Bu Fang didn't care what he was called.
Besides, in his opinion, the kitchen tyrant is not a compliment.
As a chef, if you don't have absolute control in the kitchen, how can you be called a good chef
As a chef, if you are in charge of a group of helpers who don't obey orders and always think about messing around and cutting corners, what will happen to the kitchen? It will definitely become a mess.
During the week of Bu Fang's inspection just now, Bu Fang found that at least half of the assistant chefs cut corners in the process of processing ingredients, or they were lazy and reduced many steps.
Because this group of people often cook in the kitchen, they have become accustomed to handling ingredients, and this kind of handling will always reduce some operations inadvertently.
For example, some ingredients need to be peeled. These chefs do peel the skins, but there are still general residues in the peeled skins, and they have not been carefully cleaned after peeling.
These processes may not be noticed by others, and may not be in the way.
But for Bu Fang, these steps are absolutely unavoidable. As he strives for perfection, he has very strict requirements on cooking skills.
You don't have to do it, but if you cut corners, it's absolutely impossible.
Jing Yuan has a good temper, which makes these people unscrupulous.
Bu Fang has a bad temper. When cooking, his temper is very bad.
It's okay to cook alone on weekdays, but if there is a helper, any mistakes made by the helper will be completely reflected in his eyes.
Seeing Jing Yuan's leaving back, Bu Fang's expression didn't change at all.
For Bu Fang, cooking is an art, and for art, one always needs to strive for perfection.
Bu Fang pulled a chair and sat down.
His brows were slightly wrinkled.
In my mind, the recipes about the three sacrificial dishes that I watched in that room before emerged.
Jing Yuan told him that the three dishes for the sacrifice could not be changed.
However, in Bu Fang's eyes, although these three dishes looked perfect, they still had flaws.
If those defects can be modified and filled.
The texture and taste of these three dishes will take it to the next level.
The three dishes for the sacrifice have nice names.
"Spring breeze, summer injury, autumn astringency..."
Whoever named these three dishes... It's really interesting.
Bu Fang stroked his chin, just from the names of these three dishes, Bu Fang could feel a faint sadness.
Of course, this may just be Bu Fang's own emotional perception.
Bu Fang didn't move, just sat on the chair like this, brewing emotions.
Almost five days left.
During these five days, the ingredients needed for the dishes need to be found and processed.
And the three dishes needed for the sacrifice must be cooked in advance.
There are many demands and the time is tight.
Time flies by.
In the palace, news about Bu Fang spread rapidly.
The news that Bu Fang will drive all the kitchen helpers out of the kitchen is also rapidly circulating throughout the entire palace, and even Goddess City.
Many people heard the news, and the expressions on everyone's faces became a little weird and playful.
Drive all the helpers out of the kitchen...
What is this man trying to do? Eighteen dishes... Does he want to finish it alone
Oh, and he also left Chef Jing Yuan as a helper.
but…
Even if Chef Jing Yuan is added, there are only two people, and they just want to cook the dishes for a king's banquet... This difficulty is not small.
And those chefs who were driven out of the kitchen by Bu Fang even ridiculed Bu Fang.
The voice of disdainful words continued to spread.
For a while, the entire palace became quite unfavorable about this king's banquet.
When Queen Biluo heard the news.
Almost half a day has passed.
"He really drove all the helpers out of the kitchen?" Hearing what a maid said, Queen Bi Luo's face suddenly revealed a playful look.
"It's interesting... suddenly I'm looking forward to this king's banquet." The queen's red lips grinned slightly, revealing her pearl-like white teeth.
The maid suddenly wondered, "Your Majesty, do you think that man can cook a royal banquet by himself?"
"If he hadn't kicked out those helpers, I might not have expected so much..." the queen said.
The maid was suddenly confused.
"What kind of people are those people, does this king not know? I didn't expect much from the king's banquet in previous years, so I just let it go, but this year, there may be some changes. If there is no change, it will be a waste of my king. Looking forward to it.”
Queen Biluo leaned lazily on the Lingjin Throne, and her pretty figure immediately outlined a perfect arc.
…
Almost half a day.
Jing Yuan hurried back from a distance.
From a distance, she saw Xiao Bai standing at the door, and she felt a little uneasy.
The power Xiaobai released earlier made her a little scared.
Still, she mustered up the courage to push open the kitchen door and enter.
in the kitchen.
Bu Fang sat on a chair, deep in thought.
In my mind, I was constantly simulating the cooking of the dishes.
Suddenly, his eyes moved, and he looked into the distance, where Jing Yuan had returned.
Jing Yuan closed the kitchen door, and walked towards Bu Fang's position. When she saw Bu Fang, she didn't say a word. With a wave of her hand, a large pile of ingredients appeared in the ingredients area.
"Here are two servings of ingredients for the King's Banquet, so Chef Bu has two chances... If you fail to cook the dish once, you can try it again. Many of the ingredients are very precious, and you can only collect two servings in a short time. "
Jing Yuan looked at Bu Fang and said.
Bu Fang stood up, put his hands behind his back, walked to the ingredients area, rummaged through the ingredients, and observed.
Then he turned around and looked at Jing Yuan, and said, "Go find some green fruits and purple cloud grass and come back..."
"Huh? Biqingguo and Ziyuncao?" Jing Yuan was slightly taken aback, seemingly puzzled.
"There seems to be no dish in the Eighteen Kings Banquet dishes that needs these ingredients..."
Jing Yuan frowned.
Suddenly, as soon as she finished speaking, her body froze.
Because when she raised her head, she happened to meet Bu Fang's faint gaze.
"I'll go now… "
Jing Yuan's face turned pale when she remembered that Bu Fang had chased away all the kitchen helpers just because of a disagreement.
This is a kitchen tyrant, and I actually questioned his behavior.
Suddenly a little fear welled up in my heart.
Jing Yuan turned around and ran away towards the distance, and disappeared after a while.
The corner of Bu Fang's mouth twitched...
This woman... is she stupid
After Jing Yuan left.
Bu Fang's eyes fell on the ingredients, and he let out a light breath.
Rolling up the sleeves of the bird feather robe, Bu Fang was ready to start processing these ingredients.
Of course, what he has to deal with now is the ingredients for the three sacrificial dishes.
hum...
A knife light flickered past in an instant.
Bu Fang's gaze suddenly became sharper.
Star curtains emerge, meteors fall.
In the next moment, streaks of knife light shot out.
Those ingredients are all soaring into the sky, and under the impact of the knife light, they are constantly changing their shapes.
Skin flakes flew, vegetable stalks fell horizontally.
Shredded, diced, sliced, everything is done to near perfection.
After cutting the ingredients, Bu Fang cleaned the ingredients.
The water in Goddess City is a kind of clear water with very strong aura, which is not bad at all compared to Bufang's Tianshan Lingquan water.
Therefore, Bu Fang didn't change any other water and just washed it directly.
Hula la.
In Nuoda's kitchen.
Only the sound resounded when Bu Fang washed the ingredients.
after a long time.
Jing Yuan hurried back.
The two ingredients that Bu Fang mentioned were quite rare, and she searched through the ingredient library before finally finding them.
When she pushed away the kitchen staff and entered the kitchen, she saw the processed ingredients placed on the blue and white porcelain plate with crystal water dripping down.
Jing Yuan Weiwei stayed where she was.
How long has it been since Bu Bianyi finished processing the ingredients needed to cook the sacrificial dishes
"What are you doing in a daze, give me the ingredients, and then you go and process the other ingredients, remember, you must not be sloppy when handling the ingredients."
Bu Fang said.
Jing Yuan came back to her senses, and quickly handed the two ingredients in her hand to Bu Fang.
Biqingguo is a green fruit.
After Bu Fang took it, he just cut it off with a keel kitchen knife, cutting it in half.
Take out the fruit that was cut in half, hold it with one hand, pinch it violently, squeeze out the dark green juice, and drop it into a prepared blue and white porcelain bowl.
As for the Purple Cloud Grass, Bu Fang opened his mouth and spewed out a cloud of dark white flames, burning the Purple Cloud Grass.
It made Ziyun grass turn into a mass of purple liquid.
Put the purple cloud grass liquid into a blue and white porcelain bowl.
The ingredients for the three sacrificial dishes have been processed.
"Green fruit and purple cloud grass don't seem to be the ingredients needed for the sacrificial dishes, right?" Jing Yuan asked suspiciously while looking in Bu Fang's direction while processing the ingredients.
Bu Fang didn't answer right away, but glanced at Jing Yuan.
"Look at it first, and you'll know later."
Bu Fang Road.
next moment.
The white tiger stove floated out, and the Xuanwu pot was placed on top of the stove.
A group of dark white flames gushed out, drilled into the stove, and burned blazingly.
The scorching high temperature burst out suddenly.
Bu Fang tied up his hair with a velvet rope and started cooking.
The pot and spoon were turning in Bu Fang's hands, and Bu Fang's sea-like mental power swept out, and the bird's feather robe flew away.
Jing Yuan stared blankly from afar...
Bu Fang's cooking movements are smooth and flowing, making people extremely dazzling.
One of the three sacrificial dishes, spring breeze.
This is a vegetarian dish. According to the record in the recipe, this dish is cooked with a mixture of thirty-two kinds of elixir and immortal materials. Each thing has one flavor and cannot be mixed. There are thirty-two different flavors in the taste. Strength is a great test.
It seems to symbolize the revival of all things in the spring breeze, and the feeling of striving for glory when a hundred flowers bloom.
This is what the so-called spring breeze means.
Boom boom boom! !
The flames burst into the sky.
The crimson flames in the basalt pot rose into the sky.
The ingredients are put into the pot, stir-fried, every ingredient is soaring into the sky, the oil juice splashes, and the brilliance flows.
With a slight shake of the pot, all the ingredients fell into the pot and spoon, scooped out, and placed on a porcelain plate.
Under the control of mental power, the ingredients are arranged very delicately.
The hot oil boiled, poured down, and the sound of sneering resounded endlessly.
It made that dish seem to burst out with brilliance.
Rumble! !
Above the sky, thunderclouds swept over.
Thunder punishment is approaching.
Of course, for Bu Fang, the so-called thunder and punishment, let Xiao Bai deal with it.
This time... Xiaobai should be able to eat to his full.
Jing Yuan was fascinated by watching, and she learned a lot from Bu Fang's cooking.
Among them, the control of the heat and the degree of ripeness of the ingredients...
It simply astonished her.
In the past, she had only a vague degree of control over these things, but Bu Fang's cooking was extremely precise.
This level needs to be practiced... She is still far behind.
suddenly.
Jing Yuan's gaze changed.
Because she suddenly discovered that after Bu Fang put the green fruit juice into the pot and boiled it, he planned to pour it directly on the prepared dishes.
This behavior... is not recorded in the recipe!
Suddenly, her face changed.
"Chef Bu! No! The cooking of the sacrificial dishes must not be changed in any way!"
Jing Yuan subconsciously opened her mouth to shout.
However, Bu Fang just glanced at her indifferently, and kept moving his hands.
The emerald green juice poured out.