High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 865 Burning (1)

A third of the meat is enough.

The head cook cut the not-so-small piece of meat into three equal-sized portions.

One copy was kept, and she put the rest back in the refrigerator to refrigerate.

Then come back and continue to cut the small piece of meat that was left.

The knife was not put down until the meat was cut into the coin-sized thickness that the boy wanted.

Lin Zhaoxia started flipping through her phone again.

Find some starch out.

According to the method above, add water, stir, and then put all the meat into the starch without hesitation.

Look at the top of the phone and spread the starch evenly.

Lin Zhaoxia stirred it a few times with chopsticks, but found that it was impossible.

Then he looked at his phone again.

It was found that it was done directly by hand.

Lin Zhaoxia paused.

Then his eyes fell on his hands.

Looking at his slender, white and tender fingertips, then at the white meat and the somewhat inexplicably cold starch mixed with water, he hesitated for a while.

Finally, thinking about the delicacy that came out at the end, he touched the palate with the tip of his tongue.

The chef looked at it and wanted to laugh.

The consequence of making a move is that the last move that comes out is really worthless.

Lin Zhaoxia's forehead was collapsing, and he simply didn't want this hand anymore.

I'm so disgusted.

However, the success that came out was not much.

At the very least, each piece of meat is fully coated with starch.

Last but not least are the small toppings.

For example chopped green onions and the like.

But those are all ready-made, and there is no need for Lin Zhaoxia to prepare anything.

Then she looked at the phone and turned it over, started to fire, and put oil in the pot according to the above method.

Wait until the oil is almost hot enough to add the meat.

Lin Zhaoxia looked at the phone back and forth.

The above shows that the temperature should reach 35 degrees.

But what is the concept of 35 degrees, for a culinary idiot like a teenager.

It's really totally illogical.

She watched the oil in the pot gradually start to bubble up.

Just at this time, the head cook was called to the other side to help watch the pot.

Lin Zhaoxia frowned and hesitated for a long time, and felt that it was almost done, so she picked up the bowl like that, and added everything including meat pieces and starch water into it.

But naturally.

Go like this.

The overheated oil pan started to roll infinitely.

Some of the oil has even started to overflow from the fryer.

Lin Zhaoxia had never encountered such a situation.

Everything can be easily solved, and the problem can be solved without any effort.

It's completely different here.

She stared blankly, feeling a little helpless.

It is not right to pick up chopsticks.

Adding vegetables is even more wrong.

Because it is displayed on the phone.

Let it get golden and take it out.

But fishing?
How to fish?
Besides the bowl, there are chopsticks around.

Lin Zhaoxia couldn't keep calm anymore.

The cook is not around, and the other cooks are also busy, so there is no time to take care of Lin Zhaoxia.

She looked at the mobile phone and looked at the frying pan that seemed to have a bad feeling.

Can't wait to figure out how to continue.

Suddenly, oil spilled directly onto the arm.

How hot is the oil at high temperature?
And the boy's arms are extremely tender.

The oil hit her arm directly, and the pain was so sudden that Lin Zhaoxia turned pale.

After taking a deep breath, she was in so much pain that she couldn't even hold the phone steady and dropped it to the ground, making a loud noise.

(End of this chapter)