Pots of spicy crabs shiny red and exuding a domineering fragrance made the soldiers mouth full of oil, and they didn't delay them from blowing rainbow farts.

It was none other than Tang Zhen and the Zerg who were disgusted by them and were so ugly and hideous, but now they are really fragrant.

Listening to the praise of the soldiers, Tang Zhen, who was full of satisfied and happy smiles, looked at Jian Yan who tasted the spicy crab, and his expression became apprehensive again.

When she finished eating the spicy crab in the last bowl, Luoyang couldn't wait to say, "How about it?" ”

"Have you tasted it?" In short, he wiped his hands slowly and methodically, and did not answer rhetorical questions.

Tang Zhenzhen sank down, and he said uneasily, "I've tasted it." ”

"Take it easy, I won't scold you."

As he spoke, Jian Yan smiled and asked, "Do the uncles want to hear the truth or lie?" ”

Isn't this nonsense?

It has to be true.

Tang Zhen: That's what they said.

Jian Yan sighed and said with a smile, "Since everyone wants to hear the truth, then I'll just say it."

It's all good..."

Tang Zhen and the others had a happy smile on their faces when they heard this, after all, they have also been chefs for so many years, and it turns out that they have really not worked in vain all these years.

Look, the first time I made spicy crab, it was a success.

This is really something to be happy about.

Jian Yan looked at the smiling few people and Josh, who was blonde and blue-eyed, and waved his hand fiercely, instantly retracted the smile on his face, and said coldly, "I'm very proud, right?"

I'm not done yet, you're too early to rejoice.

The spicy crab is well done, at least the numb and spicy are prominent, but it is only good. ”

It's probably that the fly restaurant has learned a little cooking skills and has not yet reached the level of a chef, and it is not bad for people who do not have high food requirements, but it is full of shortcomings for gourmets.

"Who did this?" Pointing to the first empty bowl, Jian Yan asked.

"Me." Luoyang stepped forward, and the smile on his face was replaced by apprehension.

"Have you tasted it?"

"Hmm."

"Mine?"

"I tasted it too."

"Uncle Luo, what do you think is the difference between what you do and what I do?"

Luoyang was silent for two seconds and hesitated, "Probably... Mine is a little salty? ”

As a chef, even if he can't compare with those famous chefs who have been famous for a long time, Jian Yan has absolute confidence in his professional field.

So she didn't save any face for Luoyang, but said sharply, "It's not a little salty, it's so salty that you can kill a salt dealer."

Uncle Luo, I remember that when I made it, I clearly told you that the essence of spicy crab is spicy and fragrant.

Seasoning can be put in, but in moderation, you need to know that it is too much.

In addition, your spicy crab is not only salty, but also the heat is not well controlled, the meat does not taste at all, and all the flavors are on the surface.

If it's a rating, you won't even get a passing grade for this crab. ”

Luoyang looked at Jian Yan thoughtfully, "The heat and seasoning are a little difficult to grasp,"

No, it should be difficult to grasp the exact term, when the fire will be big, when the fire will be medium or small, he doesn't know at all.

The same goes for spices.

Obviously, it is added according to the amount in a nutshell, but the brain and hands always feel as if they are self-conscious, and they need to add a little salt to make the taste perfect.

So, add and add, and it's salty.

He also became the cook who killed the salt dealer.

"Is there a precise amount and time for this?"

Jian Yan was stunned, and then couldn't cry or laugh, "Uncle Luo, what do you think, how can this be accurate in weight and time."