Lao Chen didn't care about Yanchen at all, his hands were as fast as lightning, and in an instant, he matched all the ingredients he needed.

The dish he wanted to make was a classic dish in the Minglan Palace, and according to legend, it was a dish specially developed by the princess when the ancestor of the Chen family was the imperial chef in the palace, which was deeply loved by the princess at that time and has been handed down so far.

This wine fan Xiang Fei Fei wings are a dish that is spread in the royal palace, so the ingredients are exquisite. First of all, the wings of flamingos that eat herbs and poisonous insects should be used, as such a dish requires a lot of flamingos to contribute their wings.

Simply this restaurant is huge, and there is no shortage of ingredients, just in this moment, Lao Chen has already prepared all the materials he needs, looking at Yan Chen, who seemed to be standing in the storage warehouse at this time, he sneered, and stopped paying attention.

He's going to start preparing for cooking.

I saw that he used a knife to evenly cut three cuts on each chicken wing, and the distance between each cut was exactly the same, and then blanched to remove the blood foam, and then used salt to taste.

At the same time, he began to prepare other necessary accessories, cutting a sweet and sour red fruit into pieces and putting it in a pot that had already been burned, and slowly stir-frying it over a simmer.

After a while, I saw that the original distinct red fruit pieces were gradually stir-fried in the pot to produce juice, and with the passage of stir-fry time, it gradually turned into a viscous juice, and the sweet and sour aroma of red fruits emanated from the pot.

Lao Chen closed his eyes and sniffed, his expression was full of pride, the heat was just right, and the sweetness and sourness of the red fruit were just right.

Immediately, he put the viscous red juice liquid into the container on the side, cleaned the pot and was about to start the next step, but at this time, Yan Chen slowly walked out of the storage warehouse, holding only a piece of fresh Jiuluo pig meat in his arms.

Is this because he knows that there is no hope of victory, so he is willing to fall? Lao Chen sneered in his heart.

The runner who was guarding the door of the back kitchen was also dutiful, and broadcast everything that happened in the back kitchen to everyone sitting in the lobby outside in real time.

After hearing that so much time had passed, Yan Chen slowly took out a piece of meat from the storage, and they also had the same idea as Lao Chen in their hearts.

Yan Chen didn't care what everyone thought, he didn't know how high the fat boss's cooking skills were, but at least it was much higher than this master chef Lao Chen.

Yan Chen, who was originally a fat boss who was seventy or eighty percent of his cooking skills, got the guidance of his life's work "Kitchen God Fat Master's Heart Method", and Yan Chen was very confident.

"Boy, do you know that the longer the red stewed Jiuluo pig stews, the more fragrant it becomes. Half an hour has passed, and you are not ready for anything, and it seems that you know that there is no hope of victory. ”

Lao Chen, who was busy and methodical, took the time to taunt Yan Chen, in his opinion, his victory was already a sure thing.

Yan Chen rolled his eyes, "Cook your dishes well, I can't finish my heart, I'm not ready to do your, there will be a time for you to cry in a while." ”

"You!"

Lao Chen was choked by him and almost a pot of chicken wings were all buttoned on his head, and immediately looked at his nose and nose, nose and heart, and never bothered with Yanchen anymore, he would definitely be angry to death when he quarreled with this kid.

To make a good dish, the mood is the most important, and if you are in a good mood when cooking, the food will naturally be fragrant. This is why, he has been a chef for most of his life and has not understood it, but it does not prevent it from being a fait accompli.

"This kid is quite deep in the city, and he knows that he can't win against me, so he plans to use the negative means of interfering with my emotions to affect my performance, I must not let him succeed!" Lao Chen felt that he had completely seen through Yan Chen's routine.

But Yan Chen, who was lazy on the side, was very aggrieved, buddy was just telling the truth, who allowed you to impose so much inner drama?

At this time, the pot has been placed on the fire, the oil temperature is just right, the green onion, ginger slices, peppercorns are immediately put into the pot and stir-fried, when the green onion is slightly golden, and the chicken wings that have been marinated have been poured into the pot.

The steaming flame ignited from the pot, Lao Chen tossed the pot a few times in a chic manner, the chicken wings jumped and collided happily with each toss, and the soft skin shrank sharply under the frying of the hot oil, making a sizzling sound.

When the tender chicken wings are fried to golden brown on both sides, Lao Chen casually poured some soy sauce into the pot, but it is no more, no less, just right, and then stir-fry twice, it is to dye the chicken wings brown red, which shows the depth of Lao Chen's attainments and the accuracy of the amount.

The soy sauce he uses is naturally not ordinary, and the master chef who bears the title of King of Chefs of Qiyun Dragon, who hasn't had a little bit of his own unique skills.

This soy sauce is his exclusive secret, what is the recipe?

Call Daddy and don't tell you!

Lao Chen chic turned the pot on the side, and glanced at Yan Chen, who was slowly cleaning the piece of three fat, two thin and nine Luo pork, and the disdain in his eyes was even worse.

Small, no, we'll see if you can still get up and down.

The recipe for this dish is actually very simple, sometimes it is like this, the simpler the dish, the more difficult it is to make the best taste, and the more it tests a chef's skills.

It's easy to make, but it's hard to make it delicious!

Lao Chen has now filled the pot with hot water, just past the chicken wings in the pot. The lotus player pulled the bellows on the side, and the fire at the bottom of the pot was blazing.

After boiling the water in the pot, Lao Chen's bellows finally stopped, and the raging flames under the pot gradually calmed down.

Bring to a boil on high heat, simmer the tea on low heat, and finally reduce the juice on high heat, which is the final process of this dish. During the slow-simmering tea time, Lao Chen was idle, and looked at the swaying Yanchen with a mocking face to kill time. looked at it, but his face slowly became wrong.

A piece of Jiuluo pork was spread on the cutting board, and Yan Chen lazily picked up the kitchen knife that was sharpened quickly, and his momentum changed suddenly.

Between the knife in his hand, Lao Chen only felt a flower in front of him, and when he looked at it again, the complete piece of Jiuluo pig meat had been cut into pieces of meat of equal size and arranged on the cutting board.

"I'm sipping......" Lao Chen rubbed his eyes and looked at it again in disbelief. That's right, it really cuts a whole piece of meat into equal sizes in an instant, what kind of knife can you do?

"You, you, you, you......"

Lao Chen was dumbfounded and speechless, Yan Chen's small eyes glanced at him mercilessly, "What are you, this is scared? ”

He said it mercilessly, Lao Chen was almost crazy when he was stimulated, he was really shocked by Yan Chen's good knife skills, and the cooking skills of people with such good knife skills must not be bad.

Your sister, can you pretend to be like this?