freenovelworld Chapter 870 Turn it over and show it to me!
Chapter 870 Turn it over and show it to me!
Chapter 870 Turn it over and show it to me!
He didn't believe it, Yang Ming could turn the tables like this!
Yang Ming is also aware of the current situation. While thinking, Yang Ming said to Uchiha Itachi: "Itachi, prepare new ingredients, as well as beef. Time is a little tight, so we need to speed up the pace."
"Yes!"
Soon, new ingredients were ready, and a new piece of frozen beef was placed on the cutting board.
Yang Ming took two slow breaths, and finally raised the knife in his right hand.
His movements were different from usual, instead of holding the handle with five fingers, his index finger, middle finger, and thumb pinched the section between the handle and the blade.
The next moment, the knife fell.
Jiuga Zhaoji glanced out of the corner of his eyes, only to see a little silver light flashing, as if nothing happened, the beef was still the same, unchanged.
But Yang Ming's actions would not stop.
He is like the conductor of the band, his right hand keeps going up and down, and the silver blade flashes and disappears.
Kuga Teruki, who had been watching all this out of the corner of his eyes, suddenly shrank his pupils when he saw this scene.
"This knife skill...! This guy..."
Yang Ming's knife moved and remained still, rising and falling, sweeping left and right.
Every time it flickered, a tiny incision was left on the frozen beef. The incision was not long, but it was very deep, and it was impossible to detect without careful observation.
Uchiha Itachi couldn't understand it, he just thought this knife work was amazing and powerful.
Many people present were also paying attention to Yang Ming, but among them, only one person could see what Yang Ming was doing.
"Push and cut, pull and cut, spin and pick...Use several kinds of knives together, and still be so smooth, this guy's level is extraordinary! The key is, the wonderful way of pinching the knife is like making carved food Same, but, are those knives made of ice really okay?"
I have been staring at Zhao Ji for a long time, never moving my eyes away.
Although Jiu Wo Zhaoji was amazed at the thousand shredded fried pork that Yang Ming cooked just now, he was always proud. It was only when he saw Yang Ming's amazing knife skills that he couldn't help being surprised.
This is no ordinary chef's knife skills!
Although Yuanyue Academy also has teachings in this area, but I asked myself according to the discipline, even after years of study, I will never reach this level.
"He is only thirteen or fourteen years old, why can he master this kind of knife skills? Impossible!"
Without more than ten years of accumulation, it is absolutely impossible to have this level!
I can't do it for a long time, he can't help but keep thinking of all the famous and unknown chefs in the world in his mind, but even if he searched the whole world, he can't find a chef who can match Yang Ming's characteristics .
"Yang Ming, who the hell is he?" Jiu Wo Zhaoji murmured aphasia, and after looking at Yang Ming's movements again, he could no longer look away.
Yang Ming didn't care about anything outside, and his mind was completely focused on the frozen beef in front of him.
The flying skates took 8 minutes to completely stop.
And the moment he put down the blade, from the outside, the frozen beef on the chopping board didn't change much.
"Boss, what are you going to do next?" Itachi Uchiha asked curiously.
Hearing this, Yang Ming came to his senses and said, "Take it and boil it."
Hearing this secretly, Jiuwo Zhaoji twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Stuffy cooking? Huh, isn't this funny? It takes more than an hour to make the beef soft and delicious! You do this, How could it be done well!"
Faced with Jiuga Teruji's unceremonious blow, Yang Ming said lightly: "There are several ways to quickly soften beef, but it is not enough to just soften it. When this dish is finished, you will know gone."
As he spoke, Yang Ming glanced at Jiu Wo Zhaoji and couldn't help grinning.
The arrow was on the string and had to be fired. Yang Ming didn't say anything more, took a deep breath, and started to do it according to his plan.
On the other side, Yang Ming began to cut some side dishes, sliced onions and carrots, and put them into the pan to stir fry.
Everything was carried out in an orderly manner. After the beef was simmered, it was picked up and put into the wok.
After being moistened by the hot oil, the color of the beef begins to quickly turn brown, dark brown.
"Itachi, give me salt and pepper."
"Ok."
"Spice, if you don't have it, a bunch of herbs will do."
"At this."
"wine."
"I'll get it!"
"Fried vegetables before."
"here!"
Everything was done very quickly, from simmering the frozen beef in a boiling water pot, to serving the fragrant red wine stewed beef, all in just 38 minutes.
Accompanied by the sound of frying, Yang Ming picked up the plate with one hand and walked out of the kitchen.
The guests outside the kitchen were watching the whole process of cooking. Seeing Yang Ming coming with the dishes, his Adam's apple couldn't help but twitch.
In just 38 minutes, the guests had an intuitive understanding of Yang Ming, and they also knew why the other party was able to prepare the dishes in such a short time.
And, precisely because they knew it, they couldn't help but look forward to it.
The stunning knife skills displayed at the beginning are by no means ostentatious, but genuine superb cooking skills.
All of a sudden, Yang Ming was surrounded by guests.
"Brother, give me one."
"You guys smash it, give it to me!"
"Chef, I want it!"
Facing the enthusiastic guests, Yang Ming gave this dish to the uncle who had secretly passed his anger with him just now.
"Uncle, please taste."
Walking to the table with a calm face, Yang Ming gently put down the plate.
On a clean white round porcelain plate, a thick piece of beef was bathed in a layer of thick soup. The color of the beef was dark brown, the aroma was strong, and it was embellished with vegetables, which greatly increased the appetite.
The uncle picked up the tableware, held the knife in his right hand, and gently pressed the beef with the side.
Pressing down slightly, the surface of the beef immediately collapsed, and a stream of soup quickly overflowed, but soon, the amazing elasticity from the inside of the beef smoothed out the depression.
"So soft!"
The uncle's eyes fixed, and he subconsciously said, "Not only is it soft, but after pressing it down, the soup inside the meat also overflowed a lot, carrying the smell of meat, and radiating into the air together... Amazing! Really amazing knife skills! uncanny workmanship!"
He was not stingy with praise, and even described Yang Ming's knife as a superb workmanship.
These short comments made all the guests in the hall focus their attention.
All the guests stopped what they were doing and looked at Yang Ming's cooking in surprise.
Jiu Wo Zhaoji, who had always felt that Yang Ming would not be able to make a comeback, now had a very bad complexion, and he gritted his teeth and stared at Yang Ming.
"How is it possible! It's only been done in less than 10 minutes!"
Afterwards, he came back to his senses and murmured in a low voice: "No, it's just a 40-minute rush to cook. Even if the appearance looks good, the inner taste is enough to disappoint. Just watch, this uncle will soon Let his confidence crumble!"
Jiu I said according to Ji, but my eyes never moved away.
(End of this chapter)