Naruto: Big Foodie

He didn't believe it anymore, Yang Ming could make a comeback like this!

Yang Ming is also aware of the current situation. While thinking about it, Yang Ming said to Uchiha Itachi: "Itachi, prepare new ingredients and beef. The time is a little short, so I have to speed up the pace."

"Yes!"

Soon, new ingredients are ready, and a new frozen beef is on the cutting board.

Yang Ming took two slow breaths, and finally raised the knife in his right hand.

His movements were different from usual. Instead of holding the handle with his five fingers, he held the section between the handle and the blade with his index finger, middle finger, and thumb.

The next moment, the knife fell.

For a long time I glanced at the corner of my eyes, only to see a little silver light flashing, as if nothing had happened, the beef was still the same, no change.

But Yang Ming's movements would not stop.

He was like the conductor of a band, his right hand kept going up and down, and the silver sword light flashed away.

Jiuga Teruki, who had been watching all this from the corner of his eyes, shrank suddenly when he saw this scene.

"This swordsman...! This guy..."

Yang Ming's knife, moving and still, up and down, swept left and right.

Every time it flickers, it leaves a tiny cut on the frozen beef. The cut is not long, but it is very deep. Without careful observation, it is impossible to detect it.

Uchiha Itachi couldn't understand it, he just thought this knife work was amazing and powerful.

Many people present were also paying attention to Yang Ming, but among the crowd, only one person could see what Yang Ming was doing.

"Push cut, pull cut, spin and tick... Using several knife skills together, and still so smooth, this guy's level is extraordinary! The key is that the wonderful way of kneading knives is like making carved delicacies. Same, but are those knives made of ice really okay?"

For a long time, I kept staring at Zhaoji, never taking my eyes away.

Jiuwo Zhaoji was amazed at the Qiansi Stir-Fried Pork that Yang Ming had cooked just now, but he was always arrogant, and he couldn't help but be surprised when he saw Yang Ming's amazing knife skills.

This is no ordinary chef's knife!

Although Yuanyue Academy also has teachings in this regard, but I have asked myself for a long time, even after years of study, it is impossible for me to reach this level.

"He's only thirteen or fourteen years old, why can he master this kind of swordsmanship? Impossible!"

Without the accumulation of more than ten years, it is impossible to achieve this level!

For a long time, I couldn't do it according to the rules. He couldn't help but keep recalling all the famous and unknown chefs in the world in his mind, but even if he searched the whole world, he couldn't find a chef who could match Yang Ming's characteristics. .

"Yang Ming, where the **** is he?" I Zhaoji muttered at a loss for a long time, and after looking at Yang Ming's action again, I couldn't take my eyes away.

Yang Ming didn't care about everything in the outside world, his mind was completely focused on the frozen beef in front of him.

It took eight minutes for the flying skates to stop completely.

And the moment he put down the blade, from the outside, the frozen beef on the chopping board didn't change much.

"Boss, what are you going to do next?" Uchiha Itachi asked curiously.

Hearing this, Yang Ming reacted and said, "Take it and boil it."

Hearing this secretly, I Zhaoji twitched the corners of his mouth for a long time, and said, "Stir-cooked? Humph, this wouldn't be funny, would it? It takes more than an hour to make the beef soft and flavorful! You do this, How could it be done well!"

In the face of Jiu Izhaoji's unceremonious blow, Yang Ming said lightly: "There are several ways to quickly soften beef, but just softening is not enough, when this dish is finished, you will know already."

Saying that, Yang Ming glanced at me Zhaoji for a long time, and couldn't help grinning.

The arrow had to be on the string, Yang Ming didn't say anything more, took a deep breath, and started to do it according to his plan.

On the other side of Yang Ming, he began to cut some side dishes, sliced ​​onions and carrots, and put them into the pan to stir fry.

Everything went in order, the beef was simmered and then picked up and put into the wok.

After being moistened by the hot oil, the color of the beef begins to quickly turn brown, dark brown.

"Itachi, give me salt and pepper."

"OK."

"Spice, if you don't have one, a bunch of herbs will do."

"At this."

"wine."

"I'll get it!"

"The vegetables that were fried earlier."

"here!"

Everything was fast, from the frozen beef being simmered in a boiling water pot to the fragrant red wine stewed beef on a plate, it took only thirty-eight minutes.

With the sound of frying, Yang Ming lifted the plate in one hand and walked out of the kitchen.

During the whole process of cooking, the guests outside the kitchen had been watching. At this time, seeing Yang Ming coming with the cooking, his Adam's apple couldn't help squirming.

In just thirty-eight minutes, the guests had an intuitive understanding of Yang Ming, and they also knew why the other party was able to prepare the dishes in such a short time.

Moreover, it was precisely because they knew that they couldn't help but look forward to it.

The stunning knife work shown at the beginning is by no means a sleight of hand, but a real superb cooking skill.

Suddenly, Yang Ming was surrounded by guests.

"Brother, give me one."

"Boy, give it to me!"

"Chef, I want it!"

Facing the enthusiastic guests, Yang Ming gave this dish to the uncle who secretly passed him by.

"Uncle, please taste."

Walking to the table with a calm face, Yang Ming gently put down the plate.

On the white round porcelain plate, a thick piece of beef is bathed in a layer of thick soup. The beef is dark brown in color, rich in flavor, and embellished with vegetables, which increases appetite.

The uncle picked up the cutlery, held the knife in his right hand, and gently pressed the beef with the side.

Pressing it slightly, the surface of the beef collapsed immediately, and then a stream of soup quickly overflowed, but soon, the amazing elasticity from the inside of the beef smoothed out the depression.

"So soft!"

The uncle's eyes narrowed~www.readwn.com~ subconsciously said, "Not only is it soft, after pressing it down, the soup inside the meat also overflowed a lot, carrying the aroma of the meat and emitting into the air together... What a great knife work! Magical craftsmanship!"

He did not hesitate to praise, and even described Yang Ming's knife with magic.

This brief comment attracted the attention of all the guests in the hall.

All the guests stopped their movements and looked at Yang Ming's cooking in surprise.

I always thought that Yang Ming couldn't make a comeback for a long time, but I looked very bad at this time, and stared at Yang Ming through gritted teeth.

"How is that possible! It's been done in less than forty minutes!"

Afterwards, he came back to his senses and murmured in a low voice: "No, it's just 40 minutes to drive out to cook, even if it looks good on the outside, the taste on the inside is disappointing enough, look, this uncle will soon be Let his confidence collapse!"

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