Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Seeing this, Luo Qing stood up suddenly and stared at Zhao Ke's hand.

My mind also became active quickly, and I thought to myself: "Use cold water to float the fishbone on it, so that the fishbone will not be damaged when splicing."

Look carefully, Zhao Ke cut a concave notch at the end of each fishbone with a knife in advance, and there is a convex plug on the main bone of the fish.

This is the same as a carpenter assembling furniture, rejoining the fishbone into the shape he wants.

Luo Qing could figure out the reason after reading it, and even quickly sketched out a few bold ideas in his mind, such as the water for soaking fishbone, which can be replaced with other broth, milk, or wine to add flavor.

But what Zhao Ke used was black fish. If he replaced it with a sea fish with larger fish bones, he could even use this method to make countless new methods.

But what really shocked Luo Qing was that Zhao Ke's sword skills were so accurate.

Not to mention three or ten minutes, even if Luo Qing was given an hour, he might not be able to finish this dish.

Thinking about it, Luo Qing finally understood why the old man gave him three or ten minutes. In an instant, Luo Qing sat back on the small bench behind him again and looked back at the old man.

His face was a little red and hot, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt ashamed when he thought about how he had blatantly said it for 3 minutes.

But he was a little unwilling, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Then what about senior brother, compared to sword skills, senior senior brother is definitely better than him."

After finishing speaking, Luo Qing was a little uncertain again, and changed his words: "It should... be better than him."

However, the ruthless reality, like a series of slaps, slapped Luo Qing's face again, this time he didn't even dare to breathe.

The old man shook his head, took a deep breath and stood up beside Luo Qing, without looking at Luo Qing again: "I don't know how much Song Heng's sword skills have improved, but now his sword skills are better than mine."

better than me.

These three words were heavier than a mountain, and Luo Qing's face flickered under the pressure.

In the hearts of their brothers and sisters, although they called the old man on their lips, they were all in awe and proud of the old man in their hearts, and even Zhao Ke felt admiration for the old man.

Use alcohol to dry out Lao Maozi.

Teach gangsters to be human with their fists.

Conquer chefs from all over the world with cooking skills.

Use your body to fight the passing of time.

Those old and energetic eyes are always full of fighting spirit.

Perhaps he has not overcome the passage of time after all, in the eyes of the neighbors, he is just a scrubber in the bathhouse, but in the hearts of Luo Qing and the others, he is a hero and a fighter.

It is conceivable how shocked Luo Qing would be when these three words came out of his mouth.

When looking at Zhao Ke again, the dissatisfaction in Luo Qing's eyes finally changed.

People are like this, you are a little stronger than him, he will never be convinced by you, but if you are more than one level stronger than him, he will admire you instead.

It's like, they are all street dogs, and when they find out that the other party suddenly has a leader, they stomp their feet and curse in anger, and someone rewards the leader for this kind of rubbish book?I don't accept it, so I f*ck report him.

But if a powerful god on the opposite side opened a new book and named it casually, such as what is it called "He Came from Hell" as soon as the book was opened, he won several big alliances and swept the list with his strength. I silently admired it in my heart.

Luo Qing was like this. Only when he truly realized how astonishing the gap was, he could truly face up to Zhao Ke's hard work and dedication, and at the same time understand why he couldn't get the old man's approval like Zhao Ke did.

I saw the spliced ​​fish bones carefully placed on the plate by Zhao Ke. The crystal clear bones were spliced ​​into a finished bone fish. Everyone applauded when they saw it. Many people even took out their mobile phones to shoot small videos .

At this time, Zhao Ke sprinkled seasonings, carefully coated the fish bones with a layer of noodle juice made from coconut milk, and put the fish bones into boiling oil for frying.

"Zizzizi..."

With a puff of green smoke, the complete fish bones, as if covered with a layer of gold, exuded a tempting fragrance, and were placed on the dinner plate by Guest Zhao.

I saw Zhao Ke sprinkle a spoonful of sauce on it, and the fragrance became stronger immediately.

Holding the dinner plate in one hand, he walked to the door and said, "Uncles and uncles, tonight my old man is going to have a banquet for everyone, and a farewell banquet. , drink some wine, everyone come here to enjoy the face, this golden crispy fish is also a taste for all uncles, if you like it, there will be better dishes in the evening."

Chapter 239 Accidental Discovery

Looking at the golden fish bone in Zhao Ke's hand, the group of people stepped forward to taste it without even hesitation.

I just stood in front of the door and previewed the entire cooking process.

I heard that fish bones can be used to make soup, but I haven't heard of it. I fried the fish bones and ate them.

If it was just Daotu hearing about it, people would just laugh it off and not take it to heart.

But after witnessing it with his own eyes, Zhao Ke's sharp technique and unimaginable production method.

The golden fish bones make people wonder what it will taste like.

Not to mention, when the fragrance came, the deep and rich fragrance made people drool.

Therefore, as soon as Zhao Ke's dish was served, it was eaten up by everyone in the blink of an eye.

"Ka Ka Ka." The chewing sound, the fish bones are not as hard as imagined, but crispy.

After repeated bombings, Zhao Ke has controlled the heat to an unbelievable level.

It not only ensures that the fish bones are completely fried and crispy, but also ensures that the original umami taste of the fish bones will not be lost.

A small amount of bread crumbs in the batter on the outside ensures a fluffy appearance and promotes the incorporation of flavor.

It has a unique taste, let these neighbors eat it in their mouths and chew it repeatedly, the more they eat, the more delicious it becomes.

It's as if my taste buds have been detonated, the delicious taste, as if a piece of fish really melted in my mouth.

It's a pity that there are too many monks and too little porridge. Before anyone wants to taste it carefully, the fish bones on the plate have been eaten up.

"Okay, we'll come over tonight, do you need help? I'll help you buy any dishes you want."

Originally, although Er Mazi had come to invite them to dinner, it was uncertain how many of them actually came.

Although they are neighbors for more than ten years, and they can't see each other when they look up, it can be said that it is not easy to get together.

But now that they have tasted Zhao Ke's craftsmanship, the old gluttons in the stomachs of these guys have been seduced.

I'm afraid that not only will I come at night, but I will also bring my family with me.

"Do you want to share? Or, I will give it first."

Someone spoke directly and asked Zhao Ke if he needed gift money.

"See you, we have been together for so many years, and now we are moving, and my old man is reluctant, so he is the host and cooks a family banquet for everyone. The more people you have, the better, and have a happy meal."

Zhao Ke's words were beautiful, a family banquet dispelled everyone's doubts, and also drew in each other's intimacy.