"Isn't it, dumplings can still do this?" Seeing Liu Mang rolling the dumpling skin, the onlookers let out bursts of exclamations. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Unlike when everyone usually makes dumplings, Liu Mang's current practice is to gently flatten the dough first, then stack several pieces together and roll them out together with a rolling pin.

Not only is it faster, but the rolled out dumpling wrappers are also more even, with the same thickness and size, which is eye-opening.

Not only that, when Liu Mang rolled out the dough and wrapped it, he was even more shocked.

As soon as the dough is placed on the left hand, the chopsticks that pick the filling with the right hand are welcomed. With a slight fist of his left hand, a dumpling immediately popped out of his hand and landed on the board, like a butterfly in flight, more like a snowflake falling in the air.

"I was right, this young man is amazing. Jiro Kobashi nodded again and again: "I didn't expect that after practicing cooking skills to the extreme, I still have such ornamentality, it's incredible!"

"He's fast, he's a robot, how can he be so fast, I can't even see his movements!" the man in the suit had a long mouth, and his face was incredulous.

"He's too handsome, he's a magician!"

"Yes, so handsome! It's the first time I've seen someone make dumplings with such a cool action, and it's just beyond my imagination. ”

"Kyoko, I'll ask for his phone number later, I wonder if it will be successful?" A beautiful girl in a kimono covered her mouth with a blush on her face.

"Hmph, don't rob me, I'll ask for it too!" The girl who spoke at the beginning was wearing a dress, with short hair, and waved her little fist fiercely, looking cute and cute.

"It's just a façade! The essence of food is its taste, not acrobatics like a clown!" Seeing that everyone's eyes were attracted by the Chinese kid opposite, Hideo Fukuda said sourly to the assistant next to him.

"Master Fukuda is right, what's the use of looking good? In the end, it depends on the taste, and when our rice balls come out, they will definitely be surprised!" one of Fukuda's assistants chimed in.

However, although he said this, his eyes still involuntarily glanced towards Liu Mang, and when he heard the exclamations of the people in the hall, his face showed an expression of envy.

"It's really good! I can still do this cooking, and when I get home after work, I can practice it secretly without letting the chef know." ”

"Alright! done!" Liu Mang sighed and rubbed his hands.

Rows of wrapped dumplings were neatly placed on the board, like soldiers waiting to be reviewed.

"Little Wu, find a frying pan and wash it, and you can start frying. Liu Mang washed his hands and commanded.

This time, Liu Mang is going to make fried dumplings, because there is a dumpling shop on the street opposite the hotel where he is now staying.

The storefront of this dumpling order is small, there are no seats, and only takeaways are accepted. But business was surprisingly good, and there was a long queue every morning.

Liu Mang also went to buy it once, and the taste was not bad, but it was not to the point where he was amazed.

But it can be seen that Dongying people love dumplings, especially fried dumplings, which is also one of the reasons why Liu Mang decided to make fried dumplings today.

I found two large frying pans, placed them on the stove to heat, then sprinkled a little oil, and began to fry.

The special feature of this 'Yusheng Dumpling' is the meat filling inside, as for the preparation method, it is not very complicated, and any chef in the Manhan Building can be competent.

As long as you are careful, grasp the heat and frying time, and don't let the dumplings fry.

The cyan flames are gently licking the bottom of the pot, and the dumplings inside make a 'squeak' sound, and bursts of special fragrance emanate.

After the skin under the dumplings begins to crisp, Liu Mang adds a spoonful of clear soup, covers the pot, and simmers over low heat.

On the other side, Hideo Fukuda's grilled fish head was also baked, and he and his assistant worked together to lift the huge fish head out of the oven and put it on the table, and then used chopsticks to remove the fish from the fish head.

"Boss, this fishhead looks so fucking miserable!" Five-Eyes glanced across and sneered.

Unlike China's chopped pepper fish head and steamed fish head, Hideo Fukuda's fish head is indeed a little ugly.

The fish head is placed on the plate, and it seems to be roasted on top, and it is black and black, which makes people unable to arouse the slightest appetite.

"Don't underestimate him, the person who can make Jiro Kobashi pay attention to it must have two brushes, and besides, he is a half-finished product, so it doesn't matter if he looks ugly. Liu Mang replied.

The assistant put the minced fish in a small basin, and Hideo Fukuda immediately put the transparent juice in a small bottle and stirred it well.

Then he wrapped the half-cooled rice with fish roe and minced fish, and kneaded it into rice balls.

"Okay, the dumplings are ready to cook. Liu Mang lifted the lid of the pot, the soup at the bottom of the pot had been boiled dry, and the dumplings inside were slightly yellowed after frying, which was very good-looking.

Liu Mang picked up the dumplings and put them on a small plate prepared in advance.

"Wow! it tastes so good!" As Liu Mang's dumplings were completed, the people in the hall couldn't help but twitch their noses.

"It really smells good! What do I smell? The smell of wheat! This must be flour from my hometown of Qinggang!" a diner closed his eyes and looked intoxicated.

"That's right, in addition to the smell of wheat, there is also the smell of fat and fish, if there is nothing to it, it is really intoxicating!" another diner swallowed secretly.

"No, behind these aromas, there is a special aroma of wine, this aroma is the only one I have seen in my life! I don't know what seasonings Liu Mangjun uses, Dongying's sake and rice wine, absolutely can't come out of this aroma. "Jiro Kohashi's sense of smell is more than a little stronger than that of ordinary people, and of course he can appreciate the extraordinary smell of this smell.

"Master, try it first. Liu Mang took a plate of fried dumplings and sent them to Jiro Kohashi.

"Okay!" Jiro Kohashi nodded, couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks, picked up a dumpling from the plate, put it in his mouth, and chewed it gently.

"What is this?"

After one bite, after the teeth cut open the crispy crust, the smooth and tender filling inside is immediately revealed.

An extreme flavor immediately bursts out in the mouth, the result of the sweetness of the puffer fish meat itself mixed with chopped mushrooms.

"It's delicious! It's delicious! The filling of the dumplings is as tender as a girl's skin, and when you bite into it, all the juices inside splatter out, and so on! What does this taste like?" Koheijiro closed his eyes, revealing an intoxicated expression.