Chapter 800 - How Many Bowls Should I Eat? (1/2)

Yuan Zhou proceeded to flip the other pieces of the steamed rice milk. The rest couldn’t help themselves but look over at Da Hai.

“So have the pieces actually been flipped or not?” Everyone was in doubt.

The liquor customers to the side were looking at the filming crew smugly, as if this was nothing surprising at all.

Even Fang Heng who doubted Yuan Zhou’s ability to make an authentic Steamed Cold Noodles had the same look on his face. As far as Fang Heng was concerned, even if Yuan Zhou couldn’t make the authentic Steamed Cold Noodles, his cooking skills were still top-notch. The only reason Yuan Zhou would fail was due to his geographical location.

After all, they had all seen Yuan Zhou doing something even more impressive.

“They have indeed been flipped,” Da Hai studied the screen meticulously before nodding his head.

In fact, Da Hai was dumbfounded as well. He had replayed the recording several times and had only noticed that Yuan Zhou had indeed flipped the pieces after watching in slow motion.

Not only had he watched the recording in slow motion, he had even enlarged the screen as well in order to notice that there was indeed a slight difference after the pieces were flipped.

The pieces that had been flipped looked flatter while the pieces that had not been flipped had a slight curve to it.

Yuan Zhou did not have a lot of the square bamboo steamers around. Therefore, it did not take Yuan Zhou long to finish flipping all of them. Now, he could set them aside to wait for them to cool off. Next, he started heating the pot so he could start making the chili oil.

Before doing that, Yuan Zhou picked up some sesame seeds from a tiny bowl.

He was trying to pick out the tinier sesame seeds to ensure that the finished dish would feel better when chewed on.

Next, he used a different pot and started stir-frying the sesame seeds. The sesame seeds for the chili oil needed to be cooked. That way, the chili oil would taste even better.

When the sesame seeds turned slightly yellow, Yuan Zhou took them out of the pot and set them aside.

At this time, the chili he stir-fried earlier had cooled down. He immediately grinded them into pieces before putting them aside.

In truth, there were many preparation methods for chili oil. Yuan Zhou was using the simplest and fastest method. Of course, he needed a hot pot and cold oil to do this.

After heating the pot, Yuan Zhou poured oil inside to allow the oil to heat up. This time, he used a corn oil that was bland and would not carry any other flavors with it. This would make the flavor of the chili more distinct.

“He’s making chili oil. This will definitely taste good. It smells so nice,” Chen Wei nodded.

“True, for any other dishes, the chili oil will be the soul of the dish. Whether the dish tastes good or bad will be depending on the oil,” Fang Heng nodded.

“Of course. Have you forgotten about the Translucent Beef Slices?” Jiang Changxi threw Fang Heng a sideways glance.

“True. But this is still my first time witnessing Boss Yuan making chili oil. So it requires this much work,” Fang Heng wasn’t angry and looked at Yuan Zhou inquisitively.

“Isn’t chili oil something you can prepare by mixing hot oil with some chili flakes?” that was how Jiang Changxi thought chili oil was prepared.

“That is why you can’t cook,” Chen Wei concluded.

“Piss off,” Jiang Changxi said without hesitation.

While they bickered, Yuan Zhou was already done with the chilies. He poured the sesame seeds on top the chilies. Now, he only needed to add the oil to it.

“He had actually added scallions and some other ingredients to the oil?” Jiang Changxi said when he saw Yuan Zhou taking the ingredients out of the oil. Among the ingredients, scallions were the only one she recognized.

That’s right. In the oil Yuan Zhou left heating, he had some other ingredients added.

Pa! Yuan Zhou turned the stove off and washed his hands before he started slicing the steamed rice milk.

Yuan Zhou used a porcelain knife to slice the steamed rice milk as metal would damage the soft steamed rice milk, also affecting the flavor.

The porcelain knife was both sharp and without any additional odor.