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453 No oil! (Replenishment)

Mr. Yan smiled at his old friend and also signaled Cai Bo to taste it first.

Since Mr. Shang and Mr. Yan both expressed their attitude, no one was snatching him. Cang Yun looked at him and smiled softly. Divortex was so shallow that she was actually very charming. She put Tempura on the cotton and bamboo paper on his plate with a slim hand and said softly: "Mr. Cai, please use it slowly, and you should criticize and correct me more..."

Cai Bo nodded repeatedly: "It must be certain."

Holding Tempura, he found a table to sit down, took out the chopsticks, but he didn't rush to sip.

You have to wait for a while to eat this thing, and wait until the temperature drops slightly, but it cannot be completely cool. Overheating or too cool will affect your taste.

The chefs all surrounded him curiously, and Zhou Dong also carefully observed the tempura that Cang Yun exploded.

Because when preparing egg liquid, Cang Yun used thin powder, after the tempura was released from the pot, she looked like a stunning beauty who was bathing, wearing a light-colored silk garment, hazy and transparent.

This tempura is not like the thick batter wrapped in ordinary fried shrimps and fish. After being fried, it can be seen in shape but cannot be seen in color. You can clearly see a prawn about eight centimeters long wrapped in a light-colored dress. The dress is white and slightly yellow, just like a carved of beautiful jade. A prawn inside is slightly red, but not caused by frying, but by the high heat oil temperature, it is made of water vapor, which is heated outside and steamed inside!

This is the tempura, which is essentially different from the ordinary fried chicken, fish and shrimp with batter.

Cai Bo looked at the tempura on the plate, as if he was looking at a beloved treasure. He was not willing to eat it immediately. Instead, he gently picked up the tempura with chopsticks and his eyes fell on the cotton bamboo paper placed below.

"Hey, how is this possible!"

Seeing the piece of cotton and bamboo paper spread on the porcelain plate, the kitchen immediately whispered, and the chefs were full of surprise.

This is because Mr. Shang and Mr. Shang are present, otherwise the chefs would have been unable to help but talk loudly.

For any food that has oil, no matter how much time you spend draining the oil after it is released, there will inevitably be oil traces left behind; for example, frying fried dough sticks, even if they have been released for a few hours, you can try it on cotton paper? There will still be a lot of oil traces left.

After Cang Yun's tempura was released from the pot, it was naturally placed on the mesh rack and drained the oil, but it was definitely not long, and it was probably only less than five minutes. However, after the tempura was picked up by Cai Bo, the cotton bamboo paper below was still as clean as new, without any trace of oil!

No oil!

This is the highest level of fried tempura, and it is also the biggest difference from other fried foods!

"Old friend, it's been a long time since I was gone!" Cai Bo closed his eyes slightly and took a slight bite of Tempura.

"Cha..."

A very subtle crisp sound was heard, and even the onlookers could imagine how crisp this tempura robe was from the chewing sound.

Cai Bo, a tempura expert, ate very slowly, just like an 80-year-old lady chewing food with her only few remaining teeth. Her lips were tightly closed, her cheeks were very careful and turned very slowly, as if she was afraid of losing a trace of delicious food.

The chefs were very anxious. Don’t you like to evaluate food the most? But I’ll say a few words, why doesn’t you finish eating it?

It took Cai Bo ten minutes to finish eating a tempura. He slowly opened his eyes and sighed leisurely: "I finally got it. I thought that after the death of the gentleman in Kyushu, I would never have the chance to see the top 'no oil' tempura again. Even if the son who got his inheritance, he would leave a drop of oil...

Unexpectedly, I didn’t expect that I actually ate the top tempura here again!

Team Leader Zhou, I am actually very worried about you now. Master Kurakura is more beautiful in cooking. I am afraid that it is impossible to surpass Tempura to this level. You shouldn’t agree to use Tempura to compete with her.”

After saying that, he looked at Cang Yun again: "Apart from the deceased gentleman from Kyushu, the island country, there are not many chefs who can have the ability to put oil pans empty-handed in China. Do you think your surname is Cang? Could it be..."

Cang Yun smiled proudly: "Haha, the deceased gentleman Mr. Cai is probably Yukio Kojima from the island country of Kyushu?"

"Oh, you really know Mr. Kojima's name?"

Cai Bo loved food all his life and also praised a skilled chef who could make top-notch food. He would not despise him just because the other party was an islander, so he would sing the title of "Mr." at once.

"How come I don't know?"

Cang Yun sneered: "In order to learn, he once knelt in front of my grandfather's door for a full night in the snowy day!

But what my grandfather hated most in his life was the islander, so how could he accept him as his disciple? It was just because of his sincerity that he allowed him to serve for three years, but he never taught him anything, he just allowed him to watch and do chores.

Unexpectedly, his talent was pretty good, and he learned some basics. After returning to the island country, he became the so-called "Tempura Grandmaster"?

Does Mr. Cai know why I use this island dish when selecting?

I want everyone to know that the root of tempura, one of the three famous dishes in the island country, actually comes from our China!

Even their top tempura master was just a little follower of my Chinese chef back then, and he was not even an ordinary student!"

So that's it...

The chefs who had doubts about Kura Yun's selection of island national dishes suddenly realized that Master Kura had other intentions, so it was no wonder.

Cai Bo widened his eyes and looked at Cang Yun: "You... are the successors of Qiankun's oil hand? This generation of Qiankun's oil hand hand!"

Seeing Cang Yun nodding, the chef on the scene was shocked.

They are all diligent people, who doesn’t know the diligent weapon score? To be arranged according to the new score, Cang Yun’s ranking is still above Team Leader Zhou, so no wonder they are going to challenge it.

In fact, we must follow the rankings on the Qinxing Weapons, and the challenger should be Team Leader Zhou.

Cang Yun nodded: "Yes, I am a descendant of the Cang family, and this generation of Qiankun is a good player.

Team Leader Zhou, you have a good cooking skills and I admire your alcohol tolerance. But this time you are too proud. After all, you are a young man. You have never experienced setbacks and failures, and you don’t know how to play to your strengths and avoid your weaknesses.

If you compare me with other dishes, the result is really hard to say, but since you chose fried food and also made tempura, losing is inevitable.

But it is not embarrassing that you lose to me, and it will not affect your ranking in the Qinxing Weapon Score. Do you think so?"

"Old Zhou, this woman is so crazy, can you bear it?"

After hearing what Cang Yun said, all the people who were diligent in action, including Mr. Yan, all agreed not to speak, obviously agreeing with Cang Yun's statement. Although her words were not humble, everyone thought it was not exaggerated. Compared with this generation of Qiankun, it was better to use fried food. Not to mention Zhou Dong, even if you bring the masters of various cuisines, there would be no win or lose, and there was no suspense.

Shang Qingxiong couldn't bear to listen. Since he had recognized Zhou Dong's cooking skills as the most invincible, he would never believe that anyone could beat Zhou Dong.

What about Qiankun? Even if you have to fight with Qiankun, you have to fight with the captain of Qiankun in one go!
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