The square in front of Wangcheng Park was jubilant and noisy, and the crowd was unusually noisy, while the area in one place was quieter, and almost all of them looked at the four people in the venue, especially Wang Ming, the youngest among them. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Above the seat, Shangguan Jing'er secretly said in her heart, she is also very concerned about some things about the world's cuisine and the eight major cuisines, and she has also heard some about the old man Wei Tianxiang, the master of the Lu Cai Confucius Mansion, accepting apprentices, and Shangguan Jing'er has also heard a little about the various deeds of that little apprentice, but because Wang Ming is too low-key, Shangguan Wan'er did not dare to combine the young man in front of her with Wang Ming.

"Probably not, it is said that Wang Ming's knife skills are also extremely good, but it seems that he is not seeking food, but more of a very low-key catering, how could he come to Luoyang for no reason." Shangguan Jing'er's eyes looked at Wang Ming in the center of the venue, and immediately laughed at herself, and said again with some uncertainty.

Under the gaze of many people, a few people in the center of the venue are quickly processing the raw materials in front of them, the apple in the palm of Wang Ming's palm is round and smooth, if it is not for the yellow-white flesh exposed, it will make people see the feeling of naturalness, there is no trace of knife cutting, and the skillful knife technique to the extreme has also made many people breathtaking.

Whether it is Cui Yongqing of Huaiyang cuisine or Ge Tian, the chef of Hui cuisine, the knife skills in the hands of the two are very skilled, but compared to Wang Ming in front of them, they are a little trivial, and to everyone's surprise, Zhou Qiang, the big fat man who is still very modest, is also very domineering at the moment, and when it seems to be full of artistic beauty, it is also a quick way to deal with the raw materials in his hands.

"What's the matter, yes, you can chop vegetables like this..."

"Don't say it, it's weird."

"With his festive looks, this picture is really good."

Among the onlookers, some people began to look at Zhou Qiang, the chef of Hebei local cuisine, and began to discuss with a smile, and above the seat, Shangguan Jing'er raised her eyebrows, and then a pair of eyes looked in the direction of Zhou Qiang with interest.

"Flailing." Shangguan Jing'er said softly, and she recognized the sword technique that Zhou Qiang had performed at a glance.

This knife throwing method belongs to a kind of knife technique with artistic effect in Hebei local cuisine, when it is displayed, it is like the palm of the hand and the handle of the knife are directly connected with a silk line, with the kitchen knife in the hand each time through a specific trajectory, in order to achieve the effect of cutting, quite ornamental.

At the same time that Zhou Qiang was performing the knife throwing method, Wang Ming's eyes were also a little surprised, and he withdrew from Zhou Qiang's body, he also felt a little strange about this so-called knife throwing method, but it was nothing more than that.

Looking at the smooth apple that was peeled on the pier in front of him, the kitchen knife in Wang Ming's hand crossed an arc, and then he saw the knife light flickering, surrounding the pier where Wang Ming was located, so that whether it was the people on the seat or the onlookers, a strong explosion suddenly erupted, and countless eyes with an unbelievable look, looking at the seat where Wang Ming was in the venue, looking at the knife light in front of Wang Ming, but he couldn't see his action, and this was the connection between Wang Ming's nine styles on the fourth sheet of the floating spirit knife technique and the subsequent knife technique. has reached an extremely skillful action, in any occasion, Wang Ming will test his knife skills, and therefore, for the surrounding noise, he also automatically blocked out.

"What speed is this, is this still chopping vegetables? Oh my God, it looks so cool. ”

"Why do I look like performing magic, just now I watched the knife flick and shake it weirdly, this chef's knife skills are even more powerful, this day is full of flowers, if you don't know that you are cutting apples, you really think it is a magic trick."

"Sure enough, people can't look good, when I just went up, I looked at him the youngest, who knew this shot, and directly proved himself."

Thousands of onlookers focused on Wang Ming, and many people were surprised by this cool knife technique, and for a while, there was an uproar around the originally quiet venue.

"I heard that the knife technique of Lu Cai Confucius and Jiaodong is extraordinary, it seems that this is the three-way knife method of Confucius and Confucius, and it really lives up to its name." Shangguan Jing'er said softly, looking at Wang Ming in the field with a pair of dark blue eyes, at this moment she could almost conclude that the young man not far in front of her should be Wang Ming.

Wang Ming's speed was extremely fast, and the light of the knife was permeating, attracting countless eyes, and after less than ten seconds, the three apples on the pier had been cut into evenly sized hob pieces by him.

After the apple pieces are cleaned, they are put into the paste on the side to soak, and after the apple is peeled, the flesh exposed to the air will oxidize in a short time, so that a layer of rust appears on the outer layer of the pulp, which affects the appearance at the same time, but also makes the taste of the dish deviate.

After doing this, Wang Ming lit the flame, put in the clear oil, and immediately watched the oil temperature slowly be heated, and reached out to take out a piece of white frozen ice from the crisper box on the side.

This kind of frozen ice is extremely hard, more pure white than the ice cubes that Wang Ming usually uses, and it is also harder and not easy to dissolve, and now the sun is high in the sky, and the air is filled with warm light, but this frozen ice has no trace of melting.

Reaching out to take the flat knife on the side, Wang Ming held it back, without the slightest groan, between the knife in his hand, the hard frozen ice suddenly flew away, such a scene made the onlookers stunned again, and then a more uproarious sound than before, also boiled directly from the crowd.

"Why do I think this is faster than the speed of cutting vegetables just now, I see that this little master is very stable, this should also be a knife technique, it's really a long insight."

"I'm a mother, this is incredible, I thought this could only be seen on TV, but I didn't expect it to be seen in reality, this is simply not cooking, it feels like juggling, no."

"Oh my God, this is so beautiful, it feels more enjoyable than watching a martial arts movie, the chef knows martial arts, no one can stop it..."

The crowd of onlookers whispered and discussed, and Su Dong, who had a trace of disdain for Wang Ming in the stands, had a blue and red on his face, he didn't expect that the young man in front of him, who seemed to be less than twenty years old, would have such a miraculous hand, at this moment, his eyes looked at Wang Ming not far in front of him, and the expression on his face was extremely exciting.

"What a sharp knife technique!" Shangguan Jing'er's face was extremely solemn, she had some research on any link and step of food, among the rumored three series of Lu cuisine, the condensing knife of the Jiaodong line and the three-way knife of the Confucian family were the top three knives in the culinary world, but they have always been famous, but they have never seen it, and now they see Wang Ming's strange and unpredictable sharp knife technique, even Shangguan Jing'er is also impressed by Wang Ming's knife technique.

Not only were the faces of the professional chefs and onlookers above the seats full of surprise, but even the other three people in the venue were a little dumbfounded, and the movements in their hands almost stopped reflexively, and the eyes of the three of them were a little stunned, looking at Wang Ming's expression in front of them, as if they had seen a ghost.

"I'm Nima... Is this still human? Cui Yongqing's palms trembled slightly, Huaiyang cuisine's requirements for knife skills and fire are extremely strict, just a dismantling of the braised fish head, the requirements for knife skills are extremely harsh, but now seeing Wang Ming's knife skills in the midst of the ice chips flying beside him, he also has to admit that not to mention the others, just when it comes to knife skills, he... Far from it.

"Lu cuisine... Tee knife? Or the Divine Sword? Ge Tian's face was also uncertain, and a pair of eyes stared at Wang Ming in front of him, Hui cuisine was able to enter the eight major cuisines, and he had also heard of the knife techniques of the two branches of Lu cuisine.

"Good dick." Zhou Qiang stretched out his hand and scratched the fleshy face, the knife throwing method in his hand had already stopped, and a pair of eyes looked at Wang Ming who was in the middle of the carving with surprise, and licked his lips with a little fiery.

Wang Ming didn't pay attention to the reaction of the outside world, once the Floating Spirit Knife Technique was performed, he needed to pay full attention, and every time Wang Ming cooked, no matter what he did, his spirit would also be highly concentrated, which was a habit and a kind of respect for cooking and food.

Under Wang Ming's rapid knife processing, the shape of a beautifully shaped lamp embryo gradually began to show in people's sight.

The shape of the lamp is very strange, there are three icicles on the ground below and the support point above, and they are crossed, and as for the lower periphery of the lamp head above, it is left with some different shapes of flowers carved, and because it is a rough shape, people can't see the flowers above, what kind of flowers are they.

The three people in the center of the venue retracted their gazes, calmed their moods, and began to devote themselves to cooking again, and Wang Ming's speed was due to the formation of the embryo, which gradually slowed down a little, and at the same time, under the rising temperature of the oil in the pot, Wang Ming turned around and adjusted the flame to the smallest state, and then turned around again and began to carve carefully.

Countless eyes converged in the center of the venue, looking at Wang Ming, who was gradually slowing down, watching the flat-edged knife or sharpening or grinding, and carrying out the final polishing and carving, and as time passed, a few minutes later, Wang Ming's carved ice cup was completed, and after putting it into the crisper box, he turned around and breathed a sigh of relief.

This is the first time Wang Ming has used frozen ice to carve, and the degree of hardness surprised him, and the texture is brittle and hard, if you are not careful, it will make the frozen ice crack, and therefore, in the subsequent link, Wang Ming chose to slow down the speed.

For the first time, he did not use the cold air in the jade pendant, relying on his own craftsmanship to complete the ice carving under the sun, Wang Ming was in a happy mood, and after coming to the front of the wok, he turned the flame on again, and with the sound of the flame directly, the oil temperature slowly rose again.

Grab the apples in the hard paste, carefully wrap it in a thin layer of hard paste, go down into the pot, wrap the hard apples into the pot, churn in the hot oil, quickly float up, the hard paste of the skin quickly forms and changes color, and the apples in it are also smoked by the heat, which makes the taste have some changes.

The rest of the hard paste floating in the pot was crushed and salvaged, and at the same time, the apple in it was gently stirred, so that it was heated evenly, not long, when the outer layer of hard paste was golden, Wang Ming quickly salvaged it, after the hot oil was poured into the oil gu, quickly cleaned the wok, added white sugar, clear oil and water, and quickly stirred.

The syrup hanging on the outside of the raw materials will resurface a little after cooling, which is called hanging frost, and if the heat is heavy, it will make the taste of the syrup slightly bitter, and it is difficult to pull out the shredded sugar as if the fire is light.

After boiling the sugar juice over low heat until it is slightly yellowish, viscous and filled with dense small bubbles, after turning off the flame, immediately put down the inner wok and clean your hands, and then start the final step of ice sculpture.

Take out the ice sculpture from the crisper box again, the original ice chips on it have slowly melted, but it looks more round and natural, Wang Ming's heart moved, the milky white jade plate on his chest spread out a burst of coldness, and poured into the ice sculpture along the palm, making the color of the ice sculpture more pure white, and a trace of cold air also floated out from above.

Wang Ming took out the ice sculpture and put it in the round porcelain plate on the cooking table, the circular plate of the lantern ice sculpture is very consistent with the porcelain plate, and it is also very firm to put on it, looking at the ice sculpture lamp filled with a thin layer of cold air, Wang Ming picked up a package of prepared powder on the side, which is mainly blue and red, faintly mixed with something like phosphor.

Approaching the various flowers under the lamp head that were overflowing with cold air, Wang Ming gently blew out, and the powder with fluorescent powder flew away, gently sticking to the various flowers under the ice sculpture lamp, making the level and color of the entire lamp suddenly rise to a higher level.

After doing this, Wang Ming measured his body, looked at the three people who were ready to finish the dishes, looked at them, smiled slightly, and lit the flame of the wok, after heating, poured out a part of the fried light yellow sugar juice, and then, put the fried apples into it, turned off the flame, and slowly stir-fried, and with the stir-frying, the temperature gradually dispersed, making the sugar juice more viscous, and after hanging evenly above the apples, Wang Ming carefully placed it on top of the ice cup with chopsticks.

"Whew." Looking at the apple that was about to be made, Wang Ming took the sugar juice poured out earlier, and his right hand had been replaced with a dense net like a whisk, and after putting it into the sugar juice bowl, he stirred gently, at a certain moment, at the moment when the sugar juice gradually began to be a little warm, Wang Ming's wrist shook, and then the net-like whisk-like vessel, with a viscous soup that was about to drip, was instantly lifted by Wang Ming, above the lamp, at a rapid speed, within a constant area, Shake it up quickly.

"Huh? Throw the sugar? ”