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"Oh my god, how is this possible?"
Lin Meichen¡¯s beautiful big eyes were completely filled with shock, as if she had seen something incredible.
Generally speaking, when people praise a barbecued delicacy, the most commonly used words are "charred on the outside and tender on the inside."
In the eyes of others, this is just a compliment, but as a top chef, Lin Meichen knows that being crispy on the outside and tender on the inside is actually a helpless move.
Because when grilling, it is difficult to achieve the same heat inside and outside due to the limitation of flame temperature.
If the temperature is not controlled well, the outside will be burnt but the inside will not be cooked.
In contrast, the crispy outside and tender inside have reduced this contradiction to the lowest point.
But there is a popular saying among top chefs that the highest level of barbecue is that the surface of the ingredients is the same as the inside, which means that the heat on the surface of the ingredients is the same as the parts inside that are not directly grilled.
She once thought that this kind of appearance and appearance was just a legend, and it was impossible for anyone to reach this state. This was completely against the common sense of physics.
But today I know that I was wrong. The roasted corn in my hand is the highest state of appearance and appearance.
"It's the same on the outside and the same on the inside! It's really the same on the outside and the inside! I really saw it."
Lin Meichen slowly closed her eyes again, and crystal tears flowed down the corners of her eyes.
She regards cooking as her lifelong pursuit, otherwise she would not have promised to marry anyone whose cooking skills surpassed hers.
At this moment, no one can understand how excited she is after witnessing the highest level of barbecue.
Liu Zimei was enjoying the roasted corn in her hand when she suddenly felt something was wrong. When she looked up, she saw that her best friend was crying.
Come on, what are you crying about? Could it be that it¡¯s so delicious that it makes you cry?
???????????????????????????? You are also the daughter of the God of Cooking, and a top chef whose food is the most important thing. You just cried because of the deliciousness of a piece of roasted corn. Is it shameful to say that you are going out?
Although she was also conquered by this roasted corn, Liu Zimei began to despise her best friend.
They are both chefs. Look at Zhou Ting. Although his character is not very good, he is much calmer now.
What she didn¡¯t know was that Zhou Ting¡¯s heart was filled with despair at this moment.
When he just ate the boiled corn, he suspected that the other party's control of the heat was just an accident.
But now that he had eaten this piece of roasted corn, he knew that he was wrong, and how wrong he was.
"A person who can control his appearance and appearance has reached the pinnacle of cooking skills. How could it be an accident?"
Among the top three hotels in Jiangnan City, although Lin Zhan has won the title of God of Cooking, when it comes to barbecue, his father Zhou Liguo is the most accomplished.
Growing up, Zhou Ting always ate the food baked by his father, thinking that it was a unique delicacy in the world.
But in front of this roasted corn, the things Zhou Liguo got in the exam were simply dregs, and there was no comparison at all.
¡°If a layman were to eat such delicious corn, they might suspect that something shady was mixed in it.
But Zhou Ting doesn¡¯t know how. Although he is confused, although he is in disbelief, and although he is extremely jealous, he knows that this is definitely a delicacy cooked with cooking skills.
Those foods that are adulterated with garbled things may taste sweet to ordinary people, but top chefs like them can identify them at once.
Thinking about this, his face felt hot. When he first entered the store, he looked down on this store and looked down on the boss's cooking skills. He never expected that he was a real master of cooking.
Zhou Ting can be sure that as long as the boss is willing to participate in the cooking competition, the position of the God of Cooking must belong to him.
Song Haotian¡¯s attention was entirely on his two daughters, and he didn¡¯t pay attention to the three people next to him.
Seeing that the two little guys had almost finished eating, he turned around and went into the kitchen again, and quickly came out with two glasses of watermelon juice.
The freshly squeezed watermelon juice is served in a transparent glass, releasing an attractive red color and a light fragrance.
The two little guys picked up the cup and took a sip, then shouted happily.
"Daddy, what is this? Does it taste good?"
"Goodgoodgooddelicious."
No wonder the two little guys are so happy. Drinking a glass of cool watermelon juice in such a hot summer can make people feel refreshed from their hair to their toes.
"This is??Drink the watermelon juice that dad squeezed for you. "
Song Haotian looked at the two little guys, his eyes full of love.
"Little brother, do you still have this watermelon juice? I want a glass too."
Since the corn is so delicious, the watermelon juice must also be very delicious. Liu Zimei looked at the watermelon juice in front of the little guy, her eyes shining.
¡°There¡¯s still some in the kitchen, go get it yourself.¡±
Song Haotian said, using a small towel to wipe off the juice from the corner of his daughter's mouth.
"thank you boss!"
Liu Zimei immediately rushed into the kitchen and quickly came out with two glasses of watermelon juice.
He gave Lin Meichen a glass, and then took a nice sip himself.
"Wow, how can there be such delicious watermelon juice?"
After taking a cup, she immediately screamed.
No wonder she is not calm, this glass of watermelon juice is so delicious, sweet, refreshing, and has the unique fragrance of watermelon.
After one sip, my whole body felt refreshed, as if all the heat in my body had been swept away.
Seeing the look of her best friend, Lin Meichen also picked up the watermelon juice and drank it.
When the watermelon juice entered her mouth, she closed her eyes again, and crystal tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.
"Xiaomei, you are so worthless. You cry when you eat delicious food. What's wrong with you?"
Liu Zimei was extremely puzzled by her best friend¡¯s behavior. She should be happy when she eats such delicious food. How can she cry just because she wants to?
"It's okay, I'm just too excited."
Lin Meichen waved her hand, as if she didn't want others to interrupt her emotions at the moment.
Liu Zimei curled her lips and drank all the watermelon juice in the cup in one breath.
¡°It¡¯s great, it¡¯s really great.¡±
She looked unsatisfied. If there were no more cups in the kitchen, she would definitely go and get a few more cups.
At this moment, the two little guys were also satisfied with their meal. Song Haotian walked to the kitchen with the used tableware.
"Brother, how much is it?"
Liu Zimei asked.
¡°Boiled corn costs 100, roasted corn costs 200, and watermelon juice costs 500.¡±
For ordinary people, the price quoted by Song Haotian is absolutely sky-high, but none of the people in front of them think it is expensive.
You can¡¯t buy such delicious things for any money. The boss is very conscientious about selling them at this price. It¡¯s so cheap.
Lin Meichen slowly opened her eyes, walked up to Song Haotian and said excitedly: "Boss, can I become your disciple?"
"Well¡¡"
Liu Zimei was taking money from her wallet. She was startled when she heard her best friend's words and stopped moving her hands.
She knew very well how good Lin Meichen's cooking skills were and how high-spirited she was. Such an arrogant person actually wanted to take the initiative to become a disciple at this moment.
If other chefs in Jiangnan City see it, they will definitely be shocked.
In contrast, Zhou Ting was even more shocked. He did not expect that the proud and arrogant Lin Meichen would take the initiative to become his disciple.
"Meichen, are you crazy?"
In his opinion, although the other party's cooking skills are very high, they are not high enough to make a chef of their level kneel down and become his apprentice.
Lin Meichen looked back at him with mockery in her eyes, and raised her hand to point to the half glass of watermelon juice on the table.
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