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In front of the wok, Wang Ming's palm stretched out to the cornstarch seasoning jar and stagnated slightly, feeling the slightly astringent feeling in the cornstarch slurry water, his brows furrowed slightly, and then, twisted up a small handful of cornstarch slurry, gently rubbed, his eyes were slightly cold, and when he looked away, he fell on a little chef in overalls on the side.

"Excuse me, do you still have cornstarch?"

Removing the wok on the stove, Wang Ming's eyes with a hint of a smile slowly spoke, as his voice fell, the little chef's face was slightly unnatural, but then, he pretended to be very puzzled.

"The cornstarch was just soaked in the morning, what's the problem?"

The little chef was worried in his heart, just from the moment when Wang Ming was grabbing the cornstarch water, his face showed hesitation, he had been silently observing Wang Ming's actions, and he had a little premonition in his heart, at this moment, as Wang Ming opened his mouth to ask, although there was a ghost in his heart, he thought that he had covered up the past intact, and as his voice fell, the puzzled expression on his face became more realistic.

"Hmm... There seems to be something wrong with this cornstarch water, or you might as well change it for me. ”

The expression on the little chef's face, how could he hide it from Wang Ming's eyes, he was a human being in two lives, how could he not see that the little chef was not quite right, and he already had a little guess in his heart, but after all, he still didn't say it, but he looked at the little chef's eyes, but there was a hint of kindness in his eyes.

As Wang Ming's voice fell, several people on the side also noticed a trace of unusual taste, and when they all looked at the two of them, the little chef's face showed hesitation, and when he passed Su Yahui without a trace, Su Yahui pretended to look away as if nothing happened.

"I'll look for it..."

The little chef walked slowly towards the small warehouse where the spices were stored in the kitchen, and seeing this, Wang Ming retracted his gaze and swept to the side of Ling Wufeng, who had already started to cook the dishes.

"What's going on?"

Just when Wang Ming was waiting for the little chef to get cornstarch, Li Long on the side also walked over, looked at Wang Ming with doubts, and said slowly, as his voice fell, Wang Ming also smiled bitterly, and then pushed the spice jar with cornstarch in his hand forward.

"It's a good means, the cornstarch is mixed with starch, if you don't feel and distinguish it carefully, it may be really difficult to find that there will be this kind of cattiness.

"This means seems harmless, but it will have some impact on the color of the finished dish and the blending of the sauce, and it will not be too obvious when it is cooked, and it can not be used for two minutes, because the speed of starch decomposition is accelerated, and the soup on the cooked dish will quickly penetrate into the bottom of the plate, so that the color of the dish is gray, and its quality will also plummet in an instant."

Li Long's voice sounded, and when it fell in Wang Ming's ears, Wang Ming also nodded, as for the others, although they also found out that something was wrong here, but because of the roar of the flames rising in the kitchen, they couldn't hear the conversation between the two, but they vaguely guessed that there should be something wrong with the cornstarch.

"Damn..."

Not far away, Su Yahui roared in his heart, starch and cornstarch were mixed with each other, especially when a certain ratio was reached, ordinary people could not detect it with the naked eye, but what he didn't expect was that Wang Ming had just come into contact with it, and he noticed that something was wrong, and he was very sure when he saw it like this, so that when he was ashamed in his heart, he could only stand helplessly at the back of the crowd.

After a while, the little chef ran out, holding a bag of cornstarch in his hand, at this moment his face had completely calmed down, and he was particularly disgusted by Su Yahui's unrighteousness in his heart, and when he tore open the seal, he showed a somewhat apologetic smile at Wang Ming, and Wang Ming also smiled when he saw this, and immediately looked at him meaningfully, and the corners of his mouth lifted a smile.

"Thank you."

After changing the cornstarch, as everyone slowly dispersed, Wang Ming raised the flame again, when the water boiled slightly, he poured out the yam in it, rinsed it with water, injected a small amount of base oil into the pot, green onion boiling pot, immediately put in a little water and white vinegar and stir evenly, add an appropriate amount of edible salt, chicken essence and sugar, after boiling, the yam was also put into the pot by him, quickly add a small amount of freshly soaked cornstarch sauce, and then pour in a little pepper oil, simply stir-fry twice, put it on a plate and put it out of the pot.

The vinegar yam is white and translucent as a whole, the juice of the starch on it is just right, when it is shiny, there are more shallots at will, with the bursts of heat rising, a faint aroma of cooking vinegar and pepper oil mixed with pepper oil gradually spreads.

"It's a good vinegar yam, and he can master the sauce to this extent, this little master has some means."

The head chef of Feiyang Pavilion's private cuisine stood in front of him, looking at the crystal white vinegar yam, he couldn't help nodding, and when he spoke, he looked at Ling Wufeng's gaze and had a trace of pity, and immediately took the dish in person and walked slowly towards the entrance of the elevator.

And the chef treated him like this, everyone on the side was also surprised, and therefore, when they looked at Wang Ming, their eyes were full of incredulity, they may not understand the essence of it, but they knew that they could make the chef treat it like this, and that dish had been recognized by him.

When Wang Ming was cooking the second dish, Ling Wufeng on the side had already stir-fried the last dish out of the pot, and after putting it on the plate, he dashingly crossed the wok through an elegant arc, and after falling steadily on the stove, he wiped his hands, and then, his eyes swept over where Wang Ming was, and a smile set off at the corner of his mouth, and then he seemed to chuckle lightly and walked out of the kitchen.

The oil temperature in the wok, as the green shrimp and pork loin flowers were blanched and cooled, Wang Ming took the good slice of meat and put it in the pot, with the slight stirring of the iron chopsticks, the pieces of snow-white meat gradually appeared on the oil surface.

Wang Ming looked attentive, put the kidney flower and shrimp into the pot in turn, the oil and water were boiling, and at the same time, the excess water in it was removed, and the only little blood and water left in the pork kidney flower were fried, and then all the water was salvaged with a colander.

Fill the pot with base oil, add minced garlic to burst the fragrance, pour out the chives and the raw materials that have crossed the oil, and then, he turned around, stirred the mixed juice evenly, and quickly poured it into the pot with the stir-frying action, and finally, add shredded green onions and stir-fry again, and put it out of the pot and put it on the plate.

The whole set of actions was very natural, and everyone on the side also nodded, Wang Ming quickly brushed the pot, and after cleaning the stove simply, he breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards Li Long at the door of the kitchen.

"That guy is really a little arrogant, he went up directly, it seems, he has a look of ambition, and I really don't know who gave him so much confidence."

Smiling at Li Long, Wang Ming's gaze swept over the staircase on the second floor, and said to Li Long, and then, his eyes swept over the private chef who came slowly, Wang Ming smiled sideways.

"I'm tired of you just now, and I actually served the food myself, thank you for your love." (To be continued.) )