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Chapter 68 The true meaning of cooking

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The slurry pee pills jointly launched by Goose Head's Jianji Food Stall and Turkey's Xianghe Food Stall have begun to be launched to the outside world. None of the brothers were idle and joined the opening ceremony planned by Stephen Zhou.

However, these have nothing to do with Luo Tai. These days, Luo Tai has been crazy about how to prepare the soup of marinated beef and the seasonings of stir-fried shrimp and frozen shrimp.

The mission requires Luo Tai to make the most delicious peeing beef pills within seven days, which is not an easy task.

If Luo Tai had drawn the eighth level of cooking skills, maybe this task would not require the help of Stephen Zhou. Luo Tai could complete it himself, but Luo Tai only drew a cassock, which would not help him in making peeing beef pills.

Although Luo Tai helped Stephen Zhou successfully make an extremely delicious peeing beef pill and matched the two major forces of Turkey and Goose Head, the system rewarded him more than 100 merit values, but these merit values ​​combined with his original remaining merit values ​​are not enough for Luo Tai to participate in another lottery, which also made Luo Tai break the idea of ​​getting cooking skills from the system.

Since there is no other way, Luo Tai can only try his best to learn Stephen Zhou's cooking skills in order to complete the task.

Fortunately, he does not need to become a top chef. According to the requirements of the system, as long as Luo Tai can make the best pee beef pills, even if he completes the task, Luo Tai is obviously in the stage of leading the master's loneliness in the process of hammering beef minced beef and cutting pee shrimp. What he has to do now is to thoroughly master the boiling of secret soup and the stir-frying of shrimp meat frozen.

For three consecutive days, Luo Tai basically ate and slept in the operating room, and never came out. I don’t know how many secret soups he made. Even after turkey and goose head, they all said that there was basically no difference from what Stephen Zhou made. Then Luo Tai brought a bowl with confidence to let Stephen Zhou taste it.

As a result, after only one pill, Stephen Zhou smiled and patted Luo Tai's shoulder and said, "Brother, what you made this time is much better than last time. If you leave me and go out solo now, you don't have to go to the pig farm to make pig food. With your current skills, you can go to the police dog base to feed the dog!"

Stephen Zhou's words made Luo Tai's face turn red. If he hadn't tried his best to hold it up, maybe a powerful King Kong kicked out, Stephen Zhou would have to sit in a wheelchair to cook in the future.

"Brother Zhou, I have tried what I made to Sister Chicken. They all said that they could not taste the beef balls you made with, but why do you still think that the beef balls I made were not authentic enough?" Luo Tai finally asked Stephen Zhou without giving in.

Stephen Zhou slapped Luo Tai with his nostrils and said disdainfully: "Brother, it's not that I deliberately found fault for you. If the dishes are divided into ten levels, then most top chefs can make dishes to nine levels. As for why there are so few chefs who make grade 10 dishes? It's not because no one knows the recipe, but because no one can accurately control the taste to just right!"

Speaking of this, Stephen Zhou smiled at Luo Tai, mysteriously leaned into Luo Tai's ear and said, "I am a person who rarely misjudged people, but I misjudged Tang Niu at the beginning, but he slapped me hard, which almost made me unable to turn over again. Fortunately, I met you, but I must admit that I misjudged you at the beginning. Judging from your sword power, I thought you could become a food god who surpassed me in the future, but now it seems that you have no talent in taste. In fact, you are really just a little bit short of it!"

Luo Tai squatted on the ground with his head in his arms, thinking hard, where was he a little worse? Is it as Stephen Zhou said that his sense of taste was so bad that he never made a pissing beef pill that could surpass Stephen Zhou?

No!

Luo Tai's stubbornness surged up, and the old saying goes: As long as you have a deep skill, you can grind an iron rod into an embroidery needle. The same should be true for cooking. As long as you have mastered the skills, there will be no bad dishes. Just a peeing beef pill, Luo Tai has mastered all the secret recipes of Stephen Zhou, and he will definitely succeed.

Luo Tai plunged into the operation room, and three more days passed.

Without Stephen Zhou's judgment, Luo Tai knew that he could not compare to him, because if Luo Tai had made a peeing pill that surpassed Stephen Zhou within these three days, the system should have prompted him to complete the task. Since there has been no prompt so far, Luo Tai was really discouraged.

There are still a few hours left, and the seven-day deadline is coming. Luo Tai feels that he has done his best, but he didn't expect that this time the task really cannot be completed.

He threw the fried spoon in his hand on the table dejectedly, and Luo Tai stood up and stretched, "Oh, let's accept his fate."

"Finally deflated?"

Stephen Zhou walked in from outside the operating room with two glasses of red wine in his hand, handed one of them to Luo Tai, and said with a smile: "You are more persistent than I thought. It's been six days since you were willing to throw away the fried spoon. I think you shouldn't be able to hold on until yesterday."

Luo Tai took the wine glass and drank it all, sat down on the ground, lowered his head and ignored Stephen Zhou.

Stephen Zhou squatted down next to Luotai and whispered: "Do you know that the pee beef pills you made have never been as delicious as I did? Because you have never been attentive."

Luo Tai raised his head and asked in surprise: "Not attentive? I have worked so hard and done it with all my heart. You actually said I was not attentive? Have you ever seen me not specialized?"

Stephen Zhou laughed loudly.

"What I mean by attentiveness is not to make you concentrate, use, and heart. The most important thing is this heart. When cooking, do you think about how you make this dish? Have you put all the feelings in your heart into it? For example, when you are cooking shrimp soup, you cannot just treat shrimp soup as a dish, but imagine that you want to use this shrimp soup to give to your favorite person. As long as this, you will put the seasonings in the most appropriate time. Only the dishes you make at this time will be the best dish."

"Give the prepared dishes to your favorite person?" Luo Tai repeated Stephen Zhou's words blankly, and his body involuntarily came to the stove. According to the movements he had been used to in the past few days, he began to make secret soup again.

During this cooking process, Luo Tai kept wondering who is his favorite person?

When Luo Tai sprinkled the seasoning into the wok, Liu Yifei's pretty face was clearly revealed in the steaming smoke. As the smoke floated, Liu Yifei seemed to nodding to Luo Tai frequently. In Liu Yifei's affectionate gaze, Luo Tai actually read a hint of responsibility. Liu Yifei was clearly blaming Luo Tai. Since the two parted, why did Luo Tai think of Liu Yifei so little time?

In this way, Luo Tai unknowingly made a pot of secret juice soup with fragrance.

Stephen Zhou came over and dipped his fingers in his mouth with a trace of soup ingredients. After carefully savoring the taste, he shouted: "Okay! This pot of soup ingredients is well cooked! It's basically the same as what I cooked."

Luo Tai looked at the rising water vapor in a daze until it disappeared in the air. Then he turned his head and said to Stephen Zhou: "Brother Zhou, I finally felt what you said about cooking with the heart. It turns out that this is the mystery of what you are called the God of Food!"

Stephen Zhou looked at Luo Tai's happy face, nodded with a stern face and said, "Good brother, you have understood it!"

Before he finished speaking, Stephen Zhou suddenly burst into laughter, collapsed on the ground with his stomach in his arms, laughing until his limbs twitched, looking like he was about to return to heaven.

Luo Tai didn't know what was wrong with Stephen Zhou, and he was still a little busy for a while.

After Stephen Zhou laughed enough, he sat cross-legged on the ground, looked up at Luo Tai and said, "Silly brother, why do you really believe in cooking with the heart? That was the reason why I made a mistake in the award speech after winning the title of God of Food. Your cooking problem is that you imitate me too much. Almost learned every move I did when cooking, this is not OK. The words I fooled you just now were to divert your attention and make you forget to imitate me when cooking. Only when you have your personal cooking techniques can you truly learn my cooking skills."

"Have you ever seen people who use bull pills to compete for the title of God of Food? No, low-level dishes are low-level. What kind of tricks do you make with bull pills is not as good as a bowl of shark fin soup made by others. Do you understand?"

After saying that, Stephen Zhou laughed so hard that he almost cramped.
Chapter completed!
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