37: C37 Own Barbecue Technology

C37 Own Barbecue Technology

"Could this guy be the Crown Prince of the Chen Group?" Meng Shihan whispered into Yang Song's ear as she asked Yang Song, who was nibbling on a chicken wing.

Yang Song raised his head and looked at Chen Ming, who was still grilling meat. He thought about Chen Ming's silly look, then nodded and whispered, "Maybe! You eat so much every day, and you're even acting silly every day. How can you not have some money? "

"Why don't you go and ask?"

"What are you asking for? Just give us the money!"

"Are you really not going?"

"No!" If you want to go, go! "

"I'm not going either!"

As the two of them were arguing, Chen Ming suddenly ran over with two strings of roasted potatoes. He excitedly gave each of them a string and shouted, "You two, quickly try it! I was just roasting it. It smells so good! "

Meng Shihan and Yang Song were both shocked as they looked at the baked potatoes inside their plates. How was this a baked potato? It was clearly charcoal! However, he could not say anything for a moment. After all, this was the first time he had made a move, so it would not be good to disrupt his efforts.

"Hurry up and try it!" I grilled it for a long time! It's so hot! "

Seeing that the two of them didn't say anything, Chen Ming urged them again. Meng Shihan swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked with difficulty, "Chen Ming, is this your first time roasting something?"

"That's right!" How about it? Do you think that I am talented? " Chen Ming took a sip of his cold beer and let out a long sigh of relief. He excitedly looked at Meng Shihan.

What should he say? Meng Shihan was at a loss for words. She was too embarrassed to directly say that she was just a piece of trash!

Yang Song didn't feel any pressure when he heard that. He placed the potato next to Chen Ming's mouth and said with a smile that was not a smile, "You can have a bite first. Here, try your own delicacy."

"Alright!"

Chen Ming didn't think too much and directly bit down on it. He started chewing on it as he wiped it clean. How could this be potato chips! It's completely a potato chip. No, it's a charcoal potato!

"Pah pah pah!" What is this! "It's not going to end well!" Chen Ming had only chewed for a short while before his face turned bitter. He spat it out with all his might, held the bottle of mineral water and began to rinse his mouth.

Seeing Yang Song's expression, Yang Song nodded in satisfaction, "See that? This is your craft. In the future, you absolutely cannot go near the kitchen, right? "

"But …" Chen Ming said with a sullen face, "Didn't you say that boys who can cook now eat better?"

"Even so, you … Forget it! It's better to be in charge of eating from now on! " Meng Shihan also chuckled and casually threw Chen Ming's roasted potatoes to the side.

"Yang Song, why don't you roast something else!" Let's try it too! " Chen Ming suddenly thought of something. He didn't need a chef here, what was it to keep him busy?

Yang Song didn't seem to have thought about how it would be if he went to barbecue himself. Besides the kebabs given by the system, he was also interested in the rest. He nodded, "Ok! "I'll try it right now. If it doesn't taste good, don't laugh at me. I haven't figured out the secret to eating good yet!"

"No problem!" No matter what, it should be better than the charcoal that Chen Ming roasted! " Meng Shihan also chuckled and once again looked down on Chen Ming.

Coincidentally, Yang Song also wanted to give it a try. He took a piece of corn and a piece of potato and walked up to the barbecue table. He then placed the ingredients on the barbecue net and began to grill them.

No matter what, the system had already configured the most fragrant barbecue material for him, so Yang Song only needed to apply it according to the normal standards.

After a while, the fragrance drifted out. After a few days of barbeque, most of it was made by Yang Song watching the system. As the saying goes, have you never eaten pork before and you haven't seen a pig run? These two ingredients were quite impressive!

The two things were both cooked very quickly, about two to three minutes' time. The corn was golden yellow in color, and the spices were even. The sweet taste of the corn, along with the stimulation of the barbecue, was extremely suitable for cooking.

The potato chips looked soft, but Yang Song knew they contained the crisp sound of the potatoes themselves. They were crystal clear and looked very beautiful.

"As expected of a chef!" This kind of kebab is very tempting just by smelling it! "

As Chen Ming said this, he extended his hand to take it. Yang Song patted his hand and said, "That's all. If you eat it, how will others eat it?"

"Can't I try it?" Chen Ming intentionally looked pitifully at Yang Song.0

Seeing Chen Ming's expression, Yang Song felt a chill run down his spine. He quickly said, "Stop messing around, disgusting me to death, I'll give it to you to eat!" "Wait a moment!"

With that, Yang Song removed the corn from the stick and placed it on a plate. He then used scissors to cut the corn into eight pieces. Although it was a bit thinner, everyone could taste it. There was a total of three pieces of potato chips in a row.

After dividing the ingredients properly, everyone then took off their chopsticks.

Chen Donglai was the first to pick up a potato and put it into his mouth. It was crispy, sweet and sticky, and the taste was pretty good. However, if one were to look at it carefully, it was only at the level of a normal barbecue booth and would only taste a little bit.

"Tsk, this potato is just like that. I thought it was delicious!" Chen Donglai put down his chopsticks and felt relieved. He could make such a delicious dish. He really thought Yang Song was an immortal. He could make anything delicious!

"The taste is not bad, but it's only of an average standard. Yang Song, your cooking skills are ordinary!" Chen Ming took a bite of the corn and shook his head, revealing a sigh.

The two of them tasted it and couldn't help but feel disappointed. Indeed, this kind of taste could only be considered as something that an ordinary barbecue chef could make. It wasn't at all as breathtaking or frightening as the barbecued gluten.

Actually, everyone felt that the reason why Yang Song roasted the beef skewers was mostly because of this beef. After all, it was already so delicious when it was eaten raw, let alone when it was slightly processed.

However, this toasted gluten was completely ordinary. Even the ingredients needed for the barbecue were the most ordinary ones. However, for some reason, they were able to produce such a delicious dish.

However, Yang Songping tasted his cooking skills, and revealed a satisfied expression. He nodded appreciatively, sat on a chair, and slowly gnawed on his roasted corn, consoling, "Not bad, I still think my cooking skills are poor, this is already pretty good!"

Old Meng frowned and asked, "Little Yang, are you satisfied with just this kind of cooking?" People can't be like this, because when there are two particularly delicious things to eat, they forget to prepare a new delicacy! "

"No, no, no! You all have misunderstood, these things, I have used the usual methods to create them, and now that the taste is like this, I am already very satisfied! "

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