Chapter 1959 (1/2)

Yuanzhou's cooking can be evaluated as follows: ”cooking is not only an art, but also a precise technology.”

For example, when cooking roasted mandarin fish, the quantities of scallions and pig net oil are accurately calculated. Don't think it's exaggerated or impossible for people to do it.

At least Yuanzhou can do it, and it has always done so. There is an old question: why can Yuanzhou cook food so delicious? In addition to good ingredients, it is also very important to pay attention to the details of each step of cooking.

After opening, the scallions are oily one by one, and the fish meat is as white as new. However, some of the cracked fish skin and fish meat are slightly red, white and red, which is worthy of its reputation.

Moreover, when Yuan Zhou cooked this dish, he learned from the practice of burning scallions, a famous dish in Shanxi Province, which he had seen. It can also be regarded as two dishes.

Qin Peng smelled a strong smell. As the dishes got closer and closer, his nose kept reminding him of the delicious smell.

”It smells good, with the smell of scallion and fish. It seems that there is an unknown aroma of fruit, which can't be smelled at all.” Qin Peng took a deep breath and his saliva almost came out.

Put your eyes on the roasted osmanthus on the table, and you will be immediately attracted by the color on it. It is white and red. It is very beautiful. The garlic shaped fish meat exposed in some places is very beautiful and attractive.

”It's almost the same as what my father said.”

”It's no wonder that the cooking technique of grilled mandarin fish in Kitchen God's shop is different from that of other chefs. It turns out that chef yuan is directly restored to the degree of ancient recipe.” Qin Peng deeply felt the strength of Yuanzhou.

”There is no empty scholar under the reputation. This skill is really unique. It seems that the gap is too obvious. Dad is absolutely dead.” Qin Peng muttered.

”No matter what, the delicious food can't be eaten until it's in your mouth.” Qin Peng shook his head, picked up chopsticks and put a piece of fish in his mouth.

It's supposed to be roasted. No matter how tender it is, it should be a little chewy. But it doesn't. as soon as the fish enters the mouth, it starts to melt like snow in the sun. Even the fish skin is the same. It's extremely tender and smooth. It melts when it comes into contact with the warm mouth. The freshness and tenderness of the fish are perfectly preserved, coupled with the sweetness of scallions and the fragrance of fruit, This is a feast on the tip of the tongue.

”It's so delicious.” Qin Peng was intoxicated with his chopsticks.

Qin Peng's first reaction was: ”I can't cure it. Wait to die and leave.”

Second reaction: the first reaction is right. It's hopeless. Goodbye!

On this cooking, Qin Peng feels that his father, let alone four or six, has two or eight is very good.

Qin Peng, who understood the gap, began to enjoy the delicious food. As for others, he followed suit.

”Burp, it's delicious. I don't feel full. There are too few three dishes. If only Mengmeng said 30 dishes.” Baby fat girl paper lazy is the first to finish all the dishes.

The delicious food made her forget that she was still live, and the camera occasionally caught her. There was no image of a lady at all. What she thought of was eating. She had no resistance to eating the food made by Yuanzhou for the first time.

Because Mengmeng needs to interact with the water friends in the live broadcast room and has eaten the dishes made by Yuanzhou many times, she has a little resistance, so she only ate two dishes.

”I'm really the most ethical anchor. I should give you an award.” Mengmeng muttered in her heart and continued to ask the water friends questions with a serious face.

In the late stage of lazy and fat cancer, I wanted to calculate how long I could eat a dish. I couldn't remember my purpose from the first bite. Chopsticks made the dishes on the plate faster and less visible to the naked eye.

”Eh, why is it like burning scallions?” Lazily, who had been looking around, saw the three solitary green onions left on Qin Peng's plate.

As a native of Shanxi Province, lazy people are not familiar with burning scallions.

”Isn't there no Jin cuisine?” Lazily thinking that he was wrong, he picked up the menu again and turned it page by page for fear of missing it.