Chapter 62: : Big Burst Pork Meat

　　 "Do you really want to taste?"
　　 Xia Yu turned back in amazement.
　　 This dish, just started, 60 to 70 points, which is the level of ordinary students in Yuanyue, in the eyes of senior foodies, I am afraid that it cannot be put on the countertop.
　　Shenyuan Zhengren led monks and female investigators into the kitchen.
　　 "Is there a name for this dish?" Masaru Shinhara asked with concern.
　　 "Yes, it's a big breeze, it belongs to SC cuisine."
　　 "Big burst of pork?"
Thinking of the scene where Xia Yu was cooking on the red pot and the fire snake was dancing wildly, Shen Yuan Zhengren smiled and said: "On the surface, the stove is only on a small fire, which is not a big explosion, but in fact, it burns. The hot red pot is the key to this dish. The big explosion is hidden in a small fire. Even if it is a small fire, heating it to the maximum limit is enough to produce an explosive effect!"
　　He didn't try it, he saw the secret of cooking.
　　Sengyi Zhuanghan said dumbly: "Pork is put in the pot and cooked in clean water. It has already reached eight maturities. After slicing, just put it in the pot and stir-fry quickly, you can achieve a ten percent ripeness."
　　 "The key lies in the prowess of the fire!"
　　 "Yes, in order to evaporate a large amount of water from the green vegetables in an instant, an overwhelmingly powerful firepower is essential!" Shenyuan Zhengren marveled.
　　 "Whether the heat is even!"
　　 "There is still time to stir!"
　　 "These two basic points are hard to control!"
　　 Ryoko Rina is also a rare open mouth, coldly commented.
"The more powerful the firepower, the more you need to pay attention to the uniform heating and the stir time, a little careless, some of the pork slices are overheated, zoomed, or the vegetables have not been out of the pot in time after the water evaporated, not only the color of the dishes It will turn yellow, and the smooth and refreshing taste will be destroyed... In this way, the cooking is equivalent to the failure of the production!"
　　 Xia Yu shrugged, these people said what they should say, this "big burst back to the pot", the secret is under the control of the fire!
　　 "Big Boiled Pork Meat" comes from China's original works.
　　On the Yangtze River, Xiao Dangdang confronted the Asian magazine "Burst Flame", one of the five tiger stars in the dark cooking world, with two flame dishes barely tied with the Asian magazine's "Tianxiong Roasted Green Fish".
　　 One of the two flame dishes is ‘Big Boiled Pork Meat’.
　　 Of course, Xia Yu only used the memory to restore the recipe as much as possible, and now it seems that the results are not bad.
　　 The fame of the "Blaze Chef" Asian Journal is used to cook the dishes of the little master, and the idea is a bit funny. Xia Yu did not know whether he could make this "Big Boiled Meat" more than the original through innovation and hard work. He intends to try it, if possible, buy the recipe and add a trick.
　　 "Try it first..."
　　 found chopsticks, several people squeezed in a narrow kitchen, a pair of chopsticks. Later, Hojo Miyoko also squeezed in as a taster of new dishes.
　　 Xia Yu took the lead and put a piece of pork back into his mouth, then closed his eyes and chewed carefully.
Well!
　　 The second sampler was Masaru Shinhara. The fragrant, succulent gleaming pork meat was sent to China immediately after he imported it. His eyes widened and clicked.
"There seems to be a flame dancing on the tip of the tongue!" He swallowed the meat back in one mouth, his tongue stirred in his mouth, and the saliva secreted sharply, and he couldn't help but chopsticks for the second time. "What's wrong with this, the taste is very ordinary, But even if it’s delicious, the flame seems to have become a condiment. The flame has sublimated this dish!"
　　 The strong men in monks' clothing also ate their mouths full of oil. It is normal for neon monks to drink and eat meat and get married and have children.
　　 "Yes, the smell of fire!"
　　 The mouth was stuffed with retort meat, and the cheek bulge. The brawny monk stretched his neck and chewed, spit out a burning breath, shocked and comprehended in his eyes, "My mouth is like a volcano..."
　　 said, feeling the heat, and unconsciously pulled the collar of the monk's collar away, and a thin layer of sweat beads had oozed out of his skin.
　　 Ryoko Rina is silent chopsticks. After eating a piece of meat, there is a second piece and a third piece.
　　 "Is this the essence of flame?"
Hojo Miyoko propped one hand on the kitchen counter, the other hand shook and held the chopsticks, legs clasped together, pretty face, blurred eyes, giving a drunken feeling, even talking softly, The tone became a cute girl instead of a normal female man.
　　Shake his head, put down the chopsticks, Xia Yu rested his chin in contemplation.
　　 is not enough, only semi-finished products!
　　 This dish has almost perfect knife skill. Pork slices are equal in size and similar in shape. Other side ingredients, the knife skill of Qingjiang cuisine, cabbage and even green pepper are also impeccable.
　　Why can't I score?
　　This shows that there are many problems in other places besides sword work. The key point is that his application of "burst" technique is very naive and belongs to the new driver.
　　Thinking of this, Xia Yu had a kind of impulse to close the shop and lie down on the bed and enter the kitchen space to practice madly.
　　The remaining 500 reputation points are enough for him to train for a while.
　　……
　　Midnight, there are no pedestrians in the old shopping street, and it is quiet outside.
　　Shengyuan Zhengren led the monk and Ryoko Rina out of the shop.
"Let's go back."
　　 touched the slightly raised belly, and to taste several delicious dishes in a row tonight, the Shinhara Masato was satisfied.
　　 Walking outside the block, the monk couldn't help but ask: "Minister, have you known about the existence of this restaurant?"
"of course!"
　　Kenhara Masan glanced at him and smiled, "That young man, inherited the shop only half a month ago, and half a month ago, the owner and chef of the shop was a senior chef in the surname Xia."
　　 Xia's culinary senior?
　　 The whole monk shook and lost his voice: "Is it Mr. Xia Qing?"
"Hush!" Masaru Shinhara raised his finger ~EbookFREE.me~ with a smile in his eyes, "Just know it, don't make it public. The boy is Mr. Xia Qing's grandson. I don't want him to be stared at by the dark chef. After all, Mr. Xia Qing asked me to take care of his grandson before leaving."
　　 Their car was parked outside the shopping street, three people got on the car, the monk sat in the driving seat, Ryoko Rina was in the co-pilot seat.
　　Kehara Masato was in the back seat, looking back at the block that was gradually hidden in the night. After thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a subordinate's phone.
　　 beep, beep, beep...
　　 After several consecutive calls, there was a tired voice complaining: "Minister, it is three o'clock now, please, three o'clock in the middle of the night, you can't squeeze employees like this!"
　　 "Help me check some information." Masahara Shinhara said, "About "Luminous Cuisine"."
　　 "Luminous cuisine?"
　　 sneered at the other end of the phone, "Minister, aren't you sleepwalking? How can cooking shine, if there is, it's magic, not cooking!"
　　 "You only check, you can let the research institute of the Chinese branch help. The time is set between 1850 and 1950."
　　 "But ministers, the data in the gastronomy industry has been punctuated, especially in mainland China. After the fierce dynasty replacement war, many cooking skills have been lost..."
　　 "It's just the generation that will let you check!"
Snapped.
hang up the phone. Shinhara Masato exhaled, recalling the luminous dishes he had eaten not long ago, and muttered: "If'luminous' is a kind of cooking skill, then the brilliant generation of chefs who rose 100 years ago must have this information~www.mtlnovel. com~Welcome book readers to visit and read the latest, fastest and hottest serial works at ~EbookFREE.me~Mobile phone users, please read.