Chen Ze twisted his neck to prepare for this unique dish. After all, the next step is to be processed as soon as possible. If the processing is slow, Chen Ze is really not sure how to make it well. What if the taste becomes worse? If it has an impact on the final quality of this carp leaping on the dragon gate, wouldn’t Chen Ze be very detrimental?

"Shopkeeper, what are you doing?" Betty lay on the kitchen window and looked at Chen Ze with curiosity.

"Cooking food, otherwise what else can I do?" Chen Ze rolled his eyes. What else can I do in the kitchen besides cooking? The kitchen can only be used to cook, right?

Of course, if it is the world of a certain girl, Sylvie, then the kitchen can indeed be used as another world, but the problem is that this is the real world, not the world of a certain girl.

But maybe I can try it with Lafra in the future?

A bold idea flashed through Chen Ze's mind, but he immediately shook his head and left this idea behind. After all, he was still cooking now. If something went wrong, it would be embarrassing.

Chen Ze did not continue to pay attention to Betty, but began to deal with the live carp in front of him.

However, before he started to deal with it, Chen Ze remembered a very critical issue, that is, he had not carved the dragon head, nor prepared the dragon body, let alone the dragon claws.

"I feel like it's over. How should the faucet be carved?" Chen Ze was a little bald. Although his cooking skills are quite good now, Chen Ze really hasn't done this kind of thing with ingredients to directly carve it, so he's a little worried now.

"Forget it, just watch the video and learn as much as you can." Chen Ze shook his head. It seemed that he would have to put the ingredient carving onto his study plan next time, otherwise it would be very troublesome to make this type of dish.

While watching the video, Chen Ze tried hard to carve the white radish in his hand with a knife, and finally carved four dragon heads.

"Shopkeeper, Lord Lafra is sleeping, why don't..." Betty came in and was stunned for a moment.

Betty looked at the four unknown white objects in front of Chen Ze, with a look of confusion. She walked over curiously, circled around, and then looked at Chen Ze with surprise.

"Shopkeeper, when did you start learning black magic? Or is it that evil god you are planning to worship?" Betty looked at Chen Ze with a suspicion. After all, the scene in front of him seemed to be sacrificing the dark evil god, and it was the kind of unclear appearance.

"What nonsense? I'm cooking, you go out to clean up." Chen Ze felt a little embarrassed when he saw his failed product, and then quickly drove Betty out.

In the end, Chen Ze decided not to carve the dragon head this time, so he tied it up with fans and made a simple dragon body to pull it down. After all, such a dragon head still requires the accumulation of experience and time.

After quickly tied up the vermicelli, Chen Ze threw it down the oil pan, frying and expanding, and then wrapped it tightly with egg skin.

Then we deal with the carp.

Chen Ze took out the carp, then took out the surgery from the back, then took out two pieces of fresh fish meat under the fish skin, cut them into butterfly blades, and then filled the fish meat back.

Then Chen Ze inserted the fish head and tail into the bamboo sticks, placed them on the plate, and then placed them on the kitchen table.

Chen Ze took out the fish fillets, put them in the boiling chicken soup pot, covered the pot, and when the pot opened, he scooped a spoonful out and tasted it.

"The taste is OK, but it's too troublesome to make." Chen Ze shook his head, suspected that he had found a fake recipe.

But when Chen Ze thought of other recipes, he felt relieved.

Chen Ze looked at the recipe that was still there in front of him, and decisively gave up, instead choosing another recipe. Fortunately, he bought two carp, otherwise he might not have time to make it.

Then Chen Ze remade a carp leaping over the dragon gate according to the method of another recipe.

[You have made an ordinary carp leaping on the dragon gate, and the experience of making Chinese cuisine has increased by 5 points]

Chen Ze glanced at his mouth. It seemed that it was a problem with knife skills, and the steps of fishing and the methods of picking fish were also problems, otherwise it would not be an ordinary evaluation.

But it was done after all, and Chen Ze was quite satisfied. The next step was to take a photo, post it on WeChat Moments, and send it to his sister.

Chen Ze took out his cell phone and took a look. After sending a message to her sister before, she has not replied yet. She probably still had a phone with the teacher, but Chen Ze still sent the photo.

[I am a great writer: Carp leaps on the dragon gate, I hope you can get into an ideal university in the future]

I clicked the sending method and saw that the message was constantly spinning around and the message was not sent for most of the day.

"What's going on?" Chen Ze was a little confused, but he understood the next moment because the wind chime was ringing.

"Sir, do you have afternoon tea today?" The door was pushed open, and Moriarty walked in, but this time he came in alone, and the loyal follower Moran still didn't follow him.

"Sorry, Professor Moriarty, our restaurant still does not provide afternoon tea for the time being." Chen Ze was a little helpless. Should he say that this was the professor's insistence? Every time he came here in the afternoon, he would ask if there was afternoon tea.

"Oh? It's a pity. Just give me a staple food, and a dessert and drink it." Moriarty didn't care, but put his gentleman's hat on the table and sat down.

"Thank you, Betty." Moriarty smiled and took the lemonade handed over by Betty, and took a pleasant sip.

Chen Ze nodded, thought for a while, and decided to prepare a ice-haired chestnut rice for Professor Moriarty, and the dessert was light cheesecake. Chen Ze decided to make juice for the drink.

These dishes are no longer difficult for Chen Ze now, so Chen Ze prepared them in a short while and placed them on the table, allowing Betty to take them out.

"Huh... The restaurant manager's cuisine is really so delicious. Even the best chef in London cannot make a delicacy like you." Moriarty was not stingy with his praise.

"Professor, if you came earlier, you might meet a detective." Chen Ze smiled and wiped the cup. He planned to squeeze a glass of watermelon juice for himself.

"Detective? Who is the store manager talking about?" Moriarty captured the keyword.

"It's the admirer of Detective Sherlock Holmes..., Kudo Shinichi." Chen Ze shrugged. When talking about Detective Sherlock Holmes, Moriarty was obviously more focused, but when he heard what was behind, he relaxed a lot.
Chapter completed!