It is very important to remove the fishy smell, but it is also a very common method. Chefs usually use the three seasonings of onion, ginger and garlic to remove the fishy smell. Peng Bai will naturally do it. Peng Bai even knows when the oil temperature is when putting the three seasonings of onion, ginger and garlic can better remove the fishy smell. However, according to Zhao Fengyun, there should be no ingredients in the finished dish. In other words, this pig brain does not remove the fishy smell by stir-frying in the pot, so there is only one method left - smoke.

During the stir-frying process, the method of smoked is generally used to make smoked dishes. Similarly, the smoked method can also achieve the effect of stir-frying, but the difference in taste is too big. The taste of the smoked food is completely different from the fried food. And more importantly, the color of the smoked food will not be the primary color, but golden or black.

"Use the method of turning the spoon to do it!" Peng Bai quickly found a method. For a year, Peng Bai spent all his time on making food. At that time, Peng Bai had no one to answer his questions. All difficulties and difficulties had to be solved by Peng Bai himself. It was at that time that Peng Bai developed the habit of using his own brain to solve problems.

A spoon is to use two colanders to continuously adjust the food and reverse it so that the food will not be smoked golden or black. Moreover, the spoon process can allow the dish to absorb the taste more evenly.

Pour salad oil into the pan and turn on a seven-minute heat to allow the oil to heat up slowly but layeredly. Let the oil reach seven-minute heat to cook the food. The food cooked with seven-minute heat will not change much in color. The most important thing is that the seven-minute heated oil can completely exude the flavor of the three seasonings, including onion, ginger, garlic, and garlic, and will not change the color of the onion, ginger, and garlic like boiling oil.

"This..." Peng Bai cut the onion, ginger and garlic at the right time and poured it into the oil pan.

Peng Bai increased the fire power casually, and the entire fire quickly made the oil temperature reach its limit. The onion, ginger and garlic kept rolling in the oil pan, and a light fragrance emerged.

Peng Bai used two colanders to pick up a pig's brain, placed it directly above the oil pan, and then used one of the empty colanders to knock the large iron pan heavily.

With a "huh!", the flame and oil came into contact with each other and turned into a larger fire.

"The oil and fire are not black." Peng Bai shouted, putting two colanders at the bottom of the oil and fire, enduring the high temperature brought by the oil and fire, and quickly turning the pig's brain upside down between the two colanders.

Peng Bai did the same movement more than ten times. After each pig brain was burned in oil and fire, Peng Bai would put the pig brain on a plate. After the same movement was completed more than ten times, a plate of crystal-like rockery carved from crystal appeared in front of the ghosts.

Peng Bai turned off the fire, picked up a pumpkin, and the food carving knife flew in Peng Bai's hand. Soon, a small pavilion appeared in front of the ghosts.

"Come and taste it!" Peng Bai felt guilty, but also proudly pointed at the dish in front of him and said to the ghosts. He was guilty that it was the first time that Peng Bai had cooked this famous ancient dish using a production method that was difficult to fully associate with modern cooking skills. He was proud that Peng Bai mastered two cooking methods. Although it was not invented by Peng Bai himself, being able to understand these two methods was a very big improvement for Peng Bai.

A pavilion stands quietly on the mountains, as if prepared for the rest of the passers-by who have worked hard to climb the mountain. The rich fragrance comes to your nose, making people unable to keep their index fingers from moving.

Look at me, look at you, no one wants to use chopsticks to destroy such exquisite dishes.

"Eat! Damn! Do you plan to wait until it is cold when it is made? It tastes the best when it is hot." Peng Bai looked at the ghosts without moving, picked up a chopstick and said to the ghosts.

The ghosts immediately extended the chopsticks in their hands towards the mountains.

"Woooo!" After eating pig brains, the prime minister Tang started to cry. When he cried, Zhao Fengyun and the ghost messengers who had eaten this dish while they were alive also started to cry.

"Not delicious?" Peng Bai put the pig brain held on the chopsticks into his mouth.

As soft as butter, it is melted in the mouth. The pig's brain has a slight spicy taste and an indescribable fragrance. It does not have the astringency and fishy smell of the pig's brain. The rich taste of the chicken soup and bone meal fusion made Peng Bai unable to help but close his eyes to feel this famous ancient dish he cooked himself.

Peng Bai opened his eyes and looked at the crying ghosts. He already understood what these crying ghosts were thinking. A person may enjoy everything when he is alive, but he will not remember these things that once brought them beautiful feelings. These beautiful things are often forgotten as time goes by, but when a ghost eats the best dish he has eaten in the world, the memories of living will reappear in front of him.

Everyone has a wish to die without a settlement, and has something to do without completion. It is a regret that can never be compensated. The official dish of Peng Bai makes them feel as if they are back to their life in an instant, with a lot of joy and sadness coming to their hearts. Crying is a vent, and it is also a kind of gratitude to Peng Bai.

"Okay, I'm still crying when I'm hundreds of years old. After I finish eating, I'll go back to hand in the job! By the way, Brother Zhao, I think the Tang Dynasty is not a bad person. I just miss the delicious food when I was alive. Just give him some punishment. The place in hell is too cruel. If you can, it's better! Even if the punishment is the focus, it's better than never leaving that empty place!" Peng Bai looked at the Tang Dynasty, who was crying like a tearful person, and said to Zhao Fengyun.

"Well! I will report your words to you. As for how to punish him, it depends on his luck!" Zhao Fengyun nodded.

"Okay, brothers, let's set off! Don't forget the skills of my fat brother when I go back. How about we come to find the fat brother when we are on duty in the future?" Zhao Fengyun asked, wiped away his tears.

"Okay!" the ghost officers shouted in unison, then grabbed the Tang Dynasty who looked at Peng Bai with gratitude and disappeared.

"Damn it, okay, you guys come here a few more times and I'm going to go bankrupt." Peng Bai cursed after the ghosts disappeared.

"Fengliu? Fengliu? What are you thinking?" Peng Bai turned around and saw Liu Feng, whose eyes were closed, as if he was enduring the huge pain, and his lips were swollen like sausages, and asked anxiously.

"Woo woo!" Liu Feng opened his eyes, and big tears surged out.

"Damn! Why are you crying? Just sent away a group of snot ghosts, why have you become snot ghosts?" Peng Bai asked depressedly.

"Fuck, I'm just greedy! I just took a sip of chicken soup and it turned out like this. Fatty, do you have anything else to eat? I'm so spicy that it's so uncomfortable!" Liu Feng asked Peng Bai with two sausages on his face.

"Damn, you deserve it if you dare to drink the soup made of three or two red peppers." Peng Bai cursed with a loud laugh.

"Fatty, find me something! I feel so spicy!" Liu Feng grabbed Peng Bai's clothes and begged.

"No……"

"Please."

"No……"

"How about I exchange it with you with a message?" Liu Feng asked with his eyes turned.

"What information?" Peng Bai asked strangely.

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Chapter completed!