Meat,
This comes from an important ritual that the boss must perform every day - "cutting meat".
After the meat is removed and screened, only less than 10% of the lean meat is selected for use as raw material in the kitchen.
Once this kind of meat can be perfectly mixed into the dish, the quality of the entire dish will increase sharply and it will get a high score on the difficulty coefficient.
Moreover, when circus members eat the food, they will resonate with their own phobias, thus experiencing a strong sense of satisfaction, a feeling that is difficult to replace with ordinary ingredients.
But it is not easy to use the boss's meat well. Even the chief of the circus is not absolutely sure. Since the Sabat does not allow failure, few people will choose the boss's meat as raw material at the Sabat.
The mandatory conditions made the entire kitchen tense.
On weekdays, everyone would chat and laugh, and the kitchen where we could cook easily became depressing.
Only William, a newcomer who had never met the boss and had not yet realized the seriousness of the matter, seemed calm. He actually read a book on the chopping board and overturned and redid the dishes that had already been ordered.
"Scalp meat"
As the name suggests, it is the fleshy part that the boss uses to hold the hair. It is the most active meat with an excellent taste, but it is also difficult to control.
"If I make Buddha Jumps Over the Wall according to my original plan and stew the whole piece of meat, the activity of the meat will be difficult to control, not only will the taste be affected, but the whole thing will also be out of control, and it may even explode... This is the only way!"
William spent an hour memorizing the precautions for handling the meat, and at the same time came up with a new production process in his mind.
In order to suppress the activity of scalp meat, the first thing to do is to "mince the meat".
When William threw the scalp meat with constantly squirming pores directly into the meat grinder,
However, he hadn't even started stirring yet.
Bang! The all-metal mechanical meat grinder exploded.
When the flying metal fragments are shot out and affect the preparation of dishes by other members,
Buzz! The gray eyes between his eyebrows suddenly opened, and the spiritual power released enveloped all the fragments, making them stop in the air and slowly recover them.
William was also shocked. "This... Is this a 'stress response' of the meat piece sensing danger? Such a small piece of scalp meat actually has sound nerve feedback and is so powerful. It's really troublesome."
The cost of the meat grinder damage will be deducted from William's bracelet.
William threw the meat onto the chopping board.
A kind of mental restraint brought by a child's technique also worked, trying to restrain the piece of meat as completely as possible. Little Grape played a core role in this process.
Click! The suitcase opens.
William acted as if he was facing a powerful enemy. He pulled out his "black hand" with lightning speed and chopped at the piece of meat on the chopping board.
Ding! The axe chopped into the chopping block, but the meat disappeared.
The child's magic was completely ineffective, and the piece of meat curled up and bounced away as soon as it sensed danger.
"Phew...that was close!"
Fortunately, William reacted quickly and caught the piece of meat in the air. If it had fallen to the ground, points would have been deducted. If such unclean behavior had occurred, the quality of the dish would have been questioned.
"Is it so difficult? I don't believe it! Yellow-skinned..."
As William shouted, the gentleman's clothing automatically separated from the body, forming a special "cutting board cloth" spread on it.
When the scalp meat was put back on the chopping board, the leather threads immediately shot out and completely bound the meat.
Under layers of restraints, William began to slice.
Every time the axe blade was about to fall, the bound piece of meat actually shrank and avoided being cut. The cloth also made a tearing sound, and before long, the gentleman's clothing would be irreversibly damaged.
At this moment, a voice appeared in William's mind: "William, you are too conservative! You must have a murderous heart to deal with this kind of thing... Close your eyes and let me do it. I am very good at slicing meat."
This time, William accepted the advice of a certain evil person in his mind.
The moment he closed his eyes, a thick breath of death gushed out and an extremely perverted smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Bang!
The left hand, which was emitting death, pressed the scalp flesh on the chopping board tightly, and iron chain needles grew out at zero distance, allowing the pain to disrupt the nerve transmission effect in the flesh.
Cutting begins.
When William opened his eyes again a minute later, he could no longer feel the existence of his left palm.
On the cutting board,
The "scalp meat" has been sliced evenly, and the fat and lean parts have been separated.
As a price, William's palm used for pressing was also cut into pieces of meat.
Looking at such crazy practices and superb meat slicing techniques, William could only shake his head helplessly.
The meat piece is still active and will jump to the ground if you are not careful... but it is much better than before.
"Little Grape, the next step is very important! It will require your abilities."
"What are you going to do?"
"To boil lard... the fire in the kitchen is obviously not strong enough, so I will need to use all your remaining heat.
Sizzle!
The sound of hot oil cracking and meat colliding spread from the kitchen.
At the same time, a heat that made many people uncomfortable was released, far exceeding the maximum firepower in the kitchen and even higher than the temperature of the incinerator.
Not far away, Mr. Rabbit, feeling a little hot, couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his tie, tilting his head to look at the newcomer in the kitchen.
Seeing William trying hard to hold down the lid of the oil pan,
Looking at the remaining eye child between his eyebrows,
"The cursed one who looks directly at the firewood?"
Not only him, many people in the kitchen turned their eyes to William.
Using the power of the evil sun to cook was the first time seen even in the Circus of Fear. The hair lurking in the darkness retreated and fled when they felt the heat.
Chef Timmy came over and gave a reminder: "Evil Sun Cooking? Don't set the kitchen on fire, otherwise you will have to stay in the circus for the rest of your life to pay off your debt."
"Don't worry, I can control myself." William, who pressed his whole body on the pot lid, responded reluctantly.
When Chef Timmy was about to leave, he suddenly smelled a fragrance he had never smelled before, a pure aroma of oil... He became more and more curious about the dishes William was going to make.
Xie Yang cooked for a full hour before the commotion in the pot slowly calmed down.
When opening the cover,
The oil residue is ready, and the pores on the surface help it to breathe, making it crispy and not greasy.
William then cut all the oil residue into small pieces, mixed them with unfried lean meat cubes, and added vegetables, seasonings and lard to make the "stuffing".
Next, the edible skin of the gentleman's clothing room was torn off, and the skin was improved based on the production of the earliest rice noodle rolls.
A kind of "Chinese cuisine" is being made step by step by William.
Whether it is rolling out the dough, making and integrating the fillings, grinding the spices, or making the soup base, it is obviously very different from other people's cooking methods.
What William didn't know was that
The strong and fragrant smell released by the oil residue was actually absorbed by the tent and transmitted to the underground.
When someone hidden and imprisoned behind the hair curtain smelled the fragrance, he actually started to move.
"It's a scent I've never seen before. Although it's still very rough, there should be other processing steps, right? After all, there are still seven hours before the Demon Feast begins. This is just the beginning.
Finally I can experience a different kind of food again, whose masterpiece will it be?"
Strands of black hair began to wriggle, carrying the incapacitated mysterious man into a wheelchair carved from old wood. His withered arms were raised like an old, dilapidated machine, and they landed on the wheelchair and slid slowly.
She seemed to be preparing to arrive at the banquet hall early.