"Let's just use the kitchen knife." Yuan Zhou finally decided on the knife to use to remove the crabs.
Normally, it would be easier to remove the meat with Eight Crab Parts, but the difficulty was too low. Not only was it complicated to use, but it also took a long time. Naturally, it couldn't be used.
Time was money. Now that he had more time, Yuan Zhou could improve his cooking skills.
The reason why the Sande knife was useless was similar. The obsessive-compulsive Yuan Zhou felt that if he could use a kitchen knife, he would not use any other knife.
"It's rare for the system to provide second-class crabs. This Dongchang Lake should be a river crab," Yuan Zhou muttered to himself.
"Speaking of which, the chefs in Suzhou are still the best at cutting apart the crab meat. After all, both the Fried Crab Minced Meat and the Steamed Crab Minced Meat are the most famous dishes there. When can I go there to eat?" Yuan Zhou muttered while wiping the knife.
With a sound of "Hua", Yuan Zhou gently poured the boiling water on the crab's body. Only when the crab's shell was scalded into a reddish color did he begin to peel the crab.
There were spikes on the crab's body. Yuan Zhou was very careful when he was peeling it. He gently pressed the crab on the chopping board with his left hand and held the knife with his right hand. The tip of the knife was slightly tilted in his direction and he quickly cut the crab's head on both sides.
"Crack." There was a slight cracking sound of the crab's shell. Yuan Zhou's expression did not change as he used the tip of his knife to pry open the crab's shell.
Once the shell was opened, one could clearly see the crystal clear crab meat inside. Because it was a raw crab without the shell, the meat inside was still raw.
Just now, Yuan Zhou had only scalded the outer shell with boiling water.
"Swish swish." Yuan Zhou flipped his wrist and spun the knife in his hand. At this time, the handle of the kitchen knife was facing the crab shell.
This time, Yuan Zhou directly used a knife to scrape off the gallbladder in the center of the shell, the long web-like gills, and the peach-shaped inedible part.
While doing these things, the faucet in front of Yuan Zhou was always running a small stream of water. Every time he finished picking something, Yuan Zhou would wash it.
Moreover, he only washed the part that was picked out to ensure that the freshness of the crab would not be washed away by repeated washing.
Phew. After Yuan Zhou was done with the easiest part of the crab, he calmed himself down and started to pick the crab meat.
After all, the meat could only be picked out after cleaning it up.
In fact, it was easier to pick out the crab when it was cooked. At that time, whether it was the crab's body meat or the crab's leg meat, they would all solidify and shed their shells. Unlike now, the crab meat was still attached to the crab's shell. It was not easy to pick out the whole crab meat.
Therefore, from now on, Yuan Zhou's spirit began to be highly tense.
Yuan Zhou looked at the knife in his hand with a serious expression as he sliced the edge of the crab. During this process, Yuan Zhou did not look at the crab in his left hand.
Yuan Zhou had already memorized the appearance of the crab. He could directly control the knife and carefully pick the crab meat.
After a series of flashes and shadows of swords, Yuan Zhou stopped.
"As expected, it failed." Yuan Zhou looked at the completed crab and sighed.
Yes, when Yuan Zhou picked the crab body, he actually failed, because he scratched the whole crab meat.
However, Yuan Zhou still didn't stop until he finished picking. Well, this was the reason for his obsessive-compulsive disorder.
After all, for an obsessive-compulsive disorder, even if he made a mistake, he still wanted to finish it completely and then start a new round.
It was like writing. Even if one found a character was written wrong halfway, as an obsessive-compulsive disorder, he would still erase it and rewrite it after he finished writing. This was the persistence of an obsessive-compulsive disorder.
"Since I failed, let me cook a crab stew to eat." Looking at the crab on the chopping board, Yuan Zhou instantly decided on his lunch menu.
After cooking the crab stew, there was only the crab shell left. After thinking for a while, Yuan Zhou directly cooked the crab shell with the broth and then ground it into powder and put it aside.
That's right. Yuan Zhou was prepared to eat up the failed crab without any waste.
After that, Yuan Zhou drank up the crab stew and then began to prepare the ingredients for lunch.
That's right. There was not much time left before lunchtime.
When lunchtime started, Wuhai, who was the first to rush in, uttered before he even sat down.
"Boss Yuan, are you still going to cook the Longan Stuffed Buns tomorrow morning?" Wuhai looked at Yuan Zhou expectantly.
"You can only know tomorrow's matter tomorrow," Yuan Zhou said.
"I'm quite diligent. I like to plan tomorrow's matter today," Wuhai said primly.
"So, do you want me to help you plan it, Boss Yuan?" Wuhai's manner of speaking now was quite similar to Yuan Zhou's, which was quite intimidating.
Sure enough, he was a typical example of being marked by the company he kept.
"Your itinerary plan is made by Zheng Jiawei. When did you have such a thing?" Yuan Zhou directly exposed him.
Yuan Zhou was wearing a face mask, so Wuhai couldn't see his funny expression, but he still tried his best to explain.
"Yes, he did. But I also know how to do it now. Why don't I help you?" Wuhai tried his best to eat the Longan Stuffed Buns.
"What do you want to eat for lunch?" Yuan Zhou didn't answer him, but asked straightforwardly.
"Boiled Beef, Fiery Whip Beef, Stir-Fried Yellow Throats and a bowl of plain white rice of the 100 Styles of Rice Cuisines," Wuhai answered subconsciously.
"Okay. One moment, please." Yuan Zhou nodded the head and then turned around to cook.
"Um, um." Wuhai nodded the head hurriedly.
It was a habit of his. Since Yuanzhou shop introduced Sichuan Cuisine, Wuhai often ordered Xiaohebang Cuisine, which was mainly spicy and numbing. This cuisine was mainly from Zigong and Neijiang regions.
Therefore, the taste was very suitable for Wuhai, who loved spicy food. Therefore, he ordered three spicy dishes in a row.
"Wait. Didn't I finish my question just now?" Not until he paid the money did Wuhai realize that he was led into the ditch by Yuan Zhou before he could finish his question.
"This is Compass." Wuhai stroked his small mustaches and straightforwardly put his head on the table. He just stared at Yuan Zhou who was busy cooking blankly.
Wuhai was trying to make Yuan Zhou find his conscience by doing that. However, Yuan Zhou had an extraordinary concentration when cooking.
Even when Wuhai's dishes were served, Yuan Zhou still didn't turn his head even once.
Wuhai's attention was also captured by the dishes served. He straightforwardly started to eat happily.
"Although the Steamed Bun of Longan tomorrow is very important, the dish in front of me is more important now. I'll eat it first before thinking about other things." Wu Hai rubbed his belly and started eating quickly with the chopsticks in his hand.
Apparently, Wuhai was born in the zodiac of goldfish. His memory hadn't even lasted seven seconds.
After eating, Wuhai immersed himself in the spicy and fragrant taste. He smacked his lips and walked out of the restaurant with a satisfied expression.
It was a habit of Wuhai to make way for other customers after eating. It was also the habit of Wuhai. Therefore, only when he walked out of the restaurant did Wuhai react.
"Wait. I haven't asked him about the breakfast tomorrow, right?" Wuhai stroked his small mustaches and got lost in thought.
"Um. I can ask him again during dinner." Wuhai looked at the long line and then made up his mind. After all, Yuan Zhou was quite busy now and he couldn't disturb him.
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