C181 He still ate too little

On the endless prairie at the north of the Cloud County, it belonged to Xiao Wen's caravan.

At this moment, Xiao Wen was in the kitchen of a converted carriage, watching the chefs work.

Xiao Wen was too familiar with the nature of the ancient people.

Although they could endure hardships and endure hardships, 99% of them were very conservative. They were able to concentrate on the technology that had been passed down for thousands of years, even if this technique was completed once, it would require a lot of time and effort.

However, if they were to focus on innovation, it would be very difficult for them to even move a finger.

"As strong as Soviet Mao Zi, if no kind father of steel was to draw them to work, they would all become indolent and depraved. And while Chinese people can bear hardships and endure hardships, they will gradually move towards conservatism when their capacity for expansion reaches its limit. No wonder they have gradually chosen conservatism. "

This is not legalistic grand government, Taoism anarchism, or any other political view of the world. After all, they had all proven their academic prowess at a certain point in their history, making it a successful academic career.

It's just that conservatism is an inevitable trend in farming.

As someone who knew how to express his feelings, Xiao Wen could naturally see the unhappiness in the cook's eyes when he agreed.

If it was any other place, Xiao Wen wouldn't bother to be so strict.

However, things like delicacies could not be let down.

Therefore, Xiao Wen did not hesitate to have his men prepare the other materials and directly ran to the car to supervise the work of the chef.

"Can you not be so strict!?" Aren't all the meatballs in the world chopped? This chopping is clearly no different from breaking it. "

"This esteemed person is really …" When the meatballs are ready to be cooked, he should know that he is going overboard. " The chef didn't dare to complain, but in his heart, he had already scolded Xiao Wen for eating Liang Feifan's food.

He did not know the difference between the treatment of meat with blows and the treatment of meat with chops. However, according to his intuition, the taste should be the same.

As such, he felt that Xiao Wen's actions were unnecessary.

It was just that Xiao Wen had already eaten Tidal Pills. He knew that this pill's taste was one of the top existences in Chinese history. Perhaps in terms of taste, it was even worse than the Bao Xin Gong Pill. But the degree of the food was definitely worth it for him to stare at a chef and let him beat the horse into minced meat with the back of the knife.

"Less Creation. We are ready to go. Do you think we should stop? After all, the car is bumpy and it's inconvenient for us to work! " The cook had been in the car for an hour.

Although he was skilled at beating beef meatballs, he usually had to beat the meat for three and a half hours. He was already used to working for such a long period of time.

However, this chef had never made meat balls before.

Without knowing how delicious the meatballs were, he felt that doing so was a complete waste of time.

If it wasn't for the fact that Xiao Wen was watching him closely, he would have been lazy for a long time.

At this moment, as the caravan had already tidied up the camp, the chef finally found a reason.

He used the bumpy reason of the carriage to get Xiao Wen to leave the carriage.

However, Xiao Wen shook his head and said, "It's not like I don't know about the bumpiness of the carriage. Every day I make tea and play chess in my carriage, and I don't think it's too much of a hindrance to my work. This bumpiness is of no consequence. Keep working and don't worry about anything else. "

Upon hearing this, the chef could only reply with a sullen look on his face as he continued to win.

Pah pah pah pah! * Sounds kept coming out from the carriage. Another hour passed, and Xiao Wen saw that the horse meat had gradually turned into minced meat from the blow on the back of the chef's knife.

He could see that the meat paste looked like glue and had a viscous texture.

"Sir, I think the meat has already been broken. Why don't we just make the meat balls instead? Even if we play for another hour, it will still be the same. " said the cook.

There was no helping it, as a conservative chef who didn't have any innovative spirit, this fellow was already exhausted after only two hours of cooking due to mental problems.

He was only thinking of how to be lazy.

However, Xiao Wen firmly shook his head.

He had never tried the taste of meat that had only been served for two hours. However, he still adhered to the traditional three-hour process.

He believed that three hours of hand-beating meat balls would definitely be better than two hours of hand-beating meat balls.

Although the meat beating process was very torturous, it was not that bad.

Thinking of this, Xiao Wen couldn't help but smile wryly in his heart.

In his previous life, he had read quite a few history-related teleportation novels.

However, the food innovations of the transcenders were mostly concentrated on ingredients and seasonings, or tools.

Using various spices to marinate the meat, fermenting process to produce fermented milk, Sichuan pickled vegetables and the like. Or before the Song Dynasty, he invented a frying pan to stir-fry the ingredients, then invented tofu before Liu An of Han, Huainan, and so on.

There were even some awesome people who directly went through training and selection to enhance the quality of their crops. They even sent people to Central Asia, Europe and the Americas in search of various ingredients that might be introduced into China during the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

However, they did not have much use for food that relied on knife skills.

In Xiao Wen's opinion, there were many traditional Chinese dishes that used knife skills to determine the taste of raw fish, hand-made meatballs, Beijing roast duck and many other traditional Chinese dishes.

But these dishes, at a time when the costs of workers in the twenty-first century are rapidly increasing, are not as unpopular as meat pellets." Chaoshan Merchant's gang started a fire of beef meatball, a hand hit beef meatball master can basically earn 30,000 a month. I was so envious that I wanted to go back home and make meatballs.)

Some, like Peking Duck.

Delicious background roast duck, although roast method, sauce production all have particular attention. However, the most important part was the knife skills of Duck's master.

Therefore, eating Beijing roast duck, in fact, most of the money spent on the chef to buy knife skills.

Thus, after thinking about it again and again, Xiao Wen felt that the transmigrators didn't pay too much attention to their food when they were carrying it. In the end, the reason was because they ate too little.

Soon, an hour and a half had passed.

Looking at the sticky, thick meat, Xiao Wen revealed a satisfied smile.

"Prepare a pot of water and cook the meatballs." Xiao Wen said.

"Yes." When the chef heard Xiao Wen's words, he felt relieved.

He quickly left the car and ran to prepare the ingredients to cook the meatballs.