Reborn God Emperor Daddy

Chapter 67 The Highest Realm of BBQ

"My God, how is this possible?"

Lin Meichen's beautiful big eyes were completely filled with shock, as if she saw something incredible.

Generally speaking, when people praise a grilled food, the most commonly used words are tender on the outside and tender on the inside.

In the eyes of others, this is all praise, but as a top chef, Lin Meichen knows that it is a helpless move to make the outside tender and the inside tender.

Because when grilling, due to the limitation of the flame temperature, it is difficult to achieve the same degree of heat inside and outside.

If the temperature is not well controlled, the outside will be burnt, but the inside will not be cooked.

In contrast, the outer coke and the inner tenderness have already reduced this contradiction to the lowest point.

But there is a saying among the top chefs that the highest level of grilling is the same as the outside, that is to say, the heat on the surface of the ingredients is the same as that of the parts that have not been directly grilled.

She used to think that this kind of consistency was just a legend, and it was impossible for anyone to reach this level, which was completely against the common sense of physics.

But today I realized that I was wrong. The roasted corn in my hand is the highest level of consistency.

"The appearance is the same! It is really the same! I really saw it."

Lin Meichen closed her eyes slowly again, and crystal clear tears flowed down the corners of her eyes.

She regards culinary skills as her lifelong pursuit, otherwise she would not make a promise to marry anyone whose culinary skills surpass hers.

At this moment, no one can understand how excited she is when she sees the highest state of barbecue.

Liu Zimei was enjoying the roasted corn in her hand, when she suddenly felt something was wrong, when she looked up, she saw her best friend was crying.

Damn it, what are you crying about?Is it delicious to cry?

How can you say that you are also the daughter of the chef god, and a top chef who takes food for granted, and you cried because of a piece of roasted corn, is it embarrassing to say it out?
Although she was also conquered by this roasted corn, Liu Zimei began to despise her girlfriends.

They are also chefs, you see Zhou Ting, although his character is not very good, but now he is much calmer.

What she didn't know was that Zhou Ting was full of despair at the moment.

When he just ate that boiled corn, he still suspected that the other party's control over the heat was just a coincidence.

But now that he ate this roasted corn, he knew he was wrong, and he was extremely wrong.

A person who can control the outside and the inside has already reached the pinnacle of culinary skills, so how could it be accidental.

Among the top three hotels in Jiangnan City, although Lin Zhan has won the title of God of Cooking, when it comes to barbecue, his father Zhou Liguo is the most accomplished.

Since childhood, Zhou Ting has always eaten the food baked by his father, thinking that it is a unique food in the world.

But in front of this piece of roasted corn, the things that Zhou Liguo got out of the test are simply scum, there is no comparison at all.

If they were a layman and they ate such delicious corn, they might suspect that there were some shady things in it.

But Zhou Ting didn't know it. Although he was puzzled, although he couldn't believe it, and although he was extremely jealous, he knew that it was definitely a delicacy cooked by cooking skills.

Those foods mixed with gibberish may be very sweet to the mouths of ordinary people, but top chefs like them can recognize them immediately.

Thinking about this, his face became hot for a while, when he first entered the door, he still looked down on this restaurant in every possible way, and looked down on the boss's cooking skills, never expecting that he is the real culinary master.

Zhou Ting can be sure that as long as the boss is willing to participate in the culinary competition, he must be the God of Cooking.

Song Haotian's attention was all on the two daughters, and he didn't pay attention to the three people next to him.

Seeing that the two little guys had almost eaten, he turned around and went into the kitchen, and quickly came out with two glasses of watermelon juice.

Freshly squeezed watermelon juice is served in a transparent glass, releasing an attractive red color and a faint fragrance.

The two little guys took a sip from their cups, and immediately shouted happily.

"Papa, what is this, is it good to drink?"

"Good... good... good... delicious."

No wonder the two little guys are so happy. Drinking a glass of cool watermelon juice in such a hot summer can make people feel refreshed from hair to toes.

"This is the watermelon juice that Dad squeezed for you, drink it quickly."

Song Haotian looked at the two little guys, his eyes were full of love.

"Brother, do you still have this watermelon juice? I want a glass too."

The corn is so delicious, so the watermelon juice must be delicious too. Liu Zimei looked at the watermelon juice in front of the little guy, her eyes lit up.

"There's more in the kitchen, go and get it yourself."

Song Haotian said, using a small towel to wipe off the juice from the corner of his daughter's mouth.

"thank you boss!"

Liu Zimei rushed into the kitchen immediately, and came out quickly with two glasses of watermelon juice.

He gave Lin Meichen a cup, and then took a sip himself.

"Wow, how can there be such delicious watermelon juice?"

After drinking a glass, she immediately screamed.

It's no wonder she is not calm, this glass of watermelon juice is really delicious, sweet, refreshing, and has the unique fragrance of watermelon.

After drinking it in one sip, the whole person becomes refreshed, as if all the summer heat on his body has been swept away.

Seeing her girlfriend's appearance, Lin Meichen also picked up the watermelon juice and drank it.

The watermelon juice entered her mouth, and she closed her eyes again, with crystal clear teardrops streaming from the corners of her eyes.

"Xiaomei, you are so worthless, you cry every time you eat delicious food, what's wrong with you?"

Liu Zimei was extremely puzzled by her best friend's behavior, she should be happy after eating such a delicious food, how could she just cry when she cried?
"It's okay, I'm just too excited."

Lin Meichen waved her hand, as if she didn't want to be interrupted by others.

Liu Zimei curled her lips, and drank all the watermelon juice in the glass in one go.

"Cool, it's really cool."

She had a look of unsatisfactory expressions on her face, if it wasn't for the fact that there were no more in the kitchen, she would definitely go to get a few more glasses.

At this moment, the two little ones also ate to their heart's content, Song Haotian walked towards the kitchen with the used tableware.

"Little brother, how much is it?"

Liu Zimei asked.

"100 boiled corn, 200 roasted corn, 500 watermelon juice."

For ordinary people, the price quoted by Song Haotian is absolutely sky-high, but none of the few people in front of them think it is expensive.

Such a delicious thing can't be bought at any price, and the boss is very conscientious at selling it at this price, it's so cheap that he doesn't want it.

Lin Meichen slowly opened her eyes, walked up to Song Haotian and said excitedly, "Boss, can I worship you as my teacher?"

"Uh……"

Liu Zimei was taking money from her wallet, she was startled when she heard her best friend's words, and all her hands stopped.

She knew very well how good Lin Meichen's cooking skills were and how high-spirited she was. Such an arrogant person wanted to take the initiative to ask for a teacher at this moment.

If it is seen by other chefs in Jiangnan City, they will definitely be surprised.

In contrast, Zhou Ting was even more shocked. He didn't expect the arrogant Lin Meichen to take the initiative to ask someone to be his teacher.

"Meichen, are you crazy?"

In his opinion, although the other party's culinary skills are very high, they are not high enough to make chefs of their level bow their knees to be apprentices.

Lin Meichen looked back at him, his eyes full of sarcasm, and raised his finger to the half glass of watermelon juice on the table.

"Drink this before you talk."

(End of this chapter)