Ah Long blinked his charming, alluring eyes, adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, and asked with a smirk, "How is it?"
He Zhou closed his eyes and awkwardly put down his chopsticks.
He is indeed inferior to the person in front of him.
He lost.
Yu stood up and said, "Ah Long, let's go."
This rookie king has a terrible temper, and his cooking is only so-so.
Such chefs will not go far. Even if they don't come today, they will be blinded by their own arrogance, becoming more and more bloated, and eventually becoming mediocre.
Suddenly, the girl who had been standing silently in the corner laughed and said from behind, "I don't think this big brother's hibiscus pork is very good!"
He Jing's red lips curved into a smile, her tone as nonchalant as her eyes.
Upon hearing this, Yu Tou and A Long immediately stopped in their tracks.
He Zhou stared at He Jing in utter astonishment...
As if afraid she hadn't explained herself clearly enough, He Jing smiled and said again, "I think his cooking is not as good as mine as I am as an amateur. Although my third brother's cooking is a bit extreme, I still quite like what he makes. As the saying goes, it's impossible to please everyone. As long as one dish can satisfy customers who like this style of cuisine, isn't that enough?"
She paused, her eyes shimmering, and drawled, "You all agree, am I right?"
There is no dish in this world that can satisfy everyone's taste; even the best chefs can only satisfy a portion of the population.
A person's taste is determined from birth, and even if it shifts due to various factors later on, it won't be too bad. A person who likes sweet food won't eat bitter food, and a person who likes bland food won't eat spicy food. Therefore, the shortcomings of Hezhou that Yu Tou mentioned are simply unfounded.
Asking a chef under twenty to make dishes that cater to a wide range of people with very different tastes is inherently difficult.
Even for a high-ranking VIP like Jin Tongue or Gold Card holder, such a request is far too arrogant.
Sorry, He Jing just can't stand seeing He Zhou being bullied.
Hearing He Jing's words, the middle-aged man's serious face finally showed a hint of interest. He turned to look at He Jing and asked, "Little girl, do you know who I am?"
He Jing blinked her beautiful eyes, showing no fear whatsoever: "No one can be unreasonable."
Upon hearing this, Yu Tou chuckled and pointed at Ah Long with his finger: "Disciple, you've met your match."
Ah Long smiled, raised an eyebrow, and said, "I'll wait and see."
He Jing walked to the kitchen counter, put on the hat that He Zhou used to wear, tied her hair into a low ponytail and gathered it behind her, and then washed her hands.
Yu Tou and A Long then sat back down at the table.
He Jing then removed the heads and tails from the remaining shrimp, peeled them, chopped them up, and then shaped them into meatballs by hand. This feat left the three people present speechless.
Both Ah Long and He Zhou followed the recipe for hibiscus pork meticulously. Even when they made improvements, they only focused on the details. Did He Jing intend to create her own recipe?
Soon, their idea was confirmed. He Jing chopped up the remaining pork tenderloin, shaped it back into slices, and marinated it in just two minutes.
No……
It's less about marinating and more about seasoning, like seasoning dumpling filling; you just grab it a few times with your hands and it's perfectly even.
Then, she shaped the pork fat into small pieces and fried them in a pan. The freshly fried pork fat pieces only slightly changed color on the surface, rather than turning golden brown. Next, she stuffed the pork fat pieces into the shredded and reassembled pork tenderloin slices and shrimp paste shaped like shrimp meat, and put them back into the pan. She immediately turned the gas stove to its highest setting, and the flames leaped up vigorously.
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