1210: C1210 Yang Song Do You Know How to Do That

C1210 Yang Song Do You Know How to Do That

People have an intrinsic understanding that learning anything is easy first and then difficult.

Yang Soong was so young. When his master taught cooking, he would definitely wait for him to practice his basic skills, stir-fry eggplants, stir-fry potatoes, stir-fry tomatoes, eggs, and other home-cooked dishes before teaching him how difficult it was.

"Jumping over the wall is definitely an epic level of difficulty, like hell mode. "

"Many chefs are still hiding something. They might not be willing to teach a big dish like Jumping over the wall. "

"I heard from Master Liu in the dining hall that they started working as chefs for Master in the first two years. They couldn't even touch the spatula. At most, they would pick the vegetables and wash them. They would skin the potatoes and cut the onions, ginger, and garlic. "

"I also heard from Master Wang that it takes five to six years to build a foundation. First, they would have to practice the cutting stance before they can cook the vegetables and soup. If they want to make the big dishes and learn how to make the cool soup, they would need at least more than ten years to do so. "

"Chef Yang is only in his early twenties. He can't possibly be practicing cooking even though he's still a child, right?"

After finishing his meal, he said. "Uncle was studying earnestly for the college entrance exam previously. He assisted me in my homework and can do all kinds of questions. "

Si Bai proved: "That's right. Chef Yang also just graduated from college a few years ago. "

"F * ck! Chef Yang has one hand in cultural studies and the other in cooking. He has both good morals and craftsmanship. He's awesome!"

Si Bu continued: "I heard that Chef Yang has never studied cooking before. He suddenly became interested in cooking when he was in university. That's why he started to walk the path of a chef. He is a self-taught talent. "

"Doesn't that mean that Chef Yang probably doesn't know how to make Buddhist Jumping Wall?"

"Or even if he knows how to do it, his standard is still average. "

"All of your analysis is correct. This might be the truth. "

Sikong didn't say anything. He suddenly felt that it would be good to let his classmates make such a reasonable guess.

"Brother, why don't you explain?"

"Only then will I be pleasantly surprised. "

"But I've never eaten the Buddha Jumping Wall cooked by Brother Song. I'm really curious about what it tastes like. "

"Yeah, I've eaten it before. " This matter was definitely worth Situ Ran being proud of.

Situ Qing: Haha, can we still be a happy pair of cousins?

In the following days, Yang Soong was still eating and eating with the nobility. Suddenly, he had a burst of inspiration for that dish, so he cooked it.

The dish that he was most interested in recently was called "One Pot Out. "

One Pot Out perfectly displayed the essence of the northeastern dish.

Simply put, a large plate of stewed vegetables was surrounded by a circle of corn pastries. There were dishes and main dishes, and this plate often had the diameter of an adult man's arm.

It was very suitable for a group meal. It was often made from a large iron pot, and the stewed vegetables also had different combinations.

The restaurant that made this dish would order a pot, and it would only sell this dish. There was no restriction on the type of dish.

Today, he would go to make a big pot of beans, potatoes, and chicken. Tomorrow, he would go to a pot of red radishes, potatoes, and pork. Sometimes, he would even run into chicken wings, chicken claws, and corn, a pot of seaweed red radish and pork ribs, a pot of Winter Melon mushroom meatballs, cabbage, mutton, Pickle Fish meat and tender tofu. . .

No matter what ingredients it was, he would call out a pot. The taste of the dish was fresh and lively, and it had the air of a pugilistic world.

Every time they went, there would be a lot of people waiting to eat in the restaurant. The boss cooked a big pot dish, not a big pot dish.

A pot and a pot were cooked. It was a big iron pot and charcoal. The chef had decades of experience and his culinary skills were online. The atmosphere in the restaurant was also hot. Every time Yang Soong and the noble went, they would eat happily. When they heard the news from all over the world, they were even happier.

Yang Soong loved this place very much, and he loved the fireworks brought by the pot even more.

After eating for seven days, he set up another big pot at the entrance of the restaurant.

Dried bean horns, potatoes, wooden ears, seatbelt. Mushroom, pickled vegetables, pork ribs, chicken mixed with chicken and bean skin. It was a real mixed pot.

The iron pot prepared by Yang Soong this time was especially big. Even the spatula he used to stir-fry was more than two times bigger than before.

Yang Soong even placed a stool in front of the iron pot and stepped on it to stir-fry.

The main reason was that the pot was too big. It was two-thirds as tall as him.

This time, Yang Soong left the stall at 10: 30 and started cooking. In less than ten minutes, a large crowd rushed over.

"Hey, Sir, your legs are quite good. You're here so early!"

"I live close to you. I can smell it. "

"Brother Bai, you don't live close to me. You're three streets away. Why are you here so early?"

"I'm used to coming over for a stroll when I have nothing to do!"

"Don't ask, my daughter is the same!"

"I'm already used to it now. Don't worry about the afternoon and evening in the morning. As long as I'm free, I'll come over for a stroll. Perhaps I'll meet Chef Yang to cook. "

"Is he going to cook a pot? I saw the bowl of corn noodles!"

"Why didn't he make spicy soup? I only drank one bowl last time. It's really not satisfying. "

"It's been so long. Haven't you guys noticed Chef Yang's strange temper?"

"What do you mean?"

"No matter what delicious dishes he cooks, he only cooks once and only sells them once. "

"That's true!"

"To be honest, this habit is not very good. It is best to change it. "

"But Chef Yang is in a good mood today. The apron of this little yellow duck is quite unique!"

Yang Song was wearing a very new and delicate apron. The apron itself wasn't strange. It was just that the person standing at the C position was a big yellow duck with a flat foot. It had a very strong presence.

This was specially chosen by the nobility for Yang Soong.

When he took it out and let Yang Soong wear it, he was very resistant. "Actually, I'm very careful when cooking. I won't make it out and sprinkle it on myself. "

"My dad wouldn't put the food on himself before I was born. This is to prevent oil and smoke!" Gao Gui said, "Uncle, quickly put it on. I specially chose this for you. "

"I suspect you want to see a joke. " Yang Soong said.

"Uncle, what are you talking about? I respect you so much!" His nobility seemed to have been hurt. He still felt some pain in his heart, but his expression and tone became even more sincere: "Uncle, you are usually serious, serious, and always abiding by the rules. This won't do, it's not cute enough. You need affinity. Isn't it good to wear this and change into a different style? "

Yang Soong really wanted to say something bad.

The tall rail pillar also said, "Big brother, you're young, and it's right to follow the rules. It's just too square. This won't do. It's easy to guard against good luck. You need to put on some cute adjustments and adjustments. "

Tie Zhu's wife said, "This big yellow duck suits you very well. You'll definitely be able to exude a different temperament. "

Feeling dizzy, Yang Soong did not know why he agreed to put it on in the end.2

"Look, after putting it on, you are really young. "

"Really energetic!"

The old man said. "Uncle, you're so cute!"

He couldn't take it off.

Yang Soong could only wear it and immerse himself in cooking.

Even the system detected it.

"Sir host, this apron of yours is really cute. Hehehe! ……”

" It's normal for an AI like you to not understand. I don't blame you, after all, you're not human. "

" Hehe. "

Yang Soong had already placed all the ingredients into the big iron pot. He had also arranged all the seasonings that needed to be put in. He was just waiting for them to be placed next to the pot.

Everyone who ate the big pot knew that the cooked corn cake stuck on the edge of the iron pot was sticky and crispy on one side and soft and delicate on the other. The unique sweetness of the corn noodle along with the mixed flavors in the big iron pot was very stimulating to the taste buds.

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