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799: C799 Unsatisfied

Author: Ai Zuo Cai De Miao Miao Word Count: 6470 Updated: 2025-04-01 15:37:21

C799 Unsatisfied

"Aiya, before when I was watching TV, I felt that Boss Yang was young and promising, but now that I saw him with my own eyes, I realized that Boss Yang was indeed going through menopause!" I'm impressed! " Jiang Peng could tell that he truly admired Yang Song. When he was Yang Song's age, he didn't know where to go crazy every day, nor did he have such great accomplishments.0

Seeing the waiter bring the roast duck over, he smiled and said, "This time, the roast duck is for you. Don't be polite, and don't refuse. Next time when I go to Luo City, I might have to go and disturb Boss Yang!"

At this time, the roast duck had already arrived, and a chef who specialized in cooking ducks walked over. Before Yang Song could say anything, Jiang Peng waved his hand and said with a smile, "Boss Yang, you guys eat first, I won't bother you guys any longer. After eating, I hope Boss Yang can give me some advice!"

One had to say, Jiang Peng was someone that Yang Song couldn't find fault with. His eyes were clear, and it was obvious that he was speaking from the bottom of his heart. Yang Song didn't have a single trace of disgust.

After Jiang Peng left, Yang Song sat down and shook his head helplessly. He originally only wanted to have a meal with Jiang Peng, but now it seemed that he had unknowingly owed someone a favor.

However, Yang Song still wouldn't mind a free duck. He wasn't an idiot. With free food to eat, who wouldn't eat?

Although the method was fast, it was clear that the proficiency level was not high. Every piece of duck had different sizes, and the most important part of the roast duck was its skin and meat separation. There were quite a few pieces of roast duck skin with traces of duck meat on them.

Smelling the roast duck, Yang Song still felt that there was something wrong. The fragrance of the roast duck was supposed to be pure, but there was a faint smell of the duck in the aroma.

Yang Song didn't care about this for the time being, he was prepared to taste the cold dishes he had ordered, the braised duck gizzards. After eating a piece of braised duck gizzard, the duck gizzards had a special fragrance, which should be the special brine formula of Baoji De.

It was easier to understand with a duck's paw, since there were no big flaws and no big advantages. Simply put, this kind of feeling was like a boneless duck's paw. Combined with the sauce prepared by his shop, it was much more refreshing.

There were two types of hot dishes, the burning duck heart and the fried duck intestines. Yang Song could tell what was wrong with the fried duck intestines just by looking at them.

The python originally ate happily. Although it didn't like eating ducks and the like, but the taste was still pretty good, without the smell of ducks and ducks, it was very happy to eat. At this time, seeing Yang Song's expression, it was a little strange, perhaps there was a problem somewhere.

"What's wrong? Is the taste of these dishes bad? "

However, Yang Song shook his head and said, "It's not that it's impossible, it's just that there's still something lacking. According to my thinking, the hundred-year-old shop shouldn't have such a taste."

For example, if you look at this duck intestines, you can tell there's a problem just by looking at it. What the duck intestines eat is a crispness, and after entering the frying pan, you must watch them closely. Once the duck intestines are rolled up, you must start cooking.

"Look at this duck heart, it's obvious that the temperature is not high enough, and it doesn't taste good enough. Although it has been cut in half, the duck heart that has been stir-fried needs to be heated up, or else it won't taste good."

All of a sudden, they talked a lot. Even the duck chef who was cooking the duck heard them

With an unpleasant expression, he finally couldn't help but say to Yang Song, "What you said was so impressive. Why don't you tell me, what's wrong with my sliced duck?"

When Yang Song heard the discontent in his tone, his anger was immediately stoked. He glared at the young duck master for a while before sneering in his heart. What's wrong? Your skills are not good enough, so why aren't we allowed to talk about it? Is this your attitude?

"Alright!" "Since you want to listen, I'll tell you. First of all, the roast duck that you're hanging up has a crispness to it, and when you're slicing the duck, it's very fast, I believe you've already slicked a lot of the ducks, but your technique is not very good, and you can't do simple meat separation. Of the ten pieces of duck skin, at least four of them have duck meat."

After saying this, Yang Song didn't plan on stopping, he pointed at the roast duck on the side and said, "You can tell with a glance that this roast duck doesn't have enough heat, and the smell inside hasn't seeped in yet. If you don't believe it, give me your knife and I'll cut it for you."

When Yang Song spoke about excitement, he immediately stood up and walked towards the duck's master. The duck's master was also a young man, so he handed the knife over to Yang Song.

He simply felt the sharpness of the knife and had to prepare for its use. As the saying goes, in order to do good, one must first utilize the weapon. Whether the knife worked or not was completely related to a chef's knife skills.

After determining the degree of the sharpness, Yang Song immediately began to slice the duck. His speed was so fast that it made people click their tongues. Even if he was fast, Yang Song's sabresmanship did not decrease the slightest bit.

The meat of the breast was never the most delicious part. Strictly speaking, even the meat of the ribs was much better than the meat of the chest. It was just that the quantity was less.

With a slice of the duck breast, Yang Song cut out the bottom piece of duck meat and handed it to the duck master. He asked in a stern voice, "Just this piece of meat, try and taste if it still smells like duck meat!"

There was no need to taste it. He could already smell it in front of him. However, the young master was still stubborn and quibbling, "It's normal for such a big duck to not be noticed all of a sudden. If we continue to roast it, it might turn to mush. What do you know?"

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