In the kitchen, Wei Lao's face was full of expectation, his eyes looked at the five big and one small six people on the pier, and murmured softly, while Xiao Ya on the side sighed softly again, and then brought the tea on the side. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You, born to worry about your life, drink some water."

Xiao Ya said angrily, handing the tea in her hand to Wei Lao, and as her voice fell, Wei Lao also shook his head helplessly, and an embarrassed smile appeared on his old face.

"This girl... Well, you can rest too. ”

Wei Lao's voice fell, patted Xiao Ya's arm, his face was full of doting, and then he put his eyes on the position on the pier again.

Wang Ming stood in front of the pier, the slightly heavy No. 1 kitchen knife in his hand was under his control, and quickly slashed across the potatoes on the pier, with the sound of brushing and brushing, the uniform potato pieces were like happy elves, jumping and falling to the side, and with the rapid fall of a knife, Wang Ming's brows were slightly wrinkled.

The heaviness of the No. 1 kitchen knife, with the rapid cutting, under the slight delay of time, Wang Ming's wrist gradually became a little sore, which made him slightly stunned, and then, the movements in his hand gradually became a little slow.

"That's it? It's also embarrassing. ”

The main ingredient in his hand was quickly cut and matched, and in the rotation of his wrist, the kitchen knife held lightly in his palm crossed an elegant arc, and was pressed on the pier by Duan Na, his eyes swept over the rest of the people at will, and when he fell on Wang Ming, he looked at the latter's slow down movements, chuckled, and said in a low voice.

And as Duan Na's voice fell, Bian Daqing, who was closest to him, also sneered, and shook his head slightly when his eyes swept over Wang Ming.

"Xiao Liu is still young, it's good to be able to reach this step, and besides, the knife technique looks decent, you two..."

Senior Brother Mi Jidong sighed lightly, whispered to the two of them, and then cut the raw materials in his hand again.

The distance between the piers is not far, the three conditioning tables are connected together, and two matching piers are placed on each one, and the combined distance is not more than ten meters, so even if the voices of several people are very small, they are clearly captured by Wang Ming.

In the face of the whispered conversation of the three of them, Wang Ming was unmoved, at this moment he frowned, moved his wrist, and slowly threw out the trace of soreness.

"The dexterity on the wrist is not flexible enough, if you use the general knife method, simply swing the wrist up and down, it is not difficult, but this three-way knife method is a little strict on the flexibility of the wrist, and the use of the lighter No. 2 mulberry knife on weekdays can also save some wrist strength, but the heaviness of this mulberry knife..."

Wang Ming's mind was silent, his mind was the way the No. 1 kitchen knife and the No. 2 mulberry knife were used in the three-way knife technique, the whole person seemed to be stunned there, all the movements around him gradually became blurred, and in the end, it disappeared completely, it seemed that the whole world in front of Wang Ming was only the difference between the two kitchen knives in his mind.

"Huh? This is? ”

Wei Lao was slightly stunned, and when his eyes fell on Wang Ming, he said softly, and at this time, Duan Na and the others had already prepared the raw materials to be cut, and when they looked at Wang Ming, they also frowned slightly.

"Trickery..."

Duan Na's voice fell, and he walked straight to the position of the wok, and Wei Lao, who was sitting next to the cooking table, beckoned, and Gao Yuan on the side also hurriedly came up.

"Go talk to a few of them, and wait a little while before you do it."

Wei Lao's voice fell, Gao Yuan nodded again and again, and then his face swept past Wang Ming with envy on his face, and hurried towards the location of the stove.

"I really can't see anything good about this kid, the master treats him so favorably, I think when we were learning the craft, we didn't have this kind of treatment."

Duan Na hatefully threw aside the handcloth in his hand, his eyes swept over Wang Ming, who was frowning on the side, and said softly, as his voice fell, the rest of the people also prepared the raw materials, and when they put them aside, their eyes were also looking at Wang Ming.

"What is Xiaoliu doing? Is it to change the dish? It doesn't look like it, it seems... What stumped you? ”

The eldest brother Ji Jidong wiped his hands and whispered to a few people on the side, as his voice fell, Zhu Liye also nodded, and looked at Wang Ming with a trace of doubt.

"What is stumped, everyone is ready and waiting for him, you look at the raw materials he has chosen, brisket, potatoes, onions, tomatoes ... What makes a difference? ”

Bian Daqing pursed his lips and said softly, and Ma Minglei, the second child who had never looked at Wang Ming on the side, frowned slightly.

"Pretending to be a ghost, what other flowers can you come up with with such simple raw materials? After taking it, Nima and his gang were waiting for him. ”

As the voices of several people fell, Duan Na also walked over, and said again with a somewhat ugly face.

Wang Ming fell silent, as the same set of knife techniques and two kitchen knives in his mind unfolded, his frowning brows gradually eased, and even his wrists trembled slightly, just at the moment when the voices of several people fell, Wang Ming's eyes lit up slightly, and then without the slightest hesitation, he held the No. 1 kitchen knife on the pier in his hand with a slight grip in his palm, his eyes fell on the onion, and in the flip of his wrist, the No. 1 kitchen knife suddenly fell rapidly, and under the sound of brushing, the originally round onion, It was immediately cut into extremely uniform triangular slices.

Without the slightest stop, Wang Ming's palm quickly poked out, put the tomatoes on the board, and at the same time shook his wrist slightly, with the help of this skill, under the swing of the knife body, the onion slices were pushed aside, the blade was flattened, and when the knife swept over, and under the rapid slashing again, the tomatoes were also changed into uniform blocks.

Before it was finished, as the blade of the knife was removed from the tomato, the brisket placed on it was spread on the pier by Wang Ming, the wrist moved slightly, the blade of the knife was tilted, and the flesh of the brisket was quickly sliced.

"Brush, brush, brush..."

Wang Ming's speed was extremely fast, and as the soul of his wrist flipped over, the corners of his mouth also set off a smile.

"That's exactly what happened."

After the blade slashed through the last knife, the blade was flattened, slightly advanced towards the front, and put all the three raw materials into the utensils one by one, and then quickly wiped off the stains on the knife body on the hand cloth, and the wrist was raised, and it was firmly inserted into the knife holder.

The whole set of movements was smooth and natural, so that the moment Wang Ming dropped the knife, Wei Lao's breathing was slightly short.

"Lifting weights is like light and dexterous, this little guy is really born with this piece of material."

The corners of Wei Lao's mouth murmured, and when he spoke, as his voice fell, Xiao Ya on the side hurriedly stood up, and only after seeing that Wei Lao's face was unharmed, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm actually studying the skill of using the knife..."

Zhu Liye took a light breath and nodded silently, when he looked at Wang Ming's eyes for the first time, he had a dignified look, he was the same as Wang Ming, he was good at the No. 2 mulberry knife, and naturally he also knew that the heavy No. 1 kitchen knife had all kinds of drawbacks when using the three-way knife method, and he had also tried, but he had no choice but to fail, and therefore, when he saw that Wang Ming was able to integrate it in a short period of time, his face had a dignified color.

"This kid is very good, no wonder the master values him so much..."

Mi Jidong also opened his mouth and said softly, and as his voice fell, Ma Minglei and the three of them on the side were silent, obviously surprised by the sword technique that Wang Ming had just cast.

"Okay, the handling of the knife skills, the high and the low, you few... Think for yourself..."

Wei Lao said softly, and as his voice fell, several people nodded with a wry smile.

"Go on, and let my old man taste what is different about the dishes you have been exposed to over the years."

After what happened to Wang Ming before, several people obviously became a lot more low-key, as a wok-wok, the whining flame filled the entire kitchen, and the roaring twitching sound of the blower made the kitchen, which was still cold, suddenly become noisy.

Wang Ming took a light breath, the red braised beef he made is also an innovative dish in Shandong cuisine, but in this year, few people cook in this way.

In the roar of other stoves, Wang Ming lit the flame, after the wok was brushed clean, the remaining water in it evaporated, and then, injected a small half pot of cooking oil, as the flame rose, the temperature gradually rose.

The potato cubes that control the clean moisture are gently poured into the pot, the water is evaporated, and the clear cooking oil continues to invade and tumble, gently shaking the pot, so that the potatoes in it are gradually separated.

After turning down the flame of the wok, and after the potatoes gradually floated up, Wang Ming salvaged them and put them in a colander on the side to control the oil, and then, the oil in the wok, he carefully poured it into the guzi filled with oil.

Leave a little base oil in the pot, add chopped green onions and stir-fry until fragrant, then, put in the chopped tomatoes, stir-fry over low heat, add a little tomato paste, and continue to fry over low heat to make the juice in the tomatoes be fried, and then, put in beef and onions, add a little water, and boil over low heat.

The red juice in the pot kept churning, invading the brisket and onions, Wang Ming smiled slightly, and then added the potatoes that had been cleaned of the oil, and then, put in a little salt and sugar, and boiled over low heat again.

The bright red juice envelops the beef, potatoes and onions, and a small bubble pops up from time to time in the pan, giving off a faint sour aroma that opens the appetite.

Time passed, as the dishes of several people were gradually put out of the pot and put on the plate, Wang Ming's eyes looked at the slightly viscous juice in the pot, added a little chicken essence to enhance the freshness, and put it into a special glassware.

At this moment, as Wang Ming turned off the flames, the noisy sound in the kitchen gradually stopped, Zhu Liye walked slowly, holding the dishes he cooked in his hand, and when he stopped beside Wang Ming, a faint sour fragrance gradually swirled around the tip of his pen, making his eyes light up slightly, and his eyes fell on the red stewed beef.

"The color is bright, the soup is thick, and before I eat it, I can already smell the appetizing sour aroma in it, this red stewed beef... Is it from the Imperial Fortune Building? (To be continued.) )