But seeing that the phone rang and broke, broke and rang, rang and broke, and then waited for the third time to ring, Zhang Lao, who had enough time to make a cup of tea just now, picked up the phone, but it was not delivered to his ear, and then he heard a violent roar coming from the phone: "Damn, old man Zhang, you actually dare to hang up my phone!"

After listening to this with a smile, Zhang Lao put the phone on the dock again, and tooted......

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Hung up again......

The bell rang again, two or three times, Zhang Lao picked it up, and this time he delivered the phone directly to his ear.

"Hey, old man Zhang, what you just said is true?" On the other end of the phone, a silent voice came.

Xiao Sample, I can't cure you if I don't believe it!" Zhang Lao grinned, and the old man made a grimace in the room alone, and then said lightly into the microphone: "I think back then, the old man was also a golden iron horse and a character who swallowed thousands of miles like a tiger, how could he deceive you into a contemptible old man." If you don't believe me, come and see for yourself. That little guy is estimated to have been there recently, and it's hard to say after a long time. ”

"Don't you dare to go over to me?" on the other end of the phone, he seemed to be a little angry.

"Come here. I'm ready to teach that little guy a lesson from tomorrow, and when you come, let him hang and beat you. Zhang Laoyun said lightly.

The other end said hey, and then the phone hung up.

This kind of interaction is naturally unknown to Xu Guangling, and after returning to the rented place, Xu Guangling first took a routine hot shower, then put on pajamas, and directly started Tai Chi again in the room.

This time he moved very slowly, and in duplicate.

That is, after the fight is over, he will stop, and then disassemble and dissect the formula, imagining why there is such an action and what it does. And so, after much speculation, the next formula begins.

After dismantling the thirty-six styles one by one, Xu Guangling closed his eyes and pondered for a while before opening his eyes, and then beat the thirty-six styles completely from beginning to end.

And so the morning passed.

It was the rumbling stomach that reminded Xu Guangling of the passage of time, and then walked to the side of the bed and picked up the mobile phone, a little surprised but not very surprised to find that the time was already one o'clock in the afternoon, well, it's time to treat your stomach.

What to eat?

Xu Guangling thought about it for a while and decided to be a potato.

After passing through Baidu yesterday, after knowing that potatoes contain eighteen kinds of amino acids, that is, "umami substances", Xu Guangling wanted to cook potatoes separately to see what kind of taste it was. Today is just right, and it's a test.

Taking out the remaining half of the three potatoes left over from yesterday, Xu Guangling made three kinds of treatments for the three potatoes after a little consideration: one is to cut the thin shreds, the kind of filaments from yesterday, which is also the kind of filaments in his dreams; the second is to cut the thick shreds, which are actually not very thick, which is the way he cut the shredded potatoes when he fried them in the past; and the third is to just cut the potatoes in half.

Then get out of the pot.

Place the potatoes in half on a steaming rack and cook them in a steaming manner.

The two types of shredded potatoes are boiled separately in soup.

Soon after, this sumptuous "one dish and two soups" was ready, when Xu Guangling sat at the dining table, there were three bowls in front of him, from left to right were steamed potato cubes, coarse shredded potato soup, and fine shredded potato soup.

And Xu Guangling also tasted them separately in this order from left to right, and of course, he also ate.

Steamed potato wedges.

Soft and slightly rustling. It's delicious and a good food to fill your stomach on an empty stomach. But that's about it. Because of his foresight, Xu Guangling deliberately tasted its "fresh" taste when he ate it, but found that there was freshness, but it was not obvious.

Or it can be said that, if not deliberately, it is easy to ignore the past.

What's going on?

Next, thick shredded potato soup.

After eating the steamed potato pieces, Xu Guangling deliberately got up and moved, and then even rinsed his mouth and cleared his mouth before he began to taste the thick potato soup. This time, the result was obvious, the soup was just in the mouth, and Xu Guangling felt a very fresh taste.

Xu Guangling actually seemed to have cooked potato soup before, but did the potato soup at that time have an umami taste? Xu Guangling doesn't remember.

And this not remembering is actually the answer in itself. ――I don't remember that means I didn't have a special impression at the time.

Why is this so, it is not difficult to understand, one is that Xu Guangling at that time was a mortal cook, or directly said that he only had cooking but no skill, and it was not strange that he could not cook umami if he did not grasp the heat in place, and second, the potatoes he bought at that time were probably not very good.

In fact, according to the observation of those potato stalls in the vegetable market yesterday, the potatoes he bought in the past may not be very good.

This "maybe" needs to be removed.

It's just not good.

The probability of buying good potatoes is extremely small, and from the actual situation, it is estimated that the probability of winning the lottery is even smaller, and it is basically negligible.

And then it's still the same sentence, it's difficult for a good woman to cook without rice.

He was neither a "good woman" nor a "good rice" at that time, so how could he make good rice?

After thinking about the reason for it for a while, Xu Guangling slowly drank the bowl of potato soup, and then proceeded to the last bowl, the shredded potato soup.

Transitioned directly, without rinsing his mouth or anything, but even in this situation, Xu Guangling still felt that at least two levels of umami were permeating his mouth. Why are there two ranks? Because Xu Guangling felt that one was not enough.

To put it simply, there is more than a notch between the two!

Well, the result is already obvious, from the perspective of umami, steamed potato cubes are defeated by coarse shredded potato soup, and coarse shredded potato soup is defeated by fine shredded potato soup. ――Is it that if the potatoes are ground into flour, the shredded potato soup will be completely defeated by the potato flour soup?

Xu Guangling thinks that he may be able to try it in the future, but it is difficult to say what the result will be.

There is a possibility that the shredded potatoes are so thin that in terms of umami release, it is likely that there is not much difference from potato flour. Or even though there is still a difference, but that little bit is no longer something that can be easily tasted by the human tongue.

Whether this is the case or not is doubtful for the time being.

After this comparison, Xu Guangling also came to a preliminary conclusion: if you want to fully present the "taste" of ingredients in cooking, you should cut them as thin and thin as possible. Or at the same time, it is necessary to take into account the taste and achieve an optimal combination between the two. Then, on the basis of this knife treatment, we will consider the mastery of the heat during cooking.

I am afraid that I will forget in the future, of course, in fact, it is impossible to forget, but negligence is very likely, Xu Guangling also deliberately built an area in his notebook and wrote down this sentence.

At this time, he didn't realize what this sentence meant to him.