Zongman: I Have An Equipment Bar

The kitchen of Hojo Building.

"What are they like?"

"Miss is too ignorant, how can she let someone into the kitchen casually."

"I heard that these two people said in front of the eldest lady that the food in our Hojo restaurant is unpalatable."

"Miss didn't beat them up."

The chef of the Hojo Building was staring at Liu Ming and Liu Ming with hostile eyes. As chefs, they also have their own dignity. Now that they are being slapped in the face, how can they all feel better in their hearts.

"Are you really qualified to be hostile to others? Let's see what kind of dishes you cook. Who made this Kung Pao chicken? The chicken has no luster at all. It's dry and flat. No appetite.

Also, who made this sweet and sour fish, so heavy soy sauce was added, and the taste was completely covered up. There is also sugar, and there is no smell of caramelized sugar. "

"I won't go into details about the others. Don't you think that the Hojo building is not falling fast enough, so you help demolish the house one by one, ah!" Miyoko Hojo yelled after returning to the kitchen, making the chefs blush with scolding. Red ears.

The other chefs wanted to speak out, but she stared back.

There are a lot of ingredients in the Hojo Building, Liu Ming quickly selected the ingredients and came to an empty stove.

He was going to make four dishes, which were the ones he ordered earlier, not because he wanted to slap his face, but because he really wanted to eat them. Otherwise, he wouldn't have ordered these dishes at the time.

Then, under everyone's shocked eyes, he began to process the materials.

A whole chicken was pulled out of a skeleton in less than ten seconds.

And it was quite complete, with only a soft chicken shape left on the dining table.

After swiping the kitchen knife a few times, several afterimages appeared, and the chicken shape was cut into cubes by him in the breath. Then marinate with the seasoning he just prepared.

Then came the other dishes. Miyoko Kitajo didn't know what to say, the man in front of her was really good at swordsmanship.

Whether it is dealing with meat or vegetarian food, it is so casual and beautiful.

The opponent's age is obviously not much older than his own, but his sword skills have already far surpassed his own.

In this way, she became even more curious about the other party's cooking skills. With such knife skills, I am afraid that the cooking skills will not be so bad.

This is a learning opportunity, unconsciously, Hojo Miyoko has gotten very close.

Liu Ming glanced at her, but he didn't say anything. After all, it's the other party's kitchen, so it might be possible to drive her out.

Liu Ming is not worried about the other party stealing the recipe. A delicious dish can be learned not just by watching. Knife skills, heat, skills, matching and other conditions are indispensable.

Otherwise, it is only plausible.

When Liu Ming began to formally deal with the consequences, everyone in the kitchen couldn't help but stop.

At this moment, Liu Ming's sense of presence was too strong, and Yu Chu's demeanor was unmistakable, as if telling everyone that this was his territory.

The noodles have the smell from time to time, too fragrant, too overbearing, obviously not finished yet, but there is already such a smell,

Once it's done, it's worth it.

Thinking of this, each of them couldn't help swallowing their throats.

Because many people stopped working, there were several more stoves, and Liu Ming didn't intend to waste time, so he directly worked on two stoves.

In just thirty minutes, four dishes were made.

There are four sparkling and fragrant dishes on the dining table, just looking at it makes people move their index fingers.

It's a pity that although the dishes are good, they don't have their share. Liu Ming told Thor that it's ready to start.

"I'm sorry." Thor took the chopsticks that Liu Ming handed over, and started eating directly.

With every bite, a blush appeared on the face.

It was so delicious.

Just by looking at her expression, you can tell that those dishes are really delicious.

"May I have a taste, too?" Miyoko Hojo asked expectantly, at the moment she still had the angry attitude she had before.

"Just you, the others can't do it, and I don't do much." Liu Ming thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

"Okay, thank you." Miyoko Hojo happily responded.

Then she turned her head, immediately changed her expression, and shouted at the people who were still standing there, "What are you looking at, don't you have to work? How long do you want the guests to wait?"

Everyone couldn't help but rolled their eyes, they wanted to eat too.

It's a pity that Miyoko doesn't care about them. What should I do if I say two more and even she won't let them eat.

After this village, there is no such shop, and she doesn't want to waste this opportunity.

As the heir of Hojo House, her passion for Chinese cuisine is beyond doubt.

Now there are four perfect Chinese cuisines in front of her eyes. This is her opportunity, and she may be able to use this opportunity to break through her own limitations.

"I'm sorry." Miyoko solemnly picked up a piece of chicken.

The first is the spicy taste, breaking through the taste buds in an instant, followed by the sweet taste, which warms the tip of the tongue, and finally the salty taste, which bursts on the tip of the tongue, followed by sweet, numb, hot, all kinds of tastes come one after another.

It was so delicious.

What I did before is simply incomparable, and it is not an exaggeration to call it rubbish.

At this moment, she understood that what she had done in the past was only Chinese cuisine that catered to the tastes of Chinese people.

But these are the real Chinese cuisine, a cuisine that can sublimate and move people physically and mentally, is her lifelong pursuit.

"I want to learn Chinese cuisine from him." This is what she is thinking at the moment.

Just when she was about to speak, she found that the two of them were no longer in sight. She stood up anxiously and looked around, but found nothing.

"Where are they?" She yelled again and again.

"Let's go already"

“Gone 30 minutes ago”

"What?" Miyoko immediately raised her head to look at the clock not far away, and found that a long time had indeed passed.

She was completely intoxicated in the illusion of delicious food just now, and it has been so long, what kind of state did the other party's dishes reach.

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