I am Qinxing No.1

Chapter 157 Fighting and throwing meatballs (two in one)

Xiao Yueyue has now learned to be cute in labor.

The scale of cuteness is the most difficult thing to grasp. If the heat is well handled, it is called cute, and if it is not well done, it is called disgusting; Xiao Yueyue, who has been wandering between disgusting and cute for several years, has now been able to act cute as cheap, forming a kind of The special temperament of being cute and cute.

Even if she was doing Libaer throwing meatballs, she still maintained her cute and cheap characteristics. She was holding a piece of pork belly half the size of a palm in her hand that had been smashed out of shape, her small eyes were narrowed, and there were two small dimples full of cheap. With a cheap smile, every time I slam the pork belly hard on the cleaned slate, I will bite my finger and scream, oh my god, it's so cruel.

It's just a piece of dead pork, so cruel, this guy is getting more and more capable.

When Zhou Dong walked into the yard, the pork belly had been smashed into a ball of meat. Mr. Guo was sitting in the thatched pavilion, wearing a leopard-patterned pullover cotton shirt and wide-leg trousers, holding a bag in his hand. Take a sip from time to time, and don't forget to command the disciples: "Keep going, don't stop! Teacher Huang, have you seen it? This is the authentic 'throwing meatball', one of the characteristics of Guo's cuisine!"

Zhou Dong nodded secretly, Lao Guo is really right, this is indeed the authentic ball throwing.

These days, he is also reading various recipes and starting to taste various delicacies, just to prepare for the opening of the 'Zhou's Private Kitchen'.Although I haven't tasted this "throwing meatball" in person, I have a certain understanding.

There are not many authentic "throwing meatballs" that are popular in the market now. Many of them are first cut and marinated with pork or beef and mutton. The meatballs that come out are not really "throwing meatballs" at all, and the taste is not much better than ordinary croquettes and slippery meatballs.

Authentic throwing meatballs, that is to throw a whole piece of one-jin pork belly to the ground.After falling down hundreds of times, it turned into a mass of meat with thinness in the fat and fat in the thinness.

How far do you have to fall?A catty of pork belly was about to fall to eight taels!
In this way, the fat meat that neutralizes the taste can be dropped into the lean meat, and at the same time, the greasy fat can be thrown out. , and will not feel greasy.

Mr. Guo is a traditional old-fashioned person. He said on the show that Guojiacai's throwing meatballs are made from a whole piece of pork belly. Now it seems that there is no exaggeration.

Little Yueyue was in a terrible situation. As soon as the master came to Mushroom House, he had to 'challenge' Huang Xiaochu according to the script of the program group. The first dish he brought out was throwing meatballs.

According to the words of the master, you see that Mr. Huang cooks here every day, and he has long been "stretched". The same way to make this ball throwing also has to be exhausted.

He got tired and fell down, we won without any competition, how happy is this announcement fee?
Xiao Yueyue stretched out her thumb in admiration: "Master, you are still taller!"

"That's right, don't look at who your master is, let's go."

"Oh, I'm the one to throw it together?"

"Isn't this nonsense, 'Since the disciple is here, why use the master to work on it'? Who made you my apprentice?"

To drop an eight taels of meatball, Xiao Yueyue estimated that he would have to lose a catty of six taels of meat. After falling down more than a hundred times, he felt dizzy, dizzy and dry mouth, and his eyes were covered with sweat.

Xiao Yueyue now doubts whether the meatballs are made of pork or his own meat. No matter how you look at it, he lost more meat?But I didn't dare to complain to the master, so I could only drop it and yelled, "Oh, it's so cruel." What I said in my heart was, "It's so cruel, I lost weight."

Teacher Guo was drinking tea slowly, thinking that you should also lose weight, fat boy. If you turn into an "elephant grandson" later on, will the audience be able to tell who is a joker and who is a joker?Master, this is all for your own good.

Teacher Huang muttered in his heart, the program group is just holding back!

How good the script should be according to the previous ones, but when Lao Guo arrived, he insisted on arranging some "doucai" items, and they all had to cook the same dishes; What should I do if my apprentice becomes a camel envoy?There are more than 50 people, do you want to be a coolie like Xiao Yueyue?
When Zhou Dong opened the door and came in, everyone in the courtyard lit up. Teacher Huang, Teacher He, Teacher Guo, and Dahua quickly stood up and greeted Zhou Dong with smiles.

Although Mr. Guo is not tall and a little short and fat, but his body is very slick, he squeezed in front of Zhou Dong with a 'crack', stretched out his hands and said: "The moon is shining in front of the bed, I am Guo Zhigang. It can be regarded as seeing you." I am so happy to be an 'expert' in our line of work."

Zhou Dong looked at Guo Tinggang cautiously, shook hands with him more cautiously and said, "I also like Mr. Guo's cross talk very much, um, Mr. Guo should not be considered a diligent person now, right?"

"Where can it be? One day is hard work, and I will be a hard worker all my life. Besides, I really like this job. Can I talk on the stove on the chopping board? As long as you have the strength like you, Brother Zhou, you will be respected immediately." For the 'king of Chinese noodles'.

Unlike the cross talk circle, everyone is looking forward to death, the more powerful you are, the more others are looking forward to your death! "

Teacher Huang laughed and said: "With your virtue, it's no wonder that you are expected to die.

Brother Zhou, don’t you know that this guy wanted to bully me when he came to Mushroom House, and he even chose this dish of “throwing meatballs” to compare with me. Do you think it’s annoying or not?
Isn't this just trying to exhaust me?His apprentice has learned this skill and can help his master, but Dahua can't. So Lao Guo, you are too bad, why are you still not dead? "

Since eating the moonlit night at the 24th Bridge, the people in Mushroom House now both like and admire Zhou Dong, a young man, and Teacher Huang also called him Brother Zhou.

"Brother Zhou, you have to help me this time. If the audience at the 24th Bridge Moonlit Night don't believe that I did it, throwing balls is different. Look at my old arms and legs, I really can't use this strength .”

Cheng Yuqi gave up when she heard that, and turned against Teacher Huang, "That's not right, Teacher Huang, aren't you using Little Chef Zhou as a coolie?"

Teacher He smiled and said: "That's right, Lao Huang, it's wrong for you to be like this, Yu Qi feels distressed."

This made Cheng Yuqi stamp her feet and leave, snatching the ax from Dahua's hand and compete with chopping firewood, not afraid of her delicate little hands being calloused.

Zhou Dong was also a little embarrassed, so he quickly took over Teacher Huang's topic and said, "Throwing meatballs may not be as hard as it seems. If you master the skills, you can do it relatively easily."

Now that he knew he was going to have a "competition" with Guo Zhigang, Zhou Dong had to be prepared, so he took a nap in the car and entered the back kitchen of Good fortune; although he had never eaten Lao Guo's ball throwing, he could still use it in various ways in the system. Practice, after 'one month', I am afraid that the technique of throwing the meatballs is already perfect.

As for the control of the taste and heat, with Zhou Dong's current basic skills and cooking experience, he can know it after a few trials. After all, this "throwing meatball" is not a delicate food. There is basically no challenge in the eyes of the chef.

Teacher Huang laughed and said: "That's great, Brother Zhou, I can rely on you! You have to show your hand today and see if Lao Guo is good or not?"

Guo Tinggang looked at Zhou Dong, and seemed to be interested: "Don't tell me, Lao Huang, I'm really not afraid!
When it comes to making pasta, I can’t compare to brother Zhou, but when it comes to the ‘throwing meatballs’. Gentlemen, that’s the grandson in my hand. Don’t you just knead it as you like?Yue Yue, just stand aside and wait for your teacher to come! "

He is also from Jinmen Cuisine, and he has paid homage to his master.Back then, when I came to Kyoto, I brought along a set of kitchen utensils in addition to the fan Zhenmu who talked about cross talk, just because I was afraid that if I couldn’t make a living talking about cross talk, I could still be a chef.

Coupled with the smooth sailing in recent years, Scorpion Baba is definitely the only one in the cross talk world. He has gradually developed the spirit of a master, and he really wants to make gestures with Zhou Dong, the "King of Chinese Noodles".

Teacher Yu frowned slightly when he heard that, Lao Guo is good at everything, but his mouth is a bit damaged; although the metaphor just now refers to "throwing meatballs" to speak, it also compares himself to a Tathagata Buddha and Zhou Dong to a Sun Houzi meant it, how else could he always offend people?
Zhou Dong didn't think there was anything wrong. There were plenty of people in the mental hospital who could speak better than Guo Dinggang, and he had seen many of them. As long as he was not in a state of illness, his ability to "resist smashing" was still very strong.

He just glanced at Guo Zhigang, who took over the meatball from Xiao Yueyue, and said: "Mr. Guo, no matter what is written in the script of the program group, I will not be on the scene anyway. But the program belongs to the program, and the things between us belong to us." Do we count it as a 'doucai'?"

Guo Tinggang was about to smash the meat ball with his hands, when he heard this, he was stunned: "Uh, Brother Zhou, you are right to say that."

"That's fine. Diligence is all about fame and fortune. I don't want any fame or fortune. But if I win, Mr. Guo, you have to promise me one thing."

"That depends on what matters, let's make this clear first. If you win, you must give me a stunning big beauty, young, beautiful and nice-talking, I have to refuse.

Those who are familiar with me know that I am an honest gentleman, and I cannot bear this kind of insult! "

Guo Chenggang had a serious expression on his face.

Teacher Yu took the conversation directly, and waved at Lao Guo: "Don't worry, it's not your turn to have such a good thing, isn't it still me?"

"Oh, it's not my turn, so what should I do?"

"You should understand yourself, you can continue to dream."

Zhou Dong is really worried, he can't talk to these cross talk actors properly, and he will make the building crooked for you while talking.

"Uh, Mr. Guo, let's be serious."

"Look at what you said, when will my old Guo pass by? Just say it, what do you want to do if you win."

"Simple, if I win, I will ask Mr. Guo to unconditionally agree to taste the new dishes I try until I succeed."

Zhou Dong saw it clearly, and he had to say something to Lao Guo's "slippery head" in advance; after all, not everyone has the courage to taste large intestine sashimi, and if this guy refuses to eat, it will be troublesome.

Teacher He laughed when he heard this: "What am I talking about? Brother Zhou is kind. Shouldn't trying Brother Zhou's dishes be a reward?"

Teacher Huang looked at Guo Tinggang with some playfulness, as if he, a magician, smelled a little danger.

Guo Zhigang looked at Zhou Dong suspiciously, "Could it be some kind of dark dish, deliberately trying to trick my old Guo?"

Zhou Dong shook his head and said very seriously: "Teacher Guo, you can rest assured that I have to prepare this dish at least a week in advance, and it is really important to me."

"Oh, even you have to prepare it a week in advance? It must be an earth-shattering dish, but Brother Zhou, can you tell me the name of the dish?"

He has always been the one who manages the pits regardless of burying them. If there are too many people who are pitted, it is natural to prevent them from being pitted.

Zhou Dong shook his head: "No, because I haven't figured out the name of this dish yet."

If I told you the name of the dish in advance, would you still eat it?Besides, I'm not lying. Whether this dish should be called 'Large Intestine Sashimi' or 'Pork Intestine Grill' is really uncertain.
Guo Zhigang rolled his eyes: "Okay, I agree to your title of Huaxia Noodle King! But if you want to win my ball throwing, I'm afraid you have to work harder, brother!"

He was born in Qinxing, so he naturally knows what Zhou Dong's status is in Qinxing now. Such a high-level chef has to prepare new dishes for a week in advance, how bad is it?

Brother Zhou is still kind, he knows how to be a man, and this is to make friends with Lao Guowo, come on, this face has to be given!
After speaking, he laughed and threw the meat ball in his hand on the ground with a bang. Just now, Xiao Yueyue just did some stupid work for him, and in the middle and late stages, he had to be controlled by Guo Dashen.

Don't underestimate this ball throwing method. There are more than a dozen types of throwing methods: shock, straight, straight, press, reverse, oblique, throw, slide, step, and set, and there are many ways in it.

Zhou Dong took a few glances at Lao Guo's technique, turned around and went to the well to wash his hands, nodded at Dahua and said, "Here's a piece of meat, regular pork belly."

"Okay!"

Dahua responded, picked out a piece of pork belly, and threw it at Zhou Dong.

Zhou Dong turned his body slightly, picked up the pork belly slightly with his middle finger, and at the same time his palm sank in, he easily took the piece of meat in his hand, and at the same time, white light spots came out from his palm secretly and merged into the meat .

"I'm sorry, Mr. Guo, I not only want to win this time, but I also have to win your heart and soul."

Zhou Dong flipped his palm, and the pork belly was attracted by the centrifugal force and fell towards the ground. As soon as the meat left his palm, his palm pressed down sharply. This piece of pork belly fell like a meteor, falling steadily to the ground paved with stone slabs.

Guo Zhigang saw Zhou Dong's technique with a sneak peek, and frowned immediately: "Zhenzi hand? This is so strange. Could it be that Huaxia Mianwang can also throw meatballs?"

But how did he know that some of the ball throwing techniques are similar to those on the white case, plus Zhou Dong's "one month" practice in the system, what secrets can there be?

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