Once the paper problem is solved, the paper-packed fried chicken is not a problem at all. Not to mention that two chefs cook by themselves, even if you find a chef who has been making fried food for several years, you can do it perfectly.

In fact, the key reason why this delicacy is lost is that spring bamboo shoots cannot be made. If this kind of food paper can be supplied in large quantities, fried chicken with paper wraps will probably be popular all over the country like fried dough sticks.

Master Liu, who is responsible for frying various kinds of oil fruits in the breakfast department, has this kind of confidence, standing aside and muttering, "It's okay if I change it, it's okay if I change it..."

When the three chefs heard Master Liu's muttering, they all nodded secretly.

This Master Liu is not arrogant, but to be honest, but this paper fried chicken is still a rare delicacy after today. The reason is Zhou Dong's skill.

Experts think it is a trick. Who can possess this kind of knife skills that is not something that the contemporary chef god can do? Who is Shi Buyu? He can convince him and call him a master. But it is not just because of that bet. He truly admires Zhou Dong's knife skills!

Contemporary chefs decompose spring bamboo shoot fibers and make paper every day?

This is simply a joke, so this paper-pack fried chicken is destined to be a "alone product". Whether diners can eat it and when it will be able to eat it depends entirely on Master Zhou's mood. To put it bluntly, this is fate.

So today's customers are all lucky. After eating Chinese orphan paper-pack fried chicken, they can make them brag for the rest of their lives!

Shi Buyu thought that he should have the moon first, so he called the waiter in the front hall to serve the dishes. At the same time, he grabbed two pieces of fried chicken with paper packets, threw one directly to Lu Tianming, and chewed the other in his hand.

‘Crack click…’

The tempting sound of chewing made the chefs and chefs in the breakfast department kitchen almost drool. Takemiya Masada looked at Shi Buyu and Lu Tianming, silently picked up a few packs of fried chicken and stuffed them into his sleeves.

He was wearing a kimono today, and as a qualified chef who was best at stealing mouths, his wide sleeves were sewn in advance, so he could hide it in half a pot with the weight of a fried chicken wrapped in paper!

After hiding enough five or six packs of fried chicken, Masada Takemiya picked up two packs of fried chicken and chewed them all. With the bow on the left and right, the food was very bad, and he was not afraid of being seen by anyone. [@@                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

Although the island nation's god chef is the most orderly and acts very rigidly, he doesn't mind stealing things.

It is natural for a chef to steal a mouth!

The chefs of the island country and the Chinese chefs have a common understanding of this.

Didn’t you see that the chef is either too fat or too thin? That’s what you eat. The former is fat if you eat too much, while the latter is that you will become thinner if you eat too much.

However, with the three of them, the three superior chefs, ordinary chefs and chefs had no chance to steal their mouths. They could only stare at the three sacred chefs with thick faces and chew heavily. The atmosphere in the kitchen suddenly became less harmonious.

The waiter who was responsible for picking up the meal was stunned. The chefs naturally knew that the chefs in the breakfast department still needed to buy breakfast? That was a joke!

But who has ever seen such a bold "stealing mouth"? The old man who is said to be the surname Shi has almost turned into goldfish, his eyes are also glaring at the boss, with oil flowing from the corners of his mouth, and he muttered and told them: "What are you going on, girls, the guests outside are hungry!

Uh... Let's have a meal soon!

By the way, remember that my master’s table is the first one, while it’s hot, hurry up! If it’s because of this paper fried chicken..."

While saying that, he swallowed the fried chicken with a 'gudong', and picked up a cup of soy milk and drank it: "It causes the taste to change when it is cold. My master blames it, and he always begs for your salary!"

"snort!"

The waiter rolled his eyes to the old beggar, and they all twisted their wraths in their anger.

You are not from our breakfast department, why should I deduct my salary? This old man is so annoying!

It was not until I saw Zhou Dong's handsome face that the ladies felt better. Chef Zhou was the best. She smiled at us every time, and her smile was particularly beautiful.

"Is this the legendary authentic fried chicken with paper bag?"

The paper-pack fried chicken placed on the white porcelain plate is very neat and orderly. Each pack is of the same size and length, thickness and angle of the folding angle are the same.

The spring bamboo shoots are still bright and transparent after being fryed, as if they have never been stained with oil. The chicken essence and fine chicken glutinous rice wrapped in them are white and tender as snow, and the color has not changed due to being fryed.

This is because spring bamboo shoots completely separate the hot oil from the outside, while the high temperature of more than 200 degrees of oil is retained. The chicken is "fried" with paper. Because of the extremely high oil temperature, the chicken matures before it can even change its color. It is definitely not comparable to cooking methods such as steaming and cooking.

They are all experts. The four old men could see the mystery of this lost food at a glance. Yi Zhiyu touched the spring bamboo shoots outside with chopsticks and said, "Is this paper famous?"

"Yi Lao really has the eyesight. You must use spring bamboo shoots to make this paper fried chicken. Speaking of which, the recipe for this paper is obtained from the research of Lu Tianming and Senior Lu. I just helped a little..."

"Haha, I'm afraid it's not just Xiaobing?"

Dong Qishen looked at the 'Little Junior Brother' with great satisfaction: "Although I don't know how to make paper, I also know that it is very difficult to make paper with spring bamboo shoots. Just finding the fibers in spring bamboo shoots is probably not something that ordinary people can do. You need to have extremely skilled knife skills...

If Senior Lu can do it, do you still need to come to Chudu in a hurry?

Xiao...uh, Xiao Zhou, doesn't this mean that your sword skills have surpassed these seniors of the divine chefs?"

“Haha, that must be true!

I have said a long time ago that Xiao Zhou has great potential and will sooner or later be the number one person who travels hard for me in China! But I didn’t expect that this day would come so quickly.”

Lu Zhiwei laughed. Among the four old men, he was relatively distant from Zhou Dong. For the future of Lu Cai, it was time to get closer to this young chef.

"Old Lu, when did you say such words? Why don't I remember?"

Huang Mingju's sense of smell has always been the most sensitive, and this is not the sense of smell of a gourmet, but the sensitive sense of Zhengzhi's smell of a semi-official senior. He chuckled and looked at Lu Zhiwei: "Old Lu, when will Xiao Zhou be from our Su Province be a native of Suzhou Province? Hahaha..."

"No one wants to compete with you, why are you panic?"

Lu Zhiwei glared at him, but in fact he was a little nervous.

Zhou Dong was puzzled, why did the scene become awkward as he said it? He quickly changed the topic and said with a smile: "My grandpa, this paper fried chicken is not delicious when it is cold. Please use your chopsticks to eat this kind of delicacy..."

"Haha, boy Zhou, you underestimate us old people too much. Even if we can't cook, can't we eat it?"

Yi Zhiyu smiled and stretched out his chopsticks to choose the center to gently pick the spring bamboo shoot paper. Suddenly, a hot mist broke out from the tightly wrapped spring bamboo shoot paper. The faint chicken fragrance seemed to be mixed with a very elegant and sweet fragrance. This sweet fragrance was not white sugar, the sweetness of rock sugar, which was so sweet that you could not smell at first. You had to wait until you sucked it into your nose and turn it gently in your nose and mouth for a few turns before it gradually became prominent.

Just like eating the most tender bamboo shoots, what is moving at first is the crispy texture. After chewing for a few times, a trace of fresh and sweet juice will flow between the tongue and teeth. In the mouth of the foodie, this is the high-end taste.

"Hehe, the fibers of this spring bamboo shoot paper are fine and have first-class water and oil insulation, so although it is fryed, there will not be too much hot oil to touch the chicken.

But because of the high heat, the chicken wrapped in it will be forced out of delicious chicken sauce when it matures quickly..."

Yizhiyu stretched out his chopsticks and gently picked up some chicken and put it into his mouth to chew it slowly. He closed his eyes with great pleasure and said, "When these chicken juices become high and hot, the chicken will be more tender and delicious, and at the same time, it will gradually soak the spring bamboo shoot paper from the inside, bringing back the unique flavor of the spring bamboo shoots.

Although the taste produced later is artificial, half of it seems to be natural and is truly high-end delicacy!

However, this requires a process, so the spring bamboo shoot paper cannot be broken when this paper-packed fried chicken is just out of the pot. Otherwise, the heat will not only disappear in such a change, but will also cause the chicken to catch a cold and a terrible smell of cold and half-cookedness.

However, after this process is completed, you need to break the spring bamboo shoot paper to let the residual heat inside be released, otherwise the chicken will grow old and lose its tender taste.

Boy Zhou, do you think I am still good at eating? The location where my chopsticks are broken is not too small, right?”

Yizhiyu was right, this is the most correct way to eat it. As for Shi Buyu and Wu Miyaki Masada... The ability of the divine chef to taste delicious food is naturally different from that of ordinary people, and each one is more resistant to heat!

This boastful thing made Zhou Dong nod his head and said with his thumbs up: "Yi Lao, you are indeed the best at eating!"

“That’s…”

Yi Zhiyu smiled proudly and glanced at the other three old men: "I'll go, you guys know too?"

I saw that the other three old men had already used chopsticks to break a small mouth of spring bamboo shoots. In the hot mist, they all picked up the chicken and tasted it. Huang Ming gave him a look, who doesn’t know what you are thinking about eating? What are you showing off here?

Zhou Dong also laughed in his stomach. He raised his chopsticks to break the spring bamboo shoot paper, first picked up a chopstick and ate the chicken slowly. Then he sucked it gently along the broken hole, and immediately merged the unique sweet chicken glutinous rice balls and chicken juice into the mouth at the same time. The tender fragrance of the mouth is really an incomparable enjoyment.

After sucking all the chicken glutinous rice and chicken sauce wrapped in spring bamboo shoots, Zhou Dong used chopsticks to pick up the whole package of "paper-packed fried chicken" without any soy sauce, balsamic vinegar, etc., and gently blew it in front of his mouth, stuffing the pack of fried chicken into his mouth...
Chapter completed!