I survive by acting like a spoiled child [food]

One meeting lasted for a full three hours.

Lunch at noon is made separately - after all, it is impossible to be hungry in a chef's gathering.

Ruan Tang was not allowed to cook until then.

He hesitated to try to make the eight-treasure crystal jelly, after all, there was still the thick soup brought by the previous chef next to it.Ruan Tang directly took a piece of pork and started to make his own preparations.

Xu Yang stood by Ruan Tang's side and supervised Ruan Tang. He was shocked to see Ruan Tang's skillful way of cutting vegetables and processing ingredients, and the speed of the blade flying as if performing martial arts.

Others didn't know Ruan Tang, but Xu Yang knew him very well.

It took Ruan Tang a month to become proficient in the use of knives, which was not just explained by talent.

The blade cuts through the tender meat, and then quickly cuts grooves on the surface of the fatty meat.

When Ruan Tang was cooking, his brows and eyes were drooping and he looked very serious, his lips were slightly pursed, his eyelashes covered the expression in his pupils, and his movements didn't stop at all.

"What's going on, how can an apprentice..." Yang Fu suddenly saw Ruan Tang, he was about to yell, but when he raised his eyes, he met Ruan Tang's gaze.

The cooking table is slightly higher than the ordinary floor—in order to avoid oily fumes splashing on the ground, a new table is specially built for each association meeting.

Ruan Tang looked down at Yang Fu condescendingly, there was no shyness or embarrassment in those eyes, and there was no timidity in the slightly cold pupils.

For some reason, Yang Fu suddenly became a little scared.

His scolding sound stuck in his throat, while Ruan Tang continued to cook with his head down.

Ruan Tang specifically asked the chef next to him to borrow his broth, and took the abalone prepared by the association, but he didn't prepare old ginseng, so Ruan Tang had to use other things instead.

Xu Yang's friend followed Xu Yang and set his eyes on Ruan Tang. Seeing Ruan Tang's cooking posture, he couldn't help but boast: "I'll register his name later."

"Well, remember to help me get rid of Yang Fu. I suspect that the person who caused trouble in my store a while ago was from Yang Fu's side..." Xu Yang snorted.

He has a quick temper and doesn't like Yang Fu, but his popularity in the food association is not bad, so Yang Fu didn't dare to challenge him publicly.

It's a pity that some tricks are always used behind the scenes.

Xu Yang folded his arms and snorted. He looked up and continued to watch Ruan Tang cook.

When Ruan Tang started to make the soup, Xu Yang let out a "huh". Abalone is always used as the main dish in the industry, but Ruan Tang put a bowl of stuff into the pressure cooker just now...

Xu Yang decided to wait silently for Ruan Tang's dishes to come out.

The quarrel next to him has nothing to do with Ruan Tang.

Ruan Tang's attention was completely focused on the soup pot in his hand.

The pressure cooker next to it completely blocked the aroma of the pork, but the soup in his hand really exuded a rich fragrance.

It's just that when the Food Society gets together, it's cooking all the time.

Therefore, Ruan Tang's food has not fully tasted, and the aroma of the food is completely suppressed by the dishes next to it.

Ruan Tang didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, and the people next to him didn't rush him, only Xu Yang kept asking Ruan Tang what the steps in cooking meant.

Xu Yang never remembered a dish made like Ruan Tang.

The chef was already interested in new dishes, so Xu Yang asked a few more questions directly.

"Can I do this? The customers in my store don't eat fatty meat..."

"When I make braised pork, some customers think that there is too much fat."

"Many customers don't like to eat fatty meat, not to mention fatty meat, they don't eat offal, bones, onions, ginger, and garlic..."

Cooking requires a variety of seasonings to be baked to produce a taste. Onion, ginger and garlic will give the food a different taste. Once the silk is less, the taste will be less when cooking.

The people who run the restaurant really suffer from it.

When they heard that Ruan Tang used fatty meat as the main ingredient in his cooking, they couldn't believe it.

"Brother Xu, if you want to open a restaurant, you can't let this kind of dish become the main course, and the restaurant will be destroyed by then."

Someone exhorted beside him.

"Come on, as long as it tastes good, it doesn't matter what the ingredients are."

Although Xu Yang said so, he was more or less clueless in his heart.

He waited for Ruan Tang to open the pressure cooker, then he took out the dish with a tong, and then poured the soup in the pot on the dish.

A strong and overbearing aroma instantly filled the room.

"It's a little hot."

Ruan Tang blinked and said slowly.

Xu Yang didn't care whether it was hot or not. He scooped it up with a spoon. Just an ordinary stainless steel spoon could separate the milky jelly-like meat. Because the meat was specially chopped and processed, the soup was cooked at high temperature Then the whole piece of "jelly" is immersed in the rich soup, and the thick, abalone soup on the top layer has a light aroma, which is neutralized by the salty aroma inside. , Xu Yang was captured immediately.

He originally thought that Ruan Tang had a talent for cooking.

But now Xu Yang even has the idea of ​​apprenticeship.

Ruan Tang's dish alone is enough to open a big restaurant—after all, most restaurants only have a few signature dishes, and the rest of the food tastes mediocre—it just happens to be those signature dishes that have lasted for a long time , propped up a restaurant sign.

"Old Xu, I believe you, this is not your apprentice."

The old friend next to him also took a sip.

As cooks, they all have their own unique tastes, and they can also distinguish which dishes are the best in different cuisines.

But this dish was better than most of the people present.

Just the crystal shrimp that Yang Fu had amazed everyone before has been put aside by everyone.

Ruan Tang cooked a small dish of food, and it was passed on to two or three people before it was finished, but the domineering aroma was always floating in the air, constantly stirring everyone's hearts.

"Is it really that delicious?" Yang Fu frowned and hid in the crowd, angrily said.

Someone who had tasted it soon confirmed that this dish was really delicious, and Yang Fu's cold face and sarcasm were quickly overshadowed by the praise.

"Every time I just throw away the fat and don't use it..."

Xu Yang's friend shook his head with emotion, and then he quickly turned his attention to Ruan Tang, with a brighter smile on his face, "My little friend, was that dish just now your restaurant's signature dish?"

Ruan Tang was taken aback by the flattering gaze of the other party, he shook his head desperately, but the other party's smile deepened.

"Then can you tell us how to make that dish? I can teach you how I make ants climbing a tree."

"Since it's not a signature dish, it's okay to say, I also have a few special dishes here, which can be exchanged."

In addition to keeping the recipes of their specialty dishes, the people present will share most of the rest with others.

What's more, Ruan Tanglu's skill is also worthy of the new dish recipe they have figured out.