While frying, Yu Hui calmly used chopsticks to shape the carp.
It was shaped into an arc, as if it were leaping over the Dragon Gate.
Guo Miao watched from the side, her eyes wide open.
Holy crap!
Isn't Hui'er afraid of getting oil splashed on her at all?
She muttered to herself.
Guo Miao had made this dish at home before, so she naturally knew how difficult it was to make.
Sweet and sour carp.
Of all the home-style dishes she's made, this one is among the most difficult.
The process is complicated, the oil temperature is difficult to control, and it's hard to keep the carp in its original shape.
She did it several times.
The carp were all lying down, and she got splashed with oil several times.
It was a nightmare!
Guo Miao looked at the pot full of oil and subconsciously took a few steps back.
"Hui'er, aren't you afraid of getting splashed with oil?" she asked curiously.
"No, don't worry," Yu Hui replied without changing his expression.
Guo Miao was completely dumbfounded upon hearing this.
What's the meaning?
Are you an oil god who can control oil from splashing all over you?
Guo Miao frowned and asked again, "Why can't you?"
Yu Hui smiled and said, "Before I coated the fish with flour, I made sure to wipe all the water off the fish with kitchen paper."
"Besides, I evenly coated every corner of the fish with flour."
Upon hearing this, Guo Miao's mouth formed an "o" shape.
She stood there stunned for a few seconds before she came to her senses, staring blankly at the afterglow, as if she were thinking about something.
"Wow, there are so many intricacies to cooking!"
At that moment, Guo Miao finally understood.
Why do I always follow the steps exactly?
But the taste is never very good.
The details weren't handled well!
If Yu Hui had been half as meticulous, the taste would probably be perfect!
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