Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 756

Chapter 756

The middle-aged man heard someone calling third uncle, the clear and pleasant voice, it must be his niece Zeng Mei, turned around and said with a smile: "You little girl, have you come here to eat mutton again? Don't tell me in advance, your old man Hello uncle, who is this?"

The kindly middle-aged man turned his head and before he could finish speaking, he saw a handsome young man beside Zeng Mei. He should be around the same age as Zeng Mei, but this face seemed familiar.

Zeng Mei walked up to the third uncle, and said coquettishly, "Oh, I brought a friend over for dinner today, and he said he wanted to see your kitchen, so I brought him here! Besides, do you know who he is?"

"Who? This kid looks familiar!" Uncle San was a little puzzled. This kid really looked familiar. Could it be that he had seen him before?

"Oh, why did you forget, the last time I watched a documentary at home, weren't you over there? The protagonist I watched was him! Yang Song!" Zeng Mei reminded her third uncle who helped her.

The latter quickly remembered it, and as soon as he slapped his head, he immediately remembered it, and shouted at Yang Song in surprise: "It turned out to be you! You are the Huahua Dumpling!"

What the hell?Yang Song was stunned, why are you making dumplings?Don't I have a name?But Yang Song didn't care. He walked up and said embarrassedly: "Sorry, I'm just curious for a while, I just want to come in and have a look."

"It's okay, it's okay, we are all colleagues, it's normal to want to take a look, if I go to your restaurant for dinner, I will also want to take a look!" The third uncle seemed to be a nice person, with a simple and honest feeling. Yang Song's attitude is very good, but there is something wrong with his eyes.

Yang Song didn't know how to understand this look, so he had to introduce himself: "Hello, my name is Yang Song, I don't know what to call uncle?"

"Oh! My name is Sun Yanglin. My friends call me mutton mutton. You can just call me Uncle Sun!" Sun Yanglin looked very kind, laughed and joked.

But let’s get down to business, there’s really nothing interesting in the back kitchen of the mutton side, but Sun Yanglin can be regarded as an old man in the catering industry. He has been in contact with this mutton restaurant since he was a child, and his father has passed it down for more than 30 years. So he could somewhat understand Yang Song's thoughts.

"Xiao Yang, I know what you're thinking, but the back chef of our mutton restaurant doesn't really have much to say. If you want to see it, just watch how I cut mutton! Xiao Wang, let me go, this Let me get the sheep on my head!"

Sheep with brains?Yang Song was taken aback, and quickly looked at the cutting board. There happened to be a piece of mutton on it, fat and thin, with a clear snowflake texture. It really looked like a sheep's brain, no wonder it was called a sheep's brain!

When I saw Sun Yanglin before, I felt like the uncle next door, that is, after dinner every day, I sat at the door with a cattail fan and chatted with the neighbors, wearing a big white vest and shorts. , It's just that after picking up the knife now, the whole person's momentum is different.

It was a feeling of concentration, and Yang Song, who was a chef, could feel this feeling immediately. If ordinary people looked at it, they would only think that this uncle is so professional!

knife!Yang Song noticed that this knife was different from his own set of knives, which had everything from vegetable knives to bone chopping knives, but he had never seen such a knife.

The length of the knife is about 30 centimeters. Yang Song's visual inspection is not so accurate, but it is longer than his own fish-killing knife, but the width is much wider than his own fish-killing knife. It looks like a self-made knife Same.

Sun Yanglin also noticed that Yang Song was looking at his own knife, which he just took out from a box in the drawer. , it looks like it should be maintained regularly.

"This knife was forged by my father himself by a friend. It is purely handmade and the quality is top-notch. Another point is that after passing it down over the years, no matter what the current knife is, I still like this knife. Go easy."

Yang Song nodded. Sure enough, this knife was forged by himself. No matter what kind of work he needed to use, the one he prepared would be the most convenient, no wonder.

However, the set of knives on Yang Song's body, although there are so many varieties, but in fact, Yang Song does not use many, and many kinds of knives have never been used. Yang Song usually uses two knives, Slicing knife and fish killing knife.

Slicing knife, because of the material, there is absolutely no need for Yang Song to use a bone-chopping knife, only a slicing knife is enough. This material is not like the one on the earth at all. No matter how you cut it, the sharpness is still exactly the same as before. , quite comfortable to use.

Huaxia chefs, there is a good saying, a knife can change the sky, we are not like foreign chefs, we have to prepare a special box for cooking, all kinds of knives are placed in it, we Huaxia is a A knife, no matter what it is, can handle it quite well.

As for the fish-killing knife, Yang Song has never seen it before. When helping his parents kill fish at home, he used an ordinary kitchen knife at home. Later, after he got a fish-killing knife, he used it to scrape fish scales and cut fish. Belly, a lot more convenient, so that is to use these two knives.

At this moment, Sun Yanglin was concentrating on dealing with the mutton head in front of him with the knife dedicated to slices of mutton. Yang Song noticed that in order to cut it as thin as a cicada's wings, he did not cut it twice as in the legend, but cut it twice. The knife slowly slides up and down until the mutton is cut to the bottom, then suddenly stops, and then cuts again.

Yang Song took a closer look, and probably realized a little bit in his heart, it turned out to be like this!If it is cut across the board, the speed will be very fast, and the thickness will be difficult to control at that time, maybe it will be cut thicker, and at that time, it will affect the taste of the mutton.

Don’t think that mutton is sliced ​​so thinly for the purpose of saving mutton. Actually, it’s not. The mutton is calculated according to the calculation, not frozen mutton. On the plate, everyone can tell at a glance how many are on a plate.

After cutting several pieces in a row, Yang Song finally couldn't bear it anymore, and wanted to try it himself, so he asked, "Uncle Sun, can I try it?"

(End of this chapter)