Fishing the Myriad Heavens

"hiss!"

Fan Fangming took a breath and gently stirred the soup with a spoon, and his heart was full of regret. "W

The reason for making this kind of soup is also a last resort. During the turmoil in the early years, a soup that has not been extinguished for two hundred years can not be taken away and destroyed.

Now there is a bite of old soup in the kitchen. For decades, it has not been turned off day and night. Every day Fan Fangming will add fresh beef spine and thigh bones. This instant soup soup was created by Yicai.

"Tap!"

A dense and tight knife sounded, Fan Fangming's wrists were extremely flexible, the kitchen knife seemed to stretch into the extension of his arm, and numerous seasonings were chopped.

The sound of this kitchen knife cutting on the chopping board is like a beautiful piece of music, with a strong sense of rhythm, rather than the kind of noise that makes people listen to it.

Carefully pull out a box the size of an egg in the cabinet, and lift off the tightly sealed lid to reveal dozens of pieces of fried tea inside.

"I'm bleeding too much this time!" Fan Fangming twitched, and his flesh hurt, so he took out five pieces of tea from this egg-sized box, and thought about taking one more piece.

This tea is not simple. It is the tea from the big red robe mother tree in Wuyi Mountain. Everyone has never seen it before, let alone drink it.

This tea also made a table for a high-profile big man and asked the other party to give him one or two fine Dahongpao tea for meals.

It is precious in weekdays, and only when you meet a big happy event, you are willing to take out tea.

Take out a good purple sand pot, put the tea in it, pour hot water, and the tea is full of tea.

Thin slices of tea fluttered on the water, a scent of fragrance came out, but just a few slices of tea, but the whole pot of water was rendered green.

Three minutes later, the tea overflowed, and Fan Fangming came over and poured the tea.

Add hot boiling water to the pot again. After a few minutes, Fan Fangming premised the purple sand pot to come to the stove, and poured the tender green tea into the soup.

Several pieces of tea were also clipped out by Fan Fangming, gently crushed with a wooden stick, and added to a dipping saucepan, which made people puzzled.

Fan Fangming carried this soup pot and came to the private room of Beifeng et al. A thin piece of meat like cicada wings was full of light transmission, and was carefully placed in the dish.

Beifeng's eyes brightened, and it was indeed a professional-level one, but the appearance was very extraordinary! I do n’t know where it is better than what I did.

Can't wait, Beifeng and other old people cleaned the table, lit the stove, put a piece of fish in the soup pot, and stirred gently.

Just ten seconds later, Fan Fangming suddenly said, "It's all right, it's ready to be eaten. The meat will grow old after too long."

Beifeng didn't care what Fan Fangming said, the old **** was stirring the chopsticks.

"Young man, you are already so old. How do you eat it?" Fan Fangming frowned, his voice slightly raised.

The meat passed through my own hands, and I naturally understand its texture. It is tender and smooth and full of elasticity. In addition, it is sliced ​​as thin as paper by itself. It only takes ten seconds to put it in the pot before it can be eaten. This time will affect the texture of the meat.

Beifeng didn't say anything, just clipped the fish fillet and put it in front of the old man, and then put it in the pot again to stir.

"How is it possible? How could such a thin slice of meat not be cooked yet, no! Don't say it is cooked, even the color hasn't changed!" This moment made Fan Fangming suspect that life was thin. Many degrees of boiling water has not changed at all for half a minute!

Fan Fangming's mind flashed several thoughts in a flash. I might have made a fake dish? I might be a fake chef ...

Unbelief Fan Fangming himself put a piece of fish into the soup pot, "Ten, nine ... one! Time is up!" Fan Fangming muttered, and then caught the fish fillet in front of himself, and the fish fillet was still tender. The color was like a big slap, shouting fiercely on his face.

The other two were also interested. One picked up a fish fillet and put it in the soup pot. It took three minutes for Beifeng to pick up the fish fillet.

At this point, the fish fillets were curled together, exuding a radiant luster like jade, and a little milky soup rolled on top.

Beifeng puts the fillet in a dipping saucer, drags it gently, and puts it in the mouth.

It is still the ultimate deliciousness, the difference is the fragrance of countless wild mushrooms, and the faint scent of tea, perfectly combined with the deliciousness of the fish fillet itself, people can't stop it.

"Yes! The delicious fish itself has been processed by top chefs, and the taste has been improved by at least half." Beifeng swallowed his belly, leaving his scent, and the faint scent of tea lingering between his lips and teeth for a long time. go with.

But do n’t underestimate this half-strengthening improvement. It ’s delicious ingredients in itself. It ’s even harder to think about it. When Beifeng uses the flesh and blood of Moyu Snow Dragon King to make dishes, the deliciousness of the ingredients itself is not fully realized.

Then Beifeng directly held the plate filled with fish fillets and dropped all the fish fillets into the pot. Otherwise, one piece of hot fish fillet could not be eaten without a meal for two or three hours!

The three-minute time is neither long nor short, at least for the three people waiting. It smells like a long time after smelling aromas in the three minutes.

"Finally cooked!" Fan Fangming brightened his eyes and looked at the fillet that had become white and tender, full of expectations in his heart.

Gently put the fish fillet in the mouth without dipping the seasoning. For top chefs ~ www.readwn.com ~ When tasting the food, it is more about the original taste of the ingredients.

"This ?! This is incredible!"

It was just that the fish fillet just touched the taste buds in the mouth, and an indescribable deliciousness burst out on Fan Fangming's tongue, which made Fan Fangming slap and slap.

Then I took a bite, and the fillets were tender and full of elasticity. I chewed it twice, and it turned into a cold slip and fell down my throat.

"Well, don't you just eat a catfish fillet? As for the exaggerated performance?"

Xuan Si and Zheng Xuan looked dull, and Fan Fangming with a happy smile on his face vomited.

The wonderful experience of one ice and one fire is like riding a roller coaster, making Fan Fangming fall from heaven to **** in a while, and break through the obstacles from hell, and see the light again!

"You are right. Compared to the ingredients you provide, the ingredients in my shop are not worth mentioning."

Putting down the chopsticks, Fan Fangming solemnly said to Beifeng, his expression was full of loneliness.