Due to the continuous drizzle in the past few days, the small shop is not as popular as the previous two days, although there are still many diners who come to buy, but Meka alone can completely cope with it, and this has also caused Wang Ming to be a little more idle these days.

There are still not many diners at night, about eight o'clock, there are not many orders at the mouth of the kitchen to pass the dishes, Wang Ming finished the work at hand, looked at the already empty cooking table, and sighed in his heart, the boat of friendship will turn over, and the good business will be no one.

The work in the hands of the head chef Li Long has also come to an end, and after a simple arrangement of the work at hand, he beckoned to Wang Ming, and Wang Ming saw this, wiped his hands, although Zhong Ge on the side was a little unoptimistic, but still carried all the ingredients of the boiled fish and put them on the cooking table in front of the head chef Li Long.

"Soybean oil, a barrel of five liters of rapeseed oil, white cardamom, citronella, sand kernels, cinnamon. Caoguo..."

Opening the bags one by one, checking the spices inside, Wang Ming counted silently in his heart, and after confirming that it was correct, he looked at Zhong Ge on the side.

"Coriander stalks, remember to wash the roots, half a pound of celery scraps, and carrot scraps, after they are cleaned, control the moisture and bring it over."

Wang Ming's voice fell, and Zhong Ge on the side also nodded, and immediately walked towards the place on the pier.

At this moment, since most of the work in the kitchen has been completed, everyone has nothing to do, although they are not optimistic about Wang Ming, but the pair of eyes are still looking here, especially Wang Wendong and the three of them on the pier, looking at Wang Ming's gaze, they are even more disdainful.

"I don't know what the chef thinks, how he asked him to mix the ingredients, I remember that Master Li did it a few times in the past few months, and it didn't seem to have a good effect. But work is not child's play, how can you let a novice who has just wok to do this. ”

"People are now a big celebrity in front of the head chef, even if they fail and are embarrassed, they will probably be praised, what dare to experiment or something, we can't do it, how long has this been here, it's really more popular than people, this kid doesn't look like anything."

"Wait, if he messes up in a while, even if no one says anything, he probably won't have a face, after all, in front of so many people."

The two people next to Wang Wendong whispered as always, as if Wang Ming had infringed on their interests no matter what he did here, and he would never miss the opportunity to ridicule Wang Ming at any time.

At this time, as the voices of the two fell, Wang Wendong's face on the side became a little ugly, but he didn't say much, but deep down, there was a voice roaring.

"One day, I'm going to trample you under my feet.

And in Wang Ming's inspection of the spice room, several masters on the wok were also puzzled, but after all, people are old and refined, although they are dissatisfied with the chef Li Long's somewhat preferred approach, but they did not interfere loudly, especially the master of the fifth wok, looking at Wang Ming's gaze, there was a trace of admiration.

"I don't know if Wang Ming, this kid, can make it, this thing, for the amount of heat and materials, but quite rigorous, I hope he can make a different kind of boiled fish oil."

Under the gaze of everyone, Wang Ming carefully checked the spices, and during this period, in the clean stainless steel three-zero barrel, two different materials of oil were also evenly poured into half under the gaze of the head chef Li Long.

The three-zero barrel is on fire, with the slow heating, Wang Ming has controlled the amount of white cardamom and grass fruit and other spices in his hand, and then goes down into the barrel, as the oil temperature rises, the oil in the barrel rolls, eroding the spices wafting in it, and the fragrance in it slowly evaporates.

During Wang Ming's oil refining, Zhong Ge had also cut and controlled the water for several kinds of vegetables, Wang Ming turned the flame slightly smaller, silently paid attention to the movement in the barrel, stretched out his right hand from time to time and fanned it gently, and sniffed the smell of it on the tip of his nose.

The simmering lasted for about 20 minutes, and the two oils in the barrel were gradually mixed together, showing a touch of translucent yellow, and the flavor of the spices in it gradually began to volatilize, Wang Ming reached out and took the vegetables on the side, poured the carrots and celery scraps, as well as the washed coriander stalks, into the barrel, and then added spices such as lemongrass, still boiled over low heat, and stirred with a hand spoon from time to time.

At this moment, with the passage of time, although the kitchen is mixed with the noise of the exhaust fan, and the air in the kitchen is pumped hard, there are still bursts of fragrance, slowly diffusing from the three zero barrels.

"Somewhat, it seems?"

"This scent, curious."

The wok master closest to Wang Ming was the first to smell the aroma wafting out of the three-zero bucket at this moment, and they looked at each other and talked in a low voice, and Li Long, who was beside Wang Ming, looked at Wang Ming's gaze at the moment, with complexity, although he was not sure about the final effect of the boiled oil, but the smell of the current smell alone could make him sure that the boiled oil made by Wang Ming was completely different from the diffused taste he had seen, and the latter seemed... It's more mellow.

Everyone was silent, and as time passed, the fragrance emitted from the barrel gradually became stronger, and slowly, filling the space in the kitchen, so that almost everyone smelled this unique fragrance.

Wang Wendong and the three people on the pier, the two piers and the three piers at the moment, the expressions on their faces at this moment are quite exciting, the two people who were still talking in a low voice before, looking at each other at this moment, both of their faces are red, and the fragrance diffused from the barrel is like a slap on the faces of the two people, making the expressions on the faces of the two people at this moment indescribably complicated.

And when both of them were embarrassed, Wang Wendong on the side of the head pier, although his heart was also shocked, but he did not show the slightest, his face was flat, and he looked in the direction of Wang Ming's operation.

"I've heard that boiling oil is to absorb the spices and auxiliary vegetable flavors into the oil, and this kind of aroma diffusion is a precursor to failure."

And just after Wang Wendong's voice fell, the faces of the two people on the side eased a little, and they nodded slightly at this time, as if they were finding an excuse for what they said before, but the gaze that looked in the direction of Wang Ming from time to time still carried a trace of nervousness.

"Failure... Fail. ”

Erdun kept praying in his heart, feeling the fragrance in the kitchen, his face showed a trace of expectation, and Wang Wendong on the side, his eyes were also looking in the direction of Wang Ming, and it seemed to confirm Wang Wendong's prediction, when the vegetable accessories in the barrel were gradually fried into light yellow, Wang Ming poured the last spice into the barrel, watching the comfrey gradually decomposed, Wang Ming slowly increased the flame, about thirty seconds later, Wang Ming slowly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

And at this moment, the faces of the two people on the pier changed slightly, even Wang Wendong on the side, the frowning brows were a little deeper, and then they seemed to sense something, and their faces changed suddenly.

"This..."