Everyone stared at the fingers and the missing fingers in front of Lin Chou's dining table, even if some of them were hunters who were used to fighting in the wilderness, they kept rubbing their teeth.

That's a lot more impactful than winning millions of chips stacked on the table together.

Both of them are ruthless people, one chopped and the other was chopped, and they still talked and laughed without changing their faces.

Lin Chou smiled and helped Lao Xue bandage the broken wrist, Lao Xue raised his arm and looked,

"Success, don't delay the work."

"The next dish, Lin Xiaoyou, be careful."

Lin Chou nodded,

"I've been very careful, hey, Lao Xue, lend me something to use?"

Everyone's hearts jumped out of 10,000 alpacas carrying the big flag of the trough, spinning and jumping, galloping and whistling with their eyes closed, you still have the face to borrow things!

Lao Xue is not ambiguous at all,

"Whatever you want, take it."

"Chenghao, take you a beach sheep and keep accounts."

Xue Zhen laughed,

"Lin Xiaoyou, it's just a sheep, besides, how to talk about bookkeeping in the competition, do you look down on my old Xue?"

Even if people no longer know Xue Array, they can't help but be impressed by his bearing at this time.

As for the one surnamed Lin, everyone has only one thought in their hearts, if shamelessness can also be regarded as a kind of temperament, this product has a shameless aura all the time, reaching the peak.

Xue Zhen's third course was beef, and while processing the beef, he also asked Lin Chou, who didn't know what to do behind the dining table,

"Lin Xiaoyou, the 'hanging duck' just now tastes extremely mellow, I wonder if Lin Xiaoyou also knows the trick of the 'oil chicken' with the same name? Would you like to tell the old man? ”

I only heard the crisp sound of the bar, and the bleating sheep stopped moving,

"Oily chicken should be made with oily chicken, and brown chicken does not lose the taste of chicken fir fir."

"If you have the opportunity, Lao Xue will come to my shop and taste one or two?"

"Great goodness! That's it. ”

Xue Zhen laughed and laughed at himself,

"Of course, the premise is that Lao Xue and I can survive the fourth round of the competition."

Xue Zhen held the fish-mouth long kitchen knife in one hand, and with a slight stroke, a small piece of single meat fell off obliquely on the whole brisket.

Generally speaking, people are accustomed to call the oblique and wide strip of meat in the abdomen of the anterior elbow canal soft five-flower, also known as milk breast, and this part of the meat is the most delicate, smooth and delicious.

Although beef is not called 'five flowers', it is inseparable from this truth.

The difference is that the beef selected by Xue Zhen is hot beef.

As the name suggests, blanching is the beef that is not blanched without the hide, but only poured with hot water or scalded with a red-hot iron rod to remove the cow's hair.

The texture of the cowhide is tough and chewy, and if it is not handled properly, the taste will be lost, not to mention that Xue Zhen has to make it with the belt meat.

Lin Chou raised his head,

"With skin? It's a hassle. ”

Xue Zhendao,

"It's okay, it's more delicious with the skin."

Lin Chou said,

"Lao Xue, you are a good mandarin fish, how long have you been hungry?"

"It's going to be a hundred days soon, only feed wine and sugar and some secret ingredients, and there is nothing in the stomach."

The painting style of the two suddenly changed, and they just chatted back and forth.

If it weren't for the bloody palms and fingers still there, people would have thought that these two people had made good friends in previous years.

After the two large pieces of beef soft pork belly were ready, Xue Zhen opened the spray gun and roasted the beef with heavy fire, and only stopped when the skin of the meat was tightened and the edges were slightly upturned.

After repairing the meat with a fish mouth knife, the cowhide is finely punctured with a two-milli nail board, which does not hurt the meat quality.

A layer of thyme and alfalfa is then attached to the surface of the cortex, and the spray gun is lit to continue the searing.

The sun-dried thyme and alfalfa burned gently, wisps of green smoke separated from the flames, and even with a fan, the whole lobby could smell the fragrance.

After the thyme and alfalfa on it burned out, Xue Zhen put the beef in ice water and rinsed it.

The washed beef hides are placed directly in a pan covered with butter cubes and water, and the hides are fried for an hour over low heat, and then folded into a pot of cold water with green onion knots and ginger.

"Whoa!"

The cowhide that was fried in oil and burned yellow like water splashed a large number of bubbles, Xue Zhen turned the pot to a low heat, slowly burned it carefully, and hit the foam on the water surface with one hand without hurrying or slow, not fake, just like an old monk who was burning incense, his face was as plain as water, and he had a kind of indifference and detachment.

On the other side, Shen Daru whispered,

"No matter what, Xue Zhen will eventually have the style of a celebrity, and the artistic conception of cooking is really amazing."

Qin Wuyong grinned, not knowing what to say.

Until the foam did not come out, Xue Zhen took out the beef, and fried it in the boiling oil pan for a while, during which only a piece of old cinnamon, peppercorns and star anise were added, and nothing else.

Qin Wuyong couldn't help it, ignoring the eyes of others, he walked straight forward with the machine,

"Master Xue, dare to ask what kind of dish you are cooking?"

Xue Zhendao,

"This dish is taken from the canned meat of Russia before the cataclysm and combined with the famous Chinese dish jar meat, which can be regarded as an innovative dish of mine."

Xue Zhen cut the beef into square pieces of meat almost the size of a palm, and the horizontal knife was attached to the bottom of the beef.

"Hmm, can you help the old man roll the beef cubes?"

"How?"

Xue Zhendao,

"Hold the top end of the beef and flip it in the other direction along the board, old man, my hand is really not very easy to use now."

"Okay, what about the strength?"

"Push is, leave me alone."

Qin Wuyong rolled the beef as he said.

But seeing that Xue Zhendao did not leave the meat, he pushed and picked slowly with one hand at the bottom of the board, and as Qin Wuyong rolled the beef, a long angular slice of beef was pushed out.

Qin Wuyong was shocked and looked at his hands in disbelief,

"This can also cut out the back knife?"

Xue Zhen smiled,

"Practice makes perfect."

With a flick of the words, the meat slice rolled back the same way and became a square shape again.

Standing up the meat piece and facing up, the loose skin of the beautiful and deep color of the loose skin of the cowhide is also a square hollow pattern, from the inside to the outside, endlessly.

After cutting all the beef, Xue Zhen took out a black crockpot nearly half a meter high from under the dining table.

"This is black pottery, I instructed the pottery kiln to burn a special thickened black pottery and use iron powder, the wall of the jar is two fingers thick, and the color has become what it is now, some rusty red and jet black, not good-looking, but it is an indispensable necessary vessel for jar meat."

Qin Wuyong nodded as if he didn't understand.

Xue Zhen put a few halved onions and tomatoes into the bottom of the can, stacked a layer of beef in turn, then added ham pieces, winter bamboo shoots, fried chicken thighs, squid and dried scallops, gauze bags and crushed ginger, green onion knots, garlic, and then beef, layer by layer until the can was full.

Finally, sprinkle salt along the mouth of the jar, pour in the mash juice and soy sauce, and seal it with moist thick paper.

The bran husk is lit in the oven and the jar is half buried.

Xue Zhen fiddled with the chaff husk,

"Lin Xiaoyou, my dish is a little long."

Lin Chou's drunken giggle came from over there,

"Ha, I'm this, longer."