"Miss Nancy's exclamation was so crisp!"
"Miss Nancy sighs, Hades is steady!"
"Miss Nancy has a cold face all the way. I didn't expect that she has done a lot in this roast lamb chops. Look at her expression, is it really so delicious?"
The barrage is crazy, and the discussion about Nancy's failure in baking lamb chops is very lively.
"No? Is this new man really so strong? " The director's expression is a little strange. He looks at Nancy, who is intoxicated in eating lamb chops. His pen alters a few strokes on the script and he is lost in meditation.
Other judges also began to try roast lamb chops.
Old hunter put on disposable gloves, grabbed the lamb chops of the child's arm, pinched the mutton with his fingers, the skin was slightly hard, but the meat was still soft, and then took a bite.
Under the crisp and fragrant skin, the fat and tender mutton is splashed with oil and water, and the slight spicy flavor has penetrated into the meat, with the fragrance of fruit wood and charcoal fire. The salty sauce brings rich flavor to the mutton, and the fascia close to the bone brings a sense of mastication, which is oily but not greasy.
"The lamb chops are excellent!"
Old hunter's eyes widened a little, and his mouth was full of oily praise. He couldn't wait to make other remarks. He grabbed the lamb chops and chewed them carefully. His eyes hissed slightly, and he looked intoxicated.
"Is that exaggeration?" David glanced at old hunter and then looked at Nancy, who had always tasted a small mouthful of chopsticks before, but now she was eating them. She also cut a lamb chop with a knife and fed it to her mouth in spite of her rejection of charcoal fire.
"Well --"
David's eyes widened as soon as the mutton entered.
The rich oil between mutton is cracked in the mouth, and the crisp and fragrant skin is the most perfect seasoning.
With that bite, he saw the vigorous sheep galloping on the grassland. It was the spirit of the grassland. He saw the red charcoal fire, the fragrance of fruit trees blooming quietly in the burning, and the scene of the ancestors baking food on the fire.
Everything, like a dream, overturned his thinking.
This kind of delicious food is explosive, which makes people unable to resist.
As one of the top gourmets in the underground city, he has tasted almost all the food cooked by famous chefs.
He served as the judge of the two World Kitchen King competition. To tell you the truth, most of the players have limited strength, and they are far behind the real masters. For example, Yiman's steamed yellow croaker is far behind Julian.
In order to show the effect, he will say some beautiful words.
But the lamb chops, like a thunder, occupied an area in his heart.
Yes, for him, it is undoubtedly an amazing food, which is enough to rank in the same sequence with the top master's specialty!
"I think I might have been really wrong before. I was so wrong." David looked up with tears in his eyes. Then he took another bite with tears in his eyes
Judges indulge in roast lamb chops and forget to comment, which has never happened in the competition of kitchen king.
"Even if I starve to death today, I will never eat a bite of charcoal roast lamb chops! Mmm... It's delicious
"Big face beating scene!"
"I'm so greedy to see. Is there a restaurant in tuck that makes grilled lamb chops?"
"Maybe not today, but certainly tomorrow."
The audience in front of the screen is crying.
In the double tower building, akaliwo was swallowing saliva in the sofa, and told the Secretary beside him: "brother Hades just baked twelve lamb chops? They ate ten, and there are two left. Go and get them for me. "
"Miss, this..." the secretary looked embarrassed. "It's a McCarthy show after all, and Miss Nancy is in charge of it. I'm afraid we can't say hello."
"If it's not easy to say hello, grab it. Mocha building is not a twin tower building." She said.
"It's safe to intrude into the Mocha building, but... After all, it's a live broadcast that more than one billion people are watching, which may cause a bad impact." The Secretary carefully reminded that her forehead was sweating. She couldn't imagine how angry the master would be if this kind of thing happened.
Akali took a look at her, thought about it seriously for a while, and said, "forget it, I'll send a message directly to Nancy. She should give me face."
"That would be great." The Secretary said with a compliment, but she was secretly tucking away, and Miss Nancy would make complaints about you.
Seeing that everyone was amazed at the roast lamb chops, Julian also began to cut a piece of mutton down.
The sharp knife cuts the mutton, and the oil and juice visible to the naked eye overflow from the section. The shimmering light greatly increases people's appetite. It is crisp outside and tender inside, which is undoubtedly the best state of roast mutton.
Hades uses the most primitive carbon oven, without accurate temperature control, it is difficult to control the temperature change, but grasp the most appropriate temperature, which is really rare.
When the mutton is fed to the mouth, the crisp and fragrant skin is wrapped with the fat and tender mutton, and the fragrance of charcoal fire is sandwiched in it, which is so unique and distinct that it is not possessed by other roasting methods.
From the state of mutton, Hades's mastery of the heat is perfect. It's too old to bake more and too greasy to bake less.
Accurate cooking utensils provide many conveniences for chefs, and also greatly reduce the threshold of chefs. For example, the most difficult to master the fire can be solved by timing. Even the seasoning spoon has its own weighing device.
When he was learning to cook in those years, his master specially gave him a set of old-fashioned kitchen utensils and removed all the automatic parts, so that he could master the cooking by himself, instead of relying on the fully automatic kitchen utensils.
Hundreds of years later, he became the chef of the Tucker hotel. Except for the occasional guests, he rarely worked in the back kitchen.
Today's chefs have been able to rely on accurate cooking utensils to make his specialty dishes steadily. There is a little gap, which ordinary customers can't eat.
Yiman is undoubtedly one of the best, his most proud disciple.
But the lamb chops in front of him made him fall into memory.
Those days of being scolded by the strict master, those days of sweating in the humble kitchen, those days of exultation because of some progress in cooking.
Those who once held fast seemed to be forgotten by him.
When the mutton was swallowed, a stream of heat ran down his throat and ignited his heart.
It's been many years, hasn't his cooking improved for many years?
Did the complacent attitude destroy him after all? That's too bad.
Julian put down his knife and fork, put on his gloves, picked up the whole lamb chops and chewed them.
Eat meat, this is the right way to eat lamb chops.