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Chapter six hundred and fortieth chapter finally no loss

Of course, Qian Chen knew better than anyone else that such beef was made into steak, even if he tried his best to get down... the chef could not break through the quality of the beef itself.

So a little change is needed here.

Qian Chen washed the beef directly and threw it on the chopping board, then his legs formed an inner horoscope and stretched his arms forward...

Just when Altman and Mike Brown were puzzled.

Bang! Bang!

Qian Chen punched like lightning and hit the beef heavily. Under the rapid impact, the beef shook like an electric shock.

Qian Chen kept fisting, falling on the beef like raindrops. In less than half a minute, the beef was beaten into a meat paste by him.

"Chinese Kung Fu!"

Altman and Mike Brown couldn't help but exclaim.

Qian Chen stretched out his finger and pinched it on the meat paste, nodding with satisfaction.

The meat paste produced by using Wing Chun punch is scattered in shape but not in spirit. The meat paste made of such meat paste has a strong taste and elasticity. Maybe it can be played as a table tennis ball.

Moreover, the gravy inside was not lost, and the flavor was completely stimulated by constant beating.

Qian Chen first put the beaten beef paste aside and set aside.

Then Qian Chen washed the onions, carrots and mushrooms, peeled and stalked them, and then threw them gently into the air.

A silver thread suddenly flashed in the air.

When onions, carrots, and mushrooms fall down, they turn into mud.

Qian Chen poured the cut vegetable paste into the beef paste, and then added sea salt, soy sauce, black pepper, and a little honey to season, and then stir all these ingredients together.

Qian Chen grabbed the mixed beef filling and fist-sized piece, wrapped a little cheese in the center, and then pinched the beef filling into a meat patty that was as big as a palm and a finger thick.

Then Qian Chen turned on the stove and threw a small piece of butter into the pan.

Under high temperature, the butter cubes melted quickly and white oil bubbles began to appear on the bottom of the pan.

Qian Chen flipped his wrist and the beef patty slid lightly into the pan without any trace of oil.

The beef patties with moisture broke in, and the pan immediately boiled, making a hissing sound.

When Qian Chen felt that one side had been frying almost, he didn't need a shovel and shook his wrists directly. The oil, gravy, and beef patties in the pot followed and turned it lightly into the pan.

Fifteen minutes later, Qian Chen's supermarket special price Zhixin beef patty was fryed.

But this dish has not been completely completed.

Qian Chen prepared the meal plate, put a piece of lettuce leaf under the meal plate, and then served the beef patty on the lettuce leaf.

Then Qian Chen took out the fresh blueberries, washed them, pasted them, added sugar and lemon juice, put them in a pot and heated them slightly to make fresh blueberry sauce.

Then Qian Chen packed the blueberry sauce on a small plate and placed it next to the beef patty.

Qian Chen put the salad dressing on another plate and placed it next to the beef patty.

Finally, Qian Chen used red pepper, garlic, tomato sauce, fish sauce and lemon juice to make Thai sweet spicy sauce, which was also placed on a small plate.

Soon, his cooking was finished.

I saw a piece of beef patty that looked like new green leaves, with a brown appearance and a little orange-red grains on the surface, and steamed hot beef patty. Next to the beef patty, three identical carved ceramic plates were served with blue-purple blueberry sauce, pure white salad dressing and orange-red Thai sweet spicy sauce.

At the same time, a wonderful fragrance came from the kitchen counter opposite Qian Chen, which made people's index fingers tremble.

Obviously, Owen's cooking was completed.

"Then, let's go to the tasting session."

When Altman saw that both of them had prepared the dishes, he immediately announced.

"no problem."

“OK!”

Both nodded at the same time to agree.

At this time, Qian Chen found that Owen beside him was staring at him, and Qian Chen smiled at him.

"snort!"

But Owen replied with a cold snorted full of anger.

He looked at the pieces of fantasy ingredients on his plate that were more expensive than gold, and then looked at the plastic wrap on Qian Chen's kitchen counter with eye-catching discount slogans posted.

The already surging anger in my heart was like adding fuel to the fire.

I tried my best to bring out all my favorite dishes, but you used a supermarket discount to fool me!?

You should be despised if you look down on others!

Qian Chen shrugged.

It seems that this time my teammate is a black buddy with an explosive temper - a culprit thought in his heart without knowing it.

At this time, Altman and Mike Brown looked a little weird.

Irving's cuisine is a bunch of barbecue of different styles. Although it looks fancy, the fragrance comes in from the nose, making people unable to help but move their index fingers.

But look at Qian Chen’s dishes, the appearance is gorgeous and the plate is exquisite. But, look at the thing on the plate! Isn’t this the burger steak sandwiched into the burger?

As Americans, they eat this thing almost every day and they are almost vomiting. OK?

Qian Chen's burger lined up for them, which was like a pure gold carved jewelry box inlaid with gems, but it contained a glass bead for children to play with!

Altman suddenly felt very tired.

It would be fine if I chose a second-class player who was unrestrained, but now the top scorer who is highly anticipated is also a weirdo who likes to make trouble.

No wonder he always feels that his hairline seems to be getting higher again every morning when he wakes up. It turns out that it is not his illusion at all!

"Ahem! Why don't we try Qian Chen's dishes first? I think this burger is very good."

Mike Brown was trying to smooth things over.

Try it first, and it is recognized as having certain advantages in the food halberd competition.

Mike Brown was obviously afraid that Qian Chen would not be able to get out of the market because he was afraid of tasting. After all, the taste impact brought by fantasy ingredients is much stronger than that of ordinary ingredients.

Qian Chen waved his hand.

"No, let's start with Owen's cooking."

Looking at Qian Chen's confident look, Altman and Mike Brown looked at each other and both noticed the helplessness in each other's eyes.

Since it is a private discussion of food and halberds, there are not so many things to pay attention to.

Altman and Mike Brown picked up a skewer of barbecue from Irving's plate and started to try it out.

When he took the first bite, Altman's eyes lit up.

Experts will know if there is any one.

The string in his hand is the flesh.

The perfect heat makes the tender and juicy flesh, after being roasted by apple charcoal, stained with a faint apple aroma. The barbecue aroma emitted by the flesh pulp, combine to form one, raging in Altman's mouth like a storm.

Just a rookie who has just joined the NCA, can be said to be quite outstanding at this level.

At this level, any team can be cultivated as a cornerstone of reconstruction.

I finally didn't lose after spending such a big price.
Chapter completed!
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