Fried puffer liver in a fragrant way is like fried foie gras, which belongs to metaphysics.

It is said that when the top Western chefs cook foie gras, they are full of emotions. The geese who are stuffed into fatty livers are all pitiful. Now that they are finally relieved, the chefs have the responsibility to make their livers into the top-notch dishes so that they will not be ashamed of these miserable little guys.

"Actually, when cooking skills reach the top level, it is just like all the skills in this world. If you want to go further, you need love..."

When Huai Liangren said this, his eyes were very confused, like a modern literary master who abandoned his wife but was still shouting "Love is the highest". No matter how he looked, he felt a little bourgeois hypocrisy.

But no matter whether Lao Huai is hypocritical or real, whether he is self-aware or follows others' opinions, Zhou Dong will not evaluate it.

It must be admitted that Lao Huai's craftsmanship is really top-notch, which allows him to refer to and improve it in the kitchen of fortune, so that he will be confident today. Speaking of which, I have to thank Lao Huai.

The aroma of the fat-boiled pigs made countless people swallow their saliva. Lu Luxin was even reluctant to pour out the oil from the cooked pot. Under Zhou Dong's urging, she poured out the oil she had refined for the first time under the unyielding eyes of countless judges and contestants.

Inuya Jingzhai's face twitched violently. He could not imagine that Zhou Dong would have the heart to give up such delicious oil...just because they would have a slight change in taste after they were cooked.

This is really a waste! If you steam a pot of high-quality island country fragrant rice, pour the rice with pig oil, and add a few black plums, it will be a peerless delicacy that can be put on the Imperial Palace!

Such a level of food will even make an ordinary chef reach the top of the industry and become a master and master that countless peers admire!

But Zhou Dong was disdainful of such delicacies. He... what kind of earth-shaking delicacies did he come up with?

Inuya Jingzhai subconsciously touched the "Devil Cry" and suddenly felt a chill.

He could not imagine what would happen if he lost the Devil May Cry?

The most outstanding master of sword skills in the Inukai family, but he lost the kitchen knife he had raised throughout his life!

Suddenly, I felt a little blurry in front of me, my throat was sweet, and Inuyasu Jingzhai staggered under my feet. Fortunately, Inuyasu Jiro reacted quickly, and held him in a hurry and whispered: "Sir Jingzhai..."

"I was wrong. I shouldn't use Devil May Cry as a bargaining chip to play against him.

Erlang, if I lose this game..."

"No! My Lord Jingzhai will not lose!

Lord Jingzhai, you are the most outstanding genius master of the Tujia family. Why did you think this way? The other party is just a young Chinese boy! He is even less than twenty-five years old!"

Inukai Jiro hurriedly said, "Sir, don't be deceived by his tricks. No one can completely remove the liver poison of the Seven-Star Pig with just the skill of the knife. If he is not pretending to be a ghost, he is too confident!

Just watch it, he will definitely be punished, he will definitely lose!”

"Maybe... Maybe I'm too cautious. Even Master Wu Gong is probably going to be difficult to do this, right?"

After touching the 'Devil Cry' again, Inukai Jingzhai seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "Eror, you are right!"

"Sir, I finally figured it out, so Erlang felt relieved.

You really don’t have to think too much about it. There is a saying in China that is 'Victory and defeat are common in military affairs'. You really don’t have to pay too much attention to winning or losing."

"Ah? Erlang, you...ah cough cough!"

Inuya Jingzhai coughed violently, and she felt her throat start to sweeten again, as if passionate blood began to surge.

After Lu Luxin poured out the oil in the cooked pot, he slowly boiled the pig fat on low heat according to Zhou Dong's requirements. Just when the oil fragrance first arose, Zhou Dong began to take over the stove and put the whole piece of the puffer fish liver that had been pinched in his hand into the pot.

Lu Luxin and Su family second treasures opened their eyes wide and thought Zhou Dong would go to get a frying shovel after putting down the puffer fish liver, but his actions were extremely coherent. As soon as the puffer fish liver fell into the pot, it made a squeak sound, and Zhou Dong clamped his two fingers in the middle of the food, and he had gently turned over the puffer fish liver.

"Just use your hands?"

Because he was worried that the staff would break their good wine by clumsy, Huailiang personally opened Rafi, poured out some and woke up in the decanter. At this moment, he also walked over and took a look indifferently.

He is Chef Huai, Zhou Dong's opponent in the future to compete for the Supreme Gold Award.

If Zhou Dong was named Ximen Chuxue last year, he would be Ye Gucheng, so he could not act like Lu Luxin and others in the way he was studying. He must have a light and light cloud, and he can see or not. He can see or not. He can see or not. He can see or not. He can see or not. He can see or not.

"You boy...who taught you this trick?"

When he saw Zhou Dong's technique, Huai Liangren opened his eyes wide and his head was poked, which was comparable to the previous Inuyang Jingzhai.

He has never made fried pig liver, but is an expert in making fried foie gras. He naturally understands how difficult this trick is, and once mastered it, it is so critical to improving the quality of this dish.

Because foie gras is essentially fatty liver, it is extremely delicate. No matter how good the quality of the metal spatula is, it will inevitably damage the surface of the foie gras and cause the taste to be lost. If you use a wooden spatula, because the shovel is too thick, it will be difficult for even the most skillful chef to fry.

But since it is fried, how can I not turn it over?

The chefs have come up with various methods, and they are afraid of breaking the pot, so they wear anti-temperature gloves to affect their feel. In the end, they can only give up the idea of ​​pursuing perfection and use a frying shovel to turn the foie gras.

But Huailiang knew that a truly wise chef could make quick moves and fry foie gras with empty hands.

This seems simple, but it is actually very difficult, because the oil temperature is high, the foie gras absorbs heat quickly, and it is tender and not subject to force. If the power on the hands is slightly greater, the liver will be broken. If the power is slightly smaller, it will not be able to accurately grasp it!

Even if he, the winner of the Blue Belt Medal, could only turn his hands twice when he first entered the pot. Moreover, this is still foie gras. Zhou Dong used puffer liver several times more tender than foie gras. If it were him, he would probably not even be sure to turn it empty-handed!

"Is this still someone to teach me? I'll probably know after thinking about it myself.

If you can't fry it with empty hands, wouldn't such a good puffer liver be ruined?"

Zhou Dong shook his head, what else should I ask such a simple question?

"Aren't you hot? You're almost caught up with the legendary 'Gaobuy'. It is said that these people can grab soap in the hot water basin with empty hands..."

Lu Luxin muttered in a low voice.

For some reason, what she was worried about at this moment was not whether this "red wine fried puffer liver" would be successful, but whether Zhou Dong would be scalded with his fingers.

"I'm all thinking about Jiuzhou Dingshi. If he is scalded by hot oil, it will inevitably affect the normal opening of the "Zhou's Private Hall". If the private hall cannot be opened, Jiuzhou Dingshi's business will be affected...

No matter how Nan Nan said that they are all my best friends, can I not think about it for her?"
Chapter completed!