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Originally, Lin Feng still wanted to be patient, but he couldn't stand the provocation of others.

After making a bet with Yang Ming, he dropped the sentence "Give me an hour" and left the door.

Instead of running away, he went straight back to the kitchen.

After glancing at the ingredients in the kitchen, he took out a processed chicken from the freezer without thinking, put it on the cutting board, and then knocked off the bones of the chicken thighs with the back of the kitchen knife to facilitate future operations.

Seeing this scene, Wang Kai was angry, and walked over and said angrily: "Who told you to cut the chicken, go over and cut the shredded potatoes!"

Under the words, the tone is very unpleasant.

However, Lin Feng, who was focused, did not bird him, but went to the board to collect the seasoning.

Salt, oil, cooking wine, pepper, including green onions, ginger and garlic, Lin Feng held a lot of things in his hand, moved to him, and began to add all kinds of seasonings to the chicken by massaging and kneading.

Wang Kai saw that Lin Feng didn't mean to stop at all, so he stepped forward and grabbed Lin Feng's arm, and shouted: "Hun boy, I told you to cut shredded potatoes, you are deaf, right?"

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, reflecting a threatening signal, and said, "Let go." ”

Wang Kai couldn't help but be stunned, although he wanted to teach him a lesson, but his hand was released very unhappily. Although nominally speaking, Lin Feng is now following his apprentice, but through the cooking skills and changes that Lin Feng showed a few days ago, Wang Kai is now more and more unable to see through Lin Feng.

Manager Li came down from upstairs, walked into the kitchen, swept his sophisticated gaze to the chefs, and finally stopped at Lin Feng's body a few times, and then casually found the head chef Zhang, and walked away after saying something in his ear.

And Lin Feng's actions gradually attracted the attention of other chefs, and they discussed it one after another.

Of course, these forest winds did not notice.

The dish he is concentrating on is called flower chicken, and it is also the favorite of Hong Qigong in Jin Yong's novel, which is different from the dishes on the rotten street now, the characteristics of this dish are distinct, and the unique firing technique also makes it have an extraordinary taste and texture.

After kneading and massaging the seasoning into the chicken, Lin Feng took advantage of this gap to crush the stir-fried peppercorns with a rolling pin, which would be a good flavor enhancement, and then marinated them upside down in a clay pot.

"Fat Xu, you help me watch it, I'll come back as soon as I go out." Lin Feng found a colleague who usually had a good relationship with him, and after a few words, he left the hotel non-stop and rode a broken bicycle straight to Huxin Park......

The passers-by along the way saw him so angry, and thought that something had happened to his family, so they all avoided him.

However, if they knew that Lin Feng was only doing this to rush to the park to pick a few fresh lotus leaves and grab a handful of soil, they would be depressed.

Lin Feng found a piece of fertile soil and packed some soil in a plastic bag. Then he took off his shoes, rolled up his trouser legs and went down to the lake to pick a few large lotus leaves.

On the way back and forth, a teenager rode a broken bicycle, and the hand holding the handle of the bicycle was still holding a piece of lotus leaf and swaying, which became a "unique" scenery in the street.

After returning to the kitchen of the hotel, Lin Feng couldn't take a break, brewed cold water with dried lotus leaves for a while, and then took out the marinated chicken, at this time he could already smell a faint fragrance, obviously pickled into the flavor, and then sprinkled with five-spice powder and pepper.

Chef Zhang, on the other hand, stood not far away with his hands on his shoulders, and his expression was uncertain in contemplation: "Could it be that this is called Hua Ji, but his steps are not like the traditional Hua Ji...... Wait, what is that? Holy, dirt? Actually brought dirt into the kitchen, damn it, what are you doing here?!"

When Master Zhang saw Lin Feng take out the plastic bag containing dirt from his pocket, he was so surprised that he almost couldn't close his mouth, but in the end he didn't step forward to stop him, because he also wanted to see what tricks Lin Feng could make.

In the amazed eyes of everyone, Lin Feng calmly poured a small amount of soil into the soil with cold water and white wine, Lin Feng's hands flew up and down like Tai Chi, kneading the dough with a strong and soft hand, and finally it became moderately soft and hard, and it was very elastic when touched.

Lin Feng shredded the onions and shiitake mushrooms, mixed them well in the remaining sauce, and then stuffed them into the chicken belly together. Then wrap the skin around the lotus leaf soaked softly. Then wrap the dough in the outer layer to form a double wrap.

Originally, the other chefs looked at Lin Feng's behavior and felt quite strange, but seeing him handle the chicken with skillful and skillful techniques, and let him have such a strange aroma before it was grilled, those of them who were used to seeing a variety of dishes couldn't help but be interested, and they didn't forget to raise their eyes to glance at the chicken wrapped in lotus leaves while they were busy, looking at the chicken wrapped in lotus leaves, they couldn't help but have their eyes shining, and they could even hear the sound of someone swallowing saliva.

Xu Fatzi was not idle, he expected that Lin Feng was going to roast chicken next, so he took a baking tray, brushed a layer of oil on it, and handed it to Lin Feng.

Seeing this, Lin Feng smiled gratefully: "Thank you, but I'm not going to use the oven, I'll use firewood to burn it, so it will taste better." ”

Surprisingly, Lin Feng did not choose to use the oven, but asked for a brazier, threw some firewood into it, and set up the wrapped chicken......

About half an hour, after removing the mud dough and lotus leaves, a fresh and fragrant chicken with a unique flavor is freshly baked. The chefs who watched it were also drooling, eager to drop what they were doing and take a big bite.

Lin Feng arranged it, put some green fruits and vegetables around the plate, and then walked towards the kitchen door.

At the door, Master Zhang stopped him and instructed: "Lin Feng, the person in box 309 is a star appraiser of the hotel, and the food you cook can't get into his eyes, so let's say a few more words of apology, understand? ”

Master Zhang lowered his voice and said, he obviously already knew what happened when Lin Feng went to box 309 to deliver food just now. After saying that, I still hope that Lin Feng can apologize and compromise and say some soft words in front of Yang Ming.

"How do you know the result until the end?" Lin Feng chuckled and snorted, and walked past him......

In the 309 box, Yang Ming and his two friends looked quite unhappy, and pointed at each other. And Manager Li is smiling, it is obvious that today's meal has not satisfied the ancestor, if he is not happy to write an unfavorable mark on the star rating book, how can he explain to the superior boss, even if there are 10,000 grass and mud horses running wildly in his heart, but he can only maintain the same stiff smile on his face.

"Damn, it's been almost an hour, is that kid okay, won't he be playing us?" Yang Ming looked at the time of the gold watch on his wrist, shouted dissatisfiedly, and the two friends sitting together also echoed.

"Alright, let's wait, it's time to serve!"

Before seeing anyone get up, Lin Feng walked slowly into the 309 box with a flower chicken, and then under the anxious eyes of the hotel manager, he steadily placed the dish in front of the three of them, and always kept a smile on his face.

"What are you burning, do you want to tease us for so long?" Yang Ming didn't even look at the food, so he immediately asked.

"Whether it's a joke or not, I think you'll have the result after you taste it. Lin Feng said lightly.

Manager Li's heart was even more chuckled, and he thought that it was over. If Yang Ming was not satisfied with the dishes in the past, it was understandable, and now an apprentice is blindly making a dish and then giving him to eat, this is not a heavy smear in the service attitude, so that the hotel does not want to be upgraded, it can maintain the original three-star hotel, thank God if it is not downgraded!

Yang Ming snorted coldly, and then noticed the pot of vegetables in front of him: "Called Flower Chicken?" As an appraiser, Yang Ming has eaten countless delicacies from the mountains and seas, and this dish is naturally recognized. But with a cursory sweep and a gentle sniff of his nose, he immediately noticed the difference.

He picked up the table knife and cut it on the chicken, only to see that there were a lot of contents in the abdomen, and the incense of the marinated chicken was wrapped in the fresh fragrance of various ingredients, which came to the nose, instantly forming a double shock of vision and taste!

Because Yang Ming drank some wine, his eyes, which were originally a little confused, suddenly brightened.

"Okay!" Yang Ming shouted before he could eat it!

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