Chapter 87: Hell Elegy
"Kung Pao Chicken?" Chunni looked at Li Gengxin in front of her in amazement, and subconsciously muttered a sentence in her mouth. Li Gengxin was a little unnatural, and put down the work of counting the ingredients first. Turning her head to look at Chunni in front of her, she asked in surprise, "What?" Any questions? ”
Li Gengxin, who had just stepped into the competition venue at the last second, looked at Chunni in surprise, after all, he didn't understand why making a kung pao chicken would make Chunni react so strangely.
"Well, although Kung Pao Chicken is indeed relatively ordinary, and many large restaurants and restaurants have this dish, but the essence of this dish is not something that everyone can grasp. It tastes great! The reason why Li Gengxin explained so thoroughly to Chunni was mainly because at this time, a cameraman was carrying a "cannon" and dangling around.
"No...... No, no! Master Li, you misunderstood. Mainly before you come, the even master of Emei Restaurant is also making Kung Pao Chicken. Your dish is the same as Chef Lian's. Chunni explained to Li Gengxin.
"Haha...... I see! Li Gengxin nodded at Chunni, and turned his head absently to look at the operating table where Lian Lian was sitting.
At this time, standing next to the cutting board, watching the chef he brought was cutting the chicken thighs, he was actually looking at Li Gengxin. At this time, Lian Lian saw Li Gengxin looking at him, and subconsciously hurriedly lowered his head. I don't know why, Lian Lian didn't have the courage to look at Li Gengxin.
"I owe him a piece of Kung Pao Chicken, and I owe him a real showdown." Li Gengxin responded softly.
Chunni looked dazed and didn't understand who he was talking about in Li Gengxin's mouth. I didn't understand what Li Gengxin meant in this sentence. Following Li Gengxin's gaze, Chunni glanced at Lianlian. A storm of curiosity hung in his head.
"Update! The pan is hot! Yang Sanwu shouted at Li Gengxin.
Li Gengxin hurriedly looked back, nodded and said, "Pour down the peanuts!" As he spoke, Li Gengxin walked to the stove, grabbed the frying spoon with his own hands, and began to slowly push the peanuts in the pot and began to fry the peanuts attentively.
After a crackling sound, Li Gengxin extinguished the flame of the stove. The oil temperature dropped quickly, and the peanuts in the pot calmed down. Then Li Gengxin lit the fire fiercely. Orange flames erupted from both sides of the stove.
Suddenly, Li Gengxin scooped up the peanuts in the oil pot with a hand spoon, and looked back at Yang Sanwu at this time, he had already prepared a tray for himself, with a layer of snow-white oil-absorbing paper attached to it.
There was a crisp sound, and the sound of peanuts hitting the stainless steel tray echoed with a crisp sound.
Zhao Dahai had already been instructed by Li Gengxin, carrying a bottle of Erguotou in one hand. Carrying a bottle of white vinegar in one hand. Drizzle a little over the peanuts in a two-pronged manner. Bursts of mist rise, and there is a faint aroma of vinegar and wine.
At this time, Mo Xiaoxian and Nalan Qiancheng turned around and shouted at Li Gengxin, "Update, the chicken thigh has been cut into pieces." ”
"Good!" Li Gengxin nodded, walked between the two of them, looked at a large pot of chicken thighs, and nodded with satisfaction. The knife seal of the two is naturally unquestionable, and each piece of chicken has a thumb nail square. Li Gengxin picked up the prepared egg white, and poured the water starch into the chicken thigh. Then he turned to Zhao Dahai and asked, "Master Zhao, where is the rose salt?" ”
"Oooh! Still in the box and didn't take it out! Zhao Dahai wiped the sweat stains on his forehead, then turned around and rummaged out a can of pink salt from the box.
Rose salt has always been a novelty condiment on the table. People who don't understand rose salt think that its flavor and appearance may be special, but when it comes to health and nutrition, it is not really outstanding.
But most people don't know. Hundreds of millions of years ago, the Himalayan region was originally an ocean, and then through the Himalayan orogeny in the South Asian subcontinent, the vicissitudes of the sea, the sun dried the seawater to produce crystalline sea salt, after hundreds of millions of years of geological extrusion and underground high temperature, the underground minerals and sea salt combined to form salt fossils. That is, rose salt. It also produces red, pink and white colors due to the different composition of minerals, and the shape is like crystal.
The most important thing is that it is rock salt, and at the same time this salt is slightly lighter than ordinary salt. A small amount of rose salt is placed in the meat and starched. It can play an unexpected role!
Li Gengxin was wearing disposable gloves on his hands at this time. Starch the diced chicken in the pot clockwise......
Circle of spinning, circle of fiddling. It makes people curious.
Dai Mengrao, who was watching the scene in front of him from a distance, smiled lightly and said, "I really didn't expect it." Li Gengxin is really a kung pao chicken! ”
"Uh...... I didn't expect Li Gengxin to really be a kung pao chicken. Hong Honghong stood aside. He was washing a large black hair-like mass in his hand.
Dai Mengrao turned his head to look at Hong Honghong, suddenly frowned and said, "Honghong, pay attention to wash the impurities in the hair cabbage!" ”
"Master Dai, don't worry, I haven't finished washing yet. There will be no tooth crunch when serving. After Hong Honghong finished speaking, he smiled.
"Hmm!" Dai Mengrao smiled, which was in response to Hong Honghong. Holding a thin mulberry knife in his hand, he threw the snow-white towel on the cutting board, grabbed a cleaned fresh abalone in the basin and put it on top of the white towel. After wiping the surface of the abalone with a white towel. The blade of the knife was slanted into the knife, and the abalone was lifted up one by one.
Each slice of abalone is crystal clear, but not as thin as paper. It is slightly thicker, so that diners who eat abalone can feel the crisp texture of the abalone.
It is said that one mind cannot be used for two purposes. But Dai Mengrao didn't even look at the abalone in his hand at this time, and he already had a silhouette in his heart based on the feeling of touching it in his hand. The knife quickly sliced the abalone slices, but his mouth said with some mockery: "I deeply understand a truth today. ”
"What's the truth?" Hong Honghong cleaned up the hair cabbage in her hand and asked suspiciously.
"Rotten wood cannot be carved, and walls of dung cannot be built! Lian Lian has already lost in terms of spirit. How do you compare the cooked dishes with Li Gengxin? Hey......" Dai Mengrao sighed, and then stopped talking.
Hong Honghong subconsciously raised her head at this time and glanced at Lianlian's console. I saw Lian Lian yelling at the chef he brought with a hideous face.
"I've said it a few times, the chicken should be even! You've been in the kitchen for decades. Don't you know that the starch of Kung Pao Chicken must be mixed into a handful of shapes that seem to flow in your hands? How to use such a thin starch? How to use it! The hysterical connection made all the chefs of Emei Restaurant turn blue one by one, and dare not speak out.
Lian Lian didn't seem to be paying attention, and if he yelled out, he couldn't help himself. Instead, it will become a "hellish elegy" during the game! (To be continued.) )
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