Chapter 133: Not a Serious Pot

The empire is an amazing country, and the food culture is very disconnected.

Many ingredients and seasonings are not available, and cooking methods are largely lost.

Wheat and cornstarch exist just like flour.

In view of the fact that the worms needed for the crystal shrimp dumplings and crab roe soup dumplings have not yet returned, Jian Yan is not in a hurry to prepare the dumpling wrappers and dough.

Instead, he took a chicken weighing seven or eight pounds from the incubator and came out to stew soup.

Cooking chicken soup is really good at it, and there is no need to teach it in a nutshell.

Seeing that she brought out the blood from the chicken blanched in boiling water, Tang Zhen immediately took a pot and gave it to Jian Yan, "Cook it with this, quickly." ”

This pot is a bit weird in shape, not like a serious pot.

But since Tang Zhen handed it over, he also pointed it out quickly, and simply subconsciously thought that this was a pressure cooker.

I took it very happily and put the chicken in, and then put in the ginger slices, green onions and water.

When he was about to put the pot on the burning stove and start the fire, Tang Zhen handed over a board that looked like a display screen.

"This is an accelerator, a complementary product to the pot."

In short, "...

What kind of pot is this?

It doesn't look like a serious pot, so why is there a matching board.

She silently glanced at the board and handed the pot to Tang Zhen.

"Uncle Tang, it's better for you to come, I won't use this thing."

"You've got to learn, it's a good time-saver."

Having said that, Tang Zhen still took the pot and put it on the board, and then taught it by hand.

This board is a black technology, and there are only two human temperature sensing keys on it.

The key on the left is the open button, and when it lights up, a transparent cover will pop up on the board that can cover the entire pot tightly.

Then press the key on the right, which is the time acceleration key.

The flow rate of time inside the hood is different from the outside, it takes two or three hours to stew a soup outside, and it only takes half an hour inside the hood.

After listening to Tang Zhen's commentary, Sparta, she remembered the space novels she had read in the native world.

Time in space is different from the outside world, and the law of conservation of energy is completely useless in space.

She didn't think much about it when she looked at it at the time, but now the appearance of this black technology board makes it impossible for her to look directly at the law of conservation of energy.

"How does this transparent shroud speed up time?" She asked, stunned.

"I don't know, it's a new product from the Imperial Manufacturing Research Center.

There is currently no sale on the market, and it is only for internal use in the army, in order to save time. ”

The esophagus industry is not popular in the empire, even if the employment prospects of the esophagus are good, the benefits are good, and the treatment is high.

The people of the empire feel that those who engage in esophagus are either dealing with nutrient solution or pots and pans every day, which is a very unproductive behavior.

Most of them are willing to develop in mecha manufacturing, commanding, martial arts and other professions, and they are not willing to choose esophagus.

As a result, the Department of Esophageology has become one of the most difficult majors in major universities.

It has also led to the Chef Association, which has not been able to recruit a chef who has graduated from esophageology for several years.

Of the more than 10 billion people in the empire, less than 100,000 people are engaged in the esophagus, and even fewer are cooks, and there are no 20,000.

Some of these chefs were assigned to restaurants with high salaries and no worries about food and clothing, and some were assigned to various military stars as resident chefs, who also received high salaries but had nowhere to spend.

That's it, the key is that the number of garrisons in each military star is as little as tens of thousands, and as many as hundreds of thousands, just a few cooks can't supply so many mouths.