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Chapter 272 I am the knife
The big bare tree in the small courtyard trembled in the cold wind, and the two remaining yellow leaves on the gray dead branches whirled and drifted leisurely to the ground. Yu Jian stepped on it, tiptoeing lightly Grind it.

"Crack——" There was a faint breath of death in the crispness.

Tang Yuan: ...

He suddenly thought of the scene of the little girl tearing apart the chicken in a certain competition. She put her fingers through the neck of the chicken, touched it twice, pinched it three times, and took out a complete chicken skeleton with only a little bit of meat scattered on it. Silk, and on the table, a lump of chicken was limp and rotten together, leaving only the angry eyes on the high-spirited chicken head expressing his death.

It's really scary...

Somehow, he felt like that piece of chicken waiting to be slaughtered.

So, he described all the experiences he had encountered during this period of time in detail. Of course, in terms of sorting out the image, he couldn't help but edited it a little bit.For example, if you refuse to obey, or if you want to return to your heart like an arrow, and so on.

This battle between wealthy families was mixed with sadomasochistic love, followed by the scene of spontaneously attempting to take back the family property, Yu Jian was enjoying it.

"Han Yubai's target is me, but he didn't expect to attack you. Ah Jian, I dare not take it lightly, if..." If there is a next time, he will really have no face to face the members of the Yu family again.

Yu Jian looked at him.

"I want to protect you, you, my sister, Uncle Jianping, and everything I cherish."

The corner of Yu Jian's mouth twitched, look, in this scene, the male protagonist is still trying his best to add to the scene.She walked up to him, kicked his heels, and looked up at the branching branches at the top of the tree.

"You think I'm incapable of protecting myself?" she asked.

Tang Yuan actually couldn't see through this girl.On Rao's side, I think she is very deep.Getting along with her in the capital, she also felt that she was acting a little silly.But now, after seeing her for just a few months, I feel that she has a calmer side.It seems that in a short period of time, I have experienced a life from ignorance to sophistication.

Yu Jian sighed inwardly, and said, "You underestimate me too much."

……

After talking, the misunderstanding between the two was resolved.

However, a new problem has arisen.

Yu Jian still refused to accept the gift from Tang Yuan.

The suitcase was thrown into his co-pilot intact, and Yu Jian patted the mirror, shining a mouthful of white teeth: "Take it away, don't give me anything in the future!"

Tang Yuan was puzzled, why?

do not like?
If you don't like it, just change it.

Yu Jian snorted: "Your method is a typical example of being courteous for nothing."

Not rape or robbery.

As a result, on the second day, the back kitchen of Yu's restaurant, this eye-catching box, was placed in front of Yu Jian's usual cooking table again.

Yu Jianguo was quite curious: "What? Xiao Tang sent it early in the morning and said it was for you."

Yu Jian didn't make a sound.

Yu Jianguo urged her again: "Open it and have a look, I'm so curious." This middle-aged man began to gossip, but unlike young people, he didn't stop until he achieved his goal.Besides, Yu Jianguo always felt that the relationship between his daughter and Tang Yuan was weird, there was an inexplicable... ambiguity.

ambiguous?

Yu Jianguo's heart froze, and his face turned black, "What did Tang Yuan give you?!" Now, even Xiao Tang didn't want to call him, and called him by his first name.

Yu Jian hid her face - father, your attitude has changed too quickly.Also, what do you mean by looking up and down with those cold eyes?
The box was opened, and a set of shiny knives came into view.

In addition to the traditional Chinese-style batching knives, chopping knives, front-batch and back-chopping knives, there are also Western-style Santoku, boning, and paring knives. In the center of the box is a thin-edged knife made of fine steel, as thin as a cicada. Wings, but extremely sharp.

Yu Jian silently groped for the blade, feeling the cold air whenever her fingertips touched it.

If the knife is unfavorable and the cut is not straight, the freshness will not come out, the taste will not enter, and the wok will not be full of energy.The old master said: If you don’t cut right, you don’t eat.

"Good knife!" Yu Jianguo couldn't help but exclaimed in admiration.

Yu Jian's expression was indeed calm, and after a few glances, she closed the box again.

Yu Jianguo:?

Yu Jian moved the box aside, fished out the processed belly waist, and grinned: "Father, today I will cook a flower feast for you."

Take the most common kitchen knife, fish out the pork belly kernels, and remove the oil gluten first.The first knife is flat and inclined, and the second knife is equally spaced with inclined blades, and then along the grain, three cuts and one break.Throwing it into a bowl and flushing it with boiling water, the pork belly turns from white to tender, and under the blessing of the blade, it blooms like a delicate gardenia.

The pork loin is removed to the waist, and the oblique knife method is used to push and cut. Each knife is perfectly embedded in two-thirds of the depth, and then the cross-shaped knife is crossed.Sprinkle hot oil in the pot, deep-fry the onion, ginger and garlic until fragrant, slide into the sliced ​​pork loin, under the firelight, the color of the pork loin is moist and bright, just like the delicate and beautiful phoenix flowers under the moon.

It is still pork belly, remove the ribs and edges, cut into [-] cm wide strips, remove the front surface of the slices, then cut the hairs and hairs, and then make a shallow cut in the diagonal ribs at a distance of millimeters, and then deliver a cross-shaped knife.After being scalded, the pork belly is like the plump ears of wheat picked in the rice fields, with sharp awns and full grains.

"This is... the gardenia flower knife, the phoenix flower knife and the wheat ear flower knife!" Yu Jianguo cried out, looking at his daughter with incredible eyes.This is a top-level knife skill, even experienced chefs may not be able to do it, Ah Jian is a little girl, why...

"There is more!" Yu Jian yelled, took out a piece of tender tofu from the basket, drained the water, and laid it out on the chopping board.

With a twist of the kitchen knife in his hand, he pressed the tofu with his left hand, and slightly moved the elbow of his right hand. Yu Jianguo only felt a few white lights flashing in front of his eyes. When he wanted to take a closer look, Yu Jian had already withdrawn his hand.

The tofu didn't move at all. Before filing the case, from the perspective of the naked eye, there was no change at all.

However, Yu Jian poured out a basin of clear water, pinched the top of the tofu with a little force with his fingers, and with a skill, the tofu stretched like a line. This is the coir raincoat tofu.

This is the highest state of knife work.

No hard ingredients are needed, as soft and waxy as tofu, it still blooms like a flower.

No need for expensive knives, an ordinary kitchen knife can be used all over the world.

Her eyes, her nose, her hands, her senses are all knives.

She is a knife.

Today's staff meals at Yu's restaurant were unexpectedly delicious and delicious.Dishes that usually rely on flavor to win are like flowers on the plate today, or they are topped with rich sauces, or they are smoky, but without exception, they give people a different feeling.

So beautiful! !

Zhang Mingming bit his chopsticks and didn't dare to do anything. Is that a waist flower?How can it be so beautiful? ?
(End of this chapter)