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Chapter 1504

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The thin beef was wrapped in a layer of crystal-clear chili oil. As he got closer, the spicy aroma of the chili oil wafted over.

Judging from the color, it was bright red and glossy. Smelling the aroma, it was spicy but not pungent. The appearance and aroma had basically met the basic requirements of 'husband and wife lung slice'.

Then, he put it into his mouth.

The beef was soft and tender, and melted in his mouth with a gentle bite. The spicy aroma bloomed in his mouth, and intertwined with the aroma of the beef. It was indeed delicious.

However, Meg's brows furrowed slightly. After pondering for a while, he picked up a piece of tripe and put it into his mouth.

The tripe was still considered crispy, but there were some parts that were hard to chew and swallow after chewing.

Meg was deep in thought, and roughly determined where the problem was.

Harris looked at Meg nervously as he waited for his comments.

However, Meg put down his chopsticks, and didn't comment directly. Instead, he rinsed his mouth carefully with mouthwash, changed to a clean pair of chopsticks, and picked up a piece of beef as well.

From the appearance, it didn't look much different from Harris', but the aroma of the chili oil was richer.

After putting the beef into his mouth, he chewed it gently. The tender texture gave him a refreshing feeling, while the aroma of the beef, the spiciness of the braised meat, and the spiciness of the chili oil exploded in his mouth, bringing about a surprising texture and a wonderful taste.

Meg nodded. This was the correct taste. It was tender and not soft and tender. It looked similar, but the texture and taste in his mouth were completely different. What determined all of this was the control of the heat.

The aroma of the chili oil was also richer than Harris'. The taste of the chili and other spices had been completely boiled into the chili oil.

Then, Meg picked up a piece of tripe and put it into his mouth. The crispy texture brought him a wonderful enjoyment in his mouth. It was crispy and tender, and there was no situation where it couldn't be chewed.

It was obvious who was better.

"Harris's' husband and wife lung slice 'is already at its peak. The steps and process of cooking are also not wrong. It's just that he wasn't familiar with the spices and ingredients, and was unfamiliar with the cooking method. This led to the inconsistency of the cooking process, and affected the final product of the' husband and wife lung slice '.

The beef was too soft and tender, and it melted in the mouth immediately. One couldn't enjoy the rich aroma of chewing the beef. The tripe was a little overripe. It was crispy but not tender. At the same time, there was a part of it that couldn't be chewed, which greatly affected the taste and texture of the tripe.

Meg smiled at Harris, and said to him, "This is your first time cooking 'husband and wife lung slice'. You're really outstanding to be able to do this."

"Master, you flatter me." Harris smiled humbly, and his expression gradually became smug. He had expected that there would be some problems with the control of the fire. After all, it was his first time, and he didn't know much about the cooking method and ingredients. It was indeed not bad to be able to replicate it as completely as possible.

Mag continued to look at Chapman, and said, "However, in comparison, Chapman's' husband and wife lung slice 'has already reached a rather high standard. Regardless of whether it's the boiling of the chili oil or the braising of the beef and beef offal, they have all shown his understanding of this dish. Moreover, in terms of the control of the fire, he had a perfect grasp of the rhythm.

The tender and dregs of beef and the crispy and bouncy tripe of beef perfectly displayed the essence and deliciousness of the Husband and Wife Lung Slice.

To be able to produce such a level of Husband and Wife Lung Slice on his first try, he is worthy of being called a genius! "

The smile on Harris' face gradually froze, and he suddenly felt that something was amiss.

There was a huge gap between being outstanding and being a genius.

He had never thought that these two words would be used on him and Chapman one day. Furthermore, he was the outstanding one, while Chapman was the genius!

"Therefore, for this duel of Husband and Wife Lung Slice, I chose Chapman's Husband and Wife Lung Slice." Meg raised his finger and pointed at Chapman.

"It can't be …" Harris' expression collapsed. Such a thing actually happened.

One had to know that Chapman was indeed a very slow learner. Every time Harris taught him a new dish, he would need at least a month to master it.

However, he actually managed to master it after watching Meg's demonstration and explanation just once today. This wasn't Chapman at all!

Chapman hurriedly shook his head, and said, "I am slow-witted. It is all thanks to Great Master's guidance that I can understand and comprehend the Husband and Wife Lung Slice so quickly. I dare not say that I can win against Master."

"Let me try it, too." Harris was still a little unconvinced. He picked up his chopsticks and picked up a piece of beef that he had made. Just like what Meg had said, the beef was too soft, and there was almost no texture. It had lost the original taste of beef.

"This terrible texture." Harris frowned. The problem with the heat control was indeed very serious. It had completely lost the original taste that he should have.

He then picked up a piece of beef that Chapman had made and put it into his mouth.

The tender texture, together with the spicy chili oil, the fragrance of the braised meat, and the more he chewed, the more fragrant it became. It gave him a double pleasure of chewing and tasting.

"I suspect that you have been acting as me all this while." After a long while, Harris put down his chopsticks silently, and looked at Chapman with a complicated expression.

Chapman was sweating, and didn't know how to continue the conversation.

Harris then heaved a long sigh of relief, and rejoiced. "Luckily, I calmed down just now, and didn't bet on another master."

"Compared to these two servings of 'husband and wife lung slice', this one that I made is indeed completely crushed. The difference is not only in the control of the details, but also in the understanding of this dish," Harris said frankly. However, he still looked at Meg curiously. "Master, how did you enlighten this blockhead? This is something that I haven't been able to do after over 20 years of hard work. "

"Look." Meg slowly raised his middle finger. "This is the legendary golden finger. I know where to point."

Harris looked at Meg's raised middle finger. Although he felt that something was amiss, he still couldn't help but beg out of curiosity, "Then, can you point at me too?"

"Alright, let me give you some pointers." Meg nodded, and raised his middle finger at Harris' glabella with a serious expression.

"Ah ~"

"Shut up! Don't make such strange sounds. "

"Mm ~"

Meg retracted his finger, and took two steps back.

Meanwhile, Harris still had his eyes closed. His eyebrows were slightly raised, and his expression was rather interesting.

The messy information about the 'husband and wife lung slice' in his mind seemed to have been directed by this finger, and was quickly organized into information that he could accept easily. Some of the questions that he didn't understand previously were also solved.

"This … This is too magical!" After about three minutes, Harris opened his eyes, and looked at Meg in amazement. "You really know how to point at everything. You know everything! Master, you are really a genius at being a teacher. "

Meg shook his head, and humbly said, "It's just a small trick. I'm actually not good at being a teacher at all."

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