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Chapter 0312 The sense of oppression of being young and old

 In any competition, people will be nervous inexplicably. With the sound of the gong, everyone present subconsciously raised their breath.

Only Hu Facai made a chair out of nowhere and sat there leisurely, crossing his legs.

For him, this food storm was just a way to get him to the Jiang family restaurant faster, and he humiliated the Jiang family by the way.

Now that the Jiang family is at the end of their journey, they are in a hurry to seek medical treatment. They don’t know where to find a young girl who looks like a young girl to take the challenge. Don’t they know what the members of Yuweitang represent?

Hu Facai was full of satisfaction. After a stick of incense was already fantasizing about the other party's face, he looked angry, but he had to hand over the sad look of the restaurant.

Until…

"Master, this girl looks like she has two tricks!"

The servant behind him suddenly leaned over and spoke, which made the absent-minded Hu Facai turn his eyes on Nie Ling'er.

At this time, Nie Ling'er was cutting meat. She saw her holding a big kitchen knife that was inconsistent with her own image. She fixed her body with her fingertips, and cut the meat slices one by one.

With a knife, the slices of meat were cut neatly, with the same thickness, and it was not bad at all!

However, Nie Ling'er did not cut the meat slices as thin as cicada's wings this time, but each slice is about five millimeters thick, so it looks easy to cut, but in fact it does not have much technical content.

However, Nie Ling'er has a very good grasp of the rhythm of cutting meat. She does not hesitate every time she cuts it, and the slices of meat are completely consistent. This is where people can see their skills.

Hu Facai is not a chef, so he can't see the power of it. Seeing this, he snorted disdainfully: "Just cut some meat, you can do it."

When the servant heard this, he nodded repeatedly and said yes.

Jiang Huaiyi on the other side saw Nie Ling'er's movements and couldn't help but nod in his heart. However, his skilled knife skills did not represent anything. His eyes fell on Wei Changchun's stove, and he was dealing with fresh live shrimps.

The shrimps in this season are the most plump, the meat is firm and sweet, and the cooking time does not take too long. It is wise for the other party to choose to use shrimp as the main ingredient.

As a veteran chef, Jiang Huaiyi thought.

After cutting the meat slices, Nie Ling'er began to prepare to sizing the tenderloin slices. The key to sizing is to let the meat slices eat enough moisture!

First add salt, sugar and rice wine into the bowl of meat slices, and grab evenly with your hands. Then put in a little water, and continue to grab the water with your hands until the water is completely sucked in by the meat slices without any moisture left. At this time, the meat slices will feel very good.

Smooth.

Then take only the egg white and grab it evenly.

Then add starch patina, and finally pour in open oil to seal the moisture of the meat slices!

Although this process seems simple, the amount of materials used at each step is extremely exquisite. Different people will have different effects when they operate.

Nie Ling'er has long been familiar with this. She can achieve perfection even if she puts more things and what kind of finished products will appear in the end.

For others, only by stuttering the final product can you know the profound foundation contained in it.

Sitting in the pot with oil, Nie Ling'er puts her palm close to the oil pan, and only feels the temperature from the oil pan through her skin, and then she can master the temperature of the oil pan skillfully.

At 180 degrees, Nie Ling'er patted each piece of meat with a layer of raw powder, and then put it into a pan and fry it slowly.

The aroma of fried meat suddenly filled up, and the onlookers all turned their eyes to Nie Linger.

Nie Fan also came to the Jiang family at some point, and his excited eyes lit up: "Don't worry, our Ling'er will never lose!"

He always favors his sister too much. In Nie Fan's eyes, Nie Ling'er's cooking skills are the best in the world and there is no rival.

But this sentence gave the Jiang family some confidence.

Jiang Huaiyi looked at Nie Fan and said, "No matter whether you win or lose, our Jiang family will remember Miss Nie's kindness today."

Although the finished product has not been released, Jiang Huaiyi has seen Nie Linger's solid and sophisticated skills through the process of processing the ingredients just now.

Compared with him, his son is a very different story. Nie Ling'er takes over this food game for him, and he has much more chances of winning than his son.

That's why Jiang Huaiyi was grateful, at least letting them see hope.

After the meat slices are fried until golden brown, Nie Ling'er takes it out, then the oil temperature is heated again until it smokes slightly, and put the meat slices that have just been removed into the pot and fry again!

Twenty seconds, take it out!

The slices of meat have already shown a golden and crisp visual effect. If you eat a bite while it is hot at this time, it will definitely be a huge satisfaction for your mouth and taste buds.

However, this is not over yet!

I saw Nie Ling'er put the pot aside off the open heat, leaving a little base oil in the pot, adding a little rice wine, a little water, a little soy sauce, and a little sugar, and finally adding three grams of five-spice powder.

Sit the pot on the open heat again, stir the sauce in the pot with a stir-frying spoon until the sauce is slightly bubbled and then put it in the freshly fried tenderloin to thicken.

Burn the heat in the stove until it is strong, and the oil is dripped with hot spring onion, pour in a little sesame oil, and then it can be used for the pan!

From beginning to end, Nie Ling'er was extremely focused and was not disturbed by any sounds around her.

It was not until the end that she raised her head and saw that Wei Changchun, who was on the opposite side, had already finished her before, looking at her with her hands wrapped around her chest.

But at this moment, my eyes had long disappeared from the initial contempt.

As the saying goes, a mule is pulled out by a horse. Wei Changchun's initial contempt was because Nie Ling'er didn't look like a cook no matter how she looked.

But when he saw Nie Ling'er cooking with his own eyes, Wei Changchun could see the amazingness that both the chefs and others could not see.

Her complacent and calmness, her confidence in the food, and her control over the heat, many details do not look like the style that a yellow-haired girl should have, giving people a sense of oppression that is young and mature.

Especially at this time, when she saw the finished product she made, it was a plate of meat and vegetables shining brightly in the sun, with a bright and attractive color. Although the two of them were a few meters away, he could smell the mellow five fragrances.

Taste.

What Wei Changchun made was a dish that was completely different from Nie Ling'er in terms of appearance and taste.

The time for half a stick of incense has come, and both of them have finished cooking the dishes on time.

At some point, Hu Facai had already stood up from the chair, and his face became extremely ugly.

This little girl is actually a real skill.

Although he found someone from Yu Weitang, Hu Facai became inexplicably nervous at this moment.

It was not until professional diners entered the venue that Hu Facai suddenly felt a little regretful. He should have arranged these diners in advance.
Chapter completed!
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