Seeing Su Yunhe's worried expression, Jiang Xiaofan smiled and said: "It's just two medicinal meals, just keep it in your stomach."
Su Yunhe wanted to say something else, but when she saw Jiang Xiaofan's calm expression, she felt inexplicably calm. Could Jiang Xiaofan's mysterious medical skills really bring surprises?
"The toad yawned so loudly!" Zhang Guangyi was annoyed when he heard it. Medicinal diet is a test of the chef's comprehensive skills. Not to mention him, even the chef of Jinxiangyan Restaurant may not be able to make it.
Moreover, there are many types of medicinal foods, including those that nourish yin, those that activate blood circulation, and those that provide health care... There are so many types. Without profound knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine, it is impossible to match the proportion of medicinal materials.
Therefore, every medicated meal recipe is a treasure. In restaurants in first-tier cities, even just one medicated meal is enough to stand up in the kitchen.
This mud-legged man said that cooking was enough, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he came up with two medicinal dishes, which made him feel a senseless anger in his heart.
"If a dog looks down on a person, roll aside and take a good look at it."
Jiang Xiaofan picked up the apron on the chopping board, tied it around his waist and said, "Sister Ling, there is a bag in the trunk of my motorcycle, which contains Chinese medicinal materials. Go and get it for me."
He originally wanted to make a medicinal diet for Su Yunhe, so he even prepared the Chinese medicinal materials in advance, but he didn't expect that they would come in handy now.
"Okay." Tao Ling nodded and went out.
Jiang Xiaofan glanced around and landed on a person in front of the pool: "Come here."
The man quickly put down the fish in his hand, walked over and said cautiously: "Hello, Mr. Jiang, I am the second chef Yang Fang."
"Why didn't you come to see the fun just now?"
Yang Fang answered honestly: "Because the bass needs to be treated well when it comes into the water, otherwise it will become fishy and affect the taste."
Jiang Xiaofan smiled and nodded, and suddenly asked: "What do you think of Chef Zhang Guangyi?"
"My cooking skills are okay."
"what about others?"
"Gone."
After hearing what the second chef Yang Fang said, Zhang Guangyi said smugly: "Haha, did you hear that? Even the second chef admires my cooking skills. Although we usually don't deal with each other, what he said is quite fair."
Yang Fang was so depressed that he didn't say a word.
Jiang Xiaofan saw this and sneered: "You are really a stupid pig. Yang Fang said that you have nothing but cooking skills. It means that you only have cooking skills and no moral character."
The people in the kitchen burst into laughter upon hearing this.
Zhang Guangyi's face turned red, he stared at Yang Fang and cursed: "How dare you scold me!"
Yang Fangyi said without fear: "Originally, except for your third runner-up title in the gourmet cooking competition, my cooking skills are no worse than yours. And you have the habit of wasting ingredients, which is a shame for the chef.
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Jiang Xiaofan nodded with satisfaction and said to Yang Fang: "From now on, you will help me."
"Okay." Yang Fang responded flattered.
"Haha, pretending to be cool, it looks like that." Zhang Guangyi said in a weird way.
His apprentices winked and said: "Cooking is all about knife skills, ingredients, and heat. If you don't have three or five years, you can't start cooking. A pig farmer dares to kill pigs with a knife, and he doesn't overestimate his ability."
Jiang Xiaofan didn't seem to hear. He picked up a knife and slashed the chicken's neck. Before anyone in the kitchen could see clearly, he had already drained the chicken's blood.
This determination and calmness made Zhang Guangyi's face change slightly, and he immediately did not dare to say anything more.
However, Yang Fang's eyes were bright. An expert could tell when he made a move. This level of control over the knife was beyond the reach of ordinary people. He quickly took the hot water and pulled out the hair, trying to keep up with Jiang Xiaofan's rhythm.
The next step was to process the hare. Jiang Xiaofan often barbecued the little eagle and was already familiar with the process. He bled, peeled and processed the internal organs in one go. When Tao Ling came back with the medicinal materials, the meat ingredients had been processed.
Jiang Xiaofan took out a few medicinal herbs from his bag and stuffed them into the belly of the free-range chicken. Then he took out two raw local eggs, poked a few small holes with a silver needle, and stuffed them into the belly of the chicken as well. At this time,
Yang Fang had prepared the casserole, and Jiang Xiaofan put the ground food into the casserole.
"Haha, you don't add cooking wine or marinate the chicken, and you stuff eggs into your stomach with grass and eggs. What a nonsense!" Zhang Guangyi shook his head and said disdainfully. In his opinion, Jiang Xiaofan's approach was obviously unsound.
"If you talk nonsense again, get out." Su Yunhe said coldly.
"Hmph, let's see what tricks he can do."
Zhang Guangyi's heart is so filled with hatred that his molars are itching. When this kid comes up with something rubbish, you have to beg me obediently. When the time comes...
Zhang Guangyi glanced at Su Yunhe's chest, with a lustful smile in his eyes.
"Prepare a few tomatoes, peel them and set aside."
After speaking, Jiang Xiaofan began to chop the hare into pieces, then lightly marinated it with seasonings. Then he picked up a piece of beef with a knife and ran the tip of the knife left and right over the meat.
Yang Fang was surprised: "Is this removing fascia?"
Other chefs nearby whispered: "Beef fascia is difficult to deal with, and Western food will not take care of it. It will only use other beef instead."
Jiang Xiaofan said while moving the knife: "That is Western food, this is Chinese food. Everything that may affect the taste of diners is what the chef should do."
The chefs all shut up when they heard this, and Yang Fang nodded thoughtfully.
"This beef is not as good as hare." Jiang Xiaofan shook his head after handling the beef.
"Xiaofan, this is the top beef imported from Argentina." Su Yunhe said softly from the side.
"After a while you will know what it means to be top-notch."
Jiang Xiaofan smiled mysteriously, lit the fire, poured oil, put the beef in, added seasonings and stir-fried for a few minutes, poured it into the preheated crock pot, cut a few new tomatoes, put it in the crock pot and started cooking it with the beef.
By this time, the hare had been marinated. Jiang Xiaofan turned up the heat and stir-fried, adding medicinal ingredients in the process. Soon an intoxicating aroma filled the kitchen.
"Wow, it smells so good." Tao Ling stared at the wok and swallowed her saliva.
Su Yunhe sniffed, with a relieved smile on his face.
Jiang Xiaofan took out four free-range eggs from the bamboo basket, lightly knocked them two by two, and the eggs fell into the small porcelain bowl.
The egg is golden and round, the egg white is clear and translucent, and the porcelain bowl is white and clean.
Jiang Xiaofan first stir-fries the local eggs, then stir-fries the new-flavored tomatoes, and finally mixes and stirs for seven or eight seconds before taking it out of the pan and pouring it onto a white plate.
The golden eggs and bright tomatoes are served on a porcelain white plate, which makes people want to eat.
At this time, the medicated chicken and beef brisket stewed with tomatoes were ready, and the gurgling steam came out of the pot, carrying the rich aroma of meat and herbs, making everyone present stare at the stove eagerly.
Finally, Jiang Xiaofan cut three tomatoes, sprinkled them with a pinch of sugar, and a tomato salad was ready.
Jiang Xiaofan wiped his hands with a rag and said to the stunned Su Yunhe: "Send it to the guests."
Su Yunhe came back to his senses, blushed and said, "I want to try the dishes first."