Waiting for Shan Jian to take the steamer from the suite, Liu Mang put the soaked glutinous rice, red dates, and diced candied fruit into a small metal basin, added water, and began steaming in the steamer.

And Lin Xiao's shrimp has been finely chopped into minced meat by him, and seasoned with salt and black pepper.

"I'm looking forward to it, I don't know what kind of dishes the chef will make. Shan Jian's eyes were burning, staring at Liu Mang and Lin Xiao cooking, and he almost took a small notebook to memorize.

"Shan girl, don't report too much hope, we're just doing experiments now, and it may be very unpalatable. Lin Xiao listened to Shan Jian's words and grinned.

After steaming for about ten minutes, Liu Mang took the rice out of the steamer, scooped it into a large basin with a spoon, and spread it out to dissipate the heat.

"Lao Liu, your rice is not very cooked!" Lin Xiao, who was taking a piece of cheese and cutting it, glanced at it and said.

At a glance, the color of the rice in the pot is a little wrong, it is not soft enough, and it must still be raw.

"Well, I know. Liu Mang smiled: "You just can't cook it too well, otherwise the next process will not be completed." ”

"Really?" Lin Xiao was a little surprised.

He had already guessed that Liu Mang wanted to stuff rice into chicken wings. According to the conventional cooking method of chicken wings, it cannot be fried and fried. However, it is difficult to cook the rice again with both methods.

Next, Liu Mang stuffed the rice mixed with red dates and candied fruit into chicken wings from the knife where the bone was taken, poured some rum, took another egg white, added starch to make a paste, turned the chicken skin off the knife, and sealed it with starch paste.

"It's a good idea, once heated, the starch paste with egg whites will stick tightly to the knife edge and prevent air leakage. He Donglin praised.

"It turns out that rice is cooked with sake instead of water, which is a good idea. Lin Xiao nodded.

Rum is a Western-style sweet wine made from sugar cane, and it does not have a high alcohol content. Because the heavy alcohol is removed from the production process, the flavor of the sake is not strong, but the pleasant aroma of the sake is preserved.

"Brother Lin, I'm going to start the last process, are you ready?" Liu Mang beat the egg yolk that had just been separated into a liquid, let the chicken wings roll in it, and then brushed it with a brush with a layer of clear oil.

"Well, mine is fine too. The large pieces of cheese were changed into small pieces, and Lin Xiao pressed them into the shrimp paste, and then kneaded them into a circle.

"Then I'll get started. Liu Mang directly sent the chicken wings into the electric oven that had been preheated in the restaurant.

"It turned out to be grilled, and mine was fried. Lin Xiao took a pot, poured in salad oil, waited for the oil temperature to rise to 180 degrees, and then put his shrimp meatballs into the frying.

As soon as the shrimp meatballs come into contact with the hot oil, there is a 'squeak' sound, and a rich aroma quickly wafts through the kitchen.

"It smells so good. Although the tempura made by Tetsuya Saotome was delicious, the portion was too small to be enjoyable, and the smell of this aroma made Shan Jian feel hungry again.

Lin Xiao's shrimp meatballs were fried in a pan for about three minutes, then scooped up with a colander and cooled on the side for a second re-frying.

Liu Mang's chicken wings are still roasted in the oven, through the transparent tempered glass on the oven, you can clearly see that the chicken wings have changed, and the shape of each chicken wing is bulging and very full.

"Brother Liu, my dish is going to come out of the pot first. After the shrimp meatballs were left to dry for five or six minutes, Lin Xiao twisted the flame switch on the stove, raised the oil temperature, and put them back in for frying again.

This time, the oil temperature is around 220 degrees, and as soon as the shrimp meatballs are inserted, they make a popping sound. The balls, which were originally pale yellow in color, were stirred by the hot oil, and immediately became golden and shiny.

"Okay!" Lin Xiao's eyes were glued to the balls in the oil pot, and when he saw that the time was up, he immediately fished them up and put them on a plate.

"That's good! Oil control is very good!" Liu Mang took the chopsticks, picked up the balls, and then looked at the oil blotting paper on the plate, and let out an exclamation.

After picking up the balls, there was only a faint oil stain on the snow-white oil blotting paper. You must know that Lin Xiao's fried meatballs are more oil-absorbing, and although he is not as refreshing as Saotome Tetsuya's fried tempura, he is also very remarkable.

"Master Lin Xiao, what dipping sauce should this shrimp meatball be dipped in?" Shan Jian asked.

"No, I have already adjusted the flavor of the meatballs, and they can be eaten directly. ”

"Then I'll eat it. Shan Jian couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks.

"Well, let's eat. Now the temperature is just right. ”

Shan Jian took the lead in picking up a ball, blew it first, and then brought it to his mouth to bite it.

"Wow!" Shan Jian immediately covered his mouth and widened his eyes.

"What's wrong?" asked Liu Mang.

"Chef, taste it, this taste ......" Shan Jian chewed gently, the expression on his face was very strange, surprised, and surprised.

After listening to Shan Jian's words, Liu Mang also picked up the chopsticks, picked up the balls and put them into his mouth.

Although I have seen the production process and know that the meatballs are made of shrimp meat, its elasticity is still beyond Liu Mang's imagination.

As soon as you bite into it, the balls bounce between your teeth, and a rich milky flavor splashes out of them and squirts to all corners of your mouth.

After frying and heating up, the cheese has melted into a thick slurry, and the smooth shrimp meat gives you a rich sense of satisfaction.

It stands to reason that the cheese braised in the meatballs that have just come out of the pot should be very hot, and if you don't know it, it is likely to burn people.

However, the cheese in Lin Xiao's current balls is just right. It just melts, and it's not hot at all, which is very much in line with what Tetsuya Saotome said, the most sensitive temperature of the human tongue around 45C.

To do this, you need to be very precise about the temperature and time. Also, the outermost shell of the meatballs is burnt and fragrant, and the inner layer of meat is smooth, and it already has the feeling of 'steaming'.

"Brother Lin, if you win, my winged rice will definitely be better than your fried shrimp balls. After tasting the balls, Liu Mang said.

"Lao Liu, you won't start pretending again!" Lin Xiao didn't believe it at all.

"Really. Your fried shrimp balls are simple to make, but the skills are very outstanding, especially the grasp of the relationship between 'fried and steamed', which is already seven or eight percent similar to Master Tetsuya Saotome, and if you practice more in the future, you will definitely be able to master it thoroughly. ”

"That's right. He Donglin also nodded: "The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, but if it were me, I wouldn't be able to do it at all." ”

"Hehe, is that really the case?" Lin Xiaole said: "Lao Liu, this is not easy." I'll finally have a chance to win you. ”

"Ding~" Liu Mang was about to answer, the oven sounded, and his dishes were up to time.

"Lao Liu, bring it out and I'll taste it! Don't worry, I can't learn it once, and there will be another time." Lin Xiao rubbed his hands and said with a smile.

The chicken wings served from the baking tray were also golden in color, exuding an attractive aroma, Lin Xiao picked up the chopsticks, and before he tasted them, he just punctured the skin of one of the chicken wings, and immediately screamed.

"Lao Liu, you scold me again!"