And Ye Chen’s practice also made everyone mistakenly think that he had the same mentality as Famol.

So invisible, Famol actually felt a burst of pressure.

Open the oven and adjust the foie gras oven to 140 degrees for 50 minutes, which means that most of this hour is spent in the oven.

If it wasn't for Famol's preparation of the pickling process in advance, it would take at least three hours to make a traditional foie gras.

When the oven was in operation, Famol began to prepare various ingredients, took out a large apple and peeled it to the core and sliced ​​it, smashed the flour, and fry the apple to golden brown with medium heat.

Then take out the carrot and eggplant slices and set aside.

Foreigners like to put fruit and cooked food together to eat, which can play a role in removing greasy.

When he was busy with the heat, the pickling of Ye Chen was completed.

"Prepare the ingredients, ginger, diced green pepper millet ~"

Ye Chen, while playing with his mobile phone, shouted at several people in the garden, and this chef's costume was full of demeanor.

And the people who got the orders were also busy, and they all learned these things, and they did it at the same time.

Although it is only a few simple preparations, the cooperation of this team has been shown to everyone, giving people a way to do their jobs and do their own work.

When they were ready to finish this, they only took a few minutes to look at the time, and half an hour before they arrived. Ye Chen waved at them and continued to play with the phone.

"This is what Mr. Chen Hao is doing? How is it like the last dish, people can't understand it."

"If you don't understand, you're right. If you understand, you are a great-level chef!"

"Yes, that is~ Who did you understand the roast duck just now? It’s a **** thing, it’s not like it. If you think about it, you will drool."

The bodyguards and onlookers around have whispered, as if Ye Chen’s practice was the real chef’s demeanor, and he was busy with the enthusiasm of the law, and everyone had a kind of kitchen **** and beginners in the contest. a feeling of.

"Anthony, the last time you went to China to eat this taste?"

Prandt’s face no longer regained his previous arrogance, and he ran a smile on his face and asked Anthony.

"Mr. Plante, this time I went to China, I really did eat Chinese food. I have a good aftertaste. I want to look forward to it every day, but I didn't eat roast duck. This roast duck is also the first time to eat."

Anthony certainly knows what Prandt asked, because Prandt only ate this roast duck.

"Hey, this China is really a magical country. It was only a few decades ago that it was made by the coalition forces of various countries. How long has it been? There is a tendency to transcend the beauty of the United States, and it will not be acceptable or disobedient."

Prandt sighed with a sigh, which made several politicians around him look at him with some surprise.

This is the first time I heard this from Prandt's mouth, but there is a vague and discouraged tone.

"Nothing, Mr. Plante, even if China's development is fast and strong again, as long as we master this weapon, we can guarantee a hundred years of dominance!"

Anthony grinned his hand and whispered to Prandt, and when he said this, he looked around with vigilance to avoid being heard by others.

And looking around, it was still the same, Anthony breathed a sigh of relief.

However, what he did not notice is that Ye Chen, who is in the mobile game, stopped his finger for a second!

"Well, talk less."

After listening to Anthony's words, Plante also breathed a sigh of relief. Indeed, as long as the weapons are mastered, they can be mass-produced. They are still theirs that day!

auzw.com A few people talked like this. When there was still 10 minutes, the oven suddenly sounded awkward.

Goose liver is baked!

However, at this moment, Ye Chen also put the phone down and suddenly stood up and came to the stove.

Hum~

Heat the hot pot, pour the olive oil, add the onion, **** and garlic, and start!

Ye Chen’s own cooking has finally been staged~

Famol carefully took out the baking tray and looked at the time with the corner of his eye.

There was a sneer in my heart, and this Chinese buddy was forced to pretend.

Can ten minutes be more than a delicious one?

Next he will put the foie gras into the frozen layer!

Let it start to cool down quickly, and a special thermometer is placed in the foie gras to measure the exact temperature of the foie gras.

When the temperature drops to 38 degrees, it is taken out and sliced, ready to be placed on the plate!

哐当~哐当~

Just as Famol looked confident and held the plate in the freezer, the sudden sound of the sound scared him to almost throw the plate.

"I rely on, this is the pot of cooking! This height, even a trace of soup did not leak, all were caught."

"And you look at Mr. Chen Wei's look and movements, and he is free and easy to do. He feels that it is a simple matter."

"This is definitely a great god. Only when you return to the real cooking skills and skills can you do such a heavy weight, it is amazing~"

Fammore turned his head and listened to the praises around him, and looked at Ye Chen’s abacus.

"I am going to go, maybe he can really make a delicious meal in ten minutes! But my carefully prepared foie gras is definitely not bad!"

In the eyes of Famol, there was a fight, and the baking pan was put into the freezer with both hands, and the sauce was started.

As long as the foie gras is cooled and sliced, pour the sauce, this dish will be fine!

System word: Please keep this speed, the host will get the maximum effect, and the game will be completed in two minutes. . .

"Hey, whoever wants to force it, you can’t say it well."

Ye Chen’s pot was almost thrown out because of the intrusion of the system, and then a black line yelled at the system.

The crowd was waiting in this anxious wait, watching the two sides show their cooking skills, even the princes and other politicians were squatting, holding their hands on the table, necking forward, sniffing the sudden coming from the air. aroma.

"Good fragrance, this is the aroma from Mr. Chen Yu’s pot, so tempting fragrance~"

"Isn't it, just smelling it, there is a feeling of floating, if you can eat a bite, what is the taste?"

“Is this Chinese cuisine so fragrant? I feel that this pig liver is better than the previous roast duck in the aroma.”

All the people around him looked at Ye Chen, who was not eager to stir up the dishes in the pot. No one was concerned about this handsome guy!

"I rely on, usually these eyes are cast to me!"

Famol’s heart was angry and then looked up at the time.