Me, tens of billions of land to farm

Chapter 217 Could This Be the Highest Level of a Chef?

I saw Mr. Long sitting down.

Su Ming smiled slightly.

He walked to the kitchen next to him, took a ceramic pot, put the whole chicken in it, and put seasoning in it.

Seeing this, Mr. Long shook his head.

"Hey, I don't even know the most basic cooking methods, old Mr. Yang, where did you find such a chef? You've been mistaken."

When Lao Yang heard it, his face was embarrassed.

This is not what I was looking for.

This was delivered to my door.

The key point is that this Mr. Su is not an ordinary person.

Why does it taste so mellow after being boiled?

Seeing Su Ming put the whole chicken in, it was simply a mess.

Deser fell into the pit unsuccessfully.

I have followed my grandfather for so many years and ate a lot of good food.

Get through this.

Nima!

Tears of the Goddess and Masks of Pain dropped all over the place.

Even Mr. Long opened his eyes slightly.

This is this...

"impossible?!"

Bullshit!

As expected of my grandson!

This chicken is so delicious!

"Oh? Tell me about it then."

Old Yang sighed.

That's right, there are many kinds of flavors mixed together after the fruit is ripe.

Banana Mango Lychee...

Careful, careless!
Could it be that this Mr. Su is really the hidden master?

"First, when cooking chicken soup, the chicken should be cut into pieces, so that the essence of the chicken can be boiled out; second, the chicken pieces should be rolled in boiling water to remove the blood foam inside, so that the boiled chicken soup Only then will it be clear and mellow, without miscellaneous smells, and third, the seasoning should be added at the end, as putting it at the very beginning will destroy the texture of the muscles."

"Old Yang, I'm sitting here just for your sake."

In the earthenware pot, the water was already boiling, bubbling and steaming.

I thought Su Ming had some skills, but I saw it.

Then throw some in the pot.

Are you sure you can cook? ?

How can it be so fragrant?

Just when everyone was admiring the aroma of chicken.

It seems that I can only go back and make a few glasses of birdie vodka to release the depression in my heart.

What will it taste like?
Old man Yang's face turned green when he saw it.

Why are you hurting me so much?
Got it!
I tell you!
Don't even think about the building in my hand!

Obviously, in his opinion, today must be cool.

But now I see that I am short-sighted.

The results of it?
You smell, smell.

"Brother, take care of yourself, take care of yourself."

Pure fruity aroma, incomparably refreshing.

"I'll only taste a sip of this stuff when it's out of the pan, but don't blame me for not giving you face."

Long Tianyu was also stunned.

What kind of fragrance is this?

There is a show off on the face.

To be honest, Wang Guohui felt a little numb just looking at him, let alone them.

But he spoke loudly.

It is even easier for Su Ming to handle pork.

Because based on past experience, in the hands of Mr. Su, the uglier the appearance, the more unpalatable the food, the better the taste, the better the effect!

Mr. Su, are you kidding me?
Are you taking your cooking seriously?

Nothing special?

If you can't get on the stage, you are far behind yourself!
Mr. Long nodded in satisfaction.

Just a half-baked cook.

I just said loudly that the chicken was not cooked right.

It's over.

It looks like an ordinary three-yellow chicken.

"Gudong!"

The doubts and doubts that had been circling in my mind before, all flew away and I don't know where they went.

I feel so depressed.

"Tianyu."

Old Yang was also dumbfounded.

Is it a bit noisy?
Can this stuff be eaten?

Put the fat and thin ones in there.

Where did you think it was so unreliable?
Ugh……

A piece of flesh was taken from each part of the body.

I just doubted that this would happen.

This Nima...

I actually had a craving for a certain kind of food.

Long Tianyu said slowly.

Although the old man's taste buds have deteriorated, his nose is fine.

Huh?
right?

cook!
This operation looked at the eyes of the people around them with twitching.

Mr. Long's face looked ugly.

"Could this be..."

"grandfather."

There are thighs, ribs, belly, back and head meat.

Anyone with common sense in cooking wouldn't do that, would they?
How unpalatable will it be for you to boil it out?

How can this be? !
This is not a skill or a craft, practice makes perfect.

"You said how many mistakes were made in his cooking technique just now?"

This wave is about to come back from the Jedi?
If so, it would really be a show.

Suddenly, another strong fragrance burst out.

Mr. Wang Guohuisu, I have no enmity with you.

Is it too fragrant?

It hurts a bit.

Don't come too fast for the slap in the face.

This is to die away from home!

You say you, a bronze, where do you have the courage to laugh at the king?
No, let's tie him up with a rope, hang him up and beat him.

Grandpa Long looked at his grandson.

Mr. Long suddenly remembered something, stood up, his eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, and his whole body was trembling with excitement: "Could this be the highest level of chefs in the legend, returning to basics?"

At least the aroma of chicken is still in the pot of chicken, but the aroma of fruit is actually in the pot of pork?

I wanted to be frightened in front of Su Ming, but it turned out.

it's kinda...

It refers to a boundary.

My plan to return to the root of the fallen leaves is completely reimbursed.

This taste is so mellow, not greasy, and there is a little fragrance in it.

The taste of this chicken...

Minutes passed by.

Old man Yang suddenly raised his nose and smelled it deeply.

Can a pot of boiled pork actually have a fruity aroma?

Smell it well.

Long Tianyu was also stunned.

Long Tianyu hurried over.

He and President Chen are full of experience!

Long Tianyu was also dumbfounded.

I was careless, no flash!

They are all young people, so they naturally have a comparative mentality.

This is something that hasn't happened for many years.

If I die, I will not sell it to you!

This is a completely fruity aroma.

"Hey, old brother, I'm sorry for you. How could I blame you? You've already given me a lot of face."

But I have never encountered such fragrant chicken.

Old man Yang hurriedly accompanied him.

I am Nima!
What type of situation is this?Can anyone tell me what's going on? ?
This is a chicken.

How fragrant is this chicken?
How can it be so fragrant if it's not done right?

hard to imagine.

I didn't think about it that much at the time.

Saliva can't help but come out.

As expected of me, I trained it myself!
This is the correct way to make chicken stock.

"Ok?"

Great taste! ! !

What exactly did Su Ming do? ?
What ingredients are put in to make it smell like this?
Everyone was stunned.

Everyone raised their noses and their eyes fell on the clay pot.

Mr. Long swallowed subconsciously.

"Grandpa, I see three mistakes."

This face hit.

However, although Wang Guohui had doubts in his heart, he didn't dare to say more.

In this realm, the most authentic taste of food can be stimulated.

This kind of statement only exists in ancient books.

I've only heard of it for so many years, but never seen it.

Su Ming is so young, how is it possible?

(End of this chapter)