1110: C1110 Successful Bun

C1110 Successful Bun

2Yang Soong had never waited for anyone when he cooked. Gu Baiwen was the first.

Soon, there were people who were jealous.

"Brother Song, you've never waited for me. " The first one to complain was Chen Ming.

As expected of Chen Ming.

Meng Shihan shot him a murderous look. I didn't even say anything to my fiancé. He wanted you to talk too much.

After Meng Shijia finished the call, he added pitifully, "Brother-in-law, you didn't wait for me either. "

No one answered Gu Baiwen's call.

Yang Soong said, "Next time, make it for Baiwei to taste. "

This time, even the big brother and Liu who were drinking wine were jealous.

"Who exactly is this head chef? Is he worth Brother Song treating him like this?" They had also learned to call him Brother Song.

" Is he very rich? " Wen Shengli was the type of rich dog that emitted a golden aura all the time and wished he could hang dozens of large golden chains around his neck.

Wen Jiu couldn't be bothered with them and rolled his eyes.

Yang Soong took out the bun that he had taken out from the freshwater store and gently cut it a few times.

As for how many cuts he made, no one present saw it clearly.

Warm Wine and the others rubbed their eyes foolishly.

"Brother Song's hand speed is too fast and the blade light is too bright. I really didn't have the time to count clearly. "

"Lightning flashed and lightning flashed, and lightning flashed. It passed with a swoosh!"

Wen smooth couldn't help but ask Chen Ming, who didn't rub his eyes and had the calmest reaction on the spot, "Brother, did you see it clearly? Brother Song was sure that he was waving the kitchen knife. Why does this bun look like it has not changed at all? Can you count how many cuts Brother Song drew?"

Chen Ming pushed him to the side. " Move aside. How can Brother Song's knife skills allow us common people to see clearly? "

It would be a ghost if he could see it clearly. It was normal if he could not see it clearly.

Even their old friends could not see it clearly, let alone the newcomers.

Wen smooth was so shocked that he was tongue-tied. "You can't understand it, but you're still so arrogant?"

Chen Ming snorted. "I don't understand. I know my own limitations. I'm not like you, delusional. "

This explanation was out of the question.

There were a total of eight people present, and Yang Soong had prepared eight buns.

According to the number of heads, each person would have one bun.

After processing, the buns were sent into the oven. This was not the end. Yang Soong thought for a while and then made a pot of seaweed egg soup.

"Do you want to eat meat?"

"Yes!"

Purple Vegetable Egg It was unheard of to add meat to a flower soup. In the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion, there was nothing impossible in Yang Soong's hands.

"Can adding meat into the egg soup taste good?" He didn't believe it.

Wen Shengli also did not believe it. "The seaweed came from the sea, so it will have a fishy smell. The same goes for the eggs. If you add meat, will it really taste good?"

It sounded like a dark cooking.

Wen Jiu hurriedly said, "Big Brother, Second Brother, you don't like to drink, so I can help. "

He didn't eat much mutton skewers, so drinking a few bowls of soup was just enough to make up for it.

Chen Ming flashed and put his arm on Wen's smooth shoulder. "I can also help. "

Meng Shijia handed Wen Shengli a glass of water. "That's right, that's right. The seaweed egg soup with meat will definitely taste fishy. You should drink more water. The spring water of our Hundred Phoenix Pavilion is also sweet and delicious. Come, let's finish this bowl!"

It was hard to refuse the kindness.

Gudong Gudong. Boss Wen and Second Brother each had a bowl of mountain spring water and drank it to their fill.

Yang Soong's seaweed egg soup had also reached the end.

He always liked to cover the pot with a lid at the end, add three to four seconds of fire, and finally turn off the fire. The lid was still not allowed to move.

"Wait for two minutes. "

During this process, Yang Soong really liked to call it sublimation.

The taste of the entire pot of soup was very good. It was more fully integrated in the high-temperature sealed space. All kinds of ingredients were absorbed by each other, making the taste even more delicious.

"You can drink it now. "

Yang Soong gently opened the lid of the pot. The fragrance of the entire pot of soup was like a garden in spring, competing with each other in beauty and fragrance.

The light yellow egg was smooth, and the black seaweed was light as if it had no bones. It was slightly salty with sea salt and tender red shredded meat.

"Wow, this is beef. The shredded beef is soft and chewy!"

The texture of the beef was very delicate and uniform. It was cut into pieces like fine ropes. It was like a drizzle in the spring, soaking silently.

"It doesn't taste bad at all. It doesn't taste fishy at all. The beef has been marinated in advance. Why is there still the taste of sour and sour? I don't care anymore. As long as it tastes better, that's all. "

Yang Soong held up the bowl and said," I will use the onion, ginger, and specially made soy sauce to marinate the beef. The texture will be more tender. As for you guys, the reason why it tastes sour and sour is because I added some sour vegetable juice. "

"It can't be pickled vegetables. I have eaten the best pickled vegetables. It's a jar of pickled vegetables. That pickled vegetables can't be eaten at all. " Warm victory once again displayed his golden strength.

Chen Ming said, "Hehe, there are a lot of stupid people who are rich. "

Yang Soong said, "It's not that people are stupid. The truly good pickled vegetables can be sold for tens of thousands of yuan per jar. It's not that the pickled vegetable juice can't be eaten, but it has to be processed before it can be eaten by you. "

Anyone who had eaten the pickled vegetables knew how sour and refreshing the pickled vegetables were.

Usually, when one ate the pickled vegetables, they would be soaked by the rich juices inside until their teeth became sore, and no one would care about the pickled vegetables.

"In this pot of soup, I only dropped four drops of pickled vegetable juice. "

One could imagine how sour the pure pickled vegetable juice was.

Yang Soong said again, "Don't finish it. The remaining half bowl will be eaten together with the buns. "

As soon as he finished speaking.

Dingdong!

The oven work was done, and the buns were also roasted.

Everyone was a bit confused.

"Brother Song, isn't your third bun still a roasted bun?"

The only difference was that the second type used a clay kiln, and the third type used an oven.

Was there any difference in quality?

Yang Soong smiled and said, "You will know later. "

He waited until he took out the stuffed buns from the oven.

Everyone was shocked once again.

"This is a roasted bun?"

"How could this be a roasted bun? Are you kidding me?"

"Am I blind? Am I blind?"

No one could believe their eyes.

Yang Soong took out a shiny golden bun from the oven. It looked like it had been fried before, but it was not exactly the case.

"A fried bun. Although it smells good, it's greasy. This bun of mine is not greasy!"

The steamed bun that was sent in was white and fat. Its skin was soft and cute, and what came out was actually a golden and crispy bun that looked like it had been fried.

When each person took a bite, everyone realized that the steamed bun was only the outer layer of the skin, and inside was the core of the steamed bun.

It was steaming hot, but the juice of the steamed bun was even more plentiful. The people who ate it couldn't help but sweat profusely.

"Awesome!"

"Awesome! '"

"This is the taste!"

Another big mouthful of seaweed egg and beef sour soup, the great human finished the summer and welcomed autumn.

Everyone ate the buns and couldn't stop at all.

Starting from the first bite, the juice contained in the buns couldn't stop at all. It continuously entered their mouths.

The fans were even more tender and flexible. The fish meat had disappeared without anyone noticing.

Only when he ate until the end did he come to a realization.

"So this bun should actually be called Fish Soup Fan Bag!"

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