Global Food Tour

Chapter 77 Golden Tuna, Sunset Floods!
"Okay, no problem, a colder taste is another extreme, not worse than now." Zhang Feng smiled.

"It's so amazing, tell me how you did it? If it's a secret, don't talk about it." Zhao Si asked with hope.

"It's okay, I'm always groping, I'll tell you some details about the fried rice this time..."

Zhao Si nodded his head from time to time. Many things he didn't understand before were suddenly cleared up, and he was very excited. The audience in the live broadcast room, at first, listened to Zhang Feng and Zhao Si chatting, and then all focused their attention on what they were dealing with. Among the ingredients.

Other chefs also made their own special seafood one after another, but the judges on the stage all had strange expressions on their faces, as if they had eaten something extremely unpalatable.

And it was like this not only for one dish, but for several dishes in a row. These chefs felt unsure, especially some of them were their own bosses. Those chefs saw that their usually polite boss did not give them face in this situation, and they felt annoyed and worried. gas.

"@#￥￥"

One boss hurriedly comforted his chef to calm down his anger. Many bosses were actually wondering why their sense of taste had gone wrong.

"Uncle Zhao, you're still thoughtful, they're here."

"Well, you are busy with your work, I will take care of it." Zhao Si said with a smile, and then greeted several chefs who came to find fault.

[Anchor, what are you doing now? 】

[Quickly introduce, I will write it down, and try it myself later. 】

[This color makes me want to eat it. 】

……

"This is called Thousand Layer Seafood Pancake. Of course I chose the name casually. No flour is used in the whole process. Watch carefully and use a knife..."

[Forget it, don't ask, the average person can make a fool of himself. 】

[Can you introduce some simple and delicious methods. 】

"Don't panic, you should be able to cook the next dish of stewed prawns in oil, it's best to use rapeseed oil." Zhang Feng said without rushing.

For the other half, Zhao Si had already picked up the cold fried rice and handed each chef a spoon for them to taste.

click...

Lightning instantly hit the tip of each chef's tongue, and everything exploded the moment the supposedly unpalatable cold rice touched the tip of the tongue, it was simply miraculous.

"How do you do this?" Several chefs had the same question in their hearts.

"Haha, let me explain. Zhang Feng is very smart. He uses the balsamic fat on the coconut nuts, adds tea oil, and stir-fries at a high speed. As long as you control the temperature well, even if it is cold after being out of the pan, the fried rice can still be guaranteed. Trapped by oil, of course, the amount of oil should be estimated in advance." Zhao Si's face was full of pride.

In terms of the handling of the ingredients and the control of the entire production, the Chinese people can be said to be leading the world. Seeing these guys who usually rely on seafood to suppress themselves are deflated, Zhao Si almost poured two pots of wine up.

While talking, the final decision had already been made at the judges' table. The onlookers were not interested in the competition. They were waiting to eat several large pots of seafood illuminated by the setting sun.

Regardless of the hustle and bustle of the crowd, Zhang Feng put down the knife in his hand and looked into the distance.

Above the horizontal line is the serene and glorious sunset. It uses thousands of light arrows to shoot through the bright clouds of the day, and then the clouds of the day are burning, and they are pushing and stirring each other.

At the foot of the setting sun is the sparkling sea, the sea water is gradually churning, and it is dyed bright red, as if soaked by the bloody setting sun.

This is the last bloody passion of the sun, and only those who are bathed in the setting sun at this moment can receive this last light.

"Golden tuna, the sea tide at sunset!" Zhang Feng quickly walked up to the golden tuna, and after obtaining the consent of the middle-aged man, he took it away.

"Boss, I haven't taken a picture yet!" The event party hurriedly said.

"Forget it, it will be synthesized later, and then he has finished the tuna, and it's okay to shoot again. I'm afraid it will be a small documentary or something." The middle-aged man said.

"Oh."

On the beach, after the first pot of seafood came out, it suddenly became lively. Many people were holding small paper bowls, eating very hotly.

"Everyone...how about you sit and chat first, I guess it will take a while..." Zhang Feng stopped what he was doing, and couldn't stand a group of people staring at him.

The air froze for a moment, and the chef and hotel owners laughed loudly at the same time and said yes.

【666.】

[To be honest, if it wasn't for the live broadcast, I would never believe it. 】

[There are no wonders in the world, if you believe it, there will be it, if you don't believe it, there will be nothing. 】

……

"I'll do it as soon as possible." Zhang Feng said calmly, and the effort at hand picked up again.

Zhao Si, Zhao Hai, and Zhang Ting were on the sidelines, while several bosses and chefs found a table to chat.

As time passed, Zhang Feng, who had been calm and composed, also had sweat on his forehead. Zhang Ting, who was careful, wanted to wipe Zhang Feng off, but Zhang Feng refused with a smile, and took a tissue to wipe the sweat off his forehead.

"Okay, please bring these over first. I'm going to start cooking the last dish. I'll be here in 10 minutes." Zhang Feng stared at the tuna and said.

"Ah, oh, okay." Zhang Ting felt strange in her heart, wondering what happened just now.

Zhao Si refused to leave, Zhao Hai was very obedient, and walked towards the boss and chefs with several steaming delicacies, and Zhang Ting immediately followed with two dishes.

"Uncle Zhao, then stand far away and watch the children running over." Zhang Feng said.

"it is good."

Restraining his breath, calming his mind, he slapped his knife and fished out the tuna. Taking advantage of the last twilight of the setting sun, Zhang Feng handled the tuna that was still alive.

The round scales were quickly removed, and the internal organs were also taken out between the knives, which can be said to be a smooth operation.

[There are still 8 minutes, what do you think the anchor will do? 】

[It must be delicious. 】

[... I can't answer this. 】

[I feel that the anchor is really strong, like a master of martial arts, quick and ruthless. 】

[It is powerful, it is indeed powerful. 】

……

Although Zhao Si was amazed by Zhang Feng's technique, he could still accept it. After all, the knife skills were perfect, and it was not easy to pick up some ingredients in an instant. He has been in this business for a long time, and he has seen many gods and men. Zhang Feng can only be regarded as Amazing, but not perfect.

"Good idea, young people are quick-witted, but it's a pity that the remaining red clouds in the sky are almost gone!" Zhao Si was a little anxious.

Zhang Feng was also anxious. The two of them had the same mood. The audience seemed to feel a little solemn. The number of barrages was reduced by more than half in an instant. Some children who were eating happily were watching, and the tuna was under Zhang Feng's hands. , has turned into a huge flower bone.

[There are 5 minutes left. 】

Someone reminded him again in the live broadcast room. At this moment, Zhang Feng put his "artwork" into the steamer, picked up a bottle of liquor at the same time, and sprinkled it directly on the lid.

"Quick, quick, back up, back up!" Zhao Si hurriedly backed away, driving the children away at the same time.

There was a blast, a heat wave hit the face, and the hemispherical cover was like a scorching sun, shining brightly between the darkened sea and sky!
(End of this chapter)