mad fairy

Chapter 213 The top fried chicken chef survives

After listening to Lin Kun's words, Wolfe couldn't help frowning and said: "Is it possible that all these fried chickens are poisonous?"

"The poison is definitely not poisonous. It is not difficult for us modern people to detect whether fried chicken is poisonous, isn't it?"

Lin Kun replied: "Actually, the key to the problem is not whether fried chicken is poisonous, but that it is so delicious."

"There should be no food in this world that is as fragrant, crispy, charred on the outside and tender on the inside as fried chicken."

"At Fried Chicken Star, almost no one can resist the taste of fried chicken. This is the real horror of fried chicken."

"The emergence of fried chicken is only a little over a hundred years ago, and the birth of Chicken and McDonald's is only a few decades ago."

"If there is really some problem with fried chicken, and it will only occur after long-term consumption. Then on the day when it actually occurs, at least nearly [-]% of the people on the entire fried chicken planet will die from it."

in the kitchen.

Seeing that Wolfe, Mallory, and even Ali all looked shocked, Lin Kun said hurriedly: "Of course, what I just said are just rumors, and there is no factual basis for the Fried Chicken Star." Why powerful people don’t eat fried chicken has yet to be determined, so you don’t need to make such an expression.”

Perhaps because he was worried that Chengsheng and others would be afraid of the fried chicken industry, Lin Kun deliberately changed the subject and said: "By the way, do you want to experience how to make fried chicken for yourself? It is always good to take this opportunity to learn more."

Cheng Sheng actually has no great interest in making fried chicken.

After all, he is a monk in the transformation stage.

With the consciousness in his body, the moment he entered Lin Kun's kitchen, he had already memorized the entire process of making fried chicken.

In contrast, both Mallory and Wolfe appeared eager to try.
Wolfe took the lead and said, "How about you let me try?"

"Yes." Lin Kun made a 'please' gesture to him and smiled: "If you don't understand anything, you can ask me halfway."

Anyone who eats fried chicken will have some knowledge about making fried chicken.

When Wolf came to the workbench, he lit the alcohol lamp directly without being reminded by others, and placed the beaker filled with clean water on the alcohol lamp to heat it.

During this period, Lin Kun couldn't help but remind him from the side: "Please note that there is a certain difference between chicken from Kenda Chicken and McDonald's Chicken. The former needs to be soaked in bleeding water with 65° warm water, while the latter needs to be soaked in 60° warm water."

Wolfe did as he was told.

After soaking in bleeding water, then blanching, then marinating the fried chicken, coating it in flour, and frying it.
Although Wolfe is a newbie, the whole process can barely be considered smooth.

lean less.

After the fried chicken came out of the pan, Lin Kun tested the fried chicken with an instrument and said, "The crispiness is 41%, Wolf, do you know where your problem lies?"

"This" Wolfe shook his head and said, "I don't know."

At this moment, Chenghuo said with a smile: "If I guessed correctly, the fried chicken made by Wolf was a little thick when it was first coated in flour, which made the outer skin of the fried chicken not crispy easily. Then there are some problems with the oil temperature control.”

"Not bad!"

Seeing that Chengshuo pointed out the problem with Wolff's Fried Chicken in just a few words, Lin Kun took another look at Chengshuo with a hint of surprise.

He asked curiously: "Have you ever been a chef before?"

It was a bit outrageous to say that he didn’t know it at all, so Chengshuo replied: “I know it just a little bit!”

"You just saw Wolfe's problem at a glance. It's not just one or two points." Lin Kun wanted to see how much Chengsheng was, so he took the initiative to test: "Qiao, how about you do it?" How about blowing up a pistol leg that's good enough to beat chicken?"

"My batch of pistol legs is a new product, the kind that has not appeared on the market before. It is absolutely good." Lin Kun, who believed that Cheng Sheng was a chef, tempted Cheng Sheng with the new product of Kendaji.

I just want to try to make a living and see what the effect of frying chicken is in a professional fried chicken kitchen.

When he saw Lin Kun taking the initiative to invite him, he walked to the workbench openly.

He calmed down, released his spiritual consciousness, and enveloped the entire fried chicken kitchen. At this moment, everything in the fried chicken kitchen was under his control.

"This momentum!"

The moment Cheng Sheng released his spiritual consciousness, Wolfe, who felt the changes in Cheng Sheng, exclaimed: "This kind of confidence and momentum is impossible for every fried chicken chef with more than ten years of experience!"

"Indeed." Ali also nodded and said: "Unexpectedly, your friend is actually a well-hidden old fried chicken chef!"

The other staff in the kitchen, including Lin Kun, although they did not speak, they all looked at Cheng Sheng expectantly.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Chengshuo.

Under the delicate control of his spiritual consciousness, when he heats the water in the beaker, he can almost accurately determine the temperature of every water molecule.

Even all the chicken cells in the entire pistol leg, where the blood did not seep out, and where the chicken gradually became woody and old due to heating, all of this was clearly visible.

on the workbench.

The pistol leg was heated in the beaker for a while, then it was taken out and several openings were made on the pistol leg with a knife.

"This is..." Ali on the side saw it and said in disbelief: "It's actually artificial bloodletting! Qiao can actually do artificial bloodletting!"

"Artificial bloodletting?" Wolfe looked confused.

Lin Kun on the side explained to him: "The so-called artificial bloodletting is a technique only used by a very small number of experienced fried chicken chefs."

"You have to know that no matter which part of the chicken it is, it is actually an irregular shape, so if you just soak it in blood water, it will be difficult to completely soak some parts with a lot of blood water. Generally, 1% to 10% will remain. About [-]%.”

"In order to solve this problem, some experienced fried chicken chefs will make slits on the surface of the chicken, and speed up bleeding by slicing the parts with more blood."

"The chicken processed in this way, even without any marinade, will not taste even a little bit of fishy smell!"

"This" Wolf was dumbfounded: "The old fried chicken chef, I mean Joe, how did he tell which part of the chicken had the most blood?"

"This can only be based on feeling." Lin Kun replied: "So, there are very few fried chicken chefs in the fried chicken world who can use artificial bloodletting!"

While the two were talking, Chengshuo had already started marinating the fried chicken.

But unlike other fried chicken chefs, Cheng Huo will sprinkle some water on the surface of the fried chicken from time to time when marinating.

Or add extra black pepper and salt.

"This method!"

Ali explained to everyone: "Although the fried chicken marinade we use is sent to us directly from the headquarters of Kenda Chicken, we don't need to prepare it ourselves."

"But again: no matter which part of the chicken it is, its shape will always be irregular, so it is impossible to cover everything when adding marinade. In the process, there will always be some places where the marinade is missing. Or maybe it’s too much.”

"To solve this problem, some fried chicken chefs will sprinkle some water on the parts with too much marinade and add more water on the parts with too little marinade."

"The chefs who are more skilled and demanding will not even sprinkle the mixed marinade when making up the marinade." "They will only add salt if there is less salt, and add pepper if there is less pepper, and they will prescribe the right medicine. "

"Of course, the difficulty of prescribing the right medicine and the requirements for a chef are much higher than just sprinkling mixed seasonings."

Due to the shock caused by soaking in blood water before, no one shouted anymore during the process of adding marinade.

Everyone has become accustomed to clever ways of surviving.

After the chicken is marinated, it is breaded and fried.

There is no obvious difference between these two processes. The quality of frying and breading depends on how crispy the skin of the chicken is after the pot.

Soon.

Chengshuo’s new product Kenda Chicken Pistol Legs is out of the pot.

The moment the pistol legs came out of the pan, an irresistible aroma of fried chicken instantly filled the entire fried chicken kitchen.

The aroma was so rich and overbearing that it even overshadowed all the other aromas of fried chicken in the kitchen.

Obviously.

What Chengsheng made is the absolute best golden pistol leg!
Under the gaze of countless staff in the kitchen, Lin Kun carefully used a detector to measure the surface of the pistol leg with a hint of curiosity.

"It's actually 50%!!"

Seeing the '50' number displayed on the detector, a chef said in disbelief: "I have been in the industry for at least ten years. This is the first time in such a long time that I have seen someone who can blow up the leg of a pistol." To 50%!”

The detector data will be accurate to two decimal places.

In other words, even if a chef accidentally produces close to 50% fried chicken, it is at best 50.1%, or 49.9%.
In short, there is a decimal point, and it is difficult for chefs to fry to a perfect 50%.

So after seeing Chengshuo fry up the perfect 'golden crispy chicken', the whole place was in an uproar.

in the kitchen.

A curious chef suggested: "Master Qiao made manual adjustments when marinating the chicken, so should we test the taste of the fried chicken again?"

"Okay." Lin Kun's 'kitchen' is very professional, with almost all kinds of instruments and equipment here.

He just winked, and a boy immediately brought a detector for smell detection.

After the detector came into contact with the surface of the pistol leg, the value '99.00%' was quickly displayed on it.

"Hiss! The purity of the flavor of this pistol leg actually reaches 99%!"

Seeing this data, Lin Kun took a breath.

He looked at Cheng Sheng and said in disbelief: "Who are you? With your fried chicken skills, it's impossible that I haven't heard of you before!"

Chengshuo glanced at Wolfe and Mallory who were standing aside, and said with an enigmatic smile: "I have lived in Lonski State since I was a child, and Wolfe and Mallory have been friends since childhood. .As for Brother Kun, whether you have heard of me or not, that’s not what I have to worry about.”

Lin Kun stared at Chengsheng for a long time, and finally invited: "After a while, I am going to discuss a business with Grandpa Ken Daji. I plan to bring Ali and the others with me. Are you interested in joining me?"

"That's what I meant!" Chengshuo agreed with a smile.

Going to meet the top bosses in the fried chicken industry can help you find out more secrets about fried chicken.

So he agreed to Lin Kun without thinking.

in the kitchen.

Just when everyone was talking happily, there was a sudden knock on the door: "Open the door! Open the door quickly!"

"broken."

Not long after the sound of banging on the door, Lin Kun's second-in-command came to Lin Kun in a panic: "The people outside the door should be people from the Law Enforcement Bureau. They are banging on the door. Our location is already so remote. Oh, how did they find this place? Is there someone inside?"

"Not necessarily." Lin Kun calmly judged: "It is also possible that the fried chicken that Qiao just made was too fragrant, and the aroma could not be concealed, which attracted the attention of interested people, and then everyone from the Law Enforcement Bureau was attracted. Attracted."

Lin Kun said decisively to the crowd: "Anyway, let's forget about this for now. All of you, listen: pour all the fried chicken and ingredients into the bucket and mix them together, and then everyone should escape from the window and move quickly. !”

The chicken and toppings of Kenda Chicken and McDonald's Chicken all have their own unique flavors, so you can taste their authenticity just by tasting them.

If the fried chicken in this 'kitchen' is from Kendall Chicken and McDonald's, then according to the latest laws of the Lonski State, Lin Kun, the manager of the 'kitchen', is very likely to be subject to criminal punishment. accusation.

The rest of the staff in the kitchen also had no luck.

So after learning that there were people from the Federal Law Enforcement Agency outside the kitchen, Lin Kun immediately ordered everyone to mix all the chicken and flour.

Among these chickens and noodles, there are some from Hualai, McDonald's chicken and Kenda chicken.

Mixing them together like this can easily destroy the flavor of the chicken and the ingredients themselves.
In this way, when the Federal Law Enforcement Agency rushes in, it will be difficult to distinguish Lin Kun's source of goods, and it will be impossible to convict Lin Kun.

in the kitchen.

After everyone was in a hurry and mixed all the chicken into the large bucket prepared in advance, Lin Kun poured some oil into the bucket and lit it with fire.

After the evidence of the crime was destroyed, everyone fled from the windows and ventilation ducts and dispersed like birds and beasts.
...

at the same time.

Lonsky Region Federal Law Enforcement Service, interrogation room.

Eddie's hands and feet were bound with iron chains, making him unable to move.

Beside him stood several staff members wearing Federal Law Enforcement Agency uniforms.

One of them has a star and three blue stripes on his uniform. This is the rank of second lieutenant within the Federal Law Enforcement Agency.

At this moment, the second lieutenant was covering his forehead, looking at Eddie who was completely crazy and kept shouting the word "fried chicken" with a headache on his face.

"Ugh,"

He sighed helplessly: "In total, this is the 13th recent case of people who mutated due to eating too much fried chicken."

"Even though we have banned all Kentucky Fried Chicken and McDonald's Fried Chicken in Lonski State, it is still difficult to suppress the trend of people mutating."

“Lonski State should be just the beginning.”

"As people's desire for fried chicken becomes stronger and stronger, and as people's desires become more and more difficult to satisfy, if this continues, sooner or later the entire fried chicken star will be over."

(End of this chapter)