"Unfortunately, I don't have any interest in this"

Zhou Yi smiled and shook his head.

"Oh, that's such a shame. But please try my foie gras, maybe it will change your mind."

Seeing Zhou Yi scooping a spoonful of foie gras into his mouth and chewing it carefully, Henry said with some pride: "Zhou, I know Chinese kung fu and folk arts, and Peking Opera is the best; but when it comes to food, any country has

You can't beat France, not even Italy. Your talent in winemaking can be compared with my talent in painting. It would be a pity not to be a winemaker. Maybe you have some misunderstandings. The top winemaking in French wineries

Masters do not work for others, they are often the major shareholders of the winery, or even one of the owners."

After listening to Henry's deception, Zhou Yi just smiled. What was Henry's idea and he still didn't know? This guy probably met the owner of a certain winery when he was working as a painter. Now that he saw that he had a talent for winemaking, he sized up the general.

He sold it himself so that he could get some benefits from it and pay off some gambling debts, cigarette debts, etc. However, this old man is still too young and is not qualified to be a human trafficker.

“The foie gras is pretty good.”

With Zhou Yi's level of appreciation, even if it is something he has never eaten before, he can know how well it should be cooked, how well the cook has done it, and how skilled he is.

If the full score is ten points, Henry's overall score of foie gras will probably be five or six points. This is already not easy. Zhou Yi's ten points refers to the realm of the God of Cooking. If he can get five or six points, he will be the chef of some small restaurants.

It's a good level. It seems that this guy really has some talent and spirituality, so he is not completely hopeless.

"Of course, this is the specialty of Mr. Louis, the Parisian cooking master. Anyone who has eaten it will be intoxicated."

Hearing Zhou Yi's praise, Henry's eyes suddenly lit up and he felt that there was something right about the matter. He immediately hit the snake and followed the stick and said: "Zhou, it's about the winery."

"Master Louis taught you this dish personally?" Zhou Yi smiled slightly and said: "Didn't he tell you that the smell of foie gras is very annoying, if it is not handled well enough, even if you use ten pounds of oranges, it will not have the effect.

Does it have any effect?"

"Oh, Zhou, you don't understand that the liver of any animal will have a fishy smell. Because no one can perfectly handle the vascular nests on the liver; and as long as this fishy smell is controlled within a certain range, it will become a kind of fishy smell.

It has a special and attractive taste, just like seafood. If it’s not fishy, ​​it won’t taste good.”

Henry laughed and explained to Zhou Yi in a lecturing tone.

"Yes, Xiao Yi, isn't foie gras like this? And the fishy smell of foie gras is much better than that of pork liver."

Zhou Qianqian did not side with Zhou Yi this time. She often went to Western restaurants to eat in a fashionable manner in China. Naturally, she knew that fishy taste was also a unique taste, just like bloodshot steak. Otherwise, it would not be authentic enough.

Even Zhou Maotong and his wife nodded repeatedly. They had lived in France for more than a year, and their daughter and son-in-law both ran restaurants, so it was natural that they had eaten foie gras. I remember one time when Henry bought foie gras made by Master Louis.

, it also has a fishy smell, but it is slightly lighter than Henry's. The other seasonings are also used more reasonably.

"Haha, this is called spreading rumors, and three people make a tiger. Obviously many chefs are not capable of perfection, but they say it is a unique taste? How can there be such truth in the world!"

Zhou Yi shook his head and said with a smile: "For example, if modern people eat steak, they seem to be country bumpkins if they don't eat it medium-rare, and if they don't eat blood, they will be out of date? But don't think about the evolutionary process of human diet. It is cooked from birth. Could it be that eating hair and drinking blood will make you become a person?

Trend? In fact, it’s because the chef doesn’t have the ability to keep the fully cooked beef fresh and tender, so he has to cook it only medium rare. The same goes for foie gras. We have a saying in the Chinese catering industry called ‘raw, fishy, ​​cooked and fresh’

Fishy are two completely different concepts, so how can they be confused? Henry, why don't we make a bet? If I can make foie gras that has no fishy smell at all but is very delicious, even if you lose, you will be able to make it during my second sister's confinement period.

During this period, you have to look after the restaurant every day, and your daily income has to be left to my second sister. If the foie gras I make has a fishy smell or is not delicious enough, then you win and I will agree to go to the winery with you.

Look, how is it?"

"Zhou, are you serious?"

Henry blinked his eyes, stared at Zhou Yi in disbelief for a while, and suddenly shook his head and said: "You must be deceiving me. You Chinese people have many tricks, and you are very good at deceiving people."

"This girl is quite clever."

Zhou Yi couldn't help but dumbfounded: "Then how can you feel relieved?"

"I must admit that the foie gras you cook is delicious, otherwise you will lose."

Henry stared at the Zhou family very slyly, and shamelessly put forward his conditions.

"Bah, Henry, you are so shameless!"

Before Zhou Yi could object, Zhou Qianqian spat at this guy first; she could see that her brother wanted to take this opportunity to give Henry a showdown, so naturally she couldn't let her brother make any mistakes, otherwise the old Zhou family's face would be lost.

?

"Henry, are you cheating?"

Zhou Maotong also stared: "Xiao Yi, you can't make this bet! You are taking advantage of him both inside and outside, and are you treating you like a child?"

"This condition is very reasonable, I agree!" Zhou Yi smiled slightly: "Second brother-in-law, you should have no objection this time?"

"Uh, Zhou, are you kidding? Did you really agree?"

Henry is so beautiful in his heart, and he thinks, am I sure to win? When I take him to the area of ​​Mr. de Gaulle's winery, Mr. de Gaulle will definitely be satisfied. As long as he is willing to stay as a winemaker, I can get one hundred thousand francs.

The 'headhunting fee'

"I agreed." Zhou Yi smiled and said, "But if you lose, you can't regret it?"

"Okay! Zhou, you can start now. There are fresh oranges and onions in the kitchen, but do you know how much they need to be put in? Haha" Henry was very proud.

"Who said I'm going to use oranges and onions? I'm going to make steamed buns."

Zhou Yi turned to look at his mother: "Mom, do you have good flour at home? It's best if it's better than the Fuqiang flour in our country. It only takes about a kilogram."

"Yes, mom will take you there."

Li Xiufen pulled Zhou Yi into the kitchen and lowered her voice: "Xiao Yi, do you really want to use foie gras to make steamed buns? That stuff is too fishy. Will the steamed buns be delicious?"

Animal livers are used to make steamed stuffed buns, which can only be found in areas with yellow skin and white hearts like Xingjiapi. Moreover, the gimmick outweighs the actual meaning, and the taste is actually very average. Ordinary people understand this truth, let alone Li Xiufen, the 'royal chef'

'The actual leader of the family?

"Don't worry, Mom. Not only will I use foie gras as the stuffing for the buns, but I won't use heavy seasonings, just salt. I guarantee that you will want to eat this meal."

Zhou Yi smiled, took the flour from his mother, took a large basin and started to make dough.

Good noodles!

As soon as Zhou Yi touched it, he knew that this noodle was not only white enough, but also full of elasticity, much better than the domestic Fuqiang noodle. With this noodle as the base, the quality of his 'glass skin buns' was guaranteed.

"Pa pa pa pa pa pa pa"

There were rhythmic sounds of living noodles coming from the kitchen. The more Zhou Maotong and the others listened, the more curious they became. They couldn't help but come over to take a look. They saw Li Xiufen staring at her son blankly, not even knowing they were coming.

"Is it so beautiful?"

The masters were puzzled. They raised their eyes and looked into the kitchen. They didn't want to think that they would be stuck in the kitchen and unable to pull them out. All of a sudden, they would become stone sculptures and clay sculptures.

Is this kneading noodles or playing magic? But it’s really beautiful.

I saw Zhou Yi copying it with his hand, and a piece of dough flew up from the basin. He quickly pulled it a few times. I don’t know how it was done, but it slowly spread out in the air. I saw it change from thick to thin, from small to big. In the end, it turned into a piece of dough the size of the mouth of a water tank.

Zhou Yi held the center of the dough with one hand and swung it with one arm, shaking the dough like an ice wheel. The kitchen was located on the large balcony, and everyone saw the sunlight shining through the increasingly larger dough. It's getting stronger and stronger, and even the halo of the sun's disc is clearly visible

This piece of dough was thrown away by Zhou Yi as thin as a cicada, as if it were transparent glass!

"so amazing!"

Everyone was dumbfounded, and Henry even opened his mouth wide, as if he could stuff a football into it; everyone looked at the round piece of dough with a diameter of one meter, and they just guessed how Zhou Yi would collect it.

Put it directly on the noodle counter? The noodle counter is not that big. Besides, you have to cut the skin with a knife. How to do this?

Zhou Maotong finally understood. During this time, his son was staying in Yunshui Village just to study food. He is a snack! However, the skill of throwing noodles with his hands is quite handsome. Those ramen masters who have been in the limelight on TV are better than My old son is far behind.

brush!

Everyone was making guesses when they saw the flash of the sword, but Zhou Yi continued to shake the dough with one hand, and picked up a non-branded kitchen knife that is a native specialty of Lanxi with the other hand. Without seeing how he made any gestures, he slashed it out casually, only to see the flash of the sword. Like snow, pieces of dough with a diameter of about six centimeters flew down on the table like snow flakes. Every time a layer fell, Zhou Yi put down his kitchen knife, grabbed some flour and sprinkled it on top. He stacked the pieces one on top of the other and piled them on the table. , repeated several times, this huge piece of dough turned into nearly a hundred steamed bun skins as thin as cicada wings and as transparent as glass, which were indescribably beautiful and attractive.

"Is this China Kung Fu?"

Henry looked so excited that he almost forgot about the gambling match with Zhou Yi. He only thought about the mystery of Zhou Yi's sword technique. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this sword technique was full of elements of violent aesthetics. It seemed that when he looked at it again, Just a few times can stimulate his imagination and start creating new works!

"Haha, why did you come in, parents?" Zhou Yi patted the flour on his hands and said with a smile: "Next, I have to deal with the foie gras. This stuff is very fishy. You'd better go out and wait, don't spoil your appetite again. "

Although this skill of cutting noodles with one hand is magical, it is still within the acceptable range of normal people. Next, he will use his internal energy, and he doesn't want to be seen.

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