Harris listened to Meg explain all kinds of spices that he had never heard of before. He wasn't asking questions, but was really like a serious student.
Of course, what surprised him the most was that he had almost traveled all over the Norland Continent, and seen all kinds of spices used by different races. However, there were still many spices that he had never heard of before that Meg was talking about.
For example, the spice called star anise. According to Meg, it was produced in the mountains near Issen Castle. However, he had never seen a chef using this spice in the 20 years that he had stayed in Issen Castle.
There was also the cinnamon. It was a kind of tree bark that had a unique fragrance. This method of obtaining spices made him very surprised.
"Master, I'm afraid there isn't a single market on the Norland Continent that can find all of these spices that you need," Harris complained after hearing Meg's explanation.
"That's indeed the case. I also obtained some of the spices through special channels. They haven't been widely accepted and promoted." Meg nodded in agreement. Some of the spices didn't exist in this world, and were cultivated by the system.
"In this case, we won't be able to replicate this dish if we leave Chaos City." Harris scratched his head with a frown. He was a little frustrated.
"I will give you a set of spices when you leave. If you finish it, you can come back to get more," Meg said to Harris earnestly. "As the saying goes, don't travel too far when your master is around."
Chapman hesitated for a while, and softly asked, "Great-master, don't we not travel too far when our parents are around?"
Harris couldn't help but give him a sideways glance. He was obviously taking advantage of him.
"That's roughly what it means." Meg nodded calmly, and continued, "Knowing the spices is only the first step. Next, we have to talk about how to braise it. This is a step to let the beef and beef offal absorb the spices perfectly. It's also the most important step in the dish, 'husband and wife lung slice'.
A pot of premium braising sauce can give the meat a soul, and these spices are the real main characters … "
Meg continued to explain. He set up a wok and began to demonstrate the operation of the wok.
As a veteran chef with decades of experience, these steps were extremely simple for Harris. To him, what he learned was more about Meg's understanding and application of spices. If he could add a large number of spices together, it would create a more wonderful taste instead of restricting and affecting each other.
Chapman, on the other hand, was a very honest and good student. He remembered every step that Meg explained in detail. At the same time, he wrote down the key points in his notebook, just like a student who leaned forward to listen to the teacher.
"After the plate presentation is done, pour the freshly boiled chili oil over it slowly, sprinkle a handful of cooked sesame seeds, and add some tender green coriander as decoration. Then, the delicious Husband and Wife Lung Slice will be done." Meg took a step back and displayed the Husband and Wife Lung Slice that he had just made.
"It's a combination of color and aroma. It's so complicated that it's astonishing. Every step has a genius' idea. Master, you're really a genius," Harris complimented.
The steps of boiling the chili oil previously also amazed him. He didn't expect that oil could be processed like this, and become something like a condiment. This completely overturned some of his fixed thinking.
"It's just a routine operation." Meg waved his hand nonchalantly, and passed two pairs of chopsticks to Harris and Chapman. He said, "Here, try it. You didn't get to eat this dish yesterday, either."
"Let me try this beef first." Harris took the chopsticks, and picked up a thin piece of beef that was covered in the translucent chili oil. The aroma of the braised meat and chili oil wafted over slowly. Before it entered his mouth, he already couldn't help but salivate.
When the beef entered his mouth, there was a hint of chewiness amidst its softness. It wasn't the kind that would melt in his mouth. The aroma of the meat blossomed slowly as he chewed, and exploded into a deliciousness that made his taste buds go crazy under the influence of the chili oil.
"This taste!" Harris' eyes lit up immediately. This taste was simply too impactful. The various spices weren't stacked on top of each other for no reason. Every single one of them was emitting a unique fragrance, making the taste of this mouthful of meat extremely layered.
The rich aroma exploded in his mouth, and was intoxicating.
"Slash!"
With a crisp sound, the cotton robe that Harris was wearing actually tore open.
"This dish has actually reached the level of making Master's robe tear open!" Chapman looked at Harris' torn robe in shock. He had followed his master for many years, and had only seen such a situation two or three times.
"Does this dish really have such magical powers?" Chapman picked up his chopsticks expectantly, picked up a piece of beef scalp, and put it into his mouth.
The soft and sticky beef scalp didn't have the toughness of the leather at all, and was easily torn open by his teeth. The beef scalp, which was the most difficult to taste, still had a rich spicy aroma after being braised for a long time. The plump collagen gave it a sticky texture, but the fragrance of the braised meat neutralized the stickiness perfectly, and brought about a very wonderful texture.
Meanwhile, the chili oil on the outside gave the beef scalp a fragrant and spicy taste!
"So this is the taste!" Chapman's eyes lit up. The taste of this beef scalp was completely beyond his imagination. The rich and wonderful taste made him understand the complicated process from before, and that every spice had its own unique effect.
"I feel that yesterday's competition was a little unfair," Harris said seriously to Meg.
"Hmm?" Meg looked at him. Is he trying to deny it?
"This should be a 5: 0 round! My 18-year-old maiden dress is obviously a crazy crush in terms of taste, alright? There's no comparison at all! 3: 1 is simply a blasphemy to the 'husband and wife lung slice'! "Harris said agitatedly.
"Erm …" Meg didn't know how to continue all of a sudden. He smiled, and said, "Alright, I'll stop explaining this dish here. The restaurant has all the ingredients and kitchenware you need. You can practice on your own, and you can ask me if there's anything you don't understand."
Harris nodded. Then, his gaze landed on Chapman, and he smilingly said, "Take it slow. Why don't we make a serving of 'husband and wife lung slice' at the same time and see whose is better?"
"I'm slow-witted. I don't dare to compare myself with Master." Chapman shook his head.
"It's alright. I know you're slow-witted and slow to learn things. Otherwise, why would I pick you?" Harris chuckled, and said, "This won't affect my performance."
"I …" Chapman was still a little hesitant.
"Don't worry. Let Great Master give you some pointers." Meg looked at Chapman with a smile, and then stuck out his middle finger at him.
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