Chapter 1210

People have an inherent cognition that learning anything is easy first and then difficult.

Yang Song was so young that when his master taught him cooking, he must have waited until he had mastered basic skills and practiced home cooked dishes such as fried eggplant, fried potato, fried tomato and egg.

"Buddha jumping off the wall is definitely an epic level of difficulty, the hell mode."

"Many chefs still hide their secrets and may not be willing to teach Buddha to jump over the wall."

"I heard from Master Liu in the canteen that they did chores for master in the first two years of learning to cook. They couldn't even touch the pot shovel. They picked vegetables, washed vegetables, peeled potatoes, cut onions, ginger and garlic."

"I also heard Master Wang say that it takes five, six, seven or eight years to lay a foundation. Only after you have practiced cutting piles can you cook vegetables and make soup. If you want to make big dishes and learn to hang high soup, you must have at least more than ten years of skill."

"Chef Yang is in his early twenties. He's not already practicing cooking as a child, is he?"

Noble finished eating and said, "my uncle was studying hard and taking the college entrance examination. He helped me with my homework and could do any questions."

Situ ran proved: "yes, chef Yang has just graduated from college for a few years."

"Lying trough, chef Yang, this is a first-hand culture class and a first-hand cooking class. It's a combination of virtue and art. It's breaking off!"

Situ ran added: "I heard that chef Yang had never studied cooking before. When he was in college, he suddenly became interested in cooking. He began to take the road of cooking and became a self-taught talent."

"Doesn't that mean that chef Yang probably won't do Buddha jumping off the wall at all?"

"Or even if he can do it, his level is average."

"Your analysis is all right. This may be true."

Situ ran stopped talking. He suddenly felt that it was good for the students to guess so reasonably.

"Brother, why don't you explain?"

"This will surprise you then."

"But I haven't eaten brother song's Buddha jumping over the wall. I'm really curious about what it tastes like?"

"Well, I did." This is absolutely worthy of situ Ran's pride.

Situ Qing: hehe, can you be a happy cousin?

In the later days, Yang Song still strolled around with noble. Suddenly, he was inspired by the dish and came to a pot.

The dish he is most interested in recently is "one pot".

One pot, the perfect display of the essence of northeast cuisine.

Simply put, a large plate of chowder is surrounded by a circle of corn flour cakes. There are dishes and staple foods. This plate is often the diameter of an adult man's arm.

It is very suitable for dinner. It is often made of a large iron pot. Chowder also has different combinations.

The shop that makes this dish calls one pot out and only sells this dish. There is no limit to the type of dishes.

Today, I'll make a big pot of beans, potatoes and chicken. Tomorrow, I'll make a pot of carrots, potatoes and pork. Sometimes I'll meet a pot of chicken wings, chicken feet and corn, a pot of kelp carrot ribs, white gourd mushroom meatballs, radish, cabbage, mutton, pickled cabbage, fish and tender tofu

No matter what ingredients are, they are cooked in one pot. The taste is fresh and lively, which is quite Jianghu like.

Every time I go to the store, there are many people waiting to eat. The boss makes big pot dishes, not big pot dishes.

Pot by pot, big iron pot, charcoal and firewood. The chef has decades of experience. His cooking skills are online. The atmosphere in the store is also hot. Yang Song and noble eat happily every time they go. They are more happy after hearing the news from all over the world.

Yang Song loves this place very much and loves the fireworks brought by a pot.

After eating for seven days, he set up a big pot at the door of Tiezhu Gourmet Shop.

Dried beans, potatoes, fungus, kelp, mushrooms, pickled vegetables, ribs, chicken offal, bean skin, a real hodgepodge.

This time, the iron pot prepared by Yang Song was especially large. Even the spatula he used to stir fry was more than two sizes larger than before.

Yang Song even put a stool in front of the iron pot to stir fry.

The main reason is that the pot is too big. He is two-thirds tall.

Yang Song started cooking at 10:30 this time. In less than ten minutes, a large number of people rushed here.

"Ah, sir, your old legs and feet are very good. You come so early!"

"I live close enough to smell it."

"Brother Bai, you don't live close to these three streets. Why did you come so early?"

"I'm used to wandering around without anything!"

"Don't ask, this fairy is the same!"

"I'm used to it now. Don't worry about the morning, afternoon and evening. As long as I'm free, I'll come and stroll around. Maybe I can meet chef Yang cooking."

"This is to make a pot? I see the basin of corn flour!"

"Why not make spicy soup? I only had a bowl last time. It's really not fun."

"It's been so long. Haven't you found the strange temper of this chef Yang?"

"What do you say?"

"No matter what delicious food, he only makes it once and sells it once."

"Really!"

"To tell you the truth, this habit is not very good. It's best to change it."

"But chef Yang is in a good mood today. The little yellow duck's apron is very chic!"

Yang Song is tied with a very new and exquisite apron. The apron itself is nothing strange, but standing in position C is a rhubarb duck with flat feet, which has a strong sense of existence.

This was specially chosen for Yang Song.

When Yang Song took it out and put it on, he resisted: "in fact, I'm very careful in cooking. I won't take it out and sprinkle it on myself."

"My father couldn't get the food on himself before I was born. This is anti oil smoke!" Noble said, "uncle, put it on. I chose it for you."

"I doubt you want to see a joke." Yang Songdao.

"Uncle, what are you talking about? I respect you so much!" Nobility seemed to be hurt. There was still some pain in your heart, but your expression and tone were more sincere: "uncle, you are usually serious, serious and square, and always talk about rules. This can't be done. It's not cute enough. You need affinity. Isn't it good to wear this style?"

Yang Song wants to say no.

Gao Tiezhu also said, "big brother, you are young. It's right to speak the rules. It's too square. It's not good. It's easy to guard against good luck. You have to wear some lovely adjustment."

Sister-in-law Tiezhu said, "this rhubarb duck is very suitable for you. You must have a different temperament."

Dizzy, Yang Song finally didn't know how to promise to wear it.

"Look, after putting it on, the whole person is young."

"What a spirit!"

"Uncle, you are so cute!"

I can't take it off.

Yang song can only wear clothes and immerse himself in cooking.

Even the system scanned it.

"Lord host, your apron is so cute, hee hee..."

"It's normal that you ai don't understand. I don't blame you. It's not human."

"Ha ha."

Yang Song has arranged all the ingredients into the big iron pot, and the seasonings to be put have been arranged. Finally, he pasted corn flour cakes on the side of the pot.

People who eat big pot dishes know that the cooked corn flour cakes pasted on the edge of the iron pot are crispy and soft. The sweet smell of corn flour alone is accompanied by the strong smell of stew in the iron pot, which is very stimulating to the taste buds.