[Please keep in mind the domain name of this site" ", or search in Baidu: Sanlian Literature Network] It's a new day. Ruixue began to sharpen her knives as usual. Sharpening knives is the beginning of each day for a chef.

The blade was carefully sharpened on the slender whetstone, and the surface of the blade was snow-white. Ruixue tried it with her thumb.

Seeing that Rui Xue actually used her thumb to test the blade, Zhou Qing couldn't help laughing: "Big girl, who told you to do this?" ”

Rui Xue pointed at Chengzi and them: "They are all like this, even Master Mao and they do it." ”

Zhou Qingan turned his head to Feng Wanfu and said, "Feng Imperial Chef, what do you say?" ”

Feng Wanfu asked Chengzi with a smile: "You are a senior brother, tell me, where did you learn it?" ”

Chengzi said embarrassedly: "My mother used to ask someone to choke on a kitchen knife, and I think that's what that person did, so I ...... it."

Zhang Baoming pointed at Chengzi and scolded: "I said that these people are so virtuous. It turned out that it was your kid who led the good head. ”

Chengzi smiled upside down: "Isn't that how you came?" Master Zhang, I've heard people say that Master Guan's Qinglong Yanyue Knife is so fast, pull out the hair and put it on it, and you can break it yourself. Could it be that your knife is also a hair that can be broken by resting on it? ”

Zhang Baoming glared at Chengzi: "You won't cut off my head as a watermelon?" ”

Chengzi was a little afraid, laughed dryly, and said, "How can it." ”

Zhou Qingan motioned for Chengzi to bring the unsharpened knife, and asked him to bring another piece of tofu.

Rui Xue heard Zhou Qingan ask Chengzi to take a piece of tofu, and couldn't help but say, "Master Zhou, I won't watch you cut shredded tofu anymore." "She is most afraid of Zhou Qing'an cutting tofu shreds, once Zhou Qing'an cuts tofu shreds, it means that she will start practicing knife work again in the next few days, why can't Zhou Qingan let him go a little.

Zhou Qingan glanced at Rui Xue lightly and smiled: "Then change a piece of meat." Then he asked for some pieces of rice paper. Two pieces of rice paper were placed under the meat. Zhou Qingan chopped the meat paste on the rice paper, and when the meat was almost chopped, he took out the rice paper under the meat and asked Feng Wanfu to do it again.

Feng Wanfu waved his hand: "I don't know how to do your kung fu." The knife skills are your Huaiyang cooks. ”

Zhou Qingan poked the rice paper, and there were already several cracks on the rice paper. He laughed self-deprecatingly, "I still have to practice for decades." He said to them, "This ability to chop meat on paper, turn the meat into puree, but the paper is intact, but it is not the ability of our Huaiyang cooks." I'm not talking about knife skills today, but whether the knife is fast or not, it's no longer on the blade at all, but the ability in your hands. A few of us don't sharpen our knives as well as you. ”

A group of apprentices took a look at the knives of several masters, and sure enough, everyone's knives were not so sharp, especially Feng Wanfu's was still a little dull.

Feng Wanfu said: "When I just arrived at the imperial dining room, I saw an old imperial chef teaching apprentices and told a story, saying that there was a cook who slaughtered cows, and he did not rely on whether the knife in his hand was sharp, but by splitting the gaps between the muscles and bones, and making the knife along the holes between the bone joints. Skilled cooks change their knives every year because they use knives to cut meat; People with average skills change a knife every month because they use knives to cut bones. And the cook slaughtered thousands of cattle for 19 years, but he never changed a knife, all based on his understanding of the texture of the cow's bones. And the old master was able to chop meat on rice paper, but the rice paper was not damaged at all. ”

The apprentices looked at each other one after another, only thinking that what Feng Wanfu said was too mysterious, but they also saw Zhou Qing'an's kung fu, there is really such a thing in this world.

Chengzi jumped up to Feng Wanfudi: "Imperial Chef Feng, can that old imperial chef really do it?" Is he still alive? Is there a successor? ”

Feng Wanfu smiled: "What are you asking for?" Would you like to go to the Imperial Dining Room? ”

"Maybe I'll be able to perform in front of the emperor next time."

Feng Wanfu patted him: "Then you can practice this kung fu well." He then beckoned to the apprentices, "Don't hang around here, do what you have to do." ”

Naruko chirped with a rare slurry, staring at the two sheets of rice paper left on the table, and suddenly clenched his fists.

Jin Sheng, who was waiting in front, broke in, greeted the people he knew a few times, and called Chengzi twice, but Chengzi just stared at things and ignored him.

Jin Sheng pointed at Chengzi with a smile and asked others, "What's wrong with him?" Chengzi, Chengzi, I said what's wrong with you? ”

The others looked at Chengzi, who was distracted, and waved his hand: "The devil is stunned." ”

Jin Sheng beckoned in front of Chengzi's eyes: "I said, it's time to return to the soul." ”

Chengzi grabbed Jin Sheng's hand and shook it violently: "What are you doing?" ”

Jin Sheng didn't expect his temper to suddenly become like this, and said in surprise: "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Jin Sheng, why are you here?" Rui Xue saw that Jin Sheng's face also changed, and hurriedly asked.

Jin Sheng smiled at Ruixue: "There was a strange person in front, and he opened his mouth and asked us what we have." Let's just say what's there, and he'll let it go! Braised lion's head, boiled dried shreds, fish fillet. ”

There's a guest here, and the people in the kitchen are busy, but. Before the dishes were served, Jin Sheng came over to pass another batch of dishes, three times in a row, Mao Er threw away the spatula and reached out to untie the apron: "Take me to see." ”

He wants to see who it is, and it's so difficult to get around after such a circle, he wants to hear what he can say.

waited for Mao Er to come back, but it was a bitter melon on his face. Zhang Baoming leaned over: "Alas, I said, why are you like this?" Someone who is more picky than Zhao Gongzi came? Shall I take a look? ”

Jin Sheng smiled bitterly: "Don't look at it, it's just a pure troublemaker, it's just a mess, and it's easy to talk about it later." ”

Zhou Qingan took the dish out of the plate and motioned to the apprentice next to him to take it down: "Oh? He beckoned Ruixue, "Big girl, help me fry this eggplant." ”

Ruixue stopped chopping vegetables, found an apron, put on the stove, and waited for the oil in the pot to boil, and then put the eggplant that had been wrapped in batter in advance and fried it. She took advantage of this time to eavesdrop on Zhou Qingan's conversation.

"What's going on?"

Jin Sheng gave himself a mouth first, "It's all my fault for being cheap." I'm eating and making a fool of myself today......"

"Stop, stop! You don't look at what this place is, and you talk nonsense. Zhang Baoming hurriedly stopped Jin Sheng, what did this kid say in the kitchen, and let people not eat.

Looking at the appearance of several apprentices who wanted to vomit or not, Zhou Qingan glared at Jin Sheng dissatisfiedly, only Feng Wanfu, and waved his hand: "Say it!" ”

Jin Sheng gave himself another look: "My stinky ...... Broken mouth. He originally wanted to talk about bad mouth, but he was afraid that Zhang Baoming would talk about him. Hurriedly changed it and said the previous thing, "The man was not satisfied with a few dishes, so he asked if there was anything to eat, I was ground by him and went straight to the fire, you said that if you are picky, just like Feng Yuchu and Zhao Gongzi, you can say that you are ugly, but he can't say it, my fire...... Okay, okay, let's talk about the key, I was on fire at the time, and I opened my mouth directly and said, why are we eating, I'm afraid you can't think of it, and we can't do it. Okay, the kid opened his mouth and said, I want to eat fried ice cubes. Chef Feng, Master Zhou, did you say that this is here to make trouble? ”

"Troublemaker? I think you provoked it! What big things do you have nothing to say? What you eat, this is not the imperial dining room, it is the imperial dining room. I didn't dare to say such a thing. You are comfortable in your mouth, comfortable in your heart, but you smashed the signboard of our Lemin Building! How much do we have to do to change today's situation? ”

Second Master Mao came back to his senses and yelled at Jin Sheng. He was squeezed by that man a lot in front, and he had been holding a fire in his belly for a long time, and now he all rushed out.

Jin Sheng didn't quibble: "It's me who is wrong, but he is too ...... Too ......" Jin Sheng is poor in words, of course he is wrong, but that guy is obviously waiting for him to make a mistake. "He's a bastard."

"I see you ......" Mao Er also wanted to teach Jin Sheng a lesson, but was stopped by Zhou Qingan.

Zhou Qingan waved his hand at Mao Er: "Don't scold him first, think about what we should do with this dish, a few of us are here, is it possible to be bullied by a gangster?" Feng Yuchu, this fried ice cube ......"

Mao Er sighed: "Fried ice cubes, it's easy to say, can this ice cube be fried?" I'm afraid that it will melt when I get off the wrap. ”

Zhou Qing'an looked at Feng Wanfu. He is the imperial chef, who came out of the imperial dining room, and is more knowledgeable than them, and the masters in the palace have a lot of tricks.

Feng Wanfu shook his head: "It's the first time I've heard such a thing today. Deep-fried ice cubes are interesting!

Chengzi, who was stuffy and chopping vegetables, said casually: "Put some vinegar in the oil,"

Zhou Qingan beckoned to Chengzi: "Go on!" ”

Chengzi, who had been holding back his strength, finally put down the kitchen knife and rested for a while, and at the beginning of the fight, he was bored and chopped vegetables, he ignored anyone who talked to him, only cut vegetables silently, and even gave up the work of handing things to others next to Zhou Qing'an.

"When I was a child, I often looked at the faces of those who walked the rivers and lakes, and I wanted to learn at that time, and secretly went to see how people practiced. Later, I found out that there was more than half of the vinegar in the pot of oil, and when we saw the oil on top of it tumbling and bubbling and thought it was hot, it was actually still cold underneath! ”

Zhang Baoming immediately clapped his hands when he heard this: "Exactly." Lao Zhou, just like when we drank beef soup on the street that day, we all thought that the soup in the pot was boiling, but in fact, there was a plate under the pot. ”

Zhou Qingan nodded, but said, "Even if it's cold inside, isn't this ice melting?" ”

The batter on the surface of the eggplant has not yet been fried, so it is a little rotten, and the batter is torn off with care. Ruixue looked at the eggplant as it was before, and suddenly thought of it.

She held the eggplant box in front of Zhou Qing'an: "Master Zhou, look. ”

Feng Wanfu and Zhou Qingan were the first to react, and the two of them suddenly relaxed, Zhou Qingan pointed at Ruixue: "Big girl, you do this." Chengzi, go, go to the freezer and get some ice. ”

Feng Wanfu thought more: "Brother Zhou." Can we pour some juice on it? It's like a squirrel carp, sweet and sour. ”

Zhou Qingan immediately echoed: "Like salt and pepper rice grains, you can also make salt and pepper." ”

The two of them were talking about what else they could do, but the others were dumbfounded, and this came to mind? Nariko looked at the battered and charred eggplant again, and he seemed to understand.

Wrap a layer of batter on the outside of the ice cube, the outside is cooked, but the ice cube inside does not melt! This one is really good.

While speaking, a primary school apprentice rushed in: "Feng Imperial Chef, Master Zhou, the shopkeeper has solved that problem." ”

"Huh?"

The elementary school danced with his bare hands and said: "It's Lu Liao, he put the ice cubes directly in front of the man, and finally put a spoonful of oil to the man." Say that's what it's about fried ice. ”

"The man answered?"

"Of course not. Lu Liao said, you didn't say that the ice can't melt. The man ...... too."

It turns out that this is the case, although this is sophistry, but you can't ask people to smash their own signboards, and besides, they have also come up with a way. Zhou Qingan waved his hand and said, "No, let's give him the real thing." Big girl, don't go yet! ”

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Deep-fried ice cubes are actually a dish that comes to kick the restaurant and deliberately makes it difficult for others. Originally, I wanted to write "stir-fried pork with diaphragm fossa hair" for today's dish. Because there is a kind of sun-dried dish in the Northeast that looks like hair, some people have such a nickname, but I forgot what that dish is called. So I had to switch to fried ice cubes.

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