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Chapter 300

Cizel took the lead in establishing a character with a word about panacea.

Jiang Tang didn't doubt that he would not understand, so he naturally exchanged his learning experience with Cizel.

"Yes, this is the method my current teacher taught me. Two days ago, I started learning seasoning. The teacher said that Chinese cuisine is not precise and fixed data, it needs to be used to measure different portions under different vegetables. Just like very common potatoes, the degree of ripeness determines the degree of taste. As chefs, we must know this well, whether it is ingredients or seasonings..."

Jiang Tang also learned it seriously and realized how profound the cooking skills are.

This is an industry with very high lower limits and high upper limits.

The common thing is home-cooked dishes.

Anyone can make it, and cooking a handful of noodles is also called a dish.

What is rare is to count the state banquets that are hard to see by ordinary people.

A mere dish of cabbage can still be made in a simple and complex manner.

These differences range from the quality of ingredients to the details.

It's like the same sugar, but not all sugars taste the same.

Different origins and different production methods will show subtle differences at the tip of the tongue.

If the chef thinks that the subtle differences are not to be cared about, when the dishes come out, you will know what a slight difference is.

This is also the difference between top chefs and chefs on roadside shops.

Jiang Tang wants to play the top chef in the TV series.

The heroine Tang Ling appears as a full-level big player. The whole drama tells the story of her overwhelming cooking skills, without showing the process of growth and progress.

What Jiang Tang had to do was to show his calmness from the first second he appeared on the screen.

That is the confidence that can only be generated based on exquisite cooking skills.

Confidence that doesn't even understand basic cooking skills will eventually become a frivolous attic.

It also makes no confidence to say anything the characters in the play say.

So, why would Jiang Tang demand himself at the highest level instead of just learning to be perfunctory?

In addition to her talent, it was her attitude of seeking truth that made Mr. Liu look at her differently and even had the idea of ​​accepting disciples.

Jiang Tang omitted some of these experiences and learned some important things to tell Xizel one by one.

Her speaking speed is neither fast nor slow, and when she tells the story, she is as elegant and romantic as chanting poetry, which is desirable.

Xizel listened seriously and could still distract himself to observe Jiang Tang's serious expression.

Her face is so beautiful...

Why is the skin so white...

The eyelashes are thick and long...

Even the curve of the nose is just right...

——It turns out that one day, Xizel, who was called "I am a beauty ceiling so I can't appreciate the beauty of others" by Western media, would also indulge in the beauty of another person, as if he was immersed in the cat grass. Even the sky spirit cover was so numb that he didn't know the year, month, cold and heat, and his mind wandered in the sea with the ups and downs.

Speaking of Jiang Tang, he keenly noticed Xizel's trance.

“…Cizel?”

"Well, the types of seasonings include salty, sweet, sour, spicy, fresh, and what about?"

Cizel was calm and composed and could not tell that he was still distracted just now.

This skill of using the second use of mind is also a unique skill.

Jiang Tang's gaze stayed on him for a few more seconds.

Cizel blinked innocently at his clear eyes.

"What's wrong?"

He still seemed to be puzzled about why Jiang Tang suddenly stopped talking.

Jiang Tang chuckled briefly and did not expose Xizel's pretending.

But Jiang Tang didn't speak, and Xizel was a little anxious.

He hurriedly approached Jiang Tang: "You just said that you didn't know the taste just now?"

Jiang Tang was surprised and pointed to a row of glass bowls in front of him: "You want to taste this?"

Cizel looked of course: "I want to try it."

Jiang Tang: "There are also powder made of fennel inside."

Cizel didn't know what fennel was.

I immediately nodded shamelessly and said, "That's okay."

Seeing that he insisted, Jiang Tang couldn't resist it, so he had to agree.

However, thinking about the last time that Cizel was so hot that she was almost sent to the hospital by hot pot, Jiang Tang did not directly send the seasoning into his mouth, but instead picked a small bowl filled with star anise and made it into fine powder and handed it to Cizel.

"Smell it first. You don't have to taste the seasonings."

"Yeah?"

Cizel approached the bowl of star anise powder without any knowledge, as if he was professionally tasting coffee beans and fanned the smell of floating on it with his hands.

Then.

A strong, pungent smell that cannot be described in words suddenly rushed into the nostrils and led straight to the sky spirit cap.

"Ah Yeh--"

The star anise powder was flowing with the air flow. If Jiang Tang hadn't avoided it quickly enough, he would have been put into her eyes.

Cizel coughed repeatedly because of choking, and even her eyes were red. She had to be distracted to pay attention to Jiang Tang.

"Are you okay? Cough cough cough... Sorry Cough cough cough..."

The crimson spread all the way up his neck, looking very uncomfortable.

Jiang Tang really didn't know what to say, he was a little helpless and wanted to laugh.

However, she still picked up the water cup beside her as soon as possible and sent it directly to Cizel's lips, allowing him to drink water slowly.

"I said there is fennel, which has a stronger taste."

After finally recovering from the breath, Cizel, who stopped coughing, pressed his chest and asked in a daze:

"Is this really a spice? Not a chemical poison?"

Cizel recalled the smell of the collision between his nose just now and questioned whether the spice could really be eaten into his stomach.

Jiang Tang was amused by him, his eyes raised slightly and his eyes were lit up:

"It's a spice, and it will have a unique flavor when cooked in the pot. However, the star anise produced in this place is indeed more intense than the ordinary star anise."

After hearing what Jiang Tang said, Xizel felt that his dignity seemed to have returned.

Even his waist was straighter, and his face was full of confidence.

"I'll just say it! This star anise is definitely not ordinary!"

Star anise? What is star anise?

Jiang Tang shook his head with a smile.

"Do you still want to drink water?" As he said that, he looked at the water cup that had already seen the bottom of his hand, "By the way, it was too late just now, so I can only give you the water cup I had. I'll change it..."

"No!"

"Um?"

As Jiang Tang looked at him in confusion, Xizer's ears were so hot that it looked very hot, but it was against the redness of the skin that was choking and not obvious.

Just thinking about the fact that he shared a water cup with Jiang Tang, a corner of his heart seemed to be held in a small hand, tight enough to make people unable to breathe.

The common water cup...is considered indirect...

"Cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough!"

Cizel coughed violently again.

Now, the ears were even redder, and the top of the head was so hot that it was almost smoking.
Chapter completed!
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