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Bang bang bang bang!

When Awu was confused, the sound in his ears and the scene he saw in front of him made him freeze on the spot!

"This is... no, Boss Su, what are you doing?"

Su Chen was holding a kitchen knife and slapping the finely prepared dishes on the chopping board.

The technique seemed to make people who didn't know it think they had some deep grudge against those ribs.

"The main purpose of doing this is to loosen the meat on the ribs. After the fiber is loosened, it will be easier to taste."

Su Chen said casually.

Ah Wu still doesn't understand. I understand the truth, but your method is too wild, isn't it?

How could anyone take a picture with a kitchen knife?

Not only that, after Su Chen beat all the ribs into a flat shape, he also cut two small slits in length on the edge, with only three precise cuts in each small slit!

This can cut off the tendons in the ribs, so that when the ribs are cooked, the ribs will still maintain their current shape without rolling up.

On the other side, put a mixture of soy sauce, chopped green onion, cooking wine and ginger slices in a prepared basin. Add the beaten pork chops into it and stir evenly so that each pork chop is coated with soy sauce.

After doing this step well, Su Chen stretched himself out and said, "Brother, Mr. Feng took you out to eat, don't you even want to eat?"

A Wu didn't realize for a moment what Su Chen meant by this. After opening his mouth, he turned around and looked.

What the hell!

Originally, there were three portions of rice rolls on each end of the table. After a while, there were only six empty plates left on the table!

"Boss" Ah Wu stared at Feng Yaoyang in disbelief, "Have you eaten ten servings of rice rolls?"

Feng Yaoyang touched his stomach just now, with a look of joy on his face, "Hey, I didn't feel it when I ate just now, but now I feel that my stomach is a little full. I think I can't eat the two snacks made by Boss Su today. .”

Ah Wu's brain was a little down at the moment, as if his computer was infected by a virus. He finally managed to smooth things over, "Boss, is that rice roll really that delicious?"

Actually what he wanted to say was.

You obviously brought me here to help you taste the dishes, and then help you check whether Boss Su can invest in this project.

As a result, you showed off ten portions of rice rolls when you arrived.

Isn't this a joke?

This is like going to inspect Party B's products. We must not hold on to them so that we can negotiate the price when we wait for investment.

As a result, when you come up, you will see that the product is really good, top-notch, and you love it to death.

How can we talk about this?

Obviously, Feng Yaoyang doesn't have any other ideas about investment in his mind right now. Mr. Feng only thinks that the rice rolls are unparalleled in the world.

No matter how he traveled throughout Guangdong, Hong Kong and Macau, he had never tasted such delicious rice rolls!

Especially for that powder, the level of delicacy brought to the entrance is something I have never experienced before.

Hearing what Ah Wu said, Feng Yaoyang also said calmly, "It's delicious, it's really delicious. Ah Wu, you have to learn from Boss Su. I can't even imagine that I won't be able to eat such delicious food after I leave Jingzhou." Rice rolls, how can I sleep at night?"

Awu:.

Be like a big-headed ghost!

Since Boss Su can make it so delicious, there must be some secret, if nothing else. Until now, Ah Wu never understood that when the rice milk flowed into the steamer, there was obviously a thick layer of water on it.

After steaming the hair for a few minutes, the moisture is gone?

Magic, right?

While the two people were talking, Su Chen moved his body for a long time, and now he also set up an iron pot on the stove.

The flame that is turned on is between medium and low fire, neither big nor small.

There was pure white lard in the pot. Before the fat was completely melted, he immediately added a handful of chopped green onions and refined salt.

A Wu tried his best to remember the ingredients that Su Chen added. Every time he added one, he silently recited the name.

"Rock sugar, also need to be twisted into crumbs. A little sauce color, a little minced ginger, an appropriate amount of cooking wine, a small amount of Ajinomoto."

After reading it, Awu silently concluded in his mind: This is to add flavor and color to the lard.

When the oil was 70% hot, Su Chen put all the ribs into it, and fine bubbles suddenly appeared around the flattened ribs.

Feng Yaoyang frowned when he saw it, "Is this how the pork ribs and rice cakes are made?"

Ah Wu was also a little unsure, "It's hard to say, after all, he is Boss Su."

After hearing the conversation between the two, Su Chen raised his head and said, "Didn't I tell you that what I made today is called Braised Pork Ribs Rice Cake."

Feng Yaoyang now looked like he understood, "I have high blood pressure and can't eat such greasy food, and my teeth are not good now. Spare ribs and rice cakes are all things I ate in Shanghai more than 30 years ago. Intestines." The rice noodles are enough, I won’t eat this snack later, come and try it, Awu.”

Hearing this, Ah Wu was immediately happy, and the unhappiness of not being able to eat rice rolls just now was wiped away, "Actually, the oily pork ribs will have less fat. Of course, the premise is that the chef's skills are good."

This is also to comfort the boss.

Feng Yaoyang didn't say anything, nodded and continued to stand there looking into the kitchen with A Wu.

I don't know why, but Feng Yaoyang always feels that watching Boss Su cook is a pleasure to the eyes.

It seemed that what Su Chen cooked was not a dish, but a carefully carved piece of art.

The skills Boss Su used were even more refreshing, coupled with Su Chen's personal habits.

After each step, I will clean up all the oil stains and other things I just made during the interval between the next step.

The console in front of Su Chen has always been kept in a very clean and tidy state. This alone makes people feel much better when looking at it.

The raw red pork ribs were fried in lard for about four or five minutes before Su Chen took them out. Now they turned light red, and they looked quite appetizing.

But it was obvious that Su Chen had no intention of giving up.

The fished-out ribs were placed on a pair of chopsticks. He had scissors in his left hand and chopsticks in his right hand.

"Ugh! Ugh!"

The scissors were pointed at the meat on both sides of the bone, and they were cut three times on each side. Each cut was the same distance. The scissors were still half an inch away from the bone. With a few cuts, a flat piece of fine ribs immediately turned into a kohlrabi. Looks like!

This was an ordinary action, but in Awu's eyes it was particularly magical.

"Boss Su's sword skills are the most interesting I have ever seen."

Feng Yaoyang turned halfway, still staring at Su Chen's hands, "Oh?"

"The knife skills just now look wild, but in fact they are delicate. The current scissors seem to move very fast, but every cut is just right, no more, no less. Being able to achieve this level is definitely not something that can be achieved overnight. "

"How does it compare to you?"

Feng Yaoyang's abrupt words made Ah Wu sweatdrop!

This question is asked.

Awu chose to pretend not to hear.