"It seems a little more even." After cutting the twentieth winter bamboo shoot, Mag picked up two bamboo shoot slices, carefully compared them in front of his eyes for a while, and nodded with satisfaction.
Looking down at the pot of bamboo shoots piled aside, he couldn't help but sigh: "It turns out that it's not easy to be a chef. I already have the most standard knife skills in my mind, but it took me so long to practice to achieve this." At this level, those who start from scratch will probably have to practice for many years."
Thinking of the comments he had made against those chefs before, he felt a little embarrassed for the first time. Now these comments have become his standard for completing tasks, and he has reaped the consequences.
"System, if we go at this speed, it will probably take me a few weeks just to practice knife skills. It's impossible to complete the task in three days, right?" Mag stopped and asked in his mind.
"In the God of Cooking training ground, the time ratio to the outside world is 365:1. The host spends a year in the training ground, and only one day passes in the outside world. Moreover, the host does not need sleep and rest in the God of Cooking space, and the body does not Tiredness will occur, and there is an unlimited supply of ingredients. I hope the host can have a firm heart as a God of Cooking, complete the task as soon as possible, and get out of the God of Cooking training ground." The system's voice then sounded.
"Is there such an operation?" Mag was a little surprised. Even the time ratio can be adjusted. This God of Cooking training ground is really amazing. However, being locked in this closed kitchen, even the feeling of fatigue disappears, and you can only cook over and over again. People who are not determined will probably go crazy soon.
"No, I have to go out before Amy wakes up tomorrow morning and make her the most perfect Yangzhou fried rice for breakfast." Mag suppressed the anxiety in her heart. This was her promise to Amy. She must After finishing, he glanced at the date table beside him and continued cutting the bamboo shoots with the kitchen knife.
He now has four months of non-stop work, which would be a year in normal eight-hour working hours, to learn Yangzhou fried rice, and on the premise that he already has a perfect experience in his mind, it is definitely enough time.
Mag had lost track of time. Under his hands, the bamboo shoots changed from lumps to uniform thin slices, then to uniform filaments, and then cut into small pieces the size of rice grains. He became more and more skillful and handy.
From bamboo shoots to mushrooms to ham and prawns, Mag's selection of ingredients has progressed from easy to difficult. As his proficiency increases, his knife skills are also improving rapidly. Under the mutual verification of the experiences in his mind, progress has been made. It was so fast that even the lively prawns were easily peeled in his hands and then cut into pieces the size of rice grains.
When the time on the wall reached the 100th day, Jiang Hongzheng neatly put the fried rice in the pot into a plate with a spoon, put down the pot and turned off the heat with a confident smile on his face, "System, this time it should be Is that okay?”
Freshly cooked Yangzhou fried rice, the grainy rice is perfectly wrapped with a layer of golden eggs, green peas, white prawns, gray mushrooms, red ham... various colors of ingredients are perfectly blended into one The color of the plate does not appear messy at all, but makes people feel bright and harmonious.
A small handful of green chopped green onion was sprinkled on top, which was the icing on the cake. The aroma of the fusion of various ingredients hit his face, making Mag's throat couldn't help but roll.
The system was silent for a while before speaking out: "According to the standards previously mentioned by the host:
1. The rice grains are distinct, and each one is perfectly wrapped with eggs. Achieved!
2. The color is bright, harmonious and appetizing. Achieved!
3. The taste is delicate, delicious, moderately soft and hard, fragrant, moist and refreshing. Achieved!
4. The fragrance is attractive and has a certain degree of recognition. Achieved!
The four standards were met at the same time. Congratulations to the host for learning the authentic Yangzhou fried rice, completing the task, and receiving a physical fitness +0.5 reward. At the same time, the permission to purchase the ingredients required for Yangzhou fried rice and the permission to use the corresponding required kitchenware are unlocked. "
Mag clenched his fist hard and felt a sense of accomplishment. Looking at the Yangzhou fried rice in front of him, he actually felt like crying.
I don’t know the last time I worked hard to accomplish something like this. I don’t know when it was. Sure enough, the feeling of achieving a goal is the most comfortable and enjoyable.
Of course, what made him most excited was that he could finally make a delicious Yangzhou fried rice for Amy. Thinking of how cute the little guy looked when eating, he was already full of expectations.
"System, can I have a taste of this Yangzhou fried rice?" Looking at the Yangzhou fried rice, Mag, who had not felt hungry since entering the God of Cooking training ground, suddenly felt a little hungry.
"The host will automatically exit the God of Cooking training ground in five minutes," the system said.
"Five minutes, that's enough!" Mag quickly took a spoon from the cupboard nearby, scooped out a spoonful of fried rice from the plate, put it into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
The fragrance of chopped green onions and eggs hit your nostrils. The shrimp and ham cut into rice grains are so delicate in texture. The rice wrapped in eggs is full of sweetness after chewing it. The flavors of various ingredients melt in your mouth. It hits the taste buds, and the aroma still fills the mouth after swallowing.
This taste is simply amazing!
For the first time, he discovered that Yangzhou fried rice can be so delicious!
One spoonful was not enough. Mag almost finished the whole bowl of fried rice in a hurry. He licked back the last piece of rice wrapped with egg on his lips. While he was satisfied, he still had the urge to have another bowl. It was really It's so appetizing.
"Xiaomi will definitely like to eat Yangzhou fried rice like this. As for the foodies in Noah's continent, no one can resist this taste." Putting down the spoon, Mag recalled the beauty of this bowl of Yangzhou fried rice. Experience, the dull mood caused by doing the same thing repeatedly for a hundred days suddenly becomes fresh and bright.
The five minutes came quickly. Jiang Hong felt a flash of white light in front of his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he was already lying on the big bed. He sat up and turned to look at Ai, who was sleeping peacefully on the pink bed beside him. Mi, the dreamy feeling in my heart slowly settled down.
Then he looked at his hands with some surprise and clenched his fists. It felt the same as in the God of Cooking training ground. His body that was originally unable to make fists has now been greatly improved. Normal activities and There is no problem with cooking anymore.
"The system is indeed quite reliable." Mag got up from the bed, moved his hands and feet, and glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table. It was already five o'clock in the morning. He looked down at the dirty clothes on his body, and walked to the I opened the closet in front of the closet and found that there were only a chef's uniform and a black loli skirt inside. The chef's uniform made of a white shirt had two rows of exquisite black buttons, black casual pants, and a black and white vertical striped apron. , a pair of white tights, a pair of black flats, and a pair of white shoes, clean and simple.
Mag took the clothes into the bathroom, took a careful shower, and then used scissors to cut her wild long brown curly hair into a neat short hair. She also cut her beard with scissors and then shaved it with a razor. It was completely clean, leaving only two faint mustaches on the upper lip.
"Sure enough, this is the correct way to open your mouth." Mag reached out and touched his angular face. He looked at himself in the mirror who had completely changed his appearance. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised. After tidying up, he successfully transformed from a sloppy bum to a temperamental type. Uncle Qing.
This time, he is eighty percent similar to his previous life. The only difference is his body shape. Now he looks too skinny and frail. Next, it’s time to eat a full meal and do more muscle-building exercises.
After finishing her narcissism, Mag put on the chef's uniform. After tidying up, the appearance in the mirror looked a bit like a chef.
"Hello, Boss Mai." Mag said seriously to herself in the mirror. After thinking about it, she couldn't help but laugh: "Or should I call you Boss Alex?"
