But this sentence was still heard by Liu Mang, and after glancing at the expression on the face of Kanejiro's assistant in Kanemoto, he knew that this was by no means a good word. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Liu Mang put down his chopsticks, picked up the towel on the table and wiped his mouth: "Jiro-kun, please translate." ”

"This ......" Jiro Ida squeaked: "This gentleman said...... He said Chinese food was very tasty. ”

"Honestly, it's okay. Liu Mang stared at Jiro Ida's eyes and said lightly.

"Well, he said that Chinese chefs can't make eel rice like this at all. Jiro Ida shrugged his shoulders and replied helplessly.

"Really?" Liu Mang's eyes narrowed, and his face turned cold.

No matter how others criticize him, it's okay to suspect him, Liu Mang's heart is not stingy to that extent.

But if it insults his motherland, it will be a big taboo for him, and this field must be recovered, because it is about the dignity of a Chinese chef.

"You tell him, just say I can show them the craftsmanship of a Chinese chef. ”

"This ...... This is not good, Liu Mangjun. Jiro Ida looked a little embarrassed.

"Translate it literally!" Liu Mang's tone became stiff: "Don't change a word!"

"Okay. Ida Jiro seemed to be angry when he saw Liu Mang, so he could only translate his words literally.

"Nani ?!!!" After listening to Jiro Ida's translated words, Kanejiro's assistants in Kanemoto all clamoured.

"I'm sorry, Liu Mangjun. It's my apprentice who is too rude!" Kanjiro Kanemoto glared at his assistant, then bowed deeply: "Personally, I like Chinese food very much, and I don't think it's worse than Toei cuisine." ”

"Mr. Kanamoto, I don't mean to offend, but some things still have to be told by facts, are you right?" Liu Mang stood up and fastened the two buttons on his shirt.

"Yes, we just want to try the craftsmanship of the Chinese chef. Kanejiro Kanemoto pondered for a moment and nodded.

Although he was polite on the surface, Kanejiro Kanemoto still didn't look down on this young Chinese man in his heart, and he doubted his ability.

"Please, Liu Mangjun!" Kanejiro's assistant said as he pulled open the door of the counter at the bar and stretched out his hand.

Liu Mang walked in and came to Noda Yan's back kitchen.

Unlike Chinese kitchens, Noda Iwa's kitchen is very small, and it doesn't have the big stove that Chinese people are frying.

However, Liu Mang is going to finish this eel rice dish by grilling it today, so it will not affect his performance.

"As long as we have the materials in the kitchen, Liu Mangjun can be used at will. Kanjiro Kanemoto said, holding his arm.

In Kanejiro's view, cooking is a sacred art that takes decades of polishing to appreciate its true taste.

At the age of twenty-five, at the age of Noda Iwa, he was still learning how to wring towels for guests, and he was still working hard to get the title of 'craftsman'.

Liu Mang walked to the aquarium next to the kitchen, grabbed a few eels of about two catties from it, put them in a wooden basin, and prepared to start slaughtering.

Although Liu Mang had never handled eels before, he knew that the method of slaughtering eels was similar.

They are all driven into the head with sharp nails to prevent struggle, and then the knife is cut from the back, close to the spine bone in the eel's body, remove the internal organs, and then slice the main spine.

"Is this Chinese used to specialize in slaughtering eels in China?" Kanjiro Kanemoto secretly smacked his tongue when he saw Liu Mang's skillful movements.

There is a very crucial step in slaughtering the eel, that is, the knife that sticks to the spine bone, which must be done in one go without stopping.

Because only in this way will the main spines in the eel's body not break, and let the fine spines remain in the meat, affecting the taste.

And now Liu Mang's movements are simply as fast as lightning, without any pause. With a flash of the knife in his hand, the eel nailed to the wooden board was neatly divided into two halves, as if it had been practiced countless times without the slightest hesitation.

In the case of Kanejiro Kanemoto, he can only do it when he is in his forties and at the peak of his state.

Now that he is old, his hands are shaking, and the usual work of slaughtering eels is done by his apprentices.

Liu Mang slaughtered the eel, then cut it into small pieces one finger wide and two finger long, then washed the handle, and walked to the kitchen where the ingredients were placed and picked up.

"Well, that's good. Liu Mang opened the jar of seasoning and sniffed it.

The jar was filled with salt, which was fluffy like snowflakes and smelled faintly of seawater when you got closer.

Perilla Sea Salt - This kind of salt Liu Mang had seen the village house Erxiong use it before, but he didn't expect to meet it here.

Liu Mang chose some sea salt, scooped a little steamed rice from the wooden basin next to him, and began to prepare for cooking.

"Hey, what is he going to do here?" Kanejiro Kanemoto said in surprise after seeing Liu Mang marinate the eel segments and then wrap them in rice.

Traditionally, the eel is steamed on top of rice, and the umami inside the eel has penetrated into the rice, and then the eel is taken out and grilled separately.

And now looking at Liu Mang's practice, it seems that he is preparing to make seaweed sushi, treating the eel as seaweed, wrapping the rice inside, and forming small rolls.

Liu Mang wrapped the eel in rice and rolled it into small rolls, skewered it with a bamboo skewer, and then took a little bit of kabayaki sauce and prepared to start grilling.

Kabayaki sauce is a unique sauce made by boiling soy sauce, miso, sugar, honey, etc., and has a sweet and salty taste, making it perfect for grilling.

Each bamboo skewer is skewered with two pieces of eel rolled into a ball, and after being grilled over a charcoal fire, the color of the eel quickly turns from white to yellow, making a squeaky sound.

"It's funny! This Chinese can't help himself, can eel rice still be done like this?" one of Kanejiro's assistants scoffed.

"Traditional eel rice has to be steamed and then grilled to bring out the umami in the eel. What this Chinese do now, wait until the eel has been grilled, and the umami has certainly not penetrated into the rice. Another assistant also said.

"Can Liu Mangjun really make dishes that can amaze Chef Kanemoto? You must know that he is now facing the 'God of Eels' in our Dongying, and he has been concentrating on making eel rice for decades, and his taste is not ordinary picky. ”

Jiro Ida has a somewhat complicated mood, from the perspective of a friend, of course he hopes that Liu Mang can win, but from the position of Dongying people, he doesn't want the cuisine of his country to be compared to others.

"Cut! Who is our boss? You haven't eaten his barbecued meat skewers, that's really delicious!" Five eyes and nostrils erupted two breaths, and replied viciously.

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Liu Mang ignored these voices, but concentrated on flipping the eel skewers in his hand, and had already entered the realm of hopelessness.

As early as the Chef God Competition, Liu Mang proved his attainments on the way to the fire with the 'charcoal grilled lamb skewers'.

Today, he doesn't mind trying again, let these Dongying people see what a real great power is without borders!

The eel skewers rotated rapidly in Liu Mang's hands, and the charcoal fire under forced out the fat in the eel meat, dripping on the charcoal fire in the furnace, and bursts of green smoke came out, and a strong fragrance gradually emanated.