With tears in her eyes, Suzi sent this crab stuffed orange to the other chefs.

Unlike cherry pan-fried that can be made quickly, a crab stuffed orange is not easy to make, and can only be eaten by several people.

Fortunately, there are not many people on the stove, the lotus, the water table, and the cutting board, and one for two people is enough.

Watching the crab stuffed oranges being distributed, Su Zifang began to look forward to everyone's evaluation.

Ma Jiang and Chen Guiqi shared one.

The two of them ate like a chef trying the dishes, first looked at the appearance, then sniffed the aroma, opened the lid and looked at the knife work and the plating inside, and finally took the knife and began to taste it slowly.

"The taste is good, and all three layers are reflected. ”

Ma Jiang did not skimp on his praise, nor did he skimp on his poisonous tongue.

"It's just that the knife work is too bad! A good orange is crooked. After steaming for a longer time, the oranges are soft. ”

"Soft?" Su Zifang noticed this keyword, and looked at Ma Jiang with wide eyes, wanting to see where it was steamed.

"Here. Ma Jiang pointed to the bottom of the orange and said softly: "You probably didn't set it up, just put it directly on top of the cage cloth, the temperature under it is too high and it has begun to be a little soft." ”

"This affects the shape more, and the taste underneath will be too hot and bitter. ”

The spoon in Ma Jiang's hand pressed down hard, and sure enough, the orange peel at the bottom instantly softened into puree.

"Your bottom dish should have some bitterness, you can try it. ”

Su Zifang immediately picked up the one he originally planned to keep for Xue Yi, scooped up a spoonful from the bottom and put it in his mouth.

His face changed in an instant.

There was a vague hint of bitterness, but it was difficult for ordinary diners to distinguish it, and only those who were savvy and skilled chefs would clearly perceive it.

But...... If you can't conquer the second kind of people, this dish will definitely not win over the thought of the perch.

Just now, Ma Jiang specially made an extra one for the kitchen to taste.

He also got a bowl.

The taste, to use his vocabulary, was, "Delicious!"

It reminded him of the first time he tasted the Twenty-Four Bridges Bright Moon Night made by Gu Pingping and the three sets of ducks made by Xue Yi.

The taste was so delicious that it almost overflowed, and even his tongue had to bite it off...... Barely able to make it!

Right!

Su Zifang felt that he was almost a little bit of knife work, seasoning, heat, plating, and tasting ability!

Otherwise, he is definitely a good cook!

......

Chen Guiqi didn't have the keen taste of Ma Jiang, and after eating half of his own, he put down the spoon and said with a smile: "The dish is a good dish, but it is not worthy of this wine." ”

"I've eaten steamed crab before. The Taihu crab in October is also matched with the eight-year-old daughter red, you are too bad for wine. ”

"It's better to drink it than to do this, just change it for five years!"

Chen Guiqi said and slapped his head again!

Everyone thought that he was going to fry two dishes and drink the rest of the wine, but they heard Chen Guiqi's annoyed voice.

"Oops, I forgot, I haven't prepared my daughter red for my granddaughter yet, I have to turn around!"

The surrounding chefs froze in place for a moment.

Chen Guiqi's jumping thinking doesn't look like an old man with a granddaughter at all.

And the daughter is red! The daughter is red! Isn't that all prepared by the father, this grandfather is too dedicated!

Everyone was stunned for a few seconds and then turned their attention back to the dishes that Su Zi put on.

"Brother Fang, I think it's what Master Ma said, you are really not good at knife work, and you dig a little orange...... That one...... It's not pretty. ”

"Got it, I'll dig with a carving knife next time. ”

Su Zifang silently hid the stainless steel soup spoon in his hand.

Zhao Xiaoman and Zhang Zidan tasted it, and ate all of them in line with the girl's love for fruits, and asked meaningfully: "Where did you buy the oranges?"

Su Zifang: ......

Forget it, so be it.

After telling the two of them to go to the place where they bought fruits, Su Zifang collected all the opinions of everyone just now, but Yuan Caizhe suddenly stepped aside: "Boss Su! ”

Su Zifang stopped his movements and looked at Yuan Caizhe: "Where?"

"Oranges. ”

"Oranges?"

Su Zifang didn't think that there was a problem with his dish being oranges.

Without waiting for him to continue asking, Yuan Caizhe opened his mouth to explain.

"Look at the orange you chose, the bottom is different, there are big and small. The big one at the bottom is called the female orange, and the smaller one at the bottom is the male orange, according to the general saying, the female orange is better than the male orange. ”

"And this dish should be made of navel oranges, the male oranges of navel oranges will have compound fruits, that is, a white mass of flesh inside, light and tasteless, so navel oranges are selected as female oranges in dishes. ”

"If you do it next time, you can choose a different orange and try it. ”

After saying that, he put down an orange and left slowly.

Su Zifang: ......

What kind of existence are the employees you found?

Ma Jiang is an exception and doesn't say anything.

Chen Guiqi was able to taste the eight-year-old fragrant snow wine he used in one sip, and Yuan Caizhe was able to directly point out that the gender of the orange was wrong.

Although this gender is not right, he is a little confused, but it seems that after cutting one and tasting it, he does find that the taste is different.

I am at the bottom of the silent chef echelon!

As a system owner, it's dismal to have such a lack of face!

However, it is gratifying that there is still Mu Fei with him, as the grandson of Mu Yun, the first chef in Yunnan Province, Mu Fei can be said to be a family of chefs with good roots, and his performance is the same as himself.

Who said that three generations of hard work must be better than ten years of cold windows!

Isn't he Su Zifang tied for the penultimate with Mu Fei now?

was looking at Mu Fei, Mu Fei's eyes also looked back at Su Zifang, and smiled: "Brother Fang, are you free?" My chicken bean curd is ready, do you want to help me taste it?"

"Okay!" Su Zifang walked to Mu Fei's side.

The penultimate and penultimate exchanges and discussions between Shibu and Shibu officially began.

After tasting it, Su Zifang silently put down the spoon.

[A bowl of chicken bean curd with a good taste, grade A. 】

glanced at Mu Fei, and his eyes were full of surprise that "a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes like you would actually betray the revolutionary .gif".

Su Zifang reacted at this time, as if his cooking skills had skyrocketed since Mu Fei began to ask Mu Yun for cooking experience.

Starting from the roast tail feast, several dishes in a row started from A-level, and the soup stock was S-level to crush everyone.

The strong one is like the protagonist who has picked up the old man.

But the difference is that Mu Fei really has a grandfather, and he is really a big guy.

So it seems...... Shi Bu is silent, only his own strength is the worst.

Bottom hammer!

Silently coupled with the advice Yuan Caizhe just gave, Su Zifang planned to take a rest.

All the ingredients have been used up, and it is unlikely that you can make crab stuffed oranges today, and more than a dozen portions of crab meat are dismantled in a row, which is really a bit sour.

After finishing the last few orders of his own cooking, Su Zifang planned to use the excuse of going to the bathroom to paddle and relax.

Activating the privilege of the restaurant owner to temporarily remove his dishes from the shelves, Su Zifang sneaked into the utility room and clicked on the system panel, poking at the reward dishes in Xue Yi's memories.

Red bean and plum soup.

It's a dish that looks like it's perfect for the club, but if you can learn how to make it, it seems to be very good.

Fingers slowly fall, and the picture is dark!

Story, begin!