Siheyuan: Escape from Forty-nine Cities, Grandma is a Deaf Old Lady

in the kitchen.

Keep moving with your hands.

Sun Jianguo's mind kept ringing:

【Cooking skills】+1

【Cooking skills】+1.

According to the system evaluation, He Yuzhu's chef level is currently only level three.

And since he was in the middle between level three and level four, he had no problem surpassing Silly Zhu in terms of cooking skills.

According to the techniques in mind.

Sun Jianguo first threw a piece of pork into boiling water to boil out the blood impurities, and then soaked it in rice wine, allowing the boiled pork to absorb the rice wine, thus suppressing the smell of wild boar meat.

Then, he opened the coal stove valve, and the flames spitting out from the honeycomb coals rubbed the ground and licked the black bottom of the iron pot.

Put the prepared ingredients, onion, ginger, garlic... inside.

Then, Sun Jianguo's arms were like muscle memory, carrying the pot and cooking, swinging the spatula back and forth. The attainments and experience of a third-level chef made him familiar with it.

Stir-fry the brown sugar, slice the pork belly a few times, then simmer it in the pot, wrapping a layer of towel around the pot to block the air.

This dish is Dongpo Pork.

He is also preparing to make a steamed pork bun.

Steamed pork requires knife skills, and uneven thickness can easily lead to uncooked pork.

Cut out a piece of meat with three layers of skin, fat and lean meat.

Sun Jianguo performed the knife very steadily. The tendons in his arms were stretched out, and the hand holding the handle of the knife seemed to be welded to it.

"Swish Swish Swish~~"

The knife in his hand was getting faster and faster, and the light reflected from the blade reflected on the wall, like a small ball jumping up and down. As the speed increased, the small balls connected with each other and gradually turned into an arc of light.

The slices of meat are cut as neatly as if they were cut by a machine.

Silly Zhu had been watching Sun Jianguo's movements in the living room and saw his sword skills.

There was a look of surprise on her face, and she turned around and asked:"Old lady, has your grandson learned to be a chef before?"

The old lady shook her head and said,"Probably not, maybe she cooked for his parents at home."

Silly Zhu was dubious. He nodded, his originally casual eyes stared at Sun Jianguo's movements more carefully, and he sat upright.

He Yuyu followed suit, but what she saw was not Sun Jianguo's knife skills, but his thick and broad back, and his long, slender legs. He Yuyu's face turned red as she looked at him.

The meat slices are coated in flour and fried in another pan.

Steamed pork should have been steamed directly, but Sun Jianguo had the memory of frying first and then steaming it, so he used it directly.

Silly Zhu couldn't understand,"What is this?"

""Wow!"

As the fire on the stove became more intense, the pot filled with Dongpo meat began to gurgle.

Sun Jianguo took off the towel, and the smell of meat wafted throughout the room. Silly Zhu smelled the fragrance in the air and knew that the meat was delicious. How was the heat? He suddenly became nervous and said,"This guy has a lot of tricks up his sleeve."

At this moment, the fried meat was steamed again.

A smell of fresh and soy sauce was floating in the room.

Everyone could no longer sit still, and they all raised their heads and looked towards the kitchen.

Yueyue and He Yuyu's stomach growled even more, and there was doubt in He Yuyu's clear eyes. Why did she think that the dishes made by Sun Jianguo must be delicious!

In less than ten minutes, the two dishes were ready.

Sun Jianguo's Dongpo Meat Sprinkle a handful of scallions on top, and put the steamed pork on a round mat, spread it all over the mat, and put his own secret dipping sauce in the middle.

After doing all this, Sun Jianguo heard the prompt"Ding~ Upgrade cooking skills to level four"

"My cooking skills have reached level 4 so quickly, and it seems that other memories need to be upgraded as well."

Thinking like this, two dishes were served.

Sun Jianguo looked at Silly Zhu with a smile and said:"Try it, I am willing to admit defeat."

The Dongpo pork in the bowl is deep red and white with fat. There are more than a dozen pieces spread out, and you can still see them shaking. The top is sprinkled with chopped green onion, and the meat below is full of sauce. It was full of color, flavor and flavor.

At this time, Shazhu's face already had a look of solemnity, but he had never believed in evil. The Dongpo meat was not just about the appearance, but the heat!

He smiled and picked up a piece of Dongpo meat with his chopsticks. Put it in your mouth.

Everyone is vying to put chopsticks into the bowl.

And outside the room, a child's figure flashes away

"I try Jianguo's craftsmanship."

Si Zhu chewed in his mouth, his face became more solemn. The heat of the meat was very well controlled, almost as good as that made by his master!

He chewed it carefully several times, savoring the taste carefully, and then swallowed the dish..

He quickly reached out to the steamed pork with his chopsticks, applied the dipping powder on it, and stuffed it into his mouth as if he were seeing the meat for the first time.

As he chewed, his expression changed from solemn to bitter and shocked!

Look! When he looked at Sun Jianguo, there was even more reverence in his eyes, as if he was looking at the master who he regarded as his own father.

He couldn't make such delicious dishes at all!!!

I'm afraid only his own master came in person to be able to suppress it. Sun Jianguo's head.

With such skills and this grade, it is not an exaggeration to call him a culinary genius!

In an instant, He Yuzhu realized what it means to have people outside the world, and there is a world outside the world!

Thinking of his words and deeds about playing with a machete in front of Guan Gongmen just now, Silly Zhu I really wanted to slap myself twice.

Sun Jianguo looked at Silly Zhu with a funny face:"Zhu Zhu, how does it taste?"

Hearing this, Shazhu's face was as dark as a soy sauce shop. He smiled bitterly and said:"Brother Jianguo, you cook better than me, I admit defeat!"

As soon as these words came out, the old lady and He Yuzhu who were grabbing the meat with their chopsticks suddenly stood up.

They couldn't believe their ears, and they all looked at He Yuzhu with their shiny faces. Only Yueyue was there. Stop pounding the meat.

Zhuzi, what are you talking about? You are not as good as my grandson?

The old lady knows He Yuzhu’s level. Just his Tanjia cuisine. Except for the eight famous chefs in the entire Forty-Nine City, there are not many chefs who can match it. He, but now he actually lost to his grandson, which is simply unimaginable.

He Yuyu was also stunned. She couldn't figure out how her brother could lose.

And He Yuzhu said weakly like a deflated ball:"We lost. Even if I lose, I am willing to admit defeat!"