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Chapter 162 A little show of skill

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    Shen Aojun's beautiful eyes widened, "Brother, please don't lie to me. Can you do this?"

    The corners of Henry Zhang¡¯s mouth raised slightly, ¡°Whether it works or not, you¡¯ll know if you try it.¡±

    He showed a confident smile, took Shen Aojun's hand, and walked towards the back kitchen of the Chinese restaurant.

    The back kitchen of the Chinese restaurant is larger than Henry Zhang imagined, and it is also more professional, with all kinds of kitchen utensils.

    When he opened a barbecue restaurant, Shen Aojun paid special attention to food hygiene.

    Therefore, the back kitchen of the Chinese restaurant is also spotless. Even Henry Zhang clicked his lips twice and said:

    "Sister Jun, you can do it. This kitchen is better than some five-star hotels."

    Shen Aojun shook off Henry Zhang's hand, her pretty face flushed slightly, but she was the proprietress of the restaurant after all, and she had to act like the proprietress of the restaurant.

    "Brother, are you sure you can do it?"

    She looked at Henry Zhang suspiciously, not believing what he said at all.

    Henry Zhang shrugged, "Forget it, since you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do, so let me try it. Then you, the boss lady, will judge whether it works or not."

    Shen Aojun knew that Henry Zhang liked to joke, but this time it didn¡¯t look like he was joking.

    Shen Aojun nodded, he could only treat the dead horse as a live doctor.

    At this time, the chefs in the back kitchen stopped what they were doing and looked at the two people at the door.

    Shen Aojun clapped his hands, asked everyone to come over first, and introduced: "Everyone, this is Henry Zhang. He will make a Chinese dish later. Assistant Chef Zhang, please free up your seat for Henry Zhang later."  .¡±

    The chefs were stunned, especially Zhang Liang. As the sous chef of the Chinese restaurant, he seemed to smell a threat.

    Zhang Liang came over and said politely with a smile: "Hello, my name is Zhang Liang, and I am the sous chef of the Chinese restaurant."

    "I wonder which special chef Xiao Xiaoyou studied under?"

    Henry Zhang blinked and said seriously: "I'm not a chef."

    Not a chef?

    Everyone was stunned again. Why did the chef come to the kitchen and ask him to cook? Isn't this nonsense?

    Zhang Liang looked unhappy. You must know that the chef's stove is specially used, and not everyone is qualified to use their kitchen utensils.

    "Boss Shen, I don't understand what you mean?" As the head chef of a Chinese restaurant, he can protest against some of Shen Aojun's requests.

    Shen Aojun explained: "The Yinzhou God of Cooking Competition is about to begin. This friend of mine knows how to cook, so I want him to try it."

    ¡°Xiao Yang, later you will make one of our Chinese restaurant¡¯s signature dishes, braised lion¡¯s head.¡±

    Zhang Liang frowned and said: "Mr. Shen, even he said it himself, he is not a chef, how can he be allowed to participate in the Master of Kitchen Competition?"

    He changed the topic and continued: "Boy, this braised lion's head is not the kind of dish you often eat at home. We will not do anything to him."

    "That's right!" Some other chefs also agreed.

    In the catering world, the rules are very simple, winner takes all, and only chefs who make good dishes can be respected.

    Shen Aojun was about to say something, but Henry Zhang waved his hand and said: "No need, I am enough alone."

    ¡°You are not ashamed to speak loudly!¡±

    Zhang Liang sneered and said mockingly: "The braised lion head in our Chinese restaurant is not the ordinary lion head you make at home."

    ¡°This dish is divided into seven, seven and forty-nine processes, from the selection of ingredients to the filling of the meat, and finally the cooking. Without the help of three or four people, this dish would not be possible at all!¡±

    The chefs present also nodded. This signature dish was brought here by Zhang Liang. Once it was launched, it was widely praised. Naturally, it is inseparable from the complicated process.

    Even if Zhang Liang does it himself, he still needs more than two helpers to make this dish.

    After all, chefs only have two hands. At the critical moment of cooking, it is difficult to control the heat, and other processes can only be left to others.

    Henry Zhang didn¡¯t bother to explain to them, walked towards the chef¡¯s position, and skillfully selected a piece of high-quality pork tenderloin.

    "Chef Zhang, can this guy do it? He makes braised lion head by himself. I really think he is possessed by the God of Cooking."

    "I see, Boss Shen is just superfluous. Even Chef Zhang doesn't have the confidence to participate in this competition. Why should he be a kid with no hair on his head?"

    ? ?Liang sneered and didn't say anything. He wanted to see how this guy could make braised lion's head.

    At this moment, Henry Zhang had placed the pork tenderloin on one side, and on the other side were various materials needed to braise the lion's head.

    With a whoosh, the kitchen knife flipped several times in the air and landed in Henry Zhang's hand, holding the knife in his right hand and the mallet in his left hand.

    The next second, the mallet and kitchen knife in Henry Zhang¡¯s hand fell on the chopping board like a storm.

    quick!

    too fast!

    Everyone shook their eyes, as if they were hallucinating.

    Zhang Liang was also stunned. Henry Zhang stood straight and his body stood there like a javelin, with only his left and right hands swinging in unison.

    In their eyes, they could only see a faint afterimage. The left and right hands cooperated extremely well with each other. The mallet and kitchen knife fell with a slight gap between the front and back.

    The tenderloin on the chopping board had been cut neatly in less than a minute.

    They were shocked by Henry Zhang¡¯s hand speed. Henry Zhang slapped the chopping board with his palm, and the cut materials flew to the plate aside, and another stack of materials was neatly stacked.

    At the same time, Henry Zhang¡¯s hammering action did not stop at all. This hammering frequency was no longer possible with human hands.

    Zhang Liang's heart sank suddenly, feeling that his position had been threatened.

    However, in front of all the chefs, he still refused to give up and said: "Humph, what's the point? Good knife skills are all. Chefs don't just care about knife skills."

    "That's right, this guy will be so exhausted after cutting meat like this, and he won't even have the strength to shake a spoon after a while."

    Being a chef is not as easy as ordinary people think. Those who really work as chefs will understand that chefs are actually a real physical job.

    If you don¡¯t have a good body, you may not even be able to tip the big iron pot on the stove.

    Ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye, but what shocked everyone was that Henry Zhang¡¯s speed did not slow down, but instead became a few minutes faster.

    ¡°If it were them, they would have collapsed from exhaustion if they cut meat at such a high frequency.

    "Thishow is this possible? How can this kid have such good physical strength?"

    "Damn it, did you grow up eating deer penis? Why don't you know you are tired?"

    ¡°That¡¯s not the most terrifying thing, let¡¯s look at his knife skills!¡±

    Several chefs walked up to Henry Zhang, picked up Henry Zhang¡¯s side dishes, and were immediately surprised.

    The cut off side dishes are as thin as cicada wings, exactly the same size and thickness, just like they were carved out of the same mold.

    Zhang Liang¡¯s face instantly became ugly.

    This knife skill is impeccable, even he may not be able to achieve such good knife skills.

    Shen Aojun¡¯s beautiful eyes were sparkling, and he asked in disbelief: ¡°Xiao Yang, do you really know how to cook?¡±

    The corners of Henry Zhang's mouth turned up, "What's going on here? Let's watch the show next!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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