So what if I, as a chef, make elixirs?

The firepower rose instantly, and in the blink of an eye, the oil temperature rose from 50% to 80%.

Yaochen hurriedly stopped the subordinate who was pulling the bellows.

"Keep the firewood. "

Under Yaochen's control, the oil temperature stabilized at seventy percent.

Yaochen turned to Wang Wei and said.

"The next thing is the point, let's take a closer look at what I'm going to do. "

Wang Wei nodded again and again, his eyes widened, staring at Yaochen's every move.

I saw Yaochen's right hand grab a lump of meat puree, and the palm of his hand closed one by one, and the meat paste scurried around in his hand but did not fall into the plate below.

Yaochen looked at the meat puree in his right hand and dipped it in the oil pan with a spoon with his left hand, which was a layer of anti-stick protective film.

The tiger's mouth in his right hand held a circle, and the three fingers squeezed out a small ball of meat paste with a slight force, Yaochen hurriedly scooped up the meat paste with a spoon, and the squeezed out meat paste became a meat ball of just the right size.

Grab, scoop, and remove the meat. The whole process was like a smooth flow, and Yaochen's movements were fast without the slightest deviation.

"Make sure to get the meat off quickly, and remember to put another layer of grease on the spoon to prevent it from sticking. "

While doing it, Yaochen did not forget to explain some key points to Wang Wei.

Wang Wei, on the other hand, was very clever in holding a hand spoon on the side and gently pushing the meatballs at the bottom of the pot to prevent sticking.

However, Elder Jin was a little skeptical, fried meatballs, a home-cooked dish that almost every family would make.

How exactly does Yaochen make this home-cooked dish into a delicacy that can impress him?

"Okay, it's time to fish it out. "

As soon as Yaochen ordered Wang Wei to take out all the meatballs in the pot and put them into a basin with a mesh sieve.

The

fat on the meatballs dripped down the mesh sieve into the basin below, and the first time the meatballs were only slightly set, and then they had to be fried again.

Soon, all the meat puree in the basin turned into golden and attractive fried meatballs.

"This is just the first time to fry the meatballs, and there will be a lot of fat on the surface of the meatballs, so it will be very greasy to eat at this time. "

At the same time, the inside of the meatballs fried at one time will be relatively dry, because the juices inside are forced out of the body by the high temperature for a long time. "

As he spoke, Yaochen raised the oil temperature to eighty percent again, and at this moment, a large amount of oil smoke began to come out of the oil pot, as if it was about to burn.

"The temperature of this second frying must be high, and the frying time must be short, so that the high oil temperature can hold the excess fat out of the body and achieve a juicy state on the outside and on the inside. "

Yaochen explained while stirring the oil pot, and after Yaochen's words were finished, the meatballs in the pot were fried.

Transferring all the meatballs to another square plate, the crisp-looking meatballs rolled down the plate with an extremely pleasant rustling sound.

Yaochen carefully picked up a meatball and blew it, feeling the temperature drop, and then handed it to Wang Wei.

"Taste it. "

Wang Wei took the meatball and blew it again, obviously still a little hot.

However, after blowing twice, he couldn't help it, and the smell of meat actually invaded his nostrils after blowing.

Rao is a person with great perseverance like him, and it is difficult to resist the dry aroma of this mixture of meat and oil.

"Click!".

Wang Wei was shocked after just one bite.

The crispy texture was something he had never felt in his life, and the juice inside burst out in his mouth like a waterfall.

As the chewing juice and the inside of the meatballs are released, the juice is taken away by the dry shell and squeezed out again by the teeth.

The

already sweet gravy passed through the dry shell and released a fresh aroma that was firmly locked in by the shell.

In the continuous chewing, the juice is released, absorbed, and released, and the oral cavity is stimulated to chew again under multiple cycles.

"It's delicious, it's delicious! Ordinary fried meatballs can be so delicious and delicious, Sanshao is really amazing!".

Looking at Wang Wei's appearance of enjoying himself with his eyes closed, the roundworm in Jin Muyan's abdomen began to lose his temper.

He smiled flatteringly, rubbed his hands and leaned in.

"Hehe, Sanshao, can this pot be used easily?".

Yao Chen naturally knew Elder Jin's intentions, but he also had some evil intentions and planned to trick him.

"Hmm~ This pot, but it amazes me when I use it...... But it's ......".

As soon as Yao Chen's words turned, Elder Jin's originally smiling face suddenly froze.

"Three...... Three less, but what?".

Yaochen laughed and gently stroked the body of the pot that had cooled down.

"Oops~ It's just that the control of this pot is still not smart enough, and I still want to be distracted to control it, it would be nice if this important thing could be improved~".

When Elder Jin heard this, heh, it was actually such a small problem, and he immediately smiled.

"Haha, Sanshao really underestimates the old man, this kind of small problem, the old man can do it with a little modification. "

Yaochen was even happier after hearing this, this little old man actually took the initiative to PUA himself.

"Oh~ So you came to see me this time with a half-finished product?"

Elder Jin's words were caught, and he realized his gaffe.

I said that this pot can still be improved, and soon proved that I didn't do a good job in this pot?

Elder Jin just wanted to slap himself with a big mouth, and he had nothing to do to hurt himself.

"Then the reward doesn't count this time, you say?"

With no way to answer, Elder Jin could only watch as Wang Wei chewed the second meatball with happiness on his face.

However, Yaochen still threw a meatball to Jin Muyan.

Jin Muyan excitedly took the meatball and hurriedly thanked Yaochen.

"Thank you for the reward!".

He sniffed the balls at the tip of his nose, which was completely different from the fried balls he had eaten before, without a trace of fleshy smell.

At the same time, the pleasant dry smell gave him a kind of pleasure that he could feel just by smelling it, which was also completely unknown to him before.

Carefully stuff the meatballs into your mouth and take the first bite.

"Click!".

"The crispy texture and the burst of juice, two different flavors, represent dry and wet respectively, as if the tip of the tongue has become a battlefield at this moment. "

And the protagonist on this battlefield is the shell and inner of this fleshy ball, which is obviously a desperate situation where the lips are dead and the teeth are cold, but they have to face each other with swords. "

"Live, make the other person's juice stained with yourself into the same wet, live, absorb and assimilate the other person's juice into the same dry as yourself. "

"What a conflict, but which class is harmonious, the final survival will only be the integration of the two sides. "

After chewing the meatballs in his mouth, Elder Jin's gushing also stopped.

Yao Chen was a little surprised, he couldn't imagine that such a rude person as Elder Jin had such a delicate and literary side.

"Elder Jin's analogy was really eye-opening to me. "

Elder Jin hugged his fists and said embarrassedly.

"No, no, it's the superb cooking skills of Sanshao that make me feel emotional. Hahaha. "

Elder Jin only felt a sense of comfort from the inside out, and this felt ......

"Hey, what's this pitch-black thing coming out of me?".

Following Elder Jin's gaze, he saw that a trace of inky liquid was oozing from Elder Jin's arm at this moment.

Yaochen hurriedly reached out and dipped some in his hand and rubbed it, the liquid was very slippery, like some kind of grease.

Thinking of the previous medicine, he already understood at this moment that this was cutting hair and washing the marrow!

"Three...... Sanshao, my body is also a little strange!".

Yao Chen looked back, and sure enough, some pitch-black but liquid appeared on Wang Wei's body, but it was lighter than that on Elder Jin's body.

Yaochen hurriedly stabilized the two of them, this washing and marrow removal is not a serious matter, as long as the mucus is washed away in time, it is not a big deal.

After sending the two of them to clean, Yaochen picked up the meat balls in his hand.

"The appearance of two consecutive appearances of washing and removing the marrow shows that this is not an accident, and this onion-like medicinal herb can indeed wash the hair and remove the marrow. "

"Click. "

Stuff a meatball into your mouth and chew it carefully, feeling the sweetness of the juice in the meatball.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed, and Yaochen suddenly understood the crux of the problem.

"It's oil!".

The last time I made scallion pancakes, I fried the scallion oil, but this time it was made into a meat filling, but the inside of the meatballs reacted with the fat of the pork.

In order to test his idea, Yaochen hurriedly took out two portions of shallots and fried them in lard and vegetable oil respectively.

I tried two bowls of scallion oil noodles with two kinds of fat, and let the other two people eat them.

The result was as expected by Yaochen, but there were some discrepancies.

The eaters of the two portions of scallion oil noodles both appeared to wash their hair and cut off the marrow, but the bowl of lard obviously secreted more black mud.

In other words, the key is fat, and lard can enhance the medicinal properties of medicinal materials.

Yaochen happily put away the fried meatballs, and he wanted to inform his father of this discovery.