Chapter 1659 (1/2)

”Look at chef yuan's walking steps.” Wang Huai didn't look back when he spoke. He looked straight at Yuan Zhou and said.

After observing for a while, Wang Jike said, ”it seems very regular. It's not just walking around the cow.”

As five tigers, Wang Jike's observation ability is still very strong.

”Yes, the ancient books once said that the touch of the hand, the leaning of the shoulder, the walking of the foot, the rolling of the knee, the rolling of the sword and the rolling of the sword all have a neutral tone. The dance combined with the mulberry forest is the meeting of the Chinese Sutra. See if chef yuan is like this now.” Wang Huaidao.

Obviously, Wang Huai really knows a lot about paoding jieniu. Zhuangzi can directly say the original text, and the ancient books recording this have been turned over.

”I don't know what the Sanglin Sutra is, but chef yuan's action is really beautiful and powerful. The power is dissolved in the knife work and looks very harmonious.” Wang Jike said.

”I thought the ancient prose was exaggerated, but now it seems that it is not necessarily.” Wang Huai finished this sentence and then shut up.

”Dad, you're exaggerating.” When Wang Qiang heard that power dissolved in knife work, he thought it was the same as reading fantasy novels.

Of course, Wang Qiang has no doubt about Yuanzhou's cooking.

To be exact, does he deserve to doubt Yuanzhou's cooking?

refuse classification.

What kind of trash are you?

Wang Qiang wanted to hear a understandable explanation because he couldn't understand the immortal operation of Yuanzhou. He shouted 666, but now he found that he didn't seem to understand the explanation, so he spoke.

”Dissolved in knife work, it sounds like a very evil word, but the actual description is very accurate.” Wang Huai couldn't help but open his mouth. He couldn't restrain his desire to explain.

”Keep looking.” Wang Huai asked Wang Qiang to continue watching.

In fact, there are many chefs who pay attention to Mr. Wang. To be exact, the chefs of Soviet cuisine all know that Mr. Wang has tried to cook cattle, so Mr. Wang knows the most about the specific situation.

When they heard what Mr. Wang said, they watched carefully, and Yuan Zhou began to extract the next bone, which was also a rib, but this rib was not the one next to the one just now, but the one at the end, near the end of the cow's rear hoof.

This rib is shorter than the previous one, so the extraction time is shorter, and it is also a snow-white bone that is directly extracted.

The ribs are placed one by one, and the movement is flowing. In a very untimely word, the anatomy with scalpel can't be so complete.

It's the gospel of obsessive-compulsive disorder!

”See clearly? Power dissolves in the knife work. Killing an ox is like rowing with a knife. The knife work is really terrible.” Old man Wang marveled again.

”Gudong.” Wang Qiang and other chefs, who looked very seriously, couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva. None of the people present were stupid, so they all reflected why.

”So this is...”

Before Wang Qiang finished speaking, he was interrupted by Master Wang: ”yes, that's what everyone thought.”

”I've been a cook for thirty or forty years, but I've never seen this scene. Xiao Yuan doesn't know how much I know about this cow.” Zhou Shijie sighed, saying the most incredible place.

Zhang Yan said: ”the legendary cook jieniu - no cattle at all!”

I don't want to think about how many times Yuanzhou went to the pasture in the evening and how many cattle were harmed

With Yuanzhou's fantastic display of the original technique of the cook to relieve the ox, the crowd of onlookers had already exploded, and the buzzing sound of discussion could not be heard.

It's much easier for chefs to discuss with outsiders than with outsiders.