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Fan Fangming took a light breath and gently stirred the soup with a spoon, and his heart was also full of regret. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The reason why this soup was made was also a last resort, and during the turmoil in the early years, a mouthful of soup that had been passed down for 200 years and never went out could not be taken away, and it was destroyed in one fell swoop.

Now there is also an old soup in the kitchen, which has never been extinguished day and night for decades, and every day Fan Fangming will add fresh beef vertebrae and thigh bones to it, but the heat is not enough after all, and it cannot reach the taste of the more than 100-year-old soup.

"Click!"

A dense and compact knife sound sounded, Fan Fangming's wrist was extremely flexible, the kitchen knife seemed to turn into the edge of his arm, and countless seasonings were chopped.

The sound of the kitchen knife slicing on the board is like a beautiful piece of music, with a strong sense of rhythm, rather than the kind of noise that makes people feel disgusted to listen to.

A box the size of an egg was carefully pulled out of the cupboard, and the tightly sealed lid was lifted, revealing dozens of roasted tea leaves inside.

"I'm bleeding a lot this time!" Fan Fangming twitched at the corner of his mouth, a little painful, took out five pieces of tea from the egg-sized box, thought about it and took out one more.

This tea is not simple, it is taken from the tea leaves on the mother trees of the big red robe in Wuyi Mountain, which ordinary people have never seen, let alone drink it.

This tea is also after making a table of dishes for a high-powered person, and asking the other party to give one or two superb Dahongpao tea as meal money.

It is not precious on weekdays, and only when you meet a big happy event is you willing to take it out to make tea.

I took out a good purple clay pot, put the tea leaves into it, poured hot water, and the tea leaves were full of relaxation.

A few thin slices of tea wafted on the water, and a fresh fragrance came to the nostrils, but just a few tea leaves rendered the whole pot of water green.

Three minutes later, the fragrance of tea overflowed, and Fan Fangming came over but poured the tea.

Add boiling water to the pot again, and after a few minutes again, Fan Fangming came to the stove with the purple clay pot and poured the tender green tea into the soup.

A few slices of tea were also pinched out by Fan Fangming, gently crushed with a wooden stick, and added to the dipping saucer, which made people scratch their heads.

Fan Fangming carried this soup pot and came to the box of Beifeng and others, and the slices of meat as thin as cicada wings were full of light transmission and were carefully placed on the plate.

Beifeng's eyes lit up, and he deserved to be professional-level, but this appearance looked very extraordinary! I don't know how much better it was than what I did.

Impatiently, Beifeng waited for the old man to clean up the table, lit the stove, and put a piece of fish fillet into the soup pot, stirring gently.

It was only ten seconds later, Fan Fangming suddenly said, "It's ready, it's ready to eat, the meat will get old after too long." ”

Beifeng didn't care about what Fan Fangming said, and the old god was stirring the chopsticks.

"Young man, you're already old when you do this, how can you eat it?" Fan Fangming frowned, and his voice raised slightly.

This meat has passed through your own hands, so you naturally understand its material, it is extremely tender and elastic, and it is sliced as thin as paper by yourself, and it only takes ten seconds to eat it when you put it in the pot, and it will affect the taste of the meat after this time.

Beifeng didn't speak, just picked up the fish fillet, put it in front of the old man's eyes, and then put it in the pot again and stirred.

"How is it possible? How can such a thin slice of meat not be cooked, no! Not to mention cooked, there is not even a change in color!" This glance made Fan Fangming begin to doubt his life, the paper-thin slices of meat have not changed in the slightest for half a minute in boiling water with a temperature of more than 90 degrees!

In an instant, several thoughts flashed through Fan Fangming's mind, I might have made a fake dish? I might have made a fake chef...

Fan Fangming, who didn't believe in evil, also put a piece of fish meat into the soup pot himself, "Ten, nine... One, it's time!" Fan Fangming muttered in his mouth, and then picked up the fish fillet and put it in front of his eyes, the still pink color of the fish fillet was like a big slap, and he exhaled fiercely in the face.

The other two were also interested, and one of them picked up a piece of fish fillet and put it in the soup pot, and it took a full three minutes for the north wind to pick up the fillet.

At this point, the fillets have curled up together, exuding a jade-like luster, and a little milky white soup rolls on top.

Beifeng puts the fillets in a dipping saucer and gently drags them before putting them in your mouth.

It is still the ultimate deliciousness, but the difference is the fragrance of countless wild mushrooms, coupled with the faint fragrance of tea, which is perfectly combined with the deliciousness of the fish fillet itself, which makes people want to stop.

"Not bad! The delicious fish has been processed by top chefs, and the taste has been improved by at least half percent!" After Beifeng swallowed it, his mouth was fragrant, and the faint fragrance of tea lingered between his lips and teeth, and it never dissipated for a long time.

Don't underestimate this half-percent improvement, it is an incomparably delicious ingredient in itself, and it is even more difficult to take a step closer, when Beifeng uses the flesh and blood of the Moyu Snow Dragon King to cook, he doesn't even fully bring out the deliciousness of the ingredients themselves.

Then the north wind directly took the plate with the fish fillets, and put all the fish fillets into the pot, otherwise the slices of blanched fish will not be eaten in two or three hours for a meal!

Three minutes is not a long time, nor is it short, at least for the three people who are waiting, it feels like a long time has passed when they smell the fragrance in their noses.

"It's finally cooked!" Fan Fangming's eyes lit up, looking at the fish fillets that had turned white and tender, and his heart was full of anticipation.

Gently put the fillet in the mouth, without dipping seasoning, for the top chef, when tasting the food, it is more about tasting the original taste of the ingredients.

"This?! It's incredible!"

It's just that as soon as the fish fillet was put in his mouth and touched the taste buds, an indescribable delicacy burst out on Fan Fangming's tongue, making Fan Fangming shiver.

Then take a gentle bite, the fillet is smooth and tender, full of elasticity, and after two gentle chews, it turns into a cold and slides down the throat.

", don't you just eat a fish fillet? As for the performance, is it so exaggerated?"

Xuan Si and Zheng Xuan looked stunned, looking at Fan Fangming, who had his eyes closed and a happy smile on his face, and complained.

The wonderful experience of ice and fire is like riding a roller coaster, making Fan Fangming feel as if he has fallen from heaven to hell for a while, and then broke through the obstacles from hell and saw the light again!

"You're right, compared to the ingredients you provide, the ingredients in my store are not worth mentioning. ”

Putting down the chopsticks, Fan Fangming said solemnly to the north wind, his expression full of loneliness.