I really don't want to be red

Chapter 2020
Not to mention, An Ran thought it was chaotic when I first watched it, but after a few times, everyone felt that it was organized.

First with fists, and then with hands.

And the sense of rhythm is very strong, like stepping on a drum.

But if you have a sense of rhythm, you are also beating a piece of meat, right?

Does this meat have a grudge against you? You have to treat a piece of meat like this.

Griffith was dumbfounded, what is this guy doing?Beat the meat?What about venting?Will the meat taste good if you beat it like this?

It seems that this guy does this for this reason. He wants to make the meat soft, and the fibers will become loose after being beaten.

But this is an old piece of meat, so it's so easy?
If you keep patting it with the back of a knife, it will destroy the texture of the whole meat. It may not be tender in your mouth, but it will definitely feel scum.

It is a good way to beat the beef with fists, but the manpower is so large, and the force is uneven, and the fibers will be messed up in the end, and it will not taste good.

Griffith took a few glances and shook his head. This guy was in a hurry and went to the doctor. There was nothing he could do.

Let's see what tricks you can play.

He scolded his subordinates a few words, "Everyone works hard, what does other people's doing have anything to do with you?"

Everyone responded, but there was really nothing to do at hand, and they couldn't stop looking there.

Ferris said: "I don't quite understand Mr. An Ran's method, it seems a bit unfathomable..."

The audience in front of the TV was even more puzzled.

People in Xizhou have seen such a way of handling beef.

It can be said that nine out of ten Xizhou people are blind to cooking. They can solve the hamburger heat outside at noon, and eat something richer at home in the evening, but it is nothing more than steak, barbecue and the like.

There are still many people who don't understand how to do it.

In the morning, let’s not talk about steamed buns and fritters, oatmeal soaked in milk, a big sticky bowl, Xiazhou people must have no appetite after seeing it.

How can such a person understand An Ran's methods?

Chu Xiaoxiao and Fei Liwen often cook and understand, but they don't understand deeply. They only know that they are processing beef to make the meat soft.

But the two of them couldn't understand that softness and tenderness were two different feelings.

Ferris looked at his watch, "Mr. An Ran, I must remind you that your time will be 2 minutes later!"

An Ran nodded, "In time."

Still beating the filet mignon with one hand, one fist and one slapping, the rhythm is very even.

People who watched the live broadcast were even more confused.

"With all due respect, I can't understand this kind of operation. Has he actually given up and expressed his dissatisfaction with Griffith in this way?"

"Beat the steak? Why? I don't understand Mr. An Ran's behavior. Maybe there is something deep in it? But I really can't figure it out."

"Could it be Xia Zhou's mysterious cooking method? I think there might be something in it that we don't understand."

"I think he has a grudge against Steak, and he took this opportunity to get revenge on Steak, maybe he has a grudge against Steak! Who knows, maybe the guy here is a pervert."

"..."

The audience was puzzled and couldn't figure out what it was doing!
Ferris reminded: "Mr. An Ran, I have to remind you that 3 minutes have passed!"

Chu Xiaoxiao over there said: "The pot has been eaten through."

An Ran nodded, poured out all the oil in the pot, and waited for the pot to cool before putting it on the stove again.

Ferris watched and shook his head again and again, this time, 4 minutes passed.

Others have finished frying the beef on one side, but they haven't started yet.

And An Ran didn't seem in a hurry.

An Ran put the pot on the gas stove for a second heating, and this back and forth was already the third heating.

Everyone was skeptical about frying steak in a frying pan, but seeing An Ran repeating it, they all shook their heads again and again.

"This is an unprofessional performance. If you are really a good cook, I don't think you can be so unsure about temperature control?"

Everyone saw that Anran's pot was being heated repeatedly, and they all thought that Anran could not control the temperature well, so they heated it repeatedly.

"If he'd used a frying board, it wouldn't have been a problem, he's being too pretentious."

"If you want to be different from others, you have to pay a price. Enron will lose this game. I think he is messing around and deliberately embarrassing Griffith.",

"No, I don't think Mr. An Ran will, he has always been very serious!"

At this moment, An Ran's hand flicked over the pot, tested the temperature and said, "Okay."

Chu Xiaoxiao hurried to pour the oil, An Ran raised her hand to stop her, "No need, just order the steak."

"what?"

Ferris said: "Mr. An Ran's operation really confuses me. The little oil in the pot may not be enough."

An Ran ignored him at all, directly put the steak into the pot, and then shook it a little in the pot.

Since the frying pan has been soaked in oil, the steak does not stick to the pan, and it sloshes in the pan.

The fire under the wok looks very small at this time, but in fact, when it was heated up last time, it has already accumulated enough temperature, and the current flame is enough to keep this temperature.

This is also the advantage of high-grade stainless steel three-layer heating, the thermal conductivity is very high, usually only half of the flame seems to be enough for him to heat up to a sufficient temperature.

After shaking the steak in the pot twice, An Ran picked up the lid and put it on the pot.

"This……"

Ferris showed a surprised expression, "Mr. An Ran, if you do this... the steak will not taste good. If the water cannot evaporate, a layer of water vapor will seep into the surface of the steak, and the taste will change!"

An Ran smiled and said: "Miss Ferris doesn't know now, it will be done later, you will know after a taste."

"Well, it seems that Mr. An Ran is very confident, so I, a layman, won't say much."

Ferris shook his head with a wry smile.

In Xizhou, no one has ever covered the steak when frying it, so that the lost water will circulate back and forth in the pot, and the beef will soon lose its original taste.

"My God, my God, this guy is a layman, he can't fry steak at all."

One of Griffith's subordinates sneered: "I believe he gave up on himself. No one would ever do that. It's self-defeating."

Another said: "I believe he doesn't understand at all."

Griffith turned the steak over, "I guess he's playing tricks, gentlemen, don't bother with people with sick heads, and do your own thing!"

"Okay!" Everyone responded together.

What can be done?No.

On the other hand, An Ran looked at the steam coming out of the pot with a calm face.

His pot lid didn't completely cover it, but left a gap, and most of the water vapor came out from the edge!

(End of this chapter)