Chapter 275: I'm a piece of pork belly

Of course, in the eyes of ordinary people, the hall is still hot, and the air is filled with the smell of food. With so many big chefs, it's hard to think about it without fragrant.

However, it seemed to Murphy that the lively hall was extremely dangerous, and he instinctively sensed that a sharp blade was rushing towards him.

"It's Situ Yu's divine sense!" he reacted immediately, quickly retracted his divine sense, and closed the Baihui acupoint.

Situ Yu's divine sense lingered above Mo Fei's head for a while, but he didn't find anything abnormal, and reluctantly took it back.

"Ding Dong!"

After the crisp sound, Mo Fei found himself upgraded again, and a text popped up in his mind:

【Host】Murphy

[Gender] male

[Age] 24 years old

【Level】 Level 4

[Experience Points] 80 points

【Physical fitness】 Level 8 (from low to high on 1-10 levels)

【Culinary Talent】Beginner Tongue Technique, Intermediate Fire Control Technique, Fresh Extraction Technique, Junior Knife Master

【Skill】Dream Kitchen Space

【Item】Gogaku Knife

[Attack] Level 7 (Can defeat Level 3 animals in the secret realm)

[Defense] Level 6 (can resist the attack of Level 3 animals in the secret realm)

【Main Task】Acquire Canghai Food Group within one year

【Rewards】 100 experience points, the title of Beginner Cuisine Master

【Side Quest】Defeat the four-star master within two years to avoid illness

【Quest Reward】He Xuanxuan

At the same time, the system released [Temporary Mission]:

Defeat all the players and earn the title of "Star of Kuding".

【Quest Rewards】None

The stingy system, this time there is no reward! But Murphy's complaint, no response from the system.

At this time, a dish of bright color and aroma was served to the judges. It's a dish that can't be overpraised: the slices of meat are bent by stir-frying, the fat parts form sockets of lamps, and when they blend well with the bean paste, the aroma is tangy, and the green and red peppers and garlic sprouts that accompany it add a refreshing flavor to the dish......

Leaving the mountains and rivers of Xishu, Cripple Chen can still come up with such a high level of cooking skills, anyone will be impressed.

Wu Xiujun, who has been focusing on innovative dishes and fusion dishes all year round, also brought out his own back pot meat, compared with Cripple Chen's, in terms of color, collocation, and heat, there is little difference.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the two dishes, and no one saw them, and Mo Fei, who was standing on the side, opened his eyes without warning. No one saw when he woke up, not even Wu Yujun, who glanced at him from time to time.

Probably because the cripple Chen and Wu Xiujun's back to the pot meat came out of the pot one after another, which attracted the attention of the audience.

By the time someone noticed Murphy, he had already unscrewed the fire, and was rubbing the piece of pork belly in his hand, as if he were playing with a precious object, and his lips kept moving, as if he were muttering something.

Someone jokingly said, "Murphy is probably praying that if the meat cooks on its own, he will save himself from making it." ”

There was immediately a burst of laughter.

Someone took it and said, "I don't think so, he is eighty percent atoning for his sins with that piece of meat, and forgive himself for not having time to let it become back to the pot." ”

There was another burst of "hahahaha" laughter, and the atmosphere of the scene became even more enthusiastic.

Yan Cuishan sat back on the chair with his buttocks, slowly relaxed his clenched fists, ignored the laughter, and said again and again: "Heh, it's good to wake up! It's good ......to wake up."

Wu Yujun's eyebrows were frowning, and his mouth was tight, I don't know if he was worried that his brother would lose to the cripple Chen, or that Mo Fei would not be able to complete the game and lose to Zhang Yunpeng.

Situ Yu cast a look, and then put his eyes on the cripple Chen and Wu Xiujun's back pot meat, he had to admit that the completion of the dishes of these two people was extremely high, and the gap was only between the two of them. I guess it's going to test the tongues of the judges.

Many people pay attention to who has the highest score, except for Wu Xiujun and the cripple Chen, who is probably waiting to see Mo Fei's jokes. Yesterday's literary exam, he shined, shocked everyone, and also whetted everyone's appetite. But in the real cooking competition, Murphy's performance seemed to be retreating.

Since his strength is not good, why bother doing this, he ruined his reputation. It's better to simply cook a dish, lose and lose, and lose brightly.

Now, Zhang Yunpeng, the opponent who challenged him, has already set the plate, and the fried bamboo shoots with bacon are about to come out of the pot.

Zhang Yunpeng's heart was full of surprises, "It's so easy to take a risk and succeed, hey! Life is sometimes so exciting, the key is whether you have the courage and courage." One day, Wu Xiujun will not be worthy of Zhang Yunpeng's shoes!"

"As for Mo Fei, I don't know who picked him up, after this meeting, I'm afraid he will go bankrupt. How could a small pond give birth to a dragon, ridiculous, ridiculous!"

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It turns out that ingredients can really be communicated!

It didn't really die, it became a lifeless piece of meat, and there was still a strong energy flowing in its flesh and blood!

It's amazing, too!

Murphy rubbed the pork belly, feeling the fluctuations of its energy, and gradually, he seemed to incarnate this piece of pork belly - 9 layers of pork belly with skin, the favorite of the supermarket aunt.

It comes from the Chinese black pig, a breed that is nearly extinct in the north and still exists in remote villages in the south. This black pig has a low lean meat percentage and a lot of fat, and has been replaced many years ago by a white hybrid pig called Yorkshire.

Mo Fei clearly felt that this Chinese black pig was born in a small village in southern China, was castrated since childhood, stocked in the mountains and wilderness, usually eats wild vegetables, wild fruits and dregs, drinks clear water in the stream, and sometimes the conditions have improved, and can also eat fermented sake lees.

Aside from being castrated, this is a very happy pig – free-range, living in a courtyard between mountains and rivers, not being injected with antibiotics, not eating feed with messy things, not living in a crowded, damp, dark pig factory.

In comparison, it lives happier than some human beings,

Most importantly, it outlived 99% of its counterparts – the pig factory counterparts rarely lived for eight months, but it lived for a year and a half. The years have given it more fat, a thicker texture, and a more attractive flavor.

Only such a black pig, its fatty pork belly is suitable for making back to the pot meat. The pig breeding pig in the pig factory, the pork belly fat is too little, and the meat is made into a pot and can not be bitten, so it is necessary to choose "two-knife meat", also known as "sitting on the tip of the buttocks", in fact, it is the hind leg meat, so that the meat can be fat but not greasy, thin but not firewood.

Like a quick movie, the life of this Chinese black pig is presented in Mo Fei's mind.

He held the pork belly in his hand and said in his mouth:

"You have contributed meat to mankind, and I will thank you with gratitude, treat you with professionalism, and spend your life with piety, so that you can live this life in vain......"

It's like fulfilling a contract with meat.

He solemnly put the pork belly into the water, as if handing over the old girl he had raised for many years to a stinky boy, and he felt a little reluctant. The meat sinks obediently to the bottom of the pot, unlike other pork belly that floats and disappears in the water.

Of course, not many people paid attention to this detail.

Blanch the whole piece of meat instead of all a few or two pieces, so that the moisture in the pork belly is locked in as much as possible. Mo Fei performed the "fire control technique", and the fire under the pot was not fierce, but it was dazzlingly white, and it was obvious that the temperature was much higher than before.

Under the high temperature, it only took 1 minute, the hot water in the pot boiled, the pork belly rolled up and down, and Mo Fei's consciousness clearly felt that the pork belly quickly changed the molecular structure of muscle, fat and protein under the transpiration of hot water.

Two minutes later, he took out the meat with his chopsticks, put it on the cutting board, and slice it with a knife despite the steam.

The Wuyue knife was very sharp, Mo Fei's fingers were close to the meat cut, and the knife was like the wind, dazzling to watch. Slices of meat as thin as cicada's wings are cut, each slice of meat being almost the same size and thick.

If you pick up a piece and look at it, you can see the figure on the other side.

The scene suddenly fell silent, and the eyes of the few people who had mocked Mo Fei before were round, as if they couldn't believe it. If at this rate, Mo Fei completed this dish of meat in the specified time, there would definitely be no problem.

Three minutes later, a piece of meat was quickly cut into a plate of slices.

Heat the pan, pour the oil, and add the bean paste......

The pork belly slices meet with the hot oil, which provokes a burst of oil smoke and the fragrance is released.

After 4 minutes, Mo Fei took out the plate and served the back pot meat.

A dish only took 4 minutes, not a single second! According to the competition, there are still more than 2 minutes left to complete the time!

"It's so fast!

"It's fast, but it's hard to say. ”

"Hmph, isn't it amazing, a man is most afraid of others complimenting him for being fast, right?"

"Uh......"