In the cooking hall, a flash of brilliance quietly flashed in Shi Tiancheng's eyes, and he looked at Wang Ming not far away with a smile on his face, and asked. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Wang Ming." As Shi Tiancheng's voice fell, Wang Ming spoke, his words were concise and capable, with a faint smile on his angular face, neither humble nor arrogant, so that Shi Tiancheng, who had read countless people, also nodded secretly.

"Here's the little guy's profile." Vice President Gao is an old man, and he is also extremely satisfied with Wang Ming's performance, and after quickly calling up his information, he handed it to Shi Tiancheng beside him, and his own face was full of surprise.

"Wang Ming, Han nationality, en? Only eighteen? Shi Tiancheng's gaze roughly swept over Wang Ming's information, and after seeing that Wang Ming was only eighteen years old, he was slightly surprised, and then his gaze swept lightly again.

"National first-class cook, Master Wei Tianxiang, who is a master of Lu cuisine and Confucius..."As his gaze moved down, Shi Tiancheng's eyes froze slightly, and then he nodded with a smile, obviously no stranger to Wei Tianxiang.

"Wang Ming, come over for a moment." Shi Tiancheng's face was overflowing with a smile, he and Wei Tianxiang also had some friendship, and after looking at Wang Ming's information at this moment, he shook his head helplessly for this old guy who didn't understand the accident.

Seeing Shi Tiancheng directly call himself over, Wang Ming was slightly stunned, and when he stepped forward, under the gaze of many eyes, he quickly came to the place where the sofa seat was on the right and stood in front of Shi Tiancheng.

"Wei Tianxiang, that old guy, when he accepted the new disciple, even I don't know." Shi Tiancheng asked with a smile, looking at Wang Ming's angular face in front of him, and secretly praised it in his heart.

"In September last year, I worshipped Mr. Wei as a teacher, what's the matter? The old gentleman knows the teacher, his old man? Wang Ming said with a smile, just looking at Vice President Gao's attitude, he could already guess that the identity of Shi Tiancheng in front of him must be extremely special, and besides, there were two soldiers in military uniforms beside him, which could show the extraordinary identity of the old man.

"I said, it's just been a few months, then you have to work harder, that old guy has a lot of unique skills, you can learn it in the future, just that old guy's knife skills are enough for you to ponder."

As for Wang Ming's answer, Shi Tiancheng also nodded, feeling a little pity in his heart, it seems that Wang Ming is a good seedling, but his age is still a little young, and he has not been with Wei Tianxiang for a long time, so he should not have mastered much of the cooking techniques and knife techniques of Confucian dishes.

However, Shi Tiancheng also understands that after giving Wang Ming some time, there will definitely be a place for him in the domestic catering industry in the future.

"Yes, the three-way knife technique is quite mysterious, I will try to master it as soon as possible." Wang Ming opened his mouth to speak, and there began to be a trace of respect on his face, and Shi Tiancheng in front of him had a kind attitude, which did not make people feel that kind of lofty appearance at all, which also made him a little tall in Wang Ming's eyes.

"By the way, I see that you have good eyesight, you should also be on the wok, those two dishes just now... What do you think differently, let's talk about it. Shi Tiancheng said again, but he was somewhat interested in Wang Ming's eyesight.

"You've always praised it, where do I have any eyesight, just casually say my opinion." Wang Ming opened his mouth to speak, while Shi Tiancheng smiled and waved his hand.

"If you can only do it and can't say it, so let's do it, I'll let you prepare another raw material, you can do it again, I'm more free today, since I'm here, and I see the old guy's disciple, then let me see, you, the most special disciple of the closed door, how much true inheritance the old guy has." Shi Tiancheng opened his mouth to speak, which made Wang Ming slightly stunned, and then, Gao Bingliang, the vice president on the side, turned around in understanding and began to arrange.

"Okay, don't be inhibited, just do what you want." Seeing that Wang Ming was silent, Shi Tiancheng opened his mouth again and added, and as his voice fell, Wang Ming nodded with a smile.

"Since you've always spoken, I'll do my best." Wang Ming said with a smile, and Shi Tiancheng also nodded, reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

"That's right, it's an experience in life, this kind of opportunity, but not everyone has it." Shi Tiancheng said with a smile, and immediately sat down on the sofa, while Wang Ming nodded again, turned around and slowly walked away on the conditioning table in the center under the gaze of many eyes.

Shi Tiancheng's voice was not disguised much, and because of this, when Wang Ming walked to the central conditioning table, almost all eyes fell on him.

"What's going on? Ge Yong and Cheng Liang seem to be out of play, but how could they let Wang Ming go up? ”

"That's right, this is not in accordance with the rules, a freshman who has just come for a week, what qualifications do you have to go to this conditioning table? It's infuriating. ”

"What's the hurry? When the two dishes are messed up, he will feel ashamed at that time, do you think those two dishes are that simple? Ge Yong and Cheng Liang are the mainstays even in the Cooking Association, neither of them was selected, how could this seemingly young freshman in front of him do it?

In the whispered conversation of everyone, Wang Ming had already come to the position of the central conditioning table, Ge Yong's eyes with a hint of mockery, after sweeping Wang Ming, he let out a very low snort, and immediately walked towards the audience seat on the side, while Cheng Liang's gaze swept over Wang Ming, and after smiling slightly, he also walked over to the audience seat.

As soon as Wang Ming came to the position of the cooking table, a waiter brought a crisper box, in which was a piece of three-layer pork belly with a very high specification, and Wang Ming took it with a smile, nodded his head, and returned to the position of the cooking table again.

There are many kinds of knives on the knife holder, Wang Ming swept them one by one, and finally stayed on the top of the second good mulberry knife, reached out and grabbed it, feeling the light force on it, and then, after quickly cleaning the No. 2 mulberry knife with boiling water, the three-layer five flowers on the pier turned over, the meat skin was facing up, and quickly hung off a layer of fine grease on the surface of the meat skin, and then, without the slightest stay, the No. 2 mulberry knife in his hand fell from the knife, and after quickly cutting it, the pork belly was cut into uniform pieces.

After quickly processing the pork belly, Wang Ming turned around, lit the wok, poured a small amount of water, and began to heat up quickly as the flame rose.

In addition to the three-layer pork belly, Wang Ming's braised pork is also served with green and red peppers, garlic cloves, green onions and dried red peppers.

The No. 2 mulberry knife in his hand suddenly crossed a bright arc, the knife was fast, and he could only see the flash of the knife, accompanied by the sound of several knives in contact with the pier surface, the green and red peppers were directly cut into triangular slices by Wang Ming, whether it was the size or size, they were extremely uniform, and this random hand was exposed, which caused an uproar on the spot, and nearly 100 eyes stared at the big screen tightly, on the clear picture, they failed to catch the scene of Wang Ming's match just now.

"This guy... The knife technique is so fast, I just saw a flash of the knife, and the specific cutting action was not caught, and the cutting has been completed? ”

"You didn't see it in the afternoon, when he was cutting radishes in the training ground, his knife skills were even sharper and faster than now, I heard that he was from the branch of Lu Cai Kongfu, and the knife skills of that branch were very powerful."

"Looking at this speed, I'm afraid Sun Kang's sword skills can't compare to his, right? By the way, Sun Kang seems to be in the eastern vein of Lu Caijiao? This Lu cuisine is really talented, just the knife skills of these two branches are enough to be amazing, when I just started, I underestimated this Wang Ming. ”

Everyone whispered again, and above the sofa seat on the right, Vice President Gao's eyes froze slightly, and then his eyes fell on Wang Ming with a hint of surprise, and the corners of his mouth set off a curvature, as for Shi Tian, the palm holding the teacup also stiffened slightly for a moment, and then quickly recovered.

"This little one... It's really hidden, and it's not easy to practice the three-way knife technique to this point in just a few months. Shi Tiancheng said secretly in his heart, and a pair of eyes also fell on Wang Ming.

After everything is cut and matched, the water in the wok is gradually boiling, Wang Ming put the cut meat into the pot, after a little scalding, skim off the foam, salvage it, rinse it with water, put it aside for later use, at the same time, after quickly cleaning the wok, inject half a pot of bottom oil, with the flame whining, the oil temperature gradually began to rise.

As the oil temperature gradually increased, the garlic seeds were poured into the oil pot, fried until golden brown, and salvaged again.

After frying the garlic seeds, Wang Ming put the pork belly pieces that controlled the clean moisture into them one after another, and with a slight drum explosion, the pork belly pieces were fried until the meat skin had a layer of small bubbles, and it was quickly salvaged.

The clear oil in the pot was poured out, after adding a little water and sugar, the spoon in Wang Ming's hand stirred up quickly, the key to frying sugar with water and oil, the heat is very important, watching the bubbles in the pot gradually become darker from white, as the temperature rises, the bubbles begin to exude a burst of caramel flavor, Wang Ming quickly took the fried meat pieces, poured them into it, and quickly stir-fried.

Add the green onion and red pepper to the pot, pour a little water, as if the pork has just passed, then add a little base flavor and bring it to a boil, and pour it into the prepared clay pot on the side.

Time passed, half an hour passed in a blink of an eye, and in this half an hour, the braised pork in the pot gradually matured, Wang Ming turned off the flame, simmered for five minutes again, opened the lid, and selected the red pepper and green onion segments, and at this time, the braised meat soup in the clay pot has begun to slowly converge.

Put the fried garlic cloves and green and red peppers into the clay pot, stir it quickly with a small spatula, continue to cover the lid of the clay pot, after about a minute, watching the bright red soup in the clay pot gradually thicken, and the green and red peppers also tend to be mature, Wang Ming picked up the white wine on the side, gently dripped some, lit it, covered the lid of the clay pot, and at the same time, turned off the flame.

"Finally... It's done. (To be continued.) )