Galactic Garbage Station

“Sister-in-law, write these three dishes down first, order the guests, I'll prepare some materials first, and I'll be back soon.” Su Qian said.

“Whatever material, I'll be ready.” Liu Xiao said.

“I'd better go.” Su Zheng laughed. I'm afraid he's the only one in the world who has this material. Madam, you can't prepare it. He walked out of the store and walked home quickly. The customers in the store thought Su Zheng stopped cooking and couldn't help but be disappointed. At this time, Zhao Mengxiang added three dishes to the big plate on the wall, in the column of Su Zheng's signature dish.

“Three more dishes! ”

“Flaming fish spoon, Faithful bamboo, Jade Palace dragon, what are these dishes? Never heard of it. ”

“Sounds very upscale. ”

Customers in the store suddenly became interested, just listening to Zhao Mengxiang smile: “Ahju is ready to cook, he will be back in a moment, you can order his dishes, the three new dishes can also be ordered. ”

“The Little Chef God is about to cook, great. ”

“I want a copy of the Faithful Bamboo. ”

“I want an open flame fish spoon and a jade palace dragon. ”

I heard that the kitchen god was ready to cook, and the shoppers got excited. Half of the shoppers raced to find a place to eat and ordered new dishes. The chances of eating the dishes of the kitchen god are already small. The chances of eating new dishes are even smaller. How can you miss such a rare opportunity? They've never been worried about whether the new kitchen dishes are delicious.

After Zhao Mengxiang wrote down the dishes ordered by the customers, Su Xiang happened to be back. He moved into the kitchen with a cannabis bag. There seemed to be something heavy in it. He opened it and looked at it, but it was a dozen pieces of bamboo measuring 34 centimeters. In this regard, Su Zhenhong, Liu Xiang and Zhao Mengxiang were just a little surprised, because these bamboo seemed green and dripping like jade.

“What bamboo, it's beautiful.” Zhao Mengxiang was surprised.

“I don't know what bamboo I grew in my family.” Su Qian said.

“For what, Faithful Bamboo?” Su Zhenhong asked.

“Exactly.” As soon as Su Xin had seen the dishes ordered by everyone, he began to do so. Like acrobatics, a few knives rotate in your hand, between the lightsaber shadows, handle the fish, onions, ginger, eggs and other ingredients, and then start making the first dish flaming fish spoon. If the knife method amazes Su Zhenhong, Zhao Mengxiang and Liu Xiang, then the fish spoon approach is to stun them.

There are many steps, such as sprinkling ginger, spirits, fish meat, filling, adding white pepper powder, etc. Each step is very fast. There is no gap between the steps and the steps. There is no excess movement. Su Xiao is assimilated into a high-speed machine, making Su Zhenhong, Zhao Mengxiang and Liu Xiang look confused. It's hard for them to believe that a person can move so quickly and so precisely, which is so much more powerful than acrobatics. They had to exclaim in their hearts that Su Xin, the kitchen god seal, was not really built. Turns out his dishes were so difficult.

More incredibly, when the pan finally opened, the flames burst into the pan, seemingly burning all night long, and they finally understood why it was called an open flame fish spoon.

However, the flame quickly extinguished, followed by the intense nose fluttering fragrance, which emitted, making Su Zhenhong, Zhao Mengxiang and Liu Xuan all couldn't help but take a deep inhale, and drool came out all at once.

“Done.” Su Zheng took a little taste, his eyes suddenly shined. He knew that the dish had succeeded and tasted better than he thought. In contrast to the fish spoon made from hot pepper, it is no worse. It is not made with hot pepper, it is entirely on its own cooking. If, during this dish, you cook the fish spoon and use it with hot shells, the flavor will definitely climb to another height.

But now it's too distracting to cook this dish. On the face of it, he is very responsive to this dish. In fact, every step is to concentrate on it and use his 100% energy before making it. He had to, otherwise it would not succeed as long as there was a slight laziness and errors in the control of steps, rhythms, flames, crops, etc., which would become an ordinary piece of fish.

“I'm going to serve the Guest.” Zhao Mengxiang strongly withstood the urge to eat a bowl, and took several bowls of mingyan fish spoon to go out. The advantage of this dish is that you can do a lot at once. If you pass the level, you can make a large pot at once. As soon as they come to the table and smell the scent of saliva, customers can't wait to eat it.

“Wow, that was delicious. ”

“Ah, my tongue. ”

“Hoo-hoo, Nima burned me. ”

The scene is very funny. These adult customers, like monkey rushing children, are burned one by one, and after burning, they blow a few bites, continue to eat, several times in a row, their faces are red and they still eat.

“I go, there's no such exaggeration.” The lean young man was stunned.

“Is it so good?” Shorty middle-aged people also look surprised, although it does smell good, but it doesn't make everyone collectively seem hungry for a few years. This has never happened in their Royal Restaurant chain.

However, they didn't order it, so they couldn't taste it.

Fortunately, the dish he ordered soon came to the table - the Jade Palace Tibetan Dragon, in fact, is the muddy tofu roasted tofu, but this dish, the tofu crystal clear, the muddy golden yellow round, at first glance is really like the Jade Palace Tibetan Dragon.

Shorty middle-aged man caught a piece of tofu and stuffed it in his mouth. Tofu was like jade juice. The entrance melted, rolled down his throat. Shorty middle-aged man's eyes suddenly stared round and round. The whole person was fixed there. The delicious smell poured from his tongue into his brain, making his brain seem like it was instantly short-circuited. This is the only delicious thing left in the world.

“Fuck you, it's such an exaggeration.” Slimming youth also took a bite, and then ate it as fast as a hungry wolf, and he finally understood why everyone was burned to eat it because it couldn't stop. When delicious comes into your mouth, even if it's hot, you can't control your tongue, taste buds and nerves, you can't control swallowing it in your stomach, or even almost swallowing your tongue.

“These tofu, instead of being a whole piece, are cut into countless thin pieces like cicada wings, but they just can't be seen on the surface, so no wonder they can be instantaneous at the entrance, like Jones jade liquid.” Shorty middle-aged man flipped the tofu with chopsticks and revealed shock. He couldn't tell how many slices of tofu he had been cut into. It was too thin to even count.

“There is such a knife, such a cook in the world.” Shorty middle-aged obviously came at Su Zheng from the beginning. He was already mentally prepared, but at this moment, he was completely shocked.

“This little chef god, he's such a good knife.” On the other table, an elegant old man sighed.

“Teacher, how about your carver?” A girl with a dozen freckles on her face next to her smiled.

“There's a specialty in art. He cuts tofu. I carve bamboo. How can that compare? However, his knife technique, undoubtedly the culmination of the culinary world, deserves our admiration.” Old Julia smiled.