There are tricks to make friends. To date people in the shortest time, you have to use various means to narrow the distance between each other. Acting spoiled is the easiest, quick and cost-effective method.

Although Shen Cheng is a big man, he is not much worse than the flowers in the front hall when he acts coquettishly. He secretly looks at Zhou Dong, pouts his mouth, and hums, "Little Master Zhou, you look down on us Lu Chu."

What is Shandong cuisine in China? How much skill does it have in eating kung fu, and how many dishes were included in the palace feast back then? You said that it was not good for you to order, so you ordered a few pasta dishes? If my uncle knew about this, he would not scold him to death? This would not work, I would not follow it."

Zhou Dong looked at him without any wavering.

How many young ladies act coquettishly in front of us, we just think that it is the spring breeze that crosses the lake, and wrinkles a pool of water to do what we do, let alone you, a man? I want to order some famous dishes to try, and you can complete the system tasks for me?

"Well, that's it. I've received Teacher Shen's intentions, but I've loved eating pasta recently. Master Cheng shouldn't force me, right?"

"Hey, let's do it. Since you said that, Master Zhou, I will follow you today. We will not be able to do this next time?"

Shen Chengxin said that your hobby is quite unique. When you enter the "Shiya Township", you will order a few pasta dishes. If this is spread, Chu Du Qinxing will laugh out loud? What you know is that you have this hobby, and those who don't know think that our Lu Chu was slaughtered by "Food is the Sky" and can't even afford to hire a customer.

Zhou Dong nodded, "Yes, I'll ask for it next time."

The pasta took more time than ordinary cooking. The two of them waited for more than ten minutes before they saw a kind of pasta served.

Good guy, Shandong cuisine is Shandong cuisine. No matter how taste is, the portion is definitely sufficient! Shen Cheng looked at the large plate of leek boxes piled into a hill, a purple sweet potato and plum bun that was half a pound, and stacked with three-page cakes that were half a foot thick and two old bowls of eggplant noodles. He felt 70% full at that time.

Two people? These four people are enough to eat!

‘He became a vulgar guest in the elegant village, and he always had pasta whenever he served the dishes.’ Shin Cheng suddenly realized that he could recite poems too? This is what he said.

"Haha, Master Zhou, Master Cheng? I didn't expect that the two of you really gave me face. They ordered them all my best pastry!"

A greasy middle-aged fat man followed behind him, wearing a high hat of a special second-level chef, smiling and wearing an authentic wheat-faced aroma. He was the first person in Lu Chu Bai's desk, Master Hu Dahai and Hu.

Hu Dahai is getting happier the more he thinks about it now. What is this place? "Shiya Township"! Those who can walk into this room are all famous people in the industry. In other words, if the people in this room are "turned over the sign" by the people, then isn't he the "Niu Concubine"?

Who doesn’t know about Master Zhou’s name now? When others don’t order other things, they order their own signature dishes. This is equivalent to giving up their portions for themselves! Hu Dahai has been light and fluttering all the way from the back kitchen, and his figure of more than 180 pounds has made him feel like he grows a lotus step by step. That’s so enchanting.

"Old Hu, who else can I give you if I don't give you face? They are all old men from Lu Chu."

Shin Cheng grinned, and he couldn't tell whether he was crying or laughing.

"Haha, then please ask two of you to use your chopsticks? Master Zhou, I have heard that you are a genius on the white desk, so I should give me more advice?"

Hu Dahai was kind-hearted, but he had the idea of ​​taking Zhou Dong in his mind.

This young man has been in the limelight recently, and it is said that even the "Big Three" attaches great importance to him. He has also quietly tried it at the breakfast department. Goubuli and the secret egg cake are indeed the best, just like a miracle on the white table.

But so what?

China is the world's largest food country, with many cuisines and a variety of dishes counted at 100,000! Let's talk about a white house. He, the master who has been a white house for 30 years, doesn't know how many types there are.

As a young man, I guess he learned a few secret recipes from where? The kung fu in Baikun is accumulated over time. Can he really become a master at this age? Besides, being able to make it may not mean being able to eat it. Hu Dahai is still very confident in his pasta dishes.

Zhou Dong looked at Hu Dahai and nodded very seriously and said, "Well, Master Hu don't worry, I will comment carefully."

“That’s, that’s”

Hu Dahai sighed secretly, "Young people are young people, I'm just a few words, do you really want to comment? OK, I'll see what you can say."

The master-level taste was opened, and Zhou Dong immediately entered the 'poisonous tongue' mode.

The leek box is the most striking, so Zhou Dong is going to taste this pasta first.

The leek box is simple and simple, but it is not easy to make it well. The main consideration is to consider the chef's ability to control the oil temperature. If the oil temperature is too high, the leek inside will still be burnt and tender, and the leek inside will taste tooth-stuffed. Otherwise, the leek inside will become black charcoal balls.

If the oil temperature is low, the time for frying will be longer. Not only will the outer skin lose its crispy feel, but the leeks will also be glutinous, which will taste wrong.

Zhou Dong looked at his appearance and nodded slightly. After all, Master Hu was a master on the white house. He could stay in a five-star hotel for so long, but it was not comparable to the wild ways in the stalls outside.

This leek box is yellow and orange, especially the color of the thick edges and the "belly belly". This is a very skillful skill, and it is difficult for ordinary white-cut masters to do it.

"The color is good, this leek box should be edible."

Zhou Dong murmured to himself.

"Little Master Zhou, this is it." Shen Cheng looked at Zhou Dong with some surprise, and Hu Dahai's face also changed slightly. Why does this sound awkward?

After gently biting the leek box, Zhou Dong frowned and put down the chopsticks. It seemed that he was not going to take another bite.

"What's wrong, Master Zhou, is there something wrong with this leek box?"

Hu Dahai really doesn't believe in evil anymore. He is the old Bai Clan, no better than the current academic schools. He says it's the white Clan, but in fact he will catch him blindly when he encounters a oil pan.

The years he spent on the oil pan were no shorter than Zhou Dong’s age!

Moreover, the leek box has reached the state of "the world is one color and the inside is one". Not to mention the entire Su Province, how many people in Chu City can do it, can this also be found?

Zhou Dong smiled faintly, "The older the world, the less courageous you are. Master Hu, I don't know if I say this, do you admit it?

You must not admit it, don't worry, listen to me and say it slowly.

The most difficult thing about this leek box is to maintain its shape and color. Many masters who have been doing it for many years will not control the oil temperature well. They either get old or have a tender color. They may look too much at first glance, so they don’t have to eat it.”

Shen Cheng couldn't help but look at Zhou Dong again. Master Zhou has changed his personality. He has such a straight tone. Could it be that he has become sick, right?

Hu Dahai looked a little solemn, obedient, what's in this young man's belly?

"Master Hu, you are an old master, and of course you won't make those mistakes. So you actually used the half-pressure fire method to deliberately control the oil temperature. With your years of experience, this leek box can only be fried to the level of "the world is the same color".

This is actually very difficult and very proud, so I am willing to taste it.

But it's just a bite."

Zhou Dong said lightly, “Master Hu should know why I said that, right?

You use spring leeks of the season, and it is probably the first to cut them. Such good leeks are fragrant and tender. If you use them to make leek boxes, you cannot be fried for a long time. The sooner you have to be released, the better!

A true top master will choose to fry it in such a situation, so that the leeks will not lose their fresh taste due to long-term heat.

But what about you? Perhaps you don’t have enough confidence in your craftsmanship, or maybe you are too obsessed with the appearance and colors, so you actually chose a more secure fire-pressing and blowing method.

This can certainly make up for the lack of skills, but the taste of the leek box has been lost at least 10%. It is actually a way to steal the opportunity."

"Good guy!"

He was an amateur in these Shen Cheng and was confused when he heard this, but he saw that Hu Dahai had already seen sweat on his head. He was secretly surprised. When did Master Zhou become a savage tongue like the 'big three'?

Hu Dahai smiled bitterly and said, "Master Zhou"

He is an expert and naturally understands what Zhou Dong is talking about. Just say that this leek box is the real top-level craftsmanship that can achieve "the world is one color and the inside is one". However, he can only take into account the latter, and it is still not at the right time.

"Master Hu, I haven't finished speaking yet."

Zhou Dong waved his hand and said, "I actually want to say that your 'world is one color and inner and outer color' looks like that, but it is actually empty. No matter how good the appearance is, it must be matched with the perfect taste and will make sense. I wonder if what I said is right?"

While speaking, I touched my cell phone in my pocket. The perfect washing of vegetables allowed him to identify various ingredients, master-level tastings, which allowed him to taste the chef's shortcomings. But jargons like "Heaven and Earth are the same color" depend on the mother-in-law.

Hu Dahai was sweating profusely when he heard it, "Master Zhou, you have such a good eye. I am embarrassed today by Lao Hu."

"You can't say that, aren't there three kinds of pasta left? I'll try this purple potato and plum blossom bag again."

Hu Dahai shivered when he heard this, "My God, do you still want to taste it?"
Chapter completed!