"What the hell is this, it's souring me!"

"Hehe, this is what I made overnight last night, I call it 'citric acid'~" Zhao Yao smiled, he almost lost his teeth when he tried it himself last night, this small jar of citric acid, but it was made with a basket of lemons.

As the saying goes, what is concentrated is the essence! The essence squeezed out of the lemon, can it not be sour?

"No, little master, what are you going to do with such a sour thing?" Dudu is very curious, this is already so sour that it is impossible to swallow, even if it is made into a dish, it will definitely not taste good, right?

At this time, Zhao Yao smiled mysteriously, and then in front of Dudu, he completely participated in the boiling pot with a spoon of "citric acid", and in the pot, the tomatoes were already a little rotten.

It's just that these liquids that are not thick or thin are obviously far from what Zhao Yao thinks they are.

"What the hell is he trying to do? Boil a big pot of inexplicable, soup? Is that soup? "There are passers-by.

Many people around shook their heads, and they were all curious, and they wanted to know what Zhao Yao was going to do with such a pot of tomatoes. And at this time, in full view of everyone, he scooped up a cup of white solids from a sack with a wooden cup, and these white solids were coarse and granular, and some powders were mixed with them.

"What is this?" Dudu asked again.

Because he had entered a critical moment, Zhao Yao didn't dare to relax, so he could only answer truthfully: "Potato flour." ”

Potato flour, as the name suggests, is made from sweet potatoes ground into a pulp, and then dried, and then the granular powder formed is potato flour. The role of potato flour is, firstly, to increase the vitamin A, starch, etc. in the dish, and secondly, to make the liquid viscous!

Zhao Yao wasn't sure that this thing, which only existed in reality, could be replicated in another world, so he needed to experiment.

With Liu's strong super-culinary skills and the tomato sauce in his mind, he believes that he will definitely be able to replicate the ketchup in the real world. Moreover, it is still pollution-free, after all, it has not been processed by automated equipment.

After the potato flour was added, the fire that was still burning very vigorously was also crepe, and after about a quarter of an hour or so, Zhao Yao poked into the pot and finally felt the resistance, how could this be possible if it was an ordinary liquid?

"Hey, you're done!"

Fingers taken out of his mouth, Zhao Yao was undoubtedly very satisfied with this taste, not to mention, the warm tomato sauce tasted different. But what satisfied Zhao Yao was of course not only the taste, but also the color of the ketchup.

Another thing worth celebrating is that this ketchup that originally only existed in the real world, but it was brought here by him!

"No, isn't that what we're going to present to you?" Dudu asked blankly, if it's just a sauce, it can't be called a dish, right? But as soon as these words came out, Dudu blushed and closed his mouth.

ァ新ヤ~(8)~1~Chinese 網ωωω.χ~8.~1zщ.còм

Yes, the ingredients they were dealing with at the beginning were not only tomatoes, but also many baskets of potatoes.

"Shiro, mash all the potatoes into mashed potatoes."

"Huh? Okay! Finally hearing the command, Shiro also moved quickly, and the shaved potatoes entered another pot full of boiling water, and after cooking, Shiro's small body also burst out with a force.

Holding a wooden stick, he has been pounding in the pot, and seeing that almost a pot of mashed potatoes has come out, Zhao Yao, as the head chef, of course, also started his action. Located on the kitchen case, the wooden lid in the middle has finally opened.

The people gathered around could only see that the liquid was calmer than water under the fire, but if you underestimate the calm water, you are very wrong. Because, the only thing that can still remain relatively calm in the heat is oil!

Of course, it won't be as still as water, but the degree of boiling is definitely not high when there are no other foreign substances in it.

And at this time, Zhao Yao directly picked out a piece of mashed potatoes from that big pot with a big shovel, and these potatoes mixed together because of stirring, the next moment under Zhao Yao's dazzling knife work, turned into long strips, "potato fries", or should he be called directly, fries......

Under Zhao Yao's proper control, the "French fries" flew into the boiling oil pot one by one, and the sound of sizzling began to be endless. But after cutting a piece of mashed potatoes, Zhao Yao was quick to take out the fries that had been fried golden brown with a colander from the oil pan, which was much fresher than the one seen in modern society.

Even Zhao Yao, who has eaten more than once and is very familiar with his taste, has an urge to eat it immediately. Not to mention the long-awaited passers-by who are gathered on the side.

"Wow, it smells so good! What the hell is this? "There are already people who can't wait to try it.

The first fries were finally on the table in such an atmosphere, but just as the person who was lucky enough to be the first to try the fries was about to start eating, a small plate with a red viscous liquid was placed in front of him.

"Guest, dip it in a little tomato sauce when you eat it, it tastes even better!" Dudu said, of course, this was taught by Zhao Yao. When eating fries, if you don't dip them in a little tomato sauce, the taste is greatly reduced.

Because it was the first time he had eaten these fries, the man tried to dip them in the ketchup before putting them in his mouth. But when he bit down for the first time, his eyes widened instantly, and his mouth couldn't stop smashing it.

The strangeness of his taste buds seemed to be completely stimulated by such a small french fry, and one after another.

"Good, delicious, so delicious! The crispy texture, crisp but not greasy, after the entrance with the sweet and sour tomato sauce, the taste is even better, and there is no one, one is not enough to eat! "This one, almost forty or fifty, is not enough.

Hearing him say this, the passers-by around him were also boiling one by one, is it really as delicious as he said?

Their doubts ...... a few minutes later

"It's delicious, it's delicious! One more plate, please! ”

"Oh, I'm sorry for the guests, we also have to consider the guests in the back queue, if you want to eat again, please queue up at the back of the line, please forgive me for the inconvenience." Seeing such a scene, Dudu was happy in his heart.

Because there are too many guests and they are too enthusiastic, she can only be responsible for the task of maintaining order on the spot.

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