Crab-boiled chicken is indeed the name of the dish. It has achieved the degree of being a chicken and not a chicken.

Not to mention the condiments are too prominent, and the original ingredients are not shown. Of course it is easy to say, but it is still difficult to cook well.

"Living old, learning old ..." Ding Yuanshan's speech was interrupted by Song Ming.

Song Ming said: "You are young, will you speak?"

"Uh ... I was wrong." Ding Yuanshan said.

Song Ming nodded and said: "Living old, learning old, Xiao Yuan really grasps it perfectly, I still have room for improvement."

Ding Yuanshan looked at his father-in-law as a master, is this the legendary "give you five cents, delete the comment, let me post it?"

This cooking is also worthy of Song Ming's respect. Although Yuanzhou is young, it is an unchanging truth that the master is a teacher.

Before coming, Song Ming had a judgment on Yuanzhou's progress, and now feels that Yuanzhou's changes are really not keeping up.

Just when Song Ming was emotional, the last dish came up. This dish is the one that takes the most time and effort. Babaowo whole duck.

I know it ’s a good thing as soon as I hear the name, and I know that it ’s definitely good without saying anything else.

On the side was a well-regulated red duck lying on a plate, with a slight brown skin and a rich aroma, which added a lot to the dish.

"I have also made this dish, why does it feel different from what I made?" Ding Yuanshan pondered, pondering carefully.

This dish is Song Ming ’s specialty. Ding Yuanshan should not be too familiar with it. It is because he is familiar. He can directly judge the situation of the heat according to the heat and the crispness of the skin. The most perfect duck.

Babaowo whole duck, one can see that the duck can't just look at the surface. The real thing is inside. Even if it is done by Song Ming, you can see there is a small hole in the tail of the duck. Chestnuts are jammed there to avoid running away.

As soon as he saw this dish, Ding Yuanshan's first reaction was to find a place with a different color. He planned to look at the chestnuts. However, he didn't find it. The whole duck was perfectly placed on the plate, without any trace of flaws. So amazing.

Without the taste of glutinous rice, shiitake mushrooms, and ham, how did they get stuffed in? Ding Yuanshan's cooking skills were a bit dazed.

"Look at it and talk about it." Song Ming stared closely at the duck with a serious face.

Use the knife prepared next to cut the skin of the duck directly, don't look at the surface looks crunchy, but as soon as the knife is used, you know that it is not only brittle and tough, but after the skin, it is tender inside, with the knife light Light force, duck meat, duck skin, instantly separated, revealing the contents inside.

Song Ming's knife work is also good, at least the angle of the knife is just right, just right, the surface is cut, and there is no damage to the content inside, really one point deep will cut into the content, shallow one will not cut open.

After the duck is cut, the aroma is even more intense. It is said to be eight treasures. In fact, at a glance, there are no less than ten kinds of materials, each of which looks cooked and translucent, golden cannon chestnuts, orange red shrimp The glutinous rice, which is white and soft, and many other materials, are very rich in content.

And the cut duck meat turned over, and at a glance, the fire was just right, just at the cooked level, both inside and outside, all just right, "It seems that the waste stove is handed over to Chef Yuan. Chef Yuan has this skill. , I do n’t hold it anymore. ”Song Ming has mixed feelings.

Ding Yuanshan is no longer impressed. A series of shocks seems to be used to it?

It looks very shocking, not to mention eating it, whether it is soft and tough duck meat, fresh mushrooms, soft glutinous rice, or powdered lotus seeds. These tastes are very good.

"Chef Yuan's hand is different from our human hand, right? Six fingers?" Ding Yuanshan confirmed his thoughts in his heart. None of these can be done by human beings.

"Goodong"

After drinking the last sip of water in the glass, Song Ming sighed with satisfaction. This meal was really comfortable.

"Let's go, let's go outside and wait until the business hours are over before telling Chef Yuan." Song Ming said.

I don't know when it started. Song Ming has begun to call Chef Yuan, Xiao Yuan or something. I can't think of those perfect and exquisite dishes.

"Okay, Master." Ding Yuanshan responded and went out.

Song Ming was the first batch of them to enter the store, but because the two came with their purpose, they tasted it more carefully. When they came out, some of the third batch of diners entered.

So it didn't take long to wait. After about an hour, the dinner time passed.

Rongcheng has entered the summer, so even at this time, the sky is still showing some white, and not all are occupied by darkness.

Lanterns at the entrance of every shop on Taoxi Road have already started to work, with a slightly blushing light will still leave the last trace of white sky rendering score and graceful.

Yuanzhou sent the last diner away, and then saw Song Ming, who was sitting on the chair over there, and a man in his forties, whom he did not know.

A few steps forward, Yuanzhou greeted politely: "Chairman Song, how did you come to Rongcheng? I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Hahaha, it's been a long time since I saw Chef Yuan's craftsmanship. But usually I should pay more attention to the combination of work and rest." Song Ming was very happy to see Yuanzhou.

"Thank you, but President Song called me Xiao Yuan." Yuan Zhou still respects the old and the young.

"This is what happened in cooking, and Chef Yuan doesn't have to be too humble." Song Ming was very concerned about this.

Seeing the old man was very stubborn, and Yuanzhou did not continue. Anyway, with the four master chefs as the base, and August, they brushed their presence from time to time, and they were still used to it.

"Chairman Song has something to come, please come inside." Yuanzhou greeted the two of them to speak.

Leading President Song to sit down and pouring two glasses of water on the table, Yuan Zhou asked Song Ming about the purpose of their trip.

Song Ming took a sip of water and moistened his throat before he planned to speak. As for the introduction of Ding Yuanshan or something, he felt that his current cooking skills were not worthy of introducing Yuanzhou specifically. It was not a level.

And Ding Yuanshan is obviously very close to numbers, standing silently behind Song Ming and directly acting as an invisible man.

"This time I wanted to hand over the waste stove to Chef Yuan. I am old and I will be the world of your young people. I hope that Chef Yuan will be able to take Cantonese cuisine to a higher position in the future." Song Ming Directly.

The first reaction Yuanzhou heard was that the task was about to be completed, or did it come to you automatically?

"Do you need any competition assessment?" Yuan Zhou asked.

Previously, Lucai Silver Spoons participated in the competition, that is, the sword king plaques were all obtained after Ping Ding Jie Niu. The only thing that passed the vote was only the Sichuan Chef ’s Achievement Award. Now the waste stove is directly given to him, Yuan State feels a little unreal.

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