Just as Tang Zhen and the others were impressed by her hand work, Jian Yan suddenly stopped and looked over with a smile on his face.

"Uncle Tang, I want to ask where are the ingredients?"

"If you want the ingredients, I'll get them for you."

Tang Zhen ran to another cooking table with a big belly and brought a shelf.

"It's all here."

There are more than 20 bottles and cans on the shelves, all transparent, except for a few jars of spices in a nutshell, the rest are not recognized.

This time she didn't ask, but tasted the seasonings in the jar one by one, and then continued to spread the seasoning on the top of the cut fish.

Then he carried the fishtail and shook it skillfully.

The shredded parts of the fish's body suddenly bloomed like flowers, and strands like thorns stood up.

The fish that has been shaped by starch should be fried in the pan immediately, otherwise the dry starch will easily stick together after the dry starch is wet, which will affect the shape and appearance.

In short, she practiced knife work in a small way, in order to have the strength to shake the spoon, and also learned the family martial arts with her father, even if she learned to love beauty and began to consciously take care of her hands after she became sensible, she inevitably left a thick layer of calluses on her hands.

How thick is it?

So thick that you can't feel the oil, and it's gentle and painful.

But that was the old Jane, and the current Jane has a pair of beautiful and fair hands.

The fingers are as slender as onion tubes.

The nails are a healthy and beautiful pale pink.

Of course, in addition to being calloused, Jian Yan's original hands are also a pair of hands that are beautiful enough to be used as hand models, no worse than her current hands.

But now the hands are calloused, and they are soft and boneless.

It feels like a great touch.

It is also sensitive to oil temperature.

So, Tang Zhen and the others saw Jian Yan put his hand two centimeters above the oil pot for a while, then withdrew his hand and picked up the fish on the plate and put it into the oil pot.

"What is this for?"

"Deep-frying and shaping."

In short, the squirrel fish to be made, the squirrel fish is a Su dish, and it is named because it resembles a squirrel.

In short, he was also idle, in the process of frying the fish, not only told Tang Zhen, who was full of curiosity, the origin of the squirrel fish, but also instructed them to shred the potatoes, smash the cucumbers, pick the water spinach and wash and drain it, and the purple crispy fruit was also shredded and put aside for her to stand.

Tang Zhen and the others are very willing to help, but they have doubts about the existence of the earth ball.

Chef Luoyang, who was about the same age as Tang Zhen, couldn't help reminding him anymore, "Little Miss Jane, let me tell you, soil balls are not edible..."

"Just call me in a nutshell."

Miss Jane's title made her goosebumps rise, it was so strange.

"Why can't the balls be edible?"

Potatoes are a good ingredient for the people, and they don't look good, but in fact, they are eaten in a variety of ways.

Suitable for all ages.

The main thing is that this food is produced in high quantities and is inexpensive.

It can also be used as a staple food.

She didn't understand why such a good potato was so rejected, and she gave such an ugly name as a dirt ball.

"Dirt balls are poisonous."

"Potatoes are indeed poisonous, but they only produce toxins when the skin is blue and sprouted, and I saw that the soil balls I took out are not poisonous and can be eaten with confidence."

Tang Zhen listened to Jian Yan's words, and somehow suddenly became full of red light, and his eyes showed unconcealed eagerness, "Are you serious? ”

"It's true."

Tang Zhen's eyes flickered, and he said, "How do you cut the soil ball?" I'll cut it for you. ”

"Peel and shred."

"Got it."