"There are thousands of mansions in Ande, and the poor people in the world are happy?" The man in front of him exuded a strong self-confidence, which made him full of unique charm, as dazzling as the sun.

"Are you...... You're a chef...... Liu ......" Hu Zhiqing was in a trance, and a person suddenly popped up in her mind, and she couldn't help but exclaim.

"Do you recognize it?" Liu Mang was stunned for a moment.

"Of course, I've been following you since the Chef God Competition, I'm your number one fan!" Hu Zhiqing's face was full of excitement: "Although you wear eyes, messy hair, and a special beard, your voice and demeanor will not change!"

"Okay. Liu Mang rubbed his hair stupidly: "I thought it was well hidden, but I didn't expect it to be recognized." ”

"Master Liu Mang, why do you want to open a small shop here?" Hu Zhiqing moved a seat to get closer to Liu Mang, and asked.

"I have my business to do, can you keep it secret for me?" Liu Mang replied.

"Then, you have a store here, does anyone else know about it besides me?"

"No one knows except my two best friends. Liu Mang replied while smearing the duck paws on the grill with maltose.

"Really?"

"It's more real than real money. ”

"That's good. Hu Zhiqing sneered: "I won't be stupid enough to tell others." It's nice to have a little secret that belongs to you. ”

"Okay, it's a word. Liu Mang turned over the roasted duck palm clip with chopsticks: "Today is my treat." ”

After being roasted with maltose, the sugar melts on the intestines that wrap the duck's feet, leaving the intestines golden and brilliant, like rice stalks in an autumn field.

"Hehe, the chef is in for a treat, I'm looking forward to it!" Hu Zhiqing rubbed her hands, and her eyes smiled into two crescents.

"Is anyone there?" At this time, the wooden door was pushed open from the outside, and Huang Guanghui, who gave Liu Mang a bronze medal in the morning, walked in.

"Welcome. ”

"Mr. Huang, you came just in time, Liu ...... Well, the boss is cooking. Hu Zhiqing said with a smile.

"Boss, it really saddens me that you rejected me today. Huang Guanghui walked into the shop, looked up and down, and then sat down in front of the bar: "Oh, I may be the first star awarder to be rejected by Michelin." ”

"I'm sorry......" Liu Mang raised his head: "But Michelin is really not suitable for me." ”

"That's right. Hu Zhiqing nodded: "Michelin's judging method is not suitable for Chinese food at all, and the boss is right to reject you." ”

"Uh...... Miss Hu, how can you ......" Huang Guanghui touched his nose a little embarrassed.

"My dish is almost ready, do you want one from Mr. Huang?" Liu Mang interjected.

"What dish?"

"Yokoyama duck foot piercing. ”

"Of course, I'm here to taste your craftsmanship, boss. Huang Guanghui smiled dryly.

"Okay, please wait a minute, it'll be right away. ”

Because of the trouble in making this dish, Liu Mang grilled all the duck paws wrapped today. If someone orders a dish, it only needs to be slightly heated again without affecting the final taste of the dish.

The roasted duck paws were put into a small dish and sent to Hu Zhiqing and Huang Guanghui respectively, and Liu Mang sent two pairs of disposable plastic gloves by the way: "Two, please use it slowly." ”

"This dish ......," Huang Guanghui said, looking at the duck paw on the plate.

As a Michelin star awarder, although Huang Guanghui does not run around the world like those food reviewers, tasting delicious food everywhere, he has eaten a lot of dishes, but today is the first time he has seen this dish.

"The duck's paws tied with straw are so interesting. He thought to himself.

Huang Guanghui put on gloves and pinched the duck paws, preparing to untie the duck intestines tied on them.

"What are you doing?" Liu Mang, who was turning around to go to the back kitchen, happened to see Huang Guanghui's movements.

"Eat. Huang Guanghui said in surprise.

"That's not how my duck paws are eaten. Eat it with the duck intestines on top. Liu Mang said.

"Duck intestines?" Huang Guanghui was stunned: "I thought it was straw." ”

"Ah, I thought it was straw too. Hu Zhiqing, who also pinched a duck paw, was also stunned: "This is too similar to straw." ”

Indeed, the duck intestines tied to the duck's paws, after being roasted and shrunk, and then coated with maltose, are really exactly like fresh straw, and they can't be distinguished without looking closely.

"Do you want to eat like this?" Huang Guanghui squeezed the duck paw, looked at it carefully, and then asked.

"Well, that's right, put it in your mouth and chew it together. Liu Mang nodded.

Huang Guanghui listened to Liu Mang's words, grabbed the duck paw, stuffed it directly into his mouth, and chewed it.

As soon as you bite into it, the duck intestines wrapped in the duck's paws break between the teeth, and the rich sauce contained in it immediately overflows from the wrapped duck paws, moisturizing Huang Guanghui's mouth and taste buds.

The duck intestines crunch in the mouth, with an obvious crispy feeling, and the taste is sweet and fresh, and it is very chewy.

Chewing again, my teeth bit into the duck liver that was wrapped in it. After the duck liver is marinated, it has a strong brine aroma. The taste is very delicate, the taste is salty and fragrant, and there is a feeling of powder.

After biting through the duck intestines and duck liver, the teeth finally touched the innermost layer of the duck's paws. The duck palm has no bones, and after more than four hours of marinating in brine, the taste is rotten and soft, and the rich collagen in it is separated, giving people a slimy feeling on their tongues.

These three different flavors are both independent and integrated, and the combination of the brine flavor and the sweetness of the maltose outside really makes people want to chew and chew again.

"It's delicious! It's delicious!" Huang Guanghui praised loudly: "No wonder those food reviewers want to award the bronze medal of Michelin to you, the boss." ”

"Uncle, you can eat it, don't mention Michelin again, okay?" Hu Zhiqing, who had already finished nibbling on a duck paw and was sucking the bones hard, glanced at Huang Guanghui and said.

"Uh...... Uncle?" Hu Zhiqing's title made Huang Guanghui almost stumble, and he muttered in a low voice: "Actually, I'm only 29 years old this year, although I look a little anxious, but I can't be called an uncle." ”

"Boss, do you have any special ingredients in your duck palms, and why are they so delicious? Hu Zhiqing grabbed another duck paw and asked.

"yes, I guess, it's got to be top-of-the-line foie gras, right?" Huang Guanghui also said.

"If you think too much, it's just ordinary duck liver. Liu Mang smiled: "What a good chef really needs is to give full play to the characteristics of the ingredients themselves, and make the best taste through reasonable matching." As for whether the ingredients are rare or expensive, it doesn't really matter. ”

Speaking of this, Liu Mang added: "This is also the characteristic of Chinese cuisine, and you can always find the fun in the white snow and the lower riba in the spring and snow." Is it true that being on top is a real delicacy?"

"Is it really good food to be on top?" I seem to understand something...... Huang Guanghui nodded, thoughtful.