback for a moment, and he sniffed lightly with his nose, smelling a hint of sweet and sour taste.

"The last thing he added was tomato sauce. It was a strange combination." Jiang Feng said softly.

"Well, you can introduce this dish." Guo Mingtai said to the chef.

The chef nodded slightly and began to exaggerate: "The name of my dish is called the Golden Mile. I use yak meat from the plateau. The yak meat is raw and rough, so I repeatedly tapped it to soften the fiber and make the meat softer. It has become more vigorous."

"Then I wrapped it in egg white and fried it in white noodles and fried it until it was browned, turning it into golden pieces of tender meat on the outside."

"Then use garlic to sauté the fragrance to further catalyze the fragrance of the meat and achieve a perfect fit between the fragrance of garlic and the fragrance of meat."

"Finally, after a quick stir-frying, the flavors of various seasonings are blasted into, without destroying the crispness of the meat slices."

"Ketchup is the most critical process, allowing the whole dish to be embedded with sour and sweetness to dissolve the greasy feeling in it."

"This is the special feature of this Golden Mile. It is definitely different from the foods that everyone often eats. Please taste it."

After the chef said, there was a warm applause.

Guo Mingtai gave his chef a thumbs up and said: "Good job, go back and raise your salary."

"Thank you boss." The chef thanked.

"Okay, everyone have a taste." Guo Mingtai asked.

Everyone is not welcome, picking up the chopsticks and encircling them to taste.

Suddenly, there were waves of admiration, and the thumbs were higher than the other, all of which praised the chef.

Of course, some people say that Guo Mingtai has vision and invited such a chef with superb cooking skills.

"For such a delicious thing, it seems that I will go to Boss Guo's hotel to eat more in the future."

"Well, call me, let's go together."

"That's right, just click this golden avenue and let the family have a taste."

"It's still good yak meat, I have it for the first time."

"Yes, I'm tired of eating all kinds of chicken, duck and fish, and how good the yak meat is. It's exciting to eat."

"No matter what the ingredients are, you still need the chef's superb cooking skills, otherwise no matter how good the food is, it won't be delicious."

"Yes, today is an eye-opener."

A really good chef not only pays attention to cooking skills, but also pays attention to various aspects such as ingredients and heat. Only when they are comprehensive, can they make a good dish.

Obviously, the chef Guo Mingtai brought today has basically achieved this. Although not perfect, few people can make this dish.

Jiang Feng looked at everyone with cold eyes, and wanted to taste what it was like, but he didn't go. Instead, he said to Cheng Shaoqing, "Shaoqing, you should try it too, and tell me how it feels later."

"Okay, I'm going to taste it." Cheng Shaoqing ran over happily, and ate a piece of meat beautifully.

Jiang Feng looked at her, but he was thinking of every step of this dish in his heart.

Finally, I came to the conclusion that this dish is also the most characteristic of yak meat, which is probably what Guo Mingtai said.

Other wild animals are of course not edible, but the yak meat raised on the plateau can be eaten casually, and people living in the interior have hardly eaten it, so it will be very eye-catching, and it will naturally become a feature.

To put it bluntly, this dish is nothing more than highlighting the particularity of an ingredient.

At this time, Cheng Shaoqing came back after tasting, still chewing in his mouth, and said, "It's really delicious, would you like to try it?"

"No, just tell me how you feel." Jiang Feng said.

"It feels very delicious. It is charred on the outside and tender on the inside. It tastes crispy and glutinous, and it has a touch of sweetness and sourness. With the addition of garlic, I have never eaten such a delicacy." Cheng Shaoqing I told my feelings.

Jiang Feng listened carefully, then nodded and said, "Well, I understand, then do you want to eat something more delicious?"

"There is more delicious food than this? Where is it?" Cheng Shaoqing said blankly.

"Don't worry, it will be there soon." Jiang Feng smiled mysteriously.

And he had seen Weng Dongtai's anxious face a long time ago, and decided that he would come over to discuss with him within a minute.

Sure enough, Weng Dongtai came to Jiang Feng's side and whispered: "Boss, someone else came to challenge him and made such a good dish. I wonder if the boss can do anything about it?"

Jiang Feng didn't talk, but just glanced at him.

Weng Dongtai hurriedly said again: "It’s not that my chef is not good, nor that I don’t believe him, but that I really don’t have ingredients like yak meat here. First, unless you find more special ingredients."

"I understand what you mean. I'll leave the matter to me. Call your chef over first. I have something to ask him." Jiang Feng said.

Weng Dongtai was overjoyed, knowing that Jiang Feng had already figured out a way, and hurriedly went to call Master Yue over.

"Master Yue, right?" Jiang Feng said.

"Yes, just now Boss Weng said you have something to ask me?" Master Yue is about forty years old. He is medium-sized, slightly fat, and has a thick voice. He speaks very calmly, with a little hoarseness.

"Well, the question is simple, can you make snake soup?" Jiang Feng said.

"Snake soup?" Master Yue paused slightly and said: "Very few people can cook this kind of dish, but I do. When I was studying with Master, his old man once gave me a dish about snake soup. It’s just that I don’t usually do it easily, because not many people eat it."

"If you can do it, then you can make a snake soup." Jiang Feng said.

Weng Dongtai was anxious and said, "Boss, I don't have any snakes here. I will do it right away. Where can I get it."

"Don't worry, you don't have one, I have it." Jiang Feng smiled: "Nothing, how dare I say that."

"Boss, do you have?" Weng Dongtai asked in surprise.

"Yes, I have, you wait, I will come as soon as I go." Jiang Feng said.

Then Jiang Feng hurriedly left and went down to the second floor.

Cheng Shaoqing was very strange and wanted to follow it, but she still held back.

"My boss is going to fetch snake meat?" Weng Dongtai asked.

"I don't know, just wait." Cheng Shaoqing shook his head.

Jiang Feng walked out of the hotel, arrived in front of his car, opened the trunk, and there was a cardboard box inside...