"By the way, is this 'Wellington steak' a French dish?" Liu Mang turned on the oven and fed the puff pastry steak into it.

It is an English dish that is said to commemorate the Duke of Wellington, who defeated Napoleon at the Battle of Waterloo in 1815. Lin Xiao replied.

"I don't know much about Western cooking, most of it comes from books and TV, how many cuisines are there?" asked Liu Mang.

"There are not many cuisines, don't look at a large area of Europe, dozens of countries, in fact, except for French food and Italian food, there is no decent food in other places. Lin Xiao paused: "By the way, there is also Turkey, their barbecue is also a bit of a doorway." ”

"What about French cuisine, how do you get started if you want to learn it?"

"Beginners? Usually you start with sauces. In Western food, sauces are as essential as our seasonings, and almost every star chef has a unique recipe. Such as white sauce, hollandaise sauce, ketchup, etc. Lin Xiao explained.

"Anyway, there is still some time before the competition, and during this time, how about you teach me some basic dishes of Western cooking?"

"Wow! It's a great honor to be a chef to the God of Cooking!" Lin Xiao laughed.

After the puff pastry steak had been in the oven for fifteen minutes, Liu Mang put on asbestos gloves and took it out.

The outer layer of puff pastry has turned yellow, and the butter added to the inside has been heated, and a rich milky aroma wafts through the small kitchen.

"Here, let's see how I grilled this steak. Liu Mang took a dinner knife and divided the steak into small pieces.

"No, you added something else to it?" Lin Xiao picked up a piece and put it into his mouth: "I feel that the juice is richer than the one I roasted just now, and the taste is smoother and tenderer." ”

"Well, this. Liu Mang picked up a kiwi from the board and shook it: "Just now, while you weren't paying attention, I squeezed some juice on it." ”

"It's no wonder that fruits contain enzymes that speed up the breakdown of protein molecules. Lin Xiao licked his lips.

"I don't know if it's because of my taste, but this steak made in a purely Western way is not particularly perfect. Liu Mang also cut a piece of beef and tasted it.

"Although the skin locks in the moisture of the beef, the beef is not marinated beforehand, and even after acid removal and proofing, the taste is still a little rough. And the skin only plays the role of a wrap, and cannot be integrated with the flavor of the beef itself. ”

"You're right. Lin Xiao nodded: "The taste of foreigners is like this, whether it is meat or vegetables, they all like the original taste." This 'Wellington steak' is pretty good. Do you know Denmark's national dish, the Devil's Sun? ”

"I don't know, let's talk about it. ”

"Roughly this is done by chopping fresh beef into a meat sauce and mixing it with chopped herbs to make a meat ball, which is topped with a raw egg yolk and spooned to eat. ”

"Is the meat raw?"

"Well, raw. ”

"Isn't this the same raw horse meat that Ida took me to eat the last time I went to Toei? Thinly sliced and dipped in wasabi sauce? ”

"A matter of ideology. Lin Xiao forked the last piece of beef on the plate into his mouth: "So, don't worry too much about how to cater to those judges, just follow your own taste." ”

"I understand. Liu Mang opened the crisper brought by Lin Xiao and took out the last steak: "In this way, I'll improve this 'Wellington steak' according to my own method, and you can taste it again." ”

"No problem. ”

This time, Liu Mang did not directly wrap the meat steak into the puff pastry, but spread it flat on the cutting board and beat it carefully with the back of a knife.

Lin Xiao held a wine glass in his hand, sat on the stainless steel desk, and watched with interest.

After beating the steak for a while, Liu Mang sprinkled the large salt grains, squeezed the juice of the kiwi fruit in, and then gently rubbed it with his hands.

"If I had to do it exactly as I thought I would, I would have beaten it to loosen the meat and let the flavor penetrate completely. ”

"Lao Liu, you are right, 'Wellington Steak' uses beef shoulder, if it is not processed, it is indeed difficult to taste. Lin Xiao agreed.

After kneading the beef for a while, Liu Mang wrapped the prepared puff pastry, cut out a diamond-shaped pattern on it, and sent it to the oven again.

"Brother Lin, the world chef god last time was Paul Bocuse, right? Will he come again this time?"

"Not sure. Lin Xiao thought for a moment: "After all, he is over 80 years old, and he is a little overwhelmed, I estimate that he will send his own students to participate." ”

"Aaron Basard?" Liu Mang remembered the French bearded man who participated in "Chef God Battle" last time.

"Bocuse has a lot of students. Almost half of the culinary scene in France has apprenticed under him, not necessarily Bassad. ”

"Is Bocuse good?"

"Very powerful!" Lin Xiao nodded affirmatively: "If there is another person in this world who can match you in cooking, I will not hesitate to say Bocuse." ”

Speaking of this, Lin Xiao added: "Bocuses is not only a great cook, but also an excellent talent. In addition to having the MOF title (Best Artisan in France). He is also a Chef for Life by Le Cordon Bleu and a SET certified Master Sommelier of Black Gold. ”

"SET certified black gold taster?" At this moment, Liu Mang was a little surprised.

Li Ruonan once said to Liu Mang a long time ago that with his taste and smell talents, it is more than enough to take the test for a foreign senior taster, but if you want to win the title of 'black gold taster', the difficulty is comparable to winning the championship of the World Chef God Competition.

Because in foreign countries, there are no more than ten tasters in the world who can be crowned with the title of black gold, and each of them is a leader whose sense of taste and smell far exceeds that of ordinary people.

And the influence of black gold tasters on the wine industry cannot be ignored. Even many Bordeaux vintners don't know how to price their wines until the black gold taster scores them.

"How's that?

"It's really good. Liu Mang replied honestly.

By the way, the old man Bocuse is still "old and strong" and has married three wives. That's what I admire most about him. Lin Xiao squeezed his eyes at Liu Mang and said.

"Isn't it a violation of the marriage law?" Liu Mang muttered.

"Who knows!" Lin Xiao laughed.

"Ding!" At this time, the oven made a crisp sound, and it was time for Liu Mang's steak to be grilled.

"You try it again and see how the steak is grilled this time. Liu Mang brought the baking tray to the board and handed over a sharp knife.

"Hmm...... The skin is crispy and the beef is tender!This is the best 'Wellington steak' I've ever had!"