Cooking, the most particular thing is the heat, so when Zheng Ke is cooking, he is very concerned about the control of the heat. If in normal times, Zheng Ke will never make a mistake, but in front of a large number of ingredients, Zheng Ke cannot guarantee that every cooking is just right, and at this time, Xiao Han will always check the ingredients cooked by Zheng Ke in time, and then look at Zheng Ke with dissatisfaction.

Xiao Han didn't say a word, but Zheng Ke felt the pressure and could only cook more carefully.

The amount of practice in these two days is very large, Zheng Ke's physical strength and energy consumption is far more than the two days of practicing knife work, repeated spoon reversal, so that Zheng Ke almost vomited, his left arm is thicker than before, and there is an indescribable swelling pain in his wrist.

Xiao Han seemed to have expected Zheng Ke's reaction a long time ago, and when Zheng Ke was resting, he still gave Zheng Ke more than a dozen plasters and asked him to stick them on the swollen and painful places.

Zheng Ke knew that these things were nothing to Xiao Han, and he put more than a dozen plasters on his arm at one time, and Xiao Han grinned when he saw it, but Zheng Ke didn't care about these, he didn't believe that Xiao Han would drive him out of the East for these things.

The two-day training made Zheng Ke feel so painful that he even wanted to give up, but in the end he gritted his teeth and persevered.

After processing the last piece of ingredients, Zheng Ke didn't know what time it was, but he felt that it was at least late at night, and it was still very deep.

Sure enough, not long after Zheng Ke closed his eyes, the sky was already white, and after another two or three hours, footsteps sounded outside the door.

Zheng Ke rubbed his eyes, opened the door, the cleaner cleaned the kitchen, and the staff who delivered the food also began to carry ingredients into the kitchen.

This time, the ingredients are mainly meat, and there are not so many vegetables and seafood. When the staff who delivered the food left, Zheng Ke took a look at the ingredients in the kitchen and was pleasantly surprised to find that half of the ingredients were missing.

Good luck seemed to beckon him.

"What are you smiling at?"

Xiao Han's voice suddenly came from behind Zheng Ke, Zheng Ke was so frightened that he hurriedly turned around, but saw Xiao Han carrying soy milk and buns with an expressionless face.

"No ......" Zheng Ke took the breakfast and put it on the operating table.

"I know you think you're running out of ingredients. Xiao Han said.

Seeing that his careful thoughts were exposed, Zheng Ke smiled awkwardly.

"Rest assured, there will be fewer ingredients for the last time. ”

"Why?" asked Zheng Ke suspiciously.

Xiao Han glanced at Zheng Ke and didn't make a sound.

Zheng Ke took a bite of the bun, chewed it twice, and frowned slightly, "Brother Xiao, can I ask you for something?"

Say. Xiao Han said.

"Can you buy a little meat bun next time, if it goes on like this, I'm about to turn into a cabbage." Zheng Ke looked at the filling in the bun and complained.

Xiao Han's face was gloomy and silent.

"I'm not picky, and fritters are okay. Zheng Ke continued.

Xiao Han thought for a while, turned his head to look at Zheng Ke, "Have you finished reading those books?"

"Huh?" Zheng Ke suddenly had a chill in his back, his eyes rolled and he thought about it, but after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't find a suitable reason, so he simply told the truth, "That senior, I only read one, and I haven't ......read three books."

Xiao Han seemed to have known Zheng Ke's answer for a long time, and said simply, "Don't forget, you still have 4 days." ”

Zheng Ke nodded again and again.

With this experience, Zheng Ke also learned to be obedient and no longer talked nonsense.

When Zheng Ke finished drinking the soy milk, Xiao Han also picked up the oily pen and continued the training.

This time, most of what Xiao Han talked about was related to water or original soup, such as washing, burning, stewing, stewing and other techniques, and there were also a few uncommon ones, such as (fire leaning), simmering, and also very Sichuan-style techniques, such as tuk and soaking.

Some of these techniques sound quite simple, but the operation is extremely challenging for the chef's cooking skills.

For example, Oki, this cooking method is rarely encountered in Japanese and Western cuisine.

There are two types of punching, one is soup punching and the other is oil punching. Basically, the ingredients are made into a fluid, then put in a soup or hot oil to cook. The ingredients used are also delicate and white, such as chicken or tofu.

In addition, there are some techniques that can be used in common dishes, which Zheng Ke did not think of before.

Like the common technique of Sichuan folk, Du. In this technique, the soup is less hot, and when it is slowly cooked, the soup will continue to bubble, and at the same time, the water inside the ingredients will continue to flow out. At this time, add the seasoning to the pot, and the seasoning will seep into the ingredients, making it easier to absorb the flavor.

After Xiao Han explained this technique, Zheng Ke's mind suddenly popped up with an ingredient, tofu.

Zheng Ke can think of this kind of ingredient, there are also reasons, first, tofu is an ingredient, it is difficult to taste, when cooking mapo tofu, it is often necessary to use minced meat to help the flavor; second, there are many tofu dishes in Sichuan cuisine.

In fact, Xiao Han also used mapo tofu for demonstration. The cooked mapo tofu, both in taste and taste, far surpasses the tofu dishes that Zheng Ke has tasted.

After Xiao Han finished teaching the main points, Zheng Ke immediately began to practice.

This time, the amount of training is much less than the previous few days, on the one hand, because many cooking techniques are mainly stewed, boiled, and boiled, and the general cooking time is longer, especially the techniques like simmering and (fire), which require more time.

Zheng Ke took the opportunity to flip through several other books, some of which were related to the content of the training. After reading it, he also had a deeper understanding of this training.

In addition, Zheng Ke also has another consideration, which is to recover his strength quickly.

The last training was carving, which Chunfangyuan rarely used, so Xuanli did not give Zheng Ke the carving skills. In order to cope with this training, Zheng Ke worked up one hundred and twenty points of spirit - after this opportunity, it may be difficult for him to find a teacher like Xiao Han again.

On the seventh day of the training, Zheng Ke got up early, and after doing a set of gymnastics, the cleaners and the staff who delivered the food came to Sichuan Pavilion one after another.

The ingredients sent this time should be the smallest among the four, and what surprised Zheng Ke was that almost all the ingredients this time were vegetables and fruits, such as radish, potatoes, green bamboo shoots, apples, etc., and there was relatively little meat.

"How are the preparations going this time?" After entering the Sichuan Pavilion, Xiao Han saw Zheng Ke standing outside the house, and asked.

"Fortunately, my strength has recovered a bit, but my muscles are still a little sore. Zheng Ke said.

Xiao Han took out five plasters from his pocket and handed them to Zheng Ke, "Change the medicine." ”

Zheng Ke looked at the plaster in his hand and pouted, a little little, but after the last experience, he also learned to be smart this time, and he didn't complain, but took the plaster and prepared to change it. Just as he turned around, he saw the black plastic bag in Xiao Han's hand again.

"Brother Xiao, what are you holding in your hand?"

"Knife wound medicine, wait a minute, your hand may hurt. Xiao Han replied.

“……”

Zheng Ke pouted, as if he would definitely be injured.