The moment the food was transmitted from the second dimension to the third dimension, Hu Weifang felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info No matter what Mianmian said before, this process is a bit too brain-opening after all.

Therefore, when the thick fries that were only cut unevenly and looked a little overfried, Hu Weifang did not care about the knife work of complaining about the potato girl, but was full of joy to witness the new miracle.

"Chef, did you get the french fries?"

"Roger!"

"I'm sorry, my knife skills are really not very good, the fries are too neatly cut, and the smoke just now affects the vision, it seems that it is a little late out of the pot, but it is probably still delicious." I really wanted to try it myself, but when I thought that there weren't many of them, I teleported them all. ”

"You don't have to be so careless, it's no problem to try your craft next time! I'll try it for you this time. Speaking of which, Hu Weifang didn't even take chopsticks, but directly grabbed a finished product that might be regarded as a potato wedge, and stuffed it into his mouth.

The fries were a little overheated because they had just come out of the pot, but after the first moment of stimulation, I quickly adapted to the temperature and chewed on them while exhaling heavily.

The first texture that comes out is crispy, and it is not ordinary. Although it can't catch up with the clatter and instant shattering of puffed food, it is not far behind.

Interestingly, just when you're about to wow at this crispy shot, the taste rush comes one after another. The natural aroma of potatoes and the saltiness of delicate sea salt are skillfully matched, and Hu Weifang never imagined that French fries could be so delicious. In particular, the potato aroma seems to be different from the potatoes that you usually buy and fry yourself, and it is also different from the so-called high-quality potatoes used in foreign fast food such as McDonald's and Burger King.

It is a purer kind of flavor that the ingredients themselves can compare to non-chemical flavors and flavorings.

The salty aroma is followed by the second taste. After it is crispy, it is indescribably soft. Different from the complete collapse full of starch, this softness has a kind of toughness and a light chewiness.

As you continue to stir the roots of your teeth under the influence of this chewiness, a second taste comes to you - a certain sweetness from the potatoes themselves. The starch turns into maltose under the action of saliva, giving it a hint of sweetness.

"Little potato, your fries are so delicious!" After yelling, Hu Weifang continued to reach out and grab it, but when he saw a total of less than ten pieces of inventory, it suddenly stopped in mid-air.

"Son, what are you calling for this big night, and you are not afraid of waking up the neighbors."

"Dad, I just sighed that the fries I fried are so delicious, you can try them quickly."

"French fries?"

"Huh? You know I've never liked to eat this stuff, and you're not unaware. Daddy Hu Yu looked at the fries that were a little blackened, and quickly waved his hand.

"Try it, it's really delicious, not deceiving!"

Hearing his son's words like this, Hu Yu was also a little moved. What's more, I was a little hungry just now, so although I was not very interested in the food of French fries, and his appearance seemed to be very average, and Hu Weifang had a previous conviction of cooking and messing up before, Hu Yu still decided to give the other party a chance.

"Really delicious?"

This time, Hu Yu didn't speak, and directly picked up a small piece of French fries and stuffed it into his father's mouth.

I saw that the father who frowned slightly first had an expression of disbelief, and then suddenly, his brows were stretched, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously hung into a smile, and his expression was full of satisfaction.

"Hey, I didn't expect it to be really good, hey, me, come out and taste it, why is our son frying these fries so delicious this time?"

Dare to love my mother didn't sleep, she should be waiting for my father to go back to report the situation, this time I was greeted loudly, and I also pushed the door and walked to the courtyard.

"Where do we get our potatoes? How did I not know? Moreover, there is no ketchup, how can French fries be delicious without dipping them in ketchup? ”

"No, it's good to just eat it directly." Hu Yu looked at his wife with an expression that I knew you didn't believe. As everyone knows, just a few dozen seconds ago, he himself looked at Hu Weifang with such an expression of "ghosts believe you".

The suspicious mother Fang Ya tasted a bite of french fries, and she really couldn't stop at all. Almost instantly, the parents were gossiping, oh no, it was three times five divided by two to clean the so-called "french fries" pot.

"Son, when did you increase your skills? Behind your mother's back, I'm studying cooking by myself? ”

"No, I just had a dream two days ago, and I fried the fries for the night, and then it will be."

"Then you still don't teach your mother and me? Next time I'll fry it for you. ”

When Hu Weifang heard it, it was amazing, this thing was not made by himself at all. And he has already communicated with Mianmian just now, why he thinks the french fries made by Potato Niang are so delicious, the reason is that the grade of the ingredients is killed.

If you think about it, other dishes can also have different levels of skills such as salty and light, boiling, heating, thickening, etc., while French fries are actually more dependent on the taste of the ingredients. At this time, the invincible advantage of the fourth grade of the potato lady is highlighted, because such a good potato, at least Mianmian said that it has been on the earth for such a long time, and has collected a lot of food memories and food information, but I have never seen it.

The best is only a kind of potato from the organic vegetable counter, and there are only seven grades of human rank, which is also three grades worse than the materialized potatoes condensed by Potato Niang with pure cosmic energy. Hu Weifang can't imagine that if the potato lady can continue to grow in the future, how delicious the potatoes will be?

What if you follow the imagination of cotton cotton, with the top Pacific Ocean deep sea quiet sea salt? Is the fried oil the best of the ground? Whether the french fries have a delicious extreme or not suddenly becomes an unsolvable question.

Hu Weifang suddenly remembered that his cousin, who had graduated from college and worked, invited him to eat Friday fast food last year, saying that it was a restaurant known for its delicious French fries, and at that time he really felt that the best French fries might be like this.

However, just today, I refreshed my cognition by myself, oh no, it was the little chef under my own hands who refreshed her cognition.

"Don't be complacent, our goal is the Star Universe!" Mianmian's voice came from his head.

"Okay, okay, got it." Hu Weifang replied in his mind.

At this time, the mother had an unfinished expression, "What, you don't want to teach me yet?" ”

"Mom, this really can't be taught, it can only be understood but not spoken."

"Come on, if you don't teach me, don't you want to blow it up again?"

When Hu Weifang heard this, he almost vomited blood. The heart said that the little potato was now tired and paralyzed in the broken kitchen, and he might have to rest for at least half a day to get up, where could he fry another french fries, and quickly refused on the grounds that the ingredients were gone.

The appetite was not fully satisfied, and the parents could only comfort themselves by saying that they had eaten too much at night and that the fried was not good, too, go to sleep, go to bed, and then go back to the house to rest, leaving our protagonist standing there smirking, thinking about how much does this kind of superb fries that can't find a second home with a lantern cost?

He seemed to have seen all kinds of Grandpa Mao roaring towards him, but when he thought of the hard work of Potato Niang when he fried French fries, he suddenly became conflicted.

"I want to improve the working environment of the food lady!"

"I want to let the ingredient mother upgrade as soon as possible!"

"I want to make money!"

"Master, it's good that you have the energy here, but can you not wave here with a broken pot like a fool, aren't you afraid that your parents will think that you have hysteria?"

"Oh, I really looked like a nervous wreck?"

"Yes."

"You dare to arrange your boss, see if I don't use this iron pot to shoot you to death."

"The head chef is going to murder the rabbit! I'm going to sue the chef's union! Mianmian ran away again and again and continued to provoke, and the two of them chased and fought in the yard for several minutes before they suddenly stopped.

A person and a rabbit look at each other and smile, and there is a kind of happiness that the future is under control.