It wasn't that Pang Wensheng was belittling himself, but rather that the other party clearly already had his own insights.
The oil used for frying the chicken alone is sesame oil.
He dared to say that not a single chef in the entire galaxy had thought of this.
The chicken stir-fried with sesame oil also has an exceptionally good aroma.
In addition, the cooking time and temperature were just right.
The sauce is rich and savory, and the chicken is tender and flavorful.
He followed Ling Miao's movements in the live stream, his mouth involuntarily opening.
A piece of chicken landed on the tip of my tongue.
It's tender and smooth, with absolutely no fishy smell.
The ingredients she used didn't even have any strong spices to mask the flavor.
The pure aroma of meat fully unfolds on the taste buds.
We lost.
The thought completely crossed Pang Wensheng's mind, and the faint resentment that had lingered in his heart vanished entirely.
The heat, the time, and the amount of ingredients were all precise and controlled perfectly.
Even more so, the chicken, with the addition of sesame oil, has a rich aroma of sesame that makes it irresistible.
It was neither too dry nor too soft.
The perfect smooth texture hits the taste buds, and the aroma is incredibly rich.
Pang Wensheng closed his eyes to feel it carefully, and when he opened them, his eyes were full of complex emotions.
Zhou Ke, on the other hand, didn't think too much about it; she was also carefully experiencing it.
Her lips twitched a couple of times, but when she tried to chew, she found her mouth empty, and she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
"I wish I could taste it myself."
Zhou Ke sighed regretfully.
Pang Wensheng, who was standing next to him, lit up when he heard this.
However, his eyes soon darkened again.
He's been busy lately and hasn't had time to go to Tadar.
Pang Wensheng lowered his head and pondered slowly, thinking with some regret.
"teacher."
A familiar voice came from behind me.
Pang Wensheng and Zhou Ke turned around and saw Zheng Wenrun standing behind them.
Zheng Wenrun looked on with curiosity as he watched his teacher and Zhou Ke sitting together, seemingly watching a live stream.
"Hello, Assistant Zhou."
Zhou Ke nodded and smiled at him.
"You've arrived."
Upon seeing the students arrive, Pang Wensheng did not linger and left with Zheng Wenrun.
Only Zhou Ke remained, still watching the live stream.
However, he stopped after taking only two steps.
Zheng Wenrun stopped and looked at the teacher with a puzzled expression.
But then he turned to Zhou Ke and said, "I almost forgot, what's her name?"
Zhou Ke was taken aback, but quickly realized what he meant and told him the streamer's account name.
Pang Wensheng nodded, then turned his head and continued walking.
Unable to contain his curiosity, Zheng Wenrun asked, "Teachers, what live stream were you watching?"
"A food vlogger."
Tang Wensheng's tone was filled with an unconcealable melancholy and complexity.
Zheng Wenrun paused, then asked curiously, "What kind of food vlogger has made you watch it, teacher?"
"Don't underestimate her, she's so young and she's already...almost as good as me."
During his speech, Pang Wensheng paused, turning his head away so that Zheng Wenrun wouldn't see the embarrassment on his face.
Even at my age, I still need to save face for myself.
Mentioning this inevitably ignited Zheng Wenrun's curiosity.
He snorted coldly and turned to look at his disciple, whom he had previously thought was perfect.
"Why are you coming to call me instead of studying properly?"
Zheng Wenrun felt wronged and quickly explained, "Teacher, I came to you after I finished the homework you assigned, and I wanted to give you my opinion."
He spoke with considerable confidence, and even his face showed a hint of pride.
Pang Wensheng glanced at him sideways, neither agreeing nor disagreeing with his words.
Before watching Ling Miao's live stream, he could still feel proud of his apprentice's cooking skills, but after witnessing Ling Miao's monstrous talent, he found everyone else's cooking uninteresting.
However, seeing the eagerness on his apprentice's face, he didn't say anything.
Geniuses always encounter rivals who are even more extraordinary.
Perhaps even his own apprentices are not his match.
Pang Wensheng glanced at him with a melancholy expression, leaving Zheng Wenrun puzzled.
Seeing that his master didn't say anything, he put aside his doubts and happily took him to taste his newly made hand-shredded crispy chicken.
Pang Wensheng used his chopsticks to pick up a piece of chicken.
First, examine its appearance.
The chicken is first braised and then fried, resulting in a rich and bright color with a slight sheen of oil. After being fried in oil, its aroma is beyond words.
The entire kitchen was filled with a rich aroma.
The aroma of spices and the savory fragrance of deep-fried meat blend together, making it irresistible with just one sip.
He slowly put the chicken into his mouth.
Gently, with a "click".
The chicken skin is crispy, while the meat inside is tender.
Pang Wensheng remained expressionless until the chicken completely melted on his tongue, at which point he unconsciously frowned.
Looking at his teacher's expression, Zheng Wenrun, who was originally full of confidence, was now feeling very uneasy.
Seeing the teacher open his eyes, he asked somewhat impatiently:
How is the teacher?
Despite asking that question, he still had high hopes for the food he made this time, and this crispy chicken was the best he had ever made.
Pang Wensheng nodded, seeing the sudden burst of joy in his apprentice's eyes, but what he said was...
"The chicken skin was too greasy, and the meat inside was a bit too dry."
Seeing his apprentice's stunned expression, he continued, "The spices are too strong, and even the seasoning is too intense."
Pang Wensheng is not usually a strict teacher, but perhaps because of the blow he suffered at Ling Miao's hands today, he has become picky about his students' work.
Seeing Zheng Wenrun's blank expression, Tang Wensheng's expression softened. He seemed about to say something, but then sighed and simply reached out to pat Zheng's shoulder.
"You should also take a look at that streamer I just mentioned."
"Her culinary skills are exceptional..."
Pang Wensheng hesitated, unsure of what words to use to describe it.
He even regretted mentioning Ling Miao.
Perhaps it was because he wanted to save face in front of his students.
After his impulsive outburst, he finally calmed down.
But before he could figure out how to smooth things over, Zheng Wenrun's expression changed. "...Okay, teacher."
The other party verbally agreed, but their expression showed complete dissatisfaction.
Pang Wensheng shook his head, unsure of what to say, and turned to leave.
Zheng Wenrun watched his teacher's departing figure, a hint of resentment finally appearing on his face.
He took out his Star Brain, recalled the name Zhou Ke had mentioned before, and began searching.
A restaurant with a unique flavor.
Unexpectedly, the page redirected to various posts, forums, and accounts.
Zheng Wenrun scrolled up and down the page, and seeing the overwhelmingly positive reviews, a hint of resentment appeared in his eyes.
He might actually have some talent, but in the entertainment industry, he doesn't believe someone can't create hype without any self-promotion.
I never expected that a teacher would believe this kind of thing from the entertainment industry.
Zheng Wenrun was indignant. When he saw that the streamer had opened a restaurant on Tadar Star, which attracted many people to visit, his face showed even more dissatisfaction.
What a scammer!
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