Before today, no one would have thought that there would be a chef who would use such a strange door fixture so superbly, seeing Zhou Dong use the fixture to put the tempura into the oil pot, and the beautiful sound of 'Zizi' sounded, many people believed the fantastic scene in front of them.

You don't need to use your hands, it turns out that it can be done so naturally and so coordinated!

Shang Lao looked at Zhou Dong, and the smile in his eyes deepened,

This young man is very fond of him.

Cang Yun couldn't help but take another half step forward, half of her head was almost poking into the oil pot, she wanted to see clearly how Zhou Dong used the clamp to repair the 'tempura clothes'!

If this step is not done well, no matter how dazzling the previous technique is, it is just a show off, if this step is done well, it is a real magic stroke and a master craftsman!

"How can this be!"

Cang Yun's face suddenly changed.

Whether it is the god of tempura in the island country, or her new generation of oily hands, when frying tempura, they only try to ensure that the action is as gentle as possible, the repair is immediate, and the heat is compared.

But in addition to these three points, Zhou Dong has one more technique!

When she fried tempura, she was afraid that improper movements would cause serious damage to the tempura's clothes, and she always made it a subtraction, and she also thought that this was the great wisdom of the way of food.

But what Zhou Dong did was actually addition, the technique before entering the pot was dazzling enough, and after entering the pot, the complexity of the technique made people wonder if this kid had obsessive-compulsive disorder? I heard that he was sick, but he was not sick yet, okay?

Zhou Dong's two fingers holding the back handle of the clamp trembled slightly, sometimes like an angry eagle soaring into the air, sometimes like a small bird falling quietly on a branch, the two seemingly slender silver clamps bent and trembled, but the two trembling clips at the front end were always able to control the tempura in the oil pot.

In just a second or two after the tempura was put into the pot, two silver clips as thin as cicada wings were several times more sensitive than human hands, and they turned into a streamer in this oil pot, gently drawing a circle from the shrimp tail, shrimp body, to the shrimp head.

Although the hot oil was pervasive and could not be isolated by these two clips alone, his swift stroke smoothed out the agitation process that the tempura had to go through after it was put into the pot.

The moment when any pasta enters the oil pan is the most vibrating and intense, although the sound of 'zila' is wonderful, but also because the ingredients are cold and watery, when they enter the pot, the surrounding of the ingredients will inevitably stir up countless oil flowers, and after two or three seconds, these boiling oil flowers will gradually calm down.

Zhou Dong relied on the precise control of the fixture to smooth out the oil splashes that boiled for the first time with the front end clip, which shortened the process by one second.

Don't underestimate this second, as the damage to the tempura will be much less!

Cang Yun is a master of this way, so naturally he understood Zhou Dong's intentions in an instant,

At the same time, some famous white case experts also gradually understood, and they all looked at Zhou Dong, with mixed feelings in their hearts, they just wanted to deviate, with the old businessman, how could they rely on the backdoor relationship to promote Team Leader Zhou?

"Hmph, I'd like to see how you mend tempura clothes!"

Cang Yun must admit that Zhou Dong's technique is exquisite, looking through the slightly surging oil flowers, Zhou Dong's tempura clothes are indeed lightly damaged, but now it has been in the oil pot for nearly two seconds, and if it is not repaired, when the tempura clothes are completely finalized, it will be too late to repair it, no matter how wonderful the early technique is, the last tempura out of the pot is just an ordinary product.

This kid's fixture is good, from receiving the tempura into the pot, to setting the oil and reducing the loss, the technique can be called perfect, and even so perfect that she has a little itchy hands, and I feel that if I go out now to complete the second half of the fried tempura, I will definitely be able to join hands with Zhou Dong to make the most perfect tempura.

From then on, this exquisitely conceived delicacy that indeed represents the highest level of fried food should be given a different name, after all, the name tempura does not look like it came from my Huaxia, even if its roots are in Huaxia, but how many people can know it?

You must know that Russia and Smecta at the banquet of the four countries are also very fond of fried food, the old Russian place is very cold, and delicious fried food can bring them the calories they need; Smecta will definitely not be able to eat kimchi all year round, fried chicken is their famous dish; not to mention the island country......

There are countless Chinese cuisines, and the number of delicacies is as deep as the sea, it should not be difficult to win the chefs of these countries, but if you can't convince them of their favorite fried food, it will not be a complete victory, it is really a fly in the ointment!

In fact, this is also the reason why Yan Lao said that she came to the country to feast on the white case team, that is, to stabilize the countries in terms of fried food, so that they can talk about food in the future, only respect China!

However, even Yan Lao didn't expect that Cang Yun challenged with fried food, and Zhou Dong actually responded with fried food as well, which was really lively as if it was a pot of boiling oil.

Cang Yun had just moved his mind here, and saw Zhou Dong's two fingers clasped slightly, and when the silver light flashed, the tempura in the oil pot actually left the oil surface, and he used a clamp to pick up a small half foot high!

What, when he was frying something, he dared to leave the oil halfway! This, this is a big taboo!

Cang Yun's face changed when he saw it, what was this kid doing!

The moment the tempura flew up, Zhou Dong's eyes seemed to be the most sophisticated advanced black technology, and he had instantly located several damaged positions of the tempura clothes, and with a wave of his left hand, he scooped some egg noodle liquid with a small spoon, but it was splashed on the top of the oil pot!

"It's ......"

Cang Yun was already completely confused, is this going to 'commit suicide'? If these egg noodle liquid fall into the oil pot, the pot of oil will be directly destroyed, if it is an ordinary chef or will not care, but in the eyes of a chef of her level, this is an unforgivable mistake!

The two pieces of silver light that the clamp was phantom held the tempura, just to meet the spilled egg liquid, Cang Yun couldn't imagine how Zhou Dong did it, and what kind of method he meowed, the spilled egg noodle liquid did not splash around, but was pulled into a long 'silk thread' across the top of the oil pot, and the silver-wrapped tempura miraculously turned gently, wrapping this 'silk thread' around the 'body'......

Until Zhou Dong spilled all the egg noodle liquid was sucked away by the tempura, and not even a drop fell into the oil pot.

"Is this true?

Was it real life that I was frying tempura, or was it a rather mystical dream?"

Cang Yun subconsciously bit the tip of her tongue, it really hurts.

It's true, this perverted brat, he ...... He's so perverted!

Cang Yun saw very clearly, after the tempura returned to the oil pot again, the damage on the tempura clothes before had been completely repaired, and Zhou Dong's hand was so beautiful to repair the oil away, using the high heat of the tempura, directly in the air for the tempura to repair and shape, flawless, seamless!

That's right, only seamless can describe this kid's technique, and for a moment Cang Yun was suddenly a little lost, is there really no meaning for the Cang family's Qiankun to enter the oil hand?