Ye Gui took out the steamed meat and put it directly into the ice water.
The moment ice and fire merged, a thick smoke came out.
There were a lot of ice cubes floating on the ice water, and all of them melted.
"Isn't it possible? Isn't this just a piece of steamed meat? Why is the temperature so high?"
"I just said that the God of Cookery is a magician. You all still don't believe it!"
"Stop talking now, just watch!"
Everyone took a closer look and saw that the originally calm ice water began to bubble.
The next second, all those bubbles turned into boiling water.
The water is boiling!
"Damn it, what the hell is going on?"
"I can't understand it at all!"
"Just now my wife asked me why I was kneeling to watch the live broadcast, and then I showed her the live broadcast room of the God of Cookery, and now she is kneeling on me to watch the live broadcast!"
"If she has no strength to move, please tell me and I will help!"
"Oh my god, this is so impressive. The God of Cookery, the God of Cookery, is really not just bragging!"
"That's natural. The name of the God of Cookery is real!"
"Stop talking now, it's delaying me from watching the live broadcast. Look at the meat in the water!"
Everyone turned off the barrage in unison, and saw that the boiling water gradually calmed down.
The meat that had been steamed and turned brown actually turned blood red again in the water.
"What a joke!"
"It's fake, it must be fake!"
"That's right, how could meat that has been steamed become its original state? You think this is writing a novel!"
"What on earth could cause a chef to study the art of war instead of studying the recipes... No, to study magic!"
"Oh my god, Lord God of Cookery, please accept my knee!"
Everyone's admiration for Ye Gui is like a surging river, stretching endlessly.
Ye Guiye finally showed a smile and said: "Master, you see, fortunately you have lived up to your destiny!"
The master couldn't believe it, as his wife and disciples had already come in.
Each of them opened their mouths wide, as if they could fit an egg into them.
"It's not enough just that the color and shape are similar, they also have to taste similar!"
He directly reached out and took out the meat from the water.
The moment you touch the meat, the familiar feel is clearly no different from raw meat.
Wow!
After the meat floating in the water was taken out, the texture, the feel, the color.
If you say this is real meat, is there any problem?
No problem at all!
"My dear, this meat is really amazing!"
The master was convinced. He rubbed the meat with his fingers. The meat was immediately rubbed in, but it quickly returned to its original state.
"It's amazing!"
At this moment, he wanted to kneel down and look, because he felt that he was not worthy to stand in front of Ye Gui.
"Master, what is your name?" Ye Gui asked.
"Hello, Master God of Cookery, my name is Zhao Tiezhu, is this meat okay to eat?"
Zhao Tiezhu looked at the meat, and his reason told him that there was nothing wrong with the meat.
But it looks like raw meat!
How to eat this?
"Master Zhao, this can be eaten directly. Just try it and you will know!"
"Actually, I was just taking a trick, because it is actually impossible to completely turn the minced meat into the shape of a piece of meat. It's just that you didn't say you wanted to restore the taste, so I took advantage of it!"
Ye Gui chuckled, and Master Zhao said with shame: "Actually, I just thought about it temporarily. After all, your name, Master God of Cookery, is so famous, so I naturally want to try to see if you really live up to your name. I would be disrespectful."
Please forgive me!"
"It's okay, you can try the taste!"
Master Zhao looked at such a big piece of meat and put it on the cutting board.
A strange scene happened again, that is, when the meat was cut into pieces with a knife, the meat pieces returned to their original appearance. (I made this up, please don’t try it!)
"Actually, it was just a moment!"
Ye Gui laughed again, and Master Zhao shook his head and ate the meat slices directly.
"Well, this slice of meat is delicious!"
Master Zhao was surprised and said: "The distinct taste has a feeling of being afraid of Lushan Mountain. When viewed from the side, it looks like a ridge and a peak on the side, with different heights from near to far!"
"It should be the taste that comes from the different textures caused by the way the meat is laid out layer by layer, Master Cook, depending on the ripening time!"
"And the meat on the bottom has obviously been cooked for too long, so it should be old, but the tender texture on the top doesn't give you that aged feeling at all!"
"This meat is so good!"
"This dish is simply amazing. May I ask, Master God of Cookery, what is the name of this dish?"
"We don't have a name yet. You just came up with the method on the spur of the moment. Please give it a name!"
"On the top of the Nanjiang River, there is a mountain called Lushan. It is a true ridge when viewed horizontally and peaks on the side, with different heights near and far. I don't know the true face of Lushan, just because I am in this mountain. The feeling of this piece of meat is the same,
How about naming this dish Lushan Meat? What do you think?"
