994: C994 So What If He Looks Ordinary

C994 So What If He Looks Ordinary

The lemon and phoenix claws were very soothing to the summer heat. Meng Shihan ate one bite at a time and was eating happily.

The men were chatting at the side.

"Brother, your surname is expensive. How many years have you been a chef?" Li Big Shrimp gave Yang Soong a cigarette.

Yang Soong pushed him away. "My surname is Yang. I haven't been a chef for many years. I became a chef after graduating from university."

This sentence poked a hornet's nest.

Li Big Shrimp flipped his hand and slapped his son's head. "Learn from others. You went to university, became a chef, and became a pretty girlfriend. What about you? Of the three, which one do you take? "Why should I give birth to you?"

Li Gui felt wronged. "You make it sound like you went to university."

"I'm talking about you. I'm offering you delicious food and drinks. I've never been proud of you."

"He might have gone to a wild chicken university. Otherwise, why didn't he tell you where he graduated from?" Li Gui said confidently.

Yang Soong said, "Luocheng University, an honorary graduate."

This time, Li Big Shrimp directly kicked him. "Did you hear that? He didn't say it at the beginning because he was being modest. " Do you understand the traditional virtues of China? "

Li Gui covered his head and forgot to cover his butt. He hid in the corner: "That Yang guy. So what if you graduated from university? Didn't you become a cook? "Don't think that I don't know that all of you who just became chefs are being scolded like grandsons in the kitchen. You're worse than me, I'm the boss's son!"

"You brat dare to say that to me!" Li Big Shrimp took out his rolling pin from somewhere.

Yang Soong stopped him and said: "When I was about to graduate from college, I pushed a snack cart and made some money. Then I opened my own store. Hmm. I'll be the boss."

Hello, the boss's son.

Yang Soong originally did not intend to argue with this brat, but this brat's tone of speaking in a tone that was full of reasoning and pride made him unhappy.

"The young generation shouldn't be like you."

What made Yang Soong the most unhappy was that this kid actually dared to wink at Meng Shihan.

Damn it, you smelly brat.

"Chef Li, your potato chicken stew has been used twice, right? There's no residue at all when you eat it. The fishy smell is gone very well. If you want to get rid of the fishy smell, you use yellow wine, right?"

Li Big Shrimp admired him even more. "Yes. I first used the seasoning water to get rid of the fat in the chicken. Then, I felt that it was not clean and stewed it again."

Yang Soong said, "The second time, you can actually use boiling water to soak it. There is no need to stew it again. It will easily cause the nutrition of the chicken to be lost, and it will also cause the fragrance of the meat to become weak. Also, it will remove the smell of blood. You can use the Green Plum Wine or the Flower Eagle. The common Erguotou can also be used, but you must soak the onions, ginger, and garlic in the wine before boiling it. I call this self-made wine. "

When cooking and stewing meat, there would always be onion, ginger, and garlic.

As Yang Soong spoke, Li Big Shrimp took the notebook and jotted it down.

"Yes. No wonder many customers say that my stewed potatoes and chicken are clean but not fragrant enough." Li Big Shrimp personally poured a cup of tea for Yang Soong and then asked, "Can you give some pointers to the spicy chicken?"

Li Big Shrimp was open-minded and reasonable. The lemon and phoenix claw made by him surprised Yang Soong.

The delicacies of our Great Huaxia are hidden among the people.

"Spicy chicken pieces, other than millet and spicy chicken pieces. I suggest that you make some chili sauce and chili butter to make them into two flavors. When stir-frying, according to the customer's hobbies, you should put the sauce into consideration. The chicken you make is more inclined to the mouthwatering chicken. Instead of the spicy chicken, the spicy chicken should be stir-fried. It needs to be stewed and chili sauce is more suitable. The oral chicken needs to be boiled, so it needs chili to be marinated into the taste. "

The spicy chicken and the oral chicken were both spicy. Whether it was the cooking method or the taste, they were all very different.

As for the Kung Pao Chicken, Yang Soong did not comment this time.

"Can I borrow it from the kitchen?"

"Yes, yes, this way please." Li Big Shrimp slapped his son away and made way for Yang Soong.

When he reached the kitchen, he picked up the kitchen knife. Yang Soong was no longer the gentle young man with a scholarly air. Instead, he was the fluttering young man who looked like a lone eagle.

"I'm going to make Gong Bao Chicken. Many chefs like to use chicken breast. I prefer to use chicken leg."

Yang Soong swiftly removed the bones from the chicken leg, removed the tendons, and cut a small piece.

Li Big Shrimp's eyes lit up as he watched from the side. "It's so easy to cut the meat of the chicken leg into pieces of meat of the same size. This knife skill is amazing. "

When the chicken drumsticks were marinated, Yang Soong started to fry peanuts.

He needed to choose the most suitable oil temperature to fry the peanuts. It could not be high, and the peanuts could easily be burnt. It could not be low, and it could not stimulate the fragrance of the peanuts.

"Sixty percent oil is the best. You have to pay attention to the seasoning."

After a few stir-frying, the peanuts came out of the pot. Yang Soong gave the chicken a small piece of chicken meat and stir-fried it in one go. At the last moment, he added the peanuts to the mix.

A plate of Gong Bao Chicken that had a variety of flavors and flavors came out from the pot, and it only took eight minutes.

"Try it." Yang Soong took off his apron and went to wash his hands.

Li Gui also quietly took the chopsticks over. "You make it sound like that. I wonder if you are bragging?"

He was very disdainful and did not believe that Yang Soong really knew how to cook.

"Nowadays, there are a lot of fake dishes that can only be said and not practiced."

A piece of meat entered his mouth.

"Hm?"

Li Gui was shocked. "Why do I feel that it's delicious? It's even better than my dad's! "I think it's an illusion. It's definitely an illusion."

He then used his chopsticks.

It was salty and fresh. It had a slight paste and spicy taste. The aftertaste was sour. The authentic Kung Pao Chicken seemed to have this taste.

Li Gui's chopsticks rained down like a storm.

"Pa!

He was slapped in the head again. It was his father.

Li Da prawn: "Don't be like a hungry ghost reincarnated. Save some for your father."

"Oh." Li Gui only felt that it was really too delicious. In the end, he was still too young. Just look at how calm his father was.

Hu!

Li Big Shrimp suddenly stood up and bowed deeply to Yang Soong. "Chef Yang, you are really amazing. Compared to you... What I do is dog shit! Thank you for letting me eat the authentic Kung Pao Chicken today. "

Li Gui was stunned. His father had been cooking all his life, but he had never really admired anyone. Now, he actually bowed to Yang Soong.

What he didn't know was that Li Big Shrimp was very surprised. He ate a mouthful of chicken and peanuts. He even ate the onions inside.

"There's nothing on the plate that isn't delicious. Even the side dishes are delicious."

"Only the most authentic Kung Pao Chicken can reach this level."0

The Kung Pao Chicken was the representative of the northern cuisine. It was delicious and delicious. Although it could be brought out for the national banquet, not everyone could treat the salty, spicy, and sour taste so appropriately.

Yang Soong said, "The most important thing about this dish is the heat, as well as Gou Qian. Take good care of the heat, as well as Gou Qian. If you can do it well, the hook you made is too early. This dish, Gou Qian, absolutely couldn't be thick. Once it was done, he immediately went into the pot. Only then could the slight sourness remain in the aftertaste, or else the sourness would run to the front. This dish tastes like rotten meat, completely ruined. "

Li Big Shrimp: "I understand."

When cooking, it was taboo to talk on paper.

If Yang Soong only explained it to Li Big Shrimp at the dinner table, then it was definitely Yang Soong who had finished. Li Big Shrimp felt like he knew how to do it. He really did it. "What exactly is it?"

If not, Li Big Shrimp would think that Yang Soong was teasing him.

Only Yang Soong personally made the dishes and used the taste to make them into uniform before explaining.

Li Big Shrimp said, "I understand."

Li Gui: "I don't know anything else, but this Brother Yang seems really amazing. No wonder his girlfriend is so beautiful."

What he said made sense.

"Brother Yang, your eyesight is good, and your tongue is even better. I, Old Li, admire you." Li Big Shrimp asked where Yang Soong's shop was. "I'll pay a visit another day."

"We still need to go back and open the shop. Let's go back first." Yang Song wrote down the address by hand and left with Meng Shihan in a hurry.

"The store must be small. Yang Soong is probably the only chef, and there is only one waiter. Otherwise, he wouldn't have to go back to open the store." Li Gui still felt that he was superior to others.

"Shut up. Brother Yang can make such authentic Kung Pao Chicken so easily. I reckon the business in the store won't be bad." Li Big Shrimp looked down on his son's wretched behavior.

"In our family's store, you are occasionally absent. Our business is also doing well. We don't have to rush back to where we went. " That's because we have chefs in our kitchen, and there are waiters in the front hall. Yang Soong still had to go back and open his restaurant at a time like this. He couldn't even do business all day long during the day. It must be because his business isn't that good. He's just a blind cat running into a dead mouse. "It's just that this Kung Pao Chicken is doing well." Li Gui insisted on his pride as a rich second generation.

"Hmph, isn't it just that you're more handsome than me, and more cultured than me? What's there to be proud of?"

"Scram to the kitchen and wash the dishes. Don't anger your father."

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