Looking at the basket full of chicken feet, Ye Jingshu couldn't help but smile:

"Chengyi" is famous for its fairness and justice, and the rumors at first sight today are indeed true.

Lu Kai is also smart, and chose chicken feet as the raw material for the competition, although the quantity can be chosen at will, but the quality is the same.

In this way, you can avoid affecting the voting results due to different materials and differences in the tastes of many people.

For chicken feet, Ye Jingshu is actually no stranger. I didn't miss this ingredient before I got the space.

Chicken feet are not only cheap, but also delicious, compared to pork, it does not have a fishy smell on pork, and it is more convenient to handle than pork.

The tournament lasted until 12 noon, and there were still a few hours to go, so it must have been a lot of time.

Ye Jingshu was not in a hurry, she walked forward briskly and began to carefully select the chicken feet in the basket.

But before he could take a few, Master Li on the side ran over in a hurry, as if he was afraid that Ye Jingshu would take away all the good ones and leave some defective products for himself.

"Get out of the way, let Lao Tzu pick first!"

After hearing this, Ye Jingshu laughed angrily:

"You're really cheeky, you don't look at how old you are, and you came to grab it from me, obviously I arrived first, okay?"

"You so much nonsense! Let you let Lao Tzu die, Lao Tzu is still an elder! ”

After that, he didn't care much, so he put his hand into the basket, grabbed the white and delicate chicken feet, and took most of them like a wind.

"You can pick and choose, so you can leave some for me!"

Li Yongcai doesn't care so much, anyway, there is no limit to the quantity. After taking it, he smiled provocatively again.

"This old man is not ashamed, he is a lot older, and there are so many tricks!"

After that, Ye Jingshu was no longer distracted, took the remaining chicken feet to the desk, and began to deal with them carefully.

First, use scissors to cut the nails on the chicken feet one by one. After that, carefully rinse off any remaining blood with clean water.

Ye Jingshu added cooking wine, peppercorns, cinnamon, bay leaves and other seasonings to the pot, poured the chicken feet into the blanch, and skimmed off the foam. Remove and rinse again with water.

After making these preparations, Ye Jingshu began to carefully recall the dishes about chicken feet.

In his previous life, before he died, there were many ways to eat chicken feet: such as pickled pepper chicken feet, tiger skin chicken feet, ordinary braised chicken feet, and so on.

Even later, chicken feet were paired with fruits, and they became the popular "passion fruit lemon chicken feet" that swept the Internet.

Ye Jingshu remembered that after she got married in her last life, her mother-in-law liked to eat pickled pepper chicken feet very much, so she often instructed herself to go to the village outlet to buy pickled peppers and make them for her.

Thinking of this, Ye Jingshu smiled bitterly: she had been carefully raised by her parents for more than 20 years, and she had never cooked a meal for them.

After getting married, he had to serve the Pu family every day.

Thinking of this, Ye Jingshu felt bitter in her heart: This fate is really tortuous and hard......

To get back to the point, in fact, Ye Jingshu is not as handy as making barbecue for chicken feet.

After all, for barbecue, I have been training in the space day by day.

Thinking of this, Ye Jingshu couldn't help but secretly decide: After this competition, she must enter the space and practice this part well.

However, Ye Jingshu is still very confident that she will beat Li Yong in this competition.

After all, he is also the one who has received the true biography of Old Man Mo.

In fact, for lo-mei, the methods are all the same, but the ingredients are different, and there will be subtle differences in the way of processing.

Thinking of this, Ye Jingshu decided to make a very classic "spicy tiger skin chicken feet".

First, sprinkle a layer of flour on the outside of the processed chicken feet, and shake the basin vigorously to evenly wrap the flour on it.

After that, Ye Jingshu heated the oil in a pot, put the chicken feet into it one by one, and fried them.

After the chicken feet floated to the surface one by one, and there were fine and dense pimples, forming a golden and crispy skin, Ye Jingshu fished them out one by one.

Taking advantage of the gap between the fried chicken feet, Ye Jingshu started to make the soup.

First, put a series of condiments such as beer, spices, cinnamon, bay leaves, star anise, etc. into the pot. After that, pour in some seasonings such as light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, chili, salt, sugar, etc., and add the marinated broth.

Once boiling, pour the chicken feet over low heat and simmer. After about half an hour, wait for the hard crust on the chicken feet to transform into layers of crumpled "tiger skin", and the dish is completely completed.

It looks bright red and bright, smells fresh and fragrant, and makes people's appetite move.

Looking at Ye Jingshu, who was not in a hurry, skillful in his movements, and quite a general, Lu Kai nodded again and again in his heart: It seems that he really didn't find the wrong person this time.

Compared with Ye Jingshu's old way, Li Yong, who is known as a famous lo-mei master, is not as easy as he said.

"Shhh...... Damn, it's painful! ”

Li Yong, who was changing the knife for chicken feet, accidentally cut his fingers, and red blood flowed out, making him grin in pain. There is no one who has the demeanor of a senior.

"How did you do this chicken claw, it's so disgusting, it makes Lao Tzu's hands scratched!"

However, the game had to continue, and Li Yong felt more and more that he couldn't lose to Ye Jingshu's yellow-haired girl.

Otherwise, where will his face go at that time, and how will he gain a foothold in the food industry!

Thinking of this, Li Yong also let go, endured the pain, took out a band-aid casually, treated the wound briefly, and continued to operate.

After watching Li Yong pour oil into the pot, add sugar, and add ginger slices, Ye Jingshu understood that Li Yong was going to make a "braised chicken feet".

"Mom!"

I saw Li Yong quickly covering his eyes.

Yo he! It turned out that the oil in the pot was too hot. After the sugar melted, Li Yong poured the chicken feet directly into it, and the oil splashed into his eyes, no wonder the pain became like this.

Wrong! Wait a minute......

Ye Jingshu looked at the chicken feet that had just been poured into the pot, and was completely amused:

This...... This chicken paw is obviously raw, this Li Yong, is he really a person who has worshipped a famous teacher? How can I even skip the important step of blanching the chicken feet before making them again!

He really doesn't know, or if he doesn't know, if the chicken feet are not blanched, then the taste of the finished product must not be so wonderful.

But Li Yong didn't seem to understand this simple truth, and he wrapped the chicken feet in sugar and poured soy sauce on them. After that, stir a few times with a spoon and add water directly to cover the pot.

What the! Don't add beer, at least put some cooking wine!

Not to mention anything else, even an ordinary housewife knows that cooking wine and pepper should be put in it when cooking meat, which can be fishy.

And this person, known as the "master of lo-mei", just put some soy sauce and stirred it twice...... Isn't that a waste of things?

Ye Jingshu turned her head and glanced at Lu Kai, both of whom saw the banter in the other party's eyes.

couldn't help but pull the corners of her mouth, Ye Jingshu couldn't help laughing, and glanced up at Lu Kai, as if asking him:

"Li Yong's level of master, where did you find it? Can a big wonder like this also come to "Chengyi" as a technical director? ”

After that, he winked mischievously at Lu Kai.

Lu Kai comprehended, and helplessly spread his hands:

"Who knows, I'm not looking for people, don't ask me.!"

In the blink of an eye, the braised chicken feet on Li Yong's side were almost the same.

When the water was about to boil, I saw him quickly sprinkle a layer of chopped green onions on top and get it out of the pot.

Li Yong let out a sigh of relief, reached out to wipe the sweat that kept dripping from his forehead, and sat down on the sofa beside him.

"Okay, Uncle Ben is also done here, where are the people who tried the food, let them come up!"

Looking at Erlang's legs on the sofa, with a look of "I'm an uncle, who am I afraid of", Ye Jingshu couldn't help laughing:

"Manager Lu, my side has also been completed, please announce the start of the next tasting stage."

"Okay, please come down with your finished product!"

After hearing Lu Kai's words, Li Yong couldn't hold back at all:

"What? It's going down, it's so troublesome! Lao Tzu has been doing chicken paws for a long time, and he is already too tired to stand up, and he has to follow you to send these things down, what are you kidding! ”

Lu Kai turned his head, showed a polite and detached smile, and said politely:

"Master Li, please forgive me, because there are as many as thirty people in the crowd, and the space above is limited, so I will arrange for them to wait below. Please go down with Master Ye and me! ”

"Cut, okay, I'll give you this face!"

With that, he lazily moved down from his chair and walked slowly towards Lu Kai.

At this time, it was just time for dinner, and the crowd sitting below smelled the fragrance wafting down from above, and they couldn't hold it back.

"Have you heard, this time the two above are masters recruited by 'Chengyi', saying that they want to try it together to see whose craftsmanship is better!"

"It's really exciting!"

Next to him was an old man with glasses. After smelling the scent of chicken feet wafting down from above, he couldn't hold back anymore and began to pac in place.

"Don't worry, don't you see that people have already come down?"

Looking at the two people next to Lu Kai, everyone discussed:

"Wife, is that little girl also the master who came to the competition? He looks young, and the taste of whether you say it will be made is also very bad, I think he lost this time! ”

The aunt on the side patted her wife and whispered her opinion.

"No, old woman, I have the opposite opinion of yours. You've never seen the world! ”

"What does it mean that a man cannot be disguised, and the sea cannot be measured? I think this little girl is very good, maybe even better than the one next to him, I don't believe we can taste it later. ”