The beginning is only when you become a chef

Chapter 144 Let’s Start Cooking (Two Chapters in One)

Pour oil and grease the pan.

The high-fire stove has its own blower, and the wind speed is turned to maximum. The flames burst out directly from the stove, with a crazy momentum to submerge the wok.

"Whoo, whoo, whoo..."

It only took two or three seconds for the fat in the pot to start to feel hot.

Xia An took a look and nodded, then scattered the cut side dishes into the pot. Then, he picked up an oversized basket and put all the noodles that had been drained into the wok.

It is worth mentioning that fried noodles are not made with raw noodles, but are cooked with boiling water.

Moreover, there are very detailed process processing.

The noodles in the big basket just now were all soaked in boiled water, because the cold water can make the noodles more chewy and less likely to stick to the pan when stir-fried over high heat.

In a word, details are attached to the process of each link. If you want to achieve a high degree of completion and reach the luminous bottom line of 80% primer, you must first handle the details well.

"boom--"

Xia An shook the large wok with one hand and held the spoon with the other.

Add a tablespoon of sauce and broth base to the wok.

As a result, these noodles of various sizes and rich carvings quickly changed from their original white color to the golden color of fried noodles.

at the same time!

The amazing smell of pot gas, like a gas bomb exploding near the night market stall.

The diners around who were immersed in Xia An's live cooking performance suddenly felt as if their heads were blown away by the air wave.

“Red pot!”

But Liu Shimeng and four others.

There was also Meng Yulu, as well as Mr. Fan and Mr. Yang who were watching the broadcast on the big screen in the square.

As a celebrity chef.

What they were more concerned about was the abnormality of Xia An at this time.

Xia An, who looked like he was covered with lava tattoos, gradually turned into a "red-temperature" wok after being held by him for a while.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Wen Chaoqing scratched his head: "I can also use a red pot to cook, but why is Boss Xia's 'red pot' different from mine?"

Isn't that the case?

It would have been fine if it was just a red pot, but there was an abnormal white steam filling the area around Xia An, the wok, and the stove. At first glance, it looked like a boiler room, with the air and ambient temperatures extremely high!
"That could only be..."

Liu Shimeng, Tang Jinghan and Lu Zuguang looked at each other, and they all had a clear answer in their minds, ready to come out.

"Explosive Steam Body!"

Shu, in the hotel.

After taking a deep breath, Jing Nina spoke word by word:

"He actually has this kind of physique?!"

Wu Zhu and Xiang Shilin both had complicated expressions.

I thought he was just an ordinary night market stall owner.

Who knew that he would be on the track of recreating ancient dishes that are exclusive to the world.

I thought that this night market stall owner would gradually run out of tricks after being exposed.

Who knew that he would show off some exquisite ancient skills again tonight.

I thought...

"Then there is a reason why Boss Xia has mastered the Explosive Flame and Tianxiong Flame Wheel skills to such a superb level of proficiency!"

Xiang Shilin said with emotion:

"Who knew that Boss Xia actually had a physique called 'Explosive Steam Body'?"

As the descendant of Suzaku Chef, Wu Zhu naturally understood the Explosive Chef Asia Magazine and the Explosive Steam Body.

The five tigers of the dark culinary world in the past, such as Yan Xian and Kai You, are not inferior to the Phoenix Eight Immortals. People like Yakan, Mira and Zhu Qi are only slightly inferior, but if they perform well on the spot, they may also defeat the Phoenix Eight Immortals.

And Wu Zhu said that according to his grandfather, the chef of Suzaku.

The explosive steam body seems to be closely related to the super-tactile god-level talent...

Thinking of this, Wu Zhu was secretly shocked.

Could it be that Boss Xia has already mastered [super touch]?
Night market street scene.

Another spoonful of broth was added, and the wok was filled with rich steam.

An astonishing fragrance exploded among the crowd.

"Done!"

"Out of the pot!"

Xia An's expression remained unchanged. He shook the wok vigorously, and the golden fried noodles began to rise up, then formed a beautiful parabola and fell straight into a large container prepared by the staff next to him.

Ding!
The pleasant panel sound effects echoed in Xia An's ears.

Hearing the voice, Xia An thought silently in his heart: "It seems that this is safe?"

He was just about to pull open the panel to check the detailed information about the completion of the dish.

who knows.

A large pot of fried noodles was just placed in the container, and after about two or three seconds, the sacred light of the food shot up into the sky.

Witnessing this scene, even though Xia An had gradually become desensitized to the idea of ​​"glowing", at this moment, this glow meant that he had achieved all the goals of the conquest mode and had firmly secured the first limit point in his culinary career.

"What will be the ultimate ability I unlock?"

Xia An couldn't help but fantasize.

As for which of the six basic skills to focus on, Xia An has already made a decision in his heart.

It’s time!

He already possesses the physique of [Explosive Steam Body]. If he does not continue to explore the field of fire and develop more advanced and powerful abilities, it would be a waste of such a physique.

What's more, he has already clicked on two special skills, [Explosive Flame] and [Tianxiong Flame Wheel] on the panel.

Although I didn't force myself to spend attribute points to upgrade.

But now that I'm here with Meng Yulu, I know that every chef's "extreme ability" is unique.

Xia An became extremely curious.

His "unique skills" and "physique" are all used to cosplay the Fiery Chef Asia in the modern food world across time and space. So what are the extreme abilities derived from this?
Moreover, Meng Yulu said it.

It is not said that this group of "ancient" chefs have any extreme abilities.

It seems that from a certain point in time, the skill trees and talent trees of the food industry and all chefs were broadened.

The predecessors of Yangquan Restaurant believed that the protagonist group headed by Liu Maoxing collected eight legendary kitchen utensils, opened a mysterious door, and upgraded the world.

Therefore, this extreme ability must be separated from the original works of Cooking Master Boy and Food Wars! Xia An had no reference information and could not have anticipated it at all.

……

On the other side, the sacred light lingered in the sky above Shenzhen Night Market for a few seconds before suddenly dissipating under the gaze of countless people.

He appeared suddenly and left suddenly.

"Is this some kind of lighting effect?!"

The people of China just marvel and admire.

But for foreigners who come to China for tourism in large numbers because of the visa-free policy.

This is the situation.

The shocking feeling at this moment.

It is already a lifelong memory.

Natalia couldn't believe it: "Samira, what is this? Is it a lighting effect of the Chinese? Or is it a technological AR effect that we can't understand?"

Samira was about to answer.

Her brother Pedro, however, was like a devout believer, speaking in a fanatical tone:
"Sister, this is not a special effect. It is the luminous secret that all chefs who study Chinese cuisine must explore and search for throughout their lives!"

Glowing...secret?
Natalia frowned. She had vaguely heard this word before, but due to the information cocoon, she had never taken it to heart and just listened to it as a story.

"Yes, it is the secret of luminescence!"

Samira is like a saint of some religion. Facing her camera and the camera of Natalia, a YouTube celebrity, she does not hide her lofty belief in luminescence:

"As early as the night market stall at Guangzhou Station, I had already become a believer of Mr. Xia An."

"He is the one who reproduced the luminous secret in this world!"

“It is a temple-level existence in the minds of all diners who are passionate about Chinese food and Chinese cuisine!”

Natalia felt her heart tighten.

The amount of information in tonight's video material is explosive.

Not only did I take photos of various ancient stunts, but I also took photos of glowing dishes.

She edited the video overnight and uploaded it to YouTube. Natalia couldn't even imagine the comments from the audience.

“I’m afraid this YouTube video of mine will go viral,” Natalia said with difficulty.

Samira said seriously:
"It will be very popular, but it will also definitely lead to massive questioning."

Natalia shook her head:

"As long as the visa-free policy is in place, Mr. Xia An continues to set up his stall, and more and more foreign tourists shoot footage and make videos, these doubting voices are bound to be shattered!"

Samira tilted her head and thought, it was true. Now a large number of foreign tourists will flock to China, and the information cocoon that the external network has painstakingly woven is doomed to be shattered.

Then, tourists from various countries or online tourists on the Internet will also get to know today's China and its food industry in a new way.

Sudden.

Pedro said loudly:

"Sister, it's almost my turn to get the meal!"

When everyone looked, they found it was true. They were originally sitting in the front row, and the food was served and received very quickly. Soon, more than a dozen people excitedly and nervously took the fried noodles to the exclusive dining area.

"Pedro, go ahead, we'll be waiting for you."

Because Pedro's meal pickup number was the only lucky number, everyone could only watch the boy go to get his meal.

Soon, Pedro returned.

When Pedro showed the disposable paper bowl filled with fried noodles to Shamila and Natalia's camera, everyone and even the people around couldn't help but sniff, with a strong look of appetite on their faces.

“These fried noodles are so pretty!”

Natalia motioned to the young man to use chopsticks to pick up a ball of fried noodles. Her video camera gave a magnified close-up, and the details that were so exquisite and complex that they suffocated a group of foreigners were presented so clearly on the screen.

“Every noodle is different, with no repetition in size, shape or texture??”

Samira found it unbelievable.

At this time, the voice of the host arranged by the Culture and Tourism Bureau was heard in the street where the night market stalls were located.

The host actually asked the female chef Meng Yulu to give a detailed introduction to "Ganges Fried Noodles".

Samira pricked up her ears.

Listen carefully to Meng Yulu's words.

"So the meaning of 'Ganges' in 'Ganges Fried Noodles' is infinite flavors, infinite textures, and infinite changes...?"

After hearing Samira's translation, Natalia and Pedro suddenly understood.

"So this is the meaning of the dish name?"

The family squeezed out of the crowd and went to a nearby tea restaurant to borrow plates and divided the bowl of fried noodles that Pedro had received equally.

Even Samira was unexpectedly given a small plate of food.

"This... isn't good, is it?" Samira swallowed her saliva, and there was a strong appetite in her eyes, but she still forced herself to be humble and refused the plate.

"You are one of us, at least until we finish our trip to Shenzhou."

Natalia smiled.

Samira still refused again and again: "Ms. Natalia, you may not know how much this small plate of glowing fried noodles is worth."

"This is the first complete and shining ancient dish fried noodles in the modern gourmet world. If you are willing to sell it, the price is..."

Natalia shook her head and interrupted Samira:

"I'm not short of money."

“Even if you are short of money, some delicacies cannot be measured by money. They are of extraordinary significance!”

Having said this, Samira could only swallow her saliva again and take the plate of fried noodles.

It was enough for a few chopsticks of fried noodles.

But he swallowed it all in one chopstick.

Samira's pretty face had cheeks that were bulging.

But this foreign woman did not show any sign of discomfort or pain.

His face was filled with surprise, shock and emotion.

"Ah~"

The person fell into the boundless Milky Way and was instantly wrapped tightly.

"I've eaten a lot of Chinese fried noodles, but generally speaking, no matter how delicious the fried noodles are, if you swallow them like I did, the taste will be very greasy and monotonous..."

After a while, Samira said to Natalia and her brother:
"But every time I chew this small portion of 'Ganges Fried Noodles', my appetite is not eliminated by the common problem of fried noodles being greasy. Instead, it becomes more intense because of the changes in taste and texture every time I chew it. After all, novelty is always bursting out, and my appetite expands to infinity during this time..."

Hear the words.

Natalia seemed to have just escaped from the Galaxy of Faces, and struggled to express her thoughts on the tasting:

"Do you feel that when you are in that boundless Milky Way, there seem to be countless souls and countless threads of fate pulsating around us, unwilling to be ordinary?"

Pedro's eyes widened in surprise:

"Sister, did you feel it too? That part of the Milky Way seems to have life, or it's like an ocean with countless marine life hidden underneath!"

Coincidentally.

Mr. Fan and Mr. Yang were in the tea restaurant where the family was borrowing tableware.

At this time, the tea restaurant was packed with no empty seats. After hearing that this group of foreigners were the first lucky diners and came to borrow tableware, not only the boss who kindly waved and lent them the tableware, but also the guests inside were extremely curious and watched them, listening to this group of people excitedly describing the taste of Ganges fried noodles.

Mr. Yang was originally from Hong Kong, was fluent in foreign languages, and happened to live near a family. He listened to the comments of this group of foreigners with great interest, then turned to Mr. Fan and said:

"As expected of the already 'glowing' Ganges fried noodles."

"It looks like it already contains some of the charm of the original version by the Kitchen God Liu Maoxing?"

And listened to what Mr. Yang said.

Mr. Fan was stunned:
"This recipe for Ganges Fried Noodles uses the 'infinite taste', or the boundless Milky Way, to represent the Chinese mainland's 'everyone is like a dragon', and the people never stop striving forward."

"The Xia family boy's version can actually restore some of the charm?"

Speaking of which.

Fan Laoteng stood up, unable to hold back anymore.

Seeing this, Mr. Yang quickly caught up with Mr. Fan.

Obviously, these two senior chefs knew that Xia An's version of "Ganges Fried Noodles" restored some of the charm of the ancient dish in the version of the chef god Liu Maoxing, which meant something shocking.

That was the "weapon" that Liu Maoxing, who had reached the level of a senior dragon chef, used to defeat the Explosive Chef Yakan.

An extremely superior one, corresponding to the secret of Chef Long’s culinary skills.

If they could taste and understand the secret of this former chef god from Xia An’s dishes.

Not to mention promotion on the spot, at least the barrier door leading to the Dragon Chef realm can be pushed open a crack...

Two elderly people of great importance found Meng Yulu and asked for the glowing version of the Ganges fried noodles.

Meng Yulu could only spread her hands and said helplessly:

"Mr. Fan, Mr. Yang, the fried noodles have been distributed. Can you wait a little longer?"

Mr. Fan slapped his thigh in regret.

At this moment, he no longer cared about his old face. He would rather lose face once and rely on his identity and status to fight for the privilege of receiving meals at the night market stall in Shenzhen.

"Make the next pot of shiny ones, and leave half a bowl for me!" Mr. Fan said, and walked onto the dining car of the double-decker luxury bus. "I'll wait in the dining car!"

Old Yang also patted his butt and came up:

"Xiao Lu, I only want half a bowl."

After saying that, Mr. Yang also went into the dining car and waited.

Meng Yulu:? ?
She sighed.

Looking around, many people were holding their phones upright to take pictures of this scene.

Mr. Fan and Mr. Yang are both top-notch senior figures in Guangdong, and of course the locals know these two old guys.

It is conceivable that when Mr. Fan and Mr. Yang appear on various social media platforms tomorrow and clearly show up at the night market stalls and get in the car to enjoy the privilege of receiving meals, it will probably cause a wave of discussion on the Internet.

But from Meng Yulu's perspective.

These two old men have earned a lot of honor and real voice for China in various international culinary competitions and exchanges.

She couldn't blame the old man for having that right.

And if Meng Yulu knew what the two old people were thinking, it would be even more impossible for her to close this door of privilege.

Possibility of promotion to Dragon Chef?
Even if there is only a glimmer of hope.

They are all worth striving for!

Every Dragon Chef is related to the influence of China’s food industry in the IGO International Food Organization.

(End of this chapter)