Food: starting from feeding Fat Reba in the crew

Chapter 0435 – Yang Zhe Lifts the Cylinder and Strengthens the Mountain!!!

Finished eating porridge and dishes.

The appetites of the guests who were hooked by the Buddha jumping off the wall were finally satisfied.

Contentedly, they burped and picked up the dishes, went into the kitchen and got to work.

At this time, the progress of hanging white soup is also nearing the end.

After eight hours of refining, all the deliciousness contained in the ingredients is incorporated into the soup.

When you lift the lid of the clay pot and smell it, the soup is already moist and fragrant.

Yang Zhe stood on the scaffolding, scooped up a spoonful of soup with a long-handled wooden spoon, and poured it back into the jar from a high place.

The smell of the soup as it flies down is enough to indicate that the soup base is perfect at this time.

And seeing this scene, the staff around suddenly drooled wildly, and their eyes emitted a green light like a hungry wolf.

The guests ate dinner to relieve their hunger, that’s right.

But don’t forget that these staff in the yard have never been hungry

From the first day of filming to now, they have been hungry every day.

The appetite that has been mobilized continues to accumulate, and at this time it has long been on the verge of losing control.

You don’t talk about ordinary people.

Even if the Tang monk was hungry for three days, he had to stomp his foot and scold his mother.

Especially when the smell of Buddha jumping off the wall came out, it was like the fuse that ignited the appetite bomb.

Can’t bear it, can’t bear it at all!

“Chef Yang, how is your soup stewed?”

“You shouldn’t be able to see anything just like this, or should I help you taste it?”

“Cuong, what are you talking about? You can’t grasp the Yang Chef stew, but we still have to come at an older age. ”

“Why are you old? Do you need experience to drink soup? ”

“Of course, I’ve eaten more salt than you’ve ever eaten rice, and of course I can give the most reasonable advice.”

“Heh, then Chef Yang just go to find a thousand-year-old Wang Ba to taste the soup?”

“Huh? How can you kid scold people! ”

“Okay, don’t fight, I think one person can take a bite!”

“That’s right, isn’t there an idiom that makes it difficult to adjust everyone’s mouth, people’s tastes are strange, and more people’s opinions should be adopted.”

“Lao Li is right, after all, turnip greens have their own love, and a few more people will help Chef Yang taste it in order to better determine the quality of this soup.”

“Yes, yes, Brother Wu is right, Chef Yang, in fact, our taste is very picky, and we can taste mouse poop.”

“Chef Yang, don’t misunderstand, we just want to help, it’s definitely not gluttony.”

Yang Zhe stood on the scaffolding and glanced back at the staff standing behind

At this time, the few people around him were drooling, and they couldn’t stop it.

The crystal saliva soaked their clothes, and a clear line could be seen from the neck collar to the crotch.

Definitely not gluttony? Hehe.

Do you wipe the saliva from the corners of your mouth before saying this?

Is it difficult to reconcile?

Are you questioning my level?

“This white soup is really fragrant after being hanged, but it is not delicious.”

Yang Zhe pulled out the long-handled wooden spoon, handed it to Wang Dahai, and said leisurely.

Hearing this, the ready-made staff looked at each other and immediately showed an expression of disbelief.

“Impossible!”

“Yes, Chef Yang, you are too modest!”

“Chef Yang, I’m going to be stunned, can this still be delicious?”

“Don’t worry, Chef Yang, we’ll taste a bowl, if it really doesn’t work, just taste it!”

Yang Zhe couldn’t help but show an indifferent smile: “This soup stewed more than ten pounds of ingredients, but it has not been seasoned, the grease has not been skimmed, and the taste is weak and greasy after the mouth, which definitely does not belong to the category of delicious.” ”

Lao Li of the radio group wiped his saliva: “Chef Yang, what you said is really fake, I read less, don’t lie to me.” ”

“Really.”

“When will it taste good?”

“After practicing the ginso, it’s almost there.”

Hearing this, the staff couldn’t help but show a sad expression.

Cooking is really a profound science.

What smells good may not be delicious, and what smells delicious may not smell good.

Just like stinky tofu, it also smells stinky but tastes beautiful.

They glanced at the stove mournfully, and suppressed the appetite that had spouted out.

At the same time, Yang Zhe rolled up his sleeves and began refining the gin soup.

White soup, gin soup, actually refers to the color of the soup.

Those that are as white as milk are considered white soup.

Tender yellow and clear are called gin soup.

The first step of the alchemy soup is to filter out all the residues in the white soup.

After fine screening and removal of the contents of impurities, only a pot of pure soup remains, which is the basis for refining gin soup…

Yang Zhe took out a large fence and began to salvage the bones and meat dregs.

All the bone and meat residues that are filtered out must be thrown away, and only the most delicate white soup is kept.

This is also the point of this dish that feels extravagant.

Because all those minced meat are still more than four pounds, it is simply a violent thing.

“Brother Dahai, take out the prepared gauze.”

“Okay, Brother Yang.”

Wang Dahai filled the wood in his hand into the hearth, and immediately ran to the utility room and took out a bundle of gauze.

These gauze are specially procured, medical grade, sterile and dustproof.

Then, Yang Zhe called a few more people to help put another clay jar under the preparation and cover it with two layers of gauze.

Then, he grabbed the side of the pot with both hands and poured the clay pot on the stovetop, allowing the soup in the pot to flow downstream.

Through the soft double gauze, the fine soup pours into another clay vat.

The scraps that have not been salvaged clean are blocked by gauze, which is physically separated from the soup.

A clay jar of more than one meter filled with soup.

This weight must be at least five or six hundred pounds.

When Yang Zhe was ready to do it himself and did not ask anyone to help, everyone’s hearts almost mentioned the eyes of the throat.

My God, you are a handsome-looking, bookish teenager, you want to control a large tank of six or seven hundred pounds by yourself?

Although it is only tilted, not held, but this is not something that people can do.

But when everyone saw that this huge and incomparably heavy cylinder was tilted in Yang Zhe’s hand and did not move, everyone was numb.

Girl, what kind of immortal arm strength is this?

When the onlookers saw this scene, they suddenly remembered a historical allusion.

Chu Bawang raised the top and fought hard to win the world!

They also thought about stealing soup at night.

If this is caught, the head must not be smashed into the stomach?

Yang Kitchen obviously didn’t seem to have explosive muscles, but how could the strength on his arms be so strong?

Weightlifters who lift 210 pounds can already win the championship.

Although it is only tilted the clay jar, instead of lifting, how can the grasping force that keeps it motionless be two hundred pounds, right?

Inhuman, really fucking inhuman!