Yang Ming said in his heart: "System, can I use two hidden task rewards this time in exchange for this cooking method?"

"Host, this is a test of your chef level, the system doesn't provide any help. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The system said seriously and seriously.

Well, since the system said so, Yang Ming had no choice but to roll up his sleeves and do it himself.

Although Yang Ming's own chef level is only an entry, he doesn't think there is anything difficult about stir-frying green vegetables.

Yang Ming picked the fresh vegetables picked today, washed them in cold water, and picked off the bad parts.

After straining twice, Yang Ming put the firewood under the stove and began to burn the red iron pot.

When the dark red pattern spreads under the black pot that is as black as charcoal, Yang Ming pours the oil along the edge of the black pot, and then uses a shovel to ripple the oil away, sticking a thin layer of oil to the bottom of the pot.

At this point, the hot red bottom of the pot quickly warms up the oil, and a light oil fragrance spreads.

Taking advantage of this short gap, Yang Ming quickly crushed the garlic, washed the ginger, peeled it and flattened it, and then poured it into the pot together.

Zila!

Cracking sound!

Because they still have a little water on their bodies, as soon as they enter the red-hot black cauldron, they immediately erupt into a fierce conflict like Mars hitting the earth.

You can also see that the minced garlic at the bottom of the pot keeps jumping up and down, and it has been dyed with a yellow halo in a short time.

A strong garlic aroma mixed with ginger turned into a light smoke.

It's too late, it's too soon.

Yang Ming scooped up the basket containing the greens in one hand and quickly poured it into the pot.

Bang la la !

At this moment, when the vegetables with more water were taken out of the pot, it was almost like frying the pot, and a dense crispy sound like sprinkling beans erupted.

Yang Ming grabbed the handle of the pot in one hand and the spatula in the other, and quickly stir-fried.

The flames licked angrily under the pot, and the greens on the pot kept tumbling.

After stir-frying a few times, Yang Ming poured a bowl of water into it, then covered the pot and waited for it to simmer.

After a few minutes, a steaming hot air came out of it, and the lid on the pot kept lifting, and thick white smoke escaped from the cracks, carrying the fragrance of green vegetables mixed with garlic, filling the surroundings.

Yang Ming lifted the lid of the pot, scooped a handful of salt, stir-fried again for a while, and then poured the green vegetables into the plate.

"Master Jidi, I'm done!"

Yang Ming placed the fried vegetables in front of Chef Jidi's table.

I saw that the green vegetables were sitting quietly on it, the green ones looked very eye-catching, and with the steaming heat, a fragrance spread.

However.

Facing Yang Ming's work, Chef Ji Di didn't even look at it, and ate lunch with the other chefs.

On the dining table, there is a lot of lunch they have just made, and the colors and smells are attractive.

Yang Ming's fried vegetables are in one of them, but they are like islands in the city, and no one cares about them.

Silent.

Still silence!

No one looked at Yang Ming's cooking, let alone tasted it, as if this plate of fried greens was a pile of garbage, and the slightest glance would defile their eyes.

"Master Jidi, you should give a letter!"

Yang Ming felt hurt and asked.

Master Ji put down the chopsticks angrily, sighed slightly, raised his cold eyebrows, and made a serious expression.

"Yang Ming, where did you come from, go back. ”

"With your current cooking skills, you are not qualified to enter Yangquan Restaurant. ”

Bang!

It was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, scorching Yang Minghong's inside and out!

Boom!

Yang Ming pressed his hands on the dining table, his face was still in disbelief, "You haven't eaten yet, how do you know that I can't!"

Master Ji Di looked at Yang Ming indifferently, pointed to his nose with one hand, and said coldly: "Because of the nose!"

"Your sautéed greens are very standard, but one detail is overlooked, and that is the smell. ”

"Do you think it's okay to put some minced garlic and ginger?"

"You're wrong, you're very wrong!"

"Even so, there is still a muddy smell in the fried vegetables that cannot be ignored!"

Bang!

Master Yi's words were like a sharp arrow, and they were fiercely inserted into Yang Ming's heart!

Yang Ming didn't believe in evil, so he put his nose close to the green vegetables and kept sniffing.

Really!

In that fragrance, there is really that wisp of mud, and if you don't distinguish it carefully, it's really hard to smell.

But.

Many of the chefs of Yangquan Restaurant present smelled this muddy smell from afar!

Their noses are so extraordinary!

"This is the strength of the first store in Yangcheng, Yangquan Restaurant?" Yang Ming felt a trance and said in disbelief.

Then.

A thin palm slapped on Yang Ming's shoulder.

Yang Ming was shocked, and looked back with a silent face, it was actually the young man who wanted to trip over him before.

He had an indecent look on his face, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Look at you so pitiful, do you want me to teach you?"

"But!" he smiled slyly, "you'll have to teach me how to teleport." ”

Yang Ming shook his head, "I really can't teach you that." ”

"That's right. The young man's big eyes rolled, and he suddenly thought of an idea, "Then if you promise me to use your ability to help me do something, I will teach you how to pass the test." ”

"Ahem!" Master Jidi glanced at the boy, "Shiro, I'm still here!"

Shiro had a dead pig on his face that was not afraid of boiling water, "What are you afraid of, anyway, I just told him the reason." ”

"Didn't the little master master be cheated by you back then!"

"Ahem!"

When Shiro mentioned the little master, everyone coughed one after another, a little shameless.

After all, the little master was so dazzling that the light of all the chefs was overshadowed by him.

It's a pity that since a year ago, there has been no news of the little master, only his apprentice Shiro returned to Yangquan Restaurant, but he was silent about the whereabouts of the little master.

Yang Ming thought about it left and right, anyway, he didn't lose anything in this matter, "Okay, as long as you don't do anything that violates my principles, I'll help you." ”

"So, deal!" Shiro laughed, like a little fox, with a hint of cunning flashing in his eyes.

Afterwards, Shiro told the smell of the mud in the greens.

"These vegetables are usually irrigated by water from the Pearl River. ”

"The places where the Pearl River flows through are mostly red acidic soils, and they carry a lot of soil along the way. ”

"Therefore, no matter how much you wash these greens with water, or remove them with minced garlic and ginger, there will still be a muddy smell in them. ”

Shiro shrugged, looking helpless, "I'm sorry, I can only tell you this, otherwise I will be taught a lesson by Master Jidi." ”

Yang Ming's expression was quite solemn, "Since this is the case, how did the chef of Yangquan Restaurant get rid of this fishy smell?"

"If others can do it, I will definitely be able to!"

Yang Ming clenched his fists and cheered himself up.