Food King

Chapter 322 Making in Public
"Oh?"

The sudden change in the subject of Wang Yan's words made Liu Bi slightly startled, the smile on his face froze for a moment, and he nodded immediately.

"Go and prepare it quickly, and bring the kitchen utensils here. Remember, according to his request, prepare the top-quality loin and eye. Today, let Liu experience how delicious the steak is made from this loin and eye." Liu Bi turned around and gave orders to a waiter behind him.

"Huh? Master Liu actually set up the venue on the second floor. It seems that he wants to watch this kid make a fool of himself in full view."

"That's right, this Master Liu has unique insights into the main dish of steak. It was rumored that in order to develop this steak with different flavors, he spent three years in retreat at home before perfecting it. Of course, he wants to embarrass him in public."

"Indeed, this Master Liu has an extremely conceited personality. Judging from his previous attitude, he is already somewhat dissatisfied. He doesn't care about diners. Now, in his eyes, praise and recognition can give him more pleasure than the so-called money and Yuanshi. "

The waiter moved quickly, and under the whispers of everyone, he took out all the kitchen utensils and raw materials for making steak, and placed them neatly in a space on the second floor.

"Boss still understands this?" Fang Yuan, who had been burying his head in eating, also stopped his hands. When he thought to himself, a trace of anticipation appeared on his fat face. He admired Wang Yan's cooking skills very much, but he I also know that it is impossible for any gourmet master to know all the dishes, so there is also a touch of apprehension in the anticipation.

"please."

Liu Bi pointed to the finished kitchen utensils and other things placed beside him, with a half-smile on his face, and said to Wang Yan as he walked forward.

"Today, let Liu see how delicious the steak made from the loin and eye is."

Wang Yan didn't pay attention to Liu Bi's words, but just smiled lightly, and immediately a trace of complexity and longing for Huaxia appeared on his delicate face.

"Huh, it's been a long time since I've done this myself."

Wang Yan took a deep breath to calm himself down. After scanning the clean and bright kitchen utensils with his jet-black eyes, he landed on a piece of bright red meat the size of a palm.

The corner of Wang Yan's mouth whispered the so-called loin, also known as ribeye steak. The bright red meat layer has slightly thinner fibers, and there are a few extremely thin layers of butter interspersed in it, which looks delicate and greasy.

After Wang Yan quickly cleaned his hands, he grabbed the waist and eye meat on the sticky board, and slapped his hands quickly and evenly, causing the fibers in the waist and eye meat to be directly destroyed, and threw it into the big bowl lightly.

At the same time, Wang Yan flipped his palm, and the Xuantian Knife appeared in his hand. The black and sharp blade flashed in his hand, and he cut out all the required pickling ingredients such as lemons and onions, evenly Some of it landed on the loin meat in the big bowl.

Such a superb and miraculous sword technique, Wang Yan was extremely indifferent, and he did it in one go. This scene made Zheng Yuandong chuckle and nodded, Fang Yuan on the side showed envy, and Liu Bi, who was smiling on his face, smiled slightly. Startled.

"This saber technique. Was I dazzled just now? Why did I only feel the flash of the saber light, and it was over?"

"This young man's swordsmanship is sharp, I really can't see it, such a young man has such a strange swordsmanship, I didn't see it before."

"Knife skills are just an aid in cooking. If this young man is so young, if his knife skills are so superb, he shouldn't be too good at cooking dishes."

Everyone's eyes lit up, shocked by Wang Yan's saber technique, they were all shocked, they looked at each other and talked a lot.

For these, Wang Yan didn't pay attention to it. After the steak was marinated, he began to check the kitchen utensils habitually, took a small bowl again, and started to blend.

"This is."

Liu Bi's pupils shrank slightly. What Wang Yan prepared was quite unfamiliar to him at the moment, especially the starch powder blended in the big bowl, which made his brows wrinkle. He couldn't think of it. Powder, what can it have to do with steak.

Wang Yan's speed was extremely fast. After the starch powder was quickly beaten, there was a faint light spot spreading, which gave people a sense of strangeness.

On the second floor, the original whispers gradually subsided, only the sound of Wang Yan operating the cooking could be heard continuously.

"bang"

When everything was ready, Wang Yan flicked his fingertips, and a handful of flames shot out quietly, igniting the flames under the fried steak. As the flames burned, traces of faint heat diffused on the second floor.

In the dark and smooth pan, the butter melted quietly as the temperature gradually rose, making the smooth bottom of the pan even more oily, and the oil and gas lingered quietly. Wang Yan picked up the steak and looked at it under Liu Bi's confused gaze Under the watchful eye, put it into the prepared pulp powder.

"Can it be like this?" Liu Bi thought to himself, his eyebrows were furrowed, this was the first time he had seen steak made like this.

"This is...steak? Why does it need to be coated with a layer of batter? If this is the case, what is the texture of the charred outside?"

"Who knows, maybe I want to create my own set, and then use it to talk nonsense, so as to cover up my unrestrained speech just now."

"It's true that there are all kinds of people. If you say that you can eat a meal quietly and click a like, it's over. If you insist on doing this kind of sensational thing, when you slap yourself in the face later, you will be attached to the face of this group of friends." There is no luster."

Most of the diners on the second floor were talking loudly, which made Liu Bi's face full of smiles. Except for Wang Yan and his party on the second floor, there was only one white-haired old man by the window with a slightly dignified face, who occasionally glanced at Wang Yan's face. In the eyes, the light flickered.

Regarding this, Wang Yan didn't know. At this moment, as the temperature of the butter rose slightly, he stretched out his two fingers and lifted the steak in the batter. Shaking, the palm-sized steak quietly fell into the frying pan.

"chichichi"

When the steak was put into the wok, a burst of hot air rose suddenly, accompanied by the sound of one after another, the butter was covered with fine oily flakes, attacking the crystal clear powder with the temperature after being heated.

Wang Yan's face was indifferent, and a mental force quietly surged out from between his eyebrows, wrapping up all the steaks in the pan. In this way, he could control the internal temperature and maturity of the steaks at any time.

Time passed, and 3 minutes passed in a blink of an eye. From the second floor, a faint fragrance began to diffuse quietly. This fragrance was not strong, but it seemed to possess some kind of magical power, which made everyone who was dining stop. hand movements.

"Hiss this smell."

(End of this chapter)