Zhao Meng carefully added dried chili peppers, chili sauce, Sichuan peppercorns, green onions, ginger, and garlic into the oil pan and stir-fry until fragrant.

Then add the washed crayfish and stir-fry evenly.

"Did you see that? When you stir-fry, you have to be careful not to finish frying the lobsters in one pot and end up with a bunch of shrimp legs left at the bottom of the pot."

Zhao Meng gave Fu Yu verbal instructions while shaking the spoon.

"Liquor!"

Fu Yu hurriedly handed it over.

"soy sauce!"

...

Zhao Meng muttered the same words, and Fu Yu handed it over with Ma Liu'er in hand.

After watching the crayfish curl, add bay leaves, star anise, cinnamon and other spices.

Pour in 200ml of water, cover and simmer over medium heat for 8 minutes.

Finally add salt and homemade five-spice chicken essence.

Turn up the heat and drain the soup slightly.

Zhao Meng commanded: "Fu Yu, set the plate!"

Fu Yu stepped forward and held the handle of the pot, picking out the crayfish inside and placing them on the plate.

While watching Fu Yu work, Zhao Meng gave instructions: "How do you smell this? Let me tell you, just with the ratio of this seasoning, Chef Yao and I tried three hundred times.

Many pounds of crayfish..."

Yao Shi happened to pass by. Hearing this, he stopped and asked with a smile: "What are you talking about me?"

Zhao Meng turned around and said, "I told him that when we were studying this dish, we used nearly three hundred kilograms of crayfish!"

When Yao Shi heard this, he was happy: "No, the people in the kitchen were very happy at that time and ate it every day."

After saying that, he looked at Fu Yu: "The spicy crayfish cooked by Chef Zhao is one of a kind! Most people can't control the stir-frying heat so accurately, and the ingredients, although they are all proportioned, but even if others

Even if you follow the instructions, you won’t be able to get this flavor!”

Yao Shi very much recognized Zhao Meng's cooking skills in stir-fry, especially this spicy crayfish dish.

Fu Yu held the wok and looked at the dense green lines inside, feeling like he was about to suffer from obsessive-compulsive disorder.

But in front of Yao Shi, with Zhao Meng staring at him, he really didn't dare to do anything, so he could only bite the bullet and echo: "Yes, yes, yes!"

Fortunately, you can do it yourself.

Fu Yu tried his best to ignore the green line in the wok and picked out the crayfish one by one and placed them in a large white porcelain basin with a round mouth and wide sides.

Zhao Meng stood aside and watched, nodding with satisfaction.

Look at this fried crayfish, it’s so delicious and delicious.

When the waiter took the dishes away, Zhao Meng looked at Fu Yu, who had a complex expression, and comforted him: "Don't be too impatient. This cooking skill is not like other things. You can't just see it with your eyes. The key is to go there."

practice."

Fu Yu nodded.

Yao Shi glanced at Gu Yunwu's side. Yao Yihang was shaking the spoon. This made it clear that he should seize the time to practice.

Yao Shi suggested: "Xiao Fu, you just watched Chef Zhao finish cooking. Do you have any insights?"

Because Zhao Meng has a close relationship with Yao Shi, Fu Shou is not too nervous when facing Yao Shi.

He thought that he could not lose Zhao Meng's face, so he said tactfully: "I'm sure Chef Zhao's skills are not mentioned. I think this spicy crayfish dish can be ranked among the top five in our city."

Zhao Meng was happy when he heard this. This brat will arrange for someone to do whatever he wants!

He couldn't be more confident in his stir-fry work, especially the cooking method of this spicy crayfish dish.

In his mind, Bei'an City ranks first in the list of chefs who cook spicy crayfish in a delicious and authentic way.

If he ranks second, no one can rank first.

Even Yao Shi can't compare to him in this area.

Zhao Meng and Yao Shi looked at each other and couldn't help but smile.

No matter how talented Fu Yu is, he is just a small kitchen worker with limited eyesight.

Cooking is originally a job for laymen to watch and insiders to watch.

It's understandable that Fu Yu can't see the rise of fame.

Zhao Meng joked: "I thought I could be ranked in the top three. Hey! Fu Yu, tell me, what's wrong with me? Why am I ranked so low?"

Fu Yu just casually said he was ranked in the top five.

He actually felt that Zhao Meng's cooking was a bit too casual.

But now when asked about his head, he was somewhat hesitant.

Zhao Meng smiled and said: "It's okay, and there are no outsiders here. You should tell me about it, so that I can know where I am wrong."

Fu Yu knew Zhao Meng well, and knew that this man was a typical man with a sharp mouth and a heart that was easy on the eyes.

So I honestly said: "First of all, the amount of oil in the pot is a bit insufficient. In fact, an extra spoonful is best. After all, the amount of oil depends on the weight of the lobster. Secondly, the oil is heated to 30%, which is a bit urgent.

Finally, wait for ten seconds. At this time, add seasonings such as dried chili peppers to stir-fry to best bring out the aroma. The proportion of seasonings is not precise, and the taste is a bit heavy. Finally, the soup is boiled over high heat.

If the sauce is cooked half a minute too early, it can actually be simmered for a while longer. The crayfish and shrimp claws in this pot are relatively large. The longer the marinade is, the more abundant the marinade will be..."

After holding it in for a long time, he was finally able to let it out. Fu Yu couldn't hold it back for a while and expressed the complaints in his heart.

"Then there's this plating, don't you find it uncomfortable to look at it? The shrimp legs are all out. If you have obsessive-compulsive disorder, you have to reach out and break them back one by one!"

After Fu Yu finished speaking, the atmosphere instantly fell into silence...

There was noisy cooking and shouting in the back kitchen, but the triangular area occupied by the three of them seemed to have its own sound insulation effect, blocking out all external factors.

Zhao Meng opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Yao Shi, on the other hand, frowned and his gaze on Fu Yu was a little distracted due to his trance.

He originally listened to Zhao Meng's master and apprentice making fun of the poor here with the mentality of watching the fun, but when Fu Yu pointed out the shortcomings in Zhao Meng's cooking process one by one, he was surprised and felt as if

The thunder on the ground shook him, and his heart trembled.

Because every shortcoming mentioned by Fu Yu is not without purpose.

He put forward his own opinions based on the weight of the ingredients and the corresponding seasoning ratio.

Cooking is like this, everyone has their own opinions and cooking habits.

The reason why the veteran chef has superb skills is because of the accumulation of experience over the years, which has allowed him to develop a superb touch and can intuitively judge how much ingredients and how much seasoning should be used.

The proportions are all in my heart and hands.

But precisely because we have too much confidence in ourselves, we often become a little blind and allow our thoughts to be dominated by habits.

This is why the same dish tastes different due to different chefs.

This problem not only appeared on Zhao Meng, but he actually ignored it.

How can we better season and cook accurately based on the weight of the ingredients?

This thought kept spinning in Yao Shi's mind...

suddenly!

His eyes lit up.

The sense of enlightenment and breakthrough made him feel like a spring of inspiration.

At this moment, an electronic prompt suddenly sounded in Fu Yu's ears:

[Ding! NPC chef Yao Shi is inspired by you and will soon create Yao’s classic spicy crayfish. Reward: Yao Shi favorability 10, skill point 1]

Fu Yu was shocked!

What is this called?

Unintentionally inserting willows into the shade?!

He was obviously making suggestions based on Zhao Meng's shortcomings, but Yao Shi was inspired!

This is true!

Fu Yu looked at Zhao Meng, who had a dull look on his face, and sighed silently in his heart, quite complaining: Chef Zhao, Chef Zhao, this is the gap, why can Chef Yao open a restaurant and be the chef again?

Chef, but you can only be a chef!
Chapter completed!