Chapter 564: The Last Lesson
Chef competition, according to the rules, in addition to the contestants, you can also invite a few peers to be a witness.
Zhu Silin's side is Yu Sansheng and Song Siyuan, as well as his father, Nianfu has always heard of his name, but he has never seen Song Erping. is also the senior brother of Zhu Silin and Yu Sansheng.
And among the few people brought by Shi Peng, Nianfu unexpectedly saw a long-lost acquaintance, Sun Baixi. Chai Rong, the pastry chef of Ruyi Curie, also learned moon cakes from Nian Fu and learned a lot of skills.
Chai Rong is gone, but Ruyiju's business is still doing. The government has not seized it, and as for whether the boss behind the scenes has been replaced, Nianfu has not inquired. She only knew that her uncle Shi Rui's family was gone, and no one knew where they went.
Nianfu was a little suspicious, did this Shi Peng just have a relationship with Sun Baixi, or was he involved with Chai Rong?
But didn't he invite the Tuva of the beggar tribe to be a cook? Could it be that Zhuo Rilie and them also have something to do with Chai Rong?
These are too complicated, so don't think about it. But when she saw her master going out to fight, she couldn't be calm.
Zhu Silin wore a new red dress today, dressed like a groom official, beaming with joy.
But Nianfu knows that they wish the family their masters, respect fire, and take red clothes as the highest dress. The master wore such a dress to come out to fight, I am afraid that he will have to do his best, and he will be ashamed of himself.
But what the hell is he going to do?
Shi Peng sneered, "Zhu Silin, you couldn't compare to me twenty years ago, and now you can't even hold a kitchen knife steadily, how can you compare with me?" β
Zhu Silin said indifferently, "Then if you want to lose to me, do you want to die headlong?" β
You! Shi Peng's face turned blue with anger, "Okay, then I'll see how you compare with me." Let's go! I'm still doing the gourd chicken I used to be, what do you do? β
Zhu Silin said, "I also do the fire tree silver flower I used to be." β
Shi Peng scoffed, "The Xi Shi tongue passed down by the ancestors." You Zhu family are all freaks, so you have to change your nondescript approach. You couldn't do it back then, and I don't believe you can do it now. β
Yu Sansheng was taken aback when he heard this, "Fourth." How do you get Shih Tzu tongue now? β
Ouyang Kang was puzzled, "Is that the dim sum?" You look like you've done it, right? β
Nianfu shook her head, the Shih Tzu tongue she made was a Jiangnan dim sum, but the Shih Tzu tongue they said was a soup dish made with fresh shell clams.
Because of the skill and heat of that dish, there are few chefs who know how to cook it.
Nianfu had heard of the method, but when she used fire best in the past, she couldn't guarantee that she could cook every piece of clam meat to a smooth and consistent taste, and besides, they were not near the sea. There were no fresh raw materials, so she didn't try it either.
So what is Zhu Silin going to do now?
Shi Peng washed his hands, glanced at his opponent with disdain, and proposed from the chicken coop behind him that hens that were only raised for one year to be slaughtered and dehaired. The movements are as smooth as flowing water, and even the most discerning eyes only feel pleasing to the eye.
And at that end, Zhu Silin also began to act.
He took out a wooden hammer, opened a large food box behind him, and took out a bowl of ordinary glutinous rice, which was upside down in a stone basin.
Nianfu was stunned. Even Shi Peng was stunned.
"Zhu Silin, what the hell are you doing? Aren't you going to be a Shih Tzu tongue? What are you doing with this? You're never going to tell me you're going to make glutinous rice cakes, are you? β
Zhu Silin glanced at him solemnly, "I said that what I want to do is the fire tree and silver flower, not the Shih Tzu tongue." β
"Then you didn't use snake soup before? Why has it changed now? β
"I don't understand a layman like you. Cooking is in the heart, why stick to the form? Even my apprentice knows that a black dog and a white dog, the one who can take care of the house is a good dog, so you should learn a little too. β
"Good, good. I don't care about you. Shi Peng continued to deal with his ingredients, but he was a little more careless, "I'm really full, and I'm here to compete with you." You madman, whatever you want to do, do whatever you want. β
Zhu Silin said, "It doesn't matter if I'm crazy or not, the important thing is that when a chef is cooking, shouldn't he just think about how to make the dishes in his hand?" Shi Peng, cheer up, don't lose for a while, let me look down on you. β
Shi Peng's face turned purple with anger, but he really took care of his own losses. He didn't say anything more and began to concentrate on cooking.
And Zhu Silin also raised the small wooden hammer and began to beat the glutinous rice.
But Nianfu felt that what Master said just now was to himself. So what does he mean?
After two clicks, Ouyang Kang looked wrong, "Your master, this is too hard, right?" β
It's not just hard work, he's doing his best.
Each time, he used both hands to lift the wooden hammer high above the top, and then used the strength of his upper waist and abdomen to smash it down.
Such an action is very hard for an ordinary person, let alone an old man who has been sick for a long time?
Within a few moments, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he was slightly panting.
Song Siyuan couldn't help but say, "Uncle Shi, why don't I help you?" β
But his father, Song Erping stopped him, "No, let him come by himself, you and his rhythm are different." β
Zhu Silin turned his head and smiled, "Second brother, you have always been the best at pretending, but your eyes are also the most poisonous." If you can learn as much as you can, pass it on to your children and grandchildren, and count me as a junior and disciple, and give you a great gift. β
I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, his eyes glanced at the window where Nianfu was invisible, "Don't make a sound, and don't bother me anymore." β
Then he began to continue smashing.
One at a time, no effort.
Sweat soon snaked down his forehead, but the hammer in his hand never stopped, just walked slowly around the stone basin, and smashed it down.
The action is indescribably simple and simple, but indescribably attractive.
So much so that after Shi Peng disposed of the chicken and sent it to the steamer, he also watched his movements, frowning and pondering.
Nian Fu's heart tightened little by little.
Master is not in good health, Dr. Gao has long said that he can only recuperate, but how can he bear to eat with such hard work?
Shi Peng's chicken is steamed, and the rapeseed oil is boiled until it is eight minutes hot, and it is ready to be cooked.
"Surnamed Zhu, you can hurry up. The old rule, when my dish is good, your dish must also be cooked, and don't let people wait for you at that time. β
Zhu Silin has stopped talking, his full spirit. All the minds have been attracted by the ball of glutinous rice under his hand.
Under repeated beatings, the originally large pot of glutinous rice has shrunk into a small round one, rolling around naughtily. It seems to be dodging the thrashing, but it becomes more and more round and elastic in the thrashing.
No one can deny that this dumpling will be delicious when it is beaten. No matter how delicious it is, it is also a ball of glutinous rice, how can it have a tender and soft taste like Shih Tzu's tongue?
And over there, Shi Peng's gourd chicken is almost ready. It's bright and fragrant. Even in the house, it also makes the mouth relish.
Ouyang Kanggang couldn't help but glance over there a few more words, and suddenly heard an exclamation. It's Zhu Silin. One stumbled and almost fell. His chest and back were soaked, and his whole body looked as if he had been fished out of the water, his face was like white paper, and he was obviously on the verge of losing his strength.
"Master. Forget it, don't do it! β
Nianfu couldn't help but rush out anymore, but Zhu Silin had a sharp look and nailed her there.
He opened his mouth wide and gasped for breath, and continued to thrash.
Finally, when Shi Peng's gourd chicken came out of the pot. A fire burned on his wooden hammer.
This is by no means an ability or a trick, even Shi Peng believes that this is an anomaly caused by the high temperature produced in the repeated beatings. It's like drilling wood to make a fire, without any tricks.
Zhu Silin was obviously tired, but looking at the fire on the wooden hammer, his eyes were bright. Take out a soup bowl soaked in ice floe and place a wooden hammer next to it.
Then carefully pull out the ball of glutinous rice balls, shake your hands, and put three or four or five petals together at random, and knead them into small flowers. And then. Put them into the soup pot one by one.
When the hot glutinous rice cake meets the ice water, it snorts and emits a faint white smoke, which makes all the glutinous rice cake produce the last chemical change.
A qualitative leap.
The gourd chicken was ready, but no one wanted to taste it.
That dish is undoubtedly excellent and very delicious, but what everyone wants to taste more is this fire tree honeysuckle.
At this moment, even Shi Peng had to admit his name.
What would it be like to have floating flowers in an ice basin under a burning wooden hammer?
Zhu Silin gave this right to his opponent first.
When it was cold, it shrank a little, but it was not sticky, and it was soft and tender in the warm mouth, and it didn't even have time to chew it, so it slid down the stomach with the liquid.
What does it taste like?
Shi Peng couldn't help it and tasted it again.
This time it finally came out, light and slightly sweet, and there was a fragrance that was frozen by ice, it was glutinous rice, and it didn't look like glutinous rice, but it was a taste that he had never tasted in his life.
The only thing that can be described is that it is delicious.
Putting down the chopsticks and plates, Shi Peng was silent for a long time, and only said three words.
"I lost."
As a chef, this is the highest level, no matter what kind of skill you use, if you can make a convincing taste in the end, you are a winner.
Zhu Silin did not have ecstasy or contempt, but pointed to the opposite side, and quickly ran over with Nian Fu knowingly, and brought him the plate of gourd chicken.
Zhu Silin looked at it, "In the past 20 years, your skills have become more and more sophisticated, and you have become more and more sophisticated." It's just the smellβ"
"You don't have to say it." Shi Peng suddenly knocked the plate of chicken down and turned his face away, "I know it's not good." β
Zhu Silin looked at his back, slowly squatted down, and picked up the chicken, "Although it's not good, it's also edible, why waste it?" Isn't the original intention of being a cook just to cook for people to eat? It's not boiled for a test. β
Shi Peng turned his face, his eyes were surprised and slightly surprised, and Zhu Silin looked at him and smiled slightly, "Thank you for the past twenty years." If it weren't for the shame I had back then, I wouldn't have survived and waited for this day. β
He shook his body and fell backwards.
Nian Fu was shocked, "Master! β
Ouyang Kang had already held up the person faster than her, and Zhu Silin spurted out a mouthful of blood, but he stared at Nianfu eagerly, struggling and asking, "Apprentice, do you understand?" β
"Got it!"
Nianfu said loudly, but tears flowed down his face instantly.
Master used his life to teach her one last lesson.
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Wangcai: Why do I want to deliver boxed lunches to good people? I'm not going. Neither does the bone go, nor does the flesh go. You go to find sweet potatoes.
White Potato: You go looking for taro.
Author:...... RP