"If the top beef is the backbone of the kebab, then an excellent barbecue sauce is the soul of the kebab. The top barbecue sauce can stimulate the taste experience and promote the delicious beef to the extreme. Every chef's sauce is one in ten thousand, which is the key to the difference between other people's roast beef kebabs. " After McGonagall mastered the skills of slaughtering cattle and was able to slaughter and dismantle a whole iron bull in a very short time, the sound of the system sounded again.
McGonagall agrees with this. No matter how good the beef is on earth, you can buy it with money. But when the same piece of beef goes to different chefs, the taste is totally different. It seems that the chef's mark is printed on it. The most important thing is sauce and seasoning.
"Mixing sauce is also a technical job." MEG opened the side of the seasoning box, there are 28 grid seasoning box is almost full.
He has a lot of experience in the preparation of sauces in his mind. There are three kinds of sauces: sauce flavor, spicy and garlic flavor. However, this time, the system did not directly give the exact amount of various sauces. Instead, it used three words to describe the amount: micro, small, medium and large.
"System, your marking seems a little unprofessional this time? How much is this? How much is a lot? Aren't you a fool? " McGonagall asked.
"Host, please pay attention to your words, this system is not normal reproduction and reproduction of organisms, so there is no such thing as' dad '!" The system sounds.
"This can't be so absolute. System, you have studied the history of the earth for so long. Do you know who the father of apple is?"
"Steve jobs."
"What about the father of hybrid rice?"
"Yuan Longping!"
"The father of the Chinese atom?"
"Qian Sanqiang!"
"Do you know why they are called the father of XX?"
"Apple was founded and developed by jobs, Yuan Longping led the development of hybrid rice technology, and Qian Sanqiang made outstanding contributions to China's atomic technology!"
"System, you were created because I crossed into this world. From the above three analogies, now, tell me aloud, system, who am I?"
"Dad! Please don't confuse the concepts. They are two different things! " The system angry way, even the voice humanized had a bit trembling.
"You said it yourself." McGonagall shrugged, his mouth curved.
"As a candidate of Kitchen God, it is one of the most basic skills to master the amount of various spices in sauce preparation. In order to cultivate the host's ability, this system fuzzes the amount of spices. In order to prepare the best sauce, the host needs to have a deep understanding of various spices and find a wonderful balance between them, That's what a professional chef should have The system calmed the voice and said seriously.
"It looks like we're going to run out of time this time." McGonagall looked up at the wall. More than ten days had passed. It took so much time to kill a cow and began to study the spices it needed.
McGonagall didn't argue with the system because he knew it was a great opportunity for him.
Now he is still in the stage of learning and rising. With all kinds of top-level recipes and experience packages provided by the system, he takes a shortcut to master a series of cooking methods of top-level food. But now if he only gives him the ingredients to create and cook a food of the same level, he can't do it at all.
He may not even know as much about ingredients and spices as a housewife who cooks all the year round.
Now, the system is forcing him to understand and learn the characteristics of these spices and condiments, and to use what he has learned to the extreme.
For this kind of seemingly challenging thing, McGonagall's heart has been burning with fighting spirit. Only by constantly learning and trying, can he create his own food one day, and at that time, he can be worthy of the title of Kitchen God.
There are three kinds of sauces: Maotai flavor, spicy flavor and garlic flavor, and three kinds of sauces with completely different proportions. McGonagall settled down to fully understand the characteristics of each seasoning, and then began to test the taste of different seasonings.
The experience package gives a direction. What McGonagall needs to do is adjust the proportion and make the best sauce.
At the beginning, MEG tasted the sauce himself, which was really beyond words, and then began to enter the cycle of constantly changing the sauce.
Despite repeated failures, McGonagall dares to face failure instead of frustration, seriously considers the shortcomings in the process, and immediately goes all out to the next deployment.
The sauce with sauce flavor was first recognized by the system. It was by analogy. Soon, MEG also blended garlic flavor and spicy sauce. Three kinds of sauces, three completely different flavors and tastes made MEG begin to look forward to the taste of beef after brushing this sauce.
When the sauce was finished, more than 30 days passed on the wall, leaving MEG little time.
Take out a knife from the knife holder, cut a piece of beef brain meat into two centimeter square pieces, and knead the carefully prepared sauce into the beef with both hands,
After pickling, a long bamboo stick of about 20 cm is used to pass through the middle of the meat. Five pieces of beef are strung on one bamboo stick. The beef with some blood is covered with snowflakes. Put it aside.
In the corner on the left side of the kitchen, there was a long strip-shaped iron frame carbon oven. The charcoal fire was burning red. MEG reached out to test the temperature, shook his head slightly, and then waited for a while to pick up five Beef Kebabs from the plate and put them on the grill.
"Yi"
The half fat and thin beef on the hot iron shelf, made a wonderful sound, brush a small amount of clear oil, snowflakes generally dotted on the beef fat, Zizi out of the oil, white snowflake like fat quickly turned into a crystal clear appearance, the smell of beef began to spread in the kitchen.
The color of beef gradually darkens, the oil explodes on the surface of beef, and the flavor in the air becomes more and more rich.
When beef is around medium well, MCG picks up a brush and dips in the sauce previously deployed and spreads evenly on the surface of the beef.
The beef makes a Zizi sound on the grill, and the sauce is like a catalyst. The aroma of beef is mixed with the aroma of sauce, which floats in the air and makes people swallow.
"Amy will love it, won't she?" Meg's eyes lit up completely, thinking.