As he spoke, Ye Tian began to move.
A small bowl of rice.
He placed it under the tap and rinsed it with water.
While he was washing, he rubbed it repeatedly for at least two minutes.
"Eh, I don't understand what the Master Chef is doing. Isn't the outer layer of rice very nutritious? Many people say that it's just a simple wash.”
"Yeah, that's what my mom said too, so I only need to go through the water once every time.”
"You just happened to find an excuse to be lazy, okay?”
As a nutritionist, I can tell you that if you wash the rice twice, you will lose about 40% of the vitamins, 15% of the mineral salt, and more than 10% of the protein.
This was because rice contained some water-dissolved vitamins and mineral salt, which were mainly found in the outer layer of the rice grains. If it was repeatedly washed or forcefully rubbed and stirred, it was easy to lose the nutrients on the surface of the rice.
"Hubby, look at these comments!"
Su Wen Wan agreed with the nutritionist's words and handed the message to Ye Tian.
"Nutrient?"
Ye Tian stared at Su Wen Wan, sizing her up: ""Do you still need nutrition with your figure?”
Su Wen Wan looked down at her body in confusion."What's wrong with my figure?"
"Host, your husband is indirectly calling you fat!”
"I knew that my husband would never say anything good.”
"How is it? I was right. There are only zero or countless times when it comes to courting death.”
"Host, don't tolerate domestic violence!"
……
Su Wen Wan came back to her senses, gnashing her teeth as she approached Ye Tian.""What right do you have to call me fat!"
"When did I say that you're fat? What I'm saying is that your current figure is just the golden ratio. One point more and you'll be fat, and one point less and you'll be thin. Therefore, one must not pay too much attention to nutrition.”
"Oh, the husband of the Master Chef has a strong desire to live.”
"Master Chef, you're not a bootlicker! I don't even have the face to watch."
"That's more like it!"
Su Wen Wan nodded in satisfaction after hearing Ye Tian's evaluation for the first time.
"Then, can you take your hand away?”
Ye Tian glanced at the hand that was already in his armpit and rolled his eyes.
"Alright, continue."
Ye Tian pursed his lips, placing the washed rice into the clay pot and placing it on the stove. He turned on the fire and began to prepare the tenderloin.
After a few cuts, the barbecued pork that everyone was looking forward to did not appear.
The tenderloin turned into a small ball of uniform size.
That's right, Ye Tian's squarish blade had created a strange circle.
Ye Tian then placed three pots on the stove.
After sprinkling a little seasoning into the meatballs, the three pots opened fire at the same time.
He did not put anything in the pot and just cooked it like that.
The other pot was filled with a little water and a little rock sugar.
In the last pot, he poured some ketchup and other seasonings into it.
"D * mn, the Master Chef is really different. He uses three pots to cook.”
"Otherwise, how can I be called the God of Cookery? It's a pity that my internal energy shattered the barbecued pork. I'm afraid I won't be able to see it.”
"It's not a big problem. This formation looks pretty good.”
The audience was talking.
The bottom of the pot was already red.
Ye Tian flicked his wrist and the meatball in his bowl fell into the bowl.
Amidst the tearing sounds.
White smoke rose.
Ye Tian grabbed the handle of the pot and began to push it away.
Under the circular shaking, the meatballs that everyone thought would stick to the pot seemed to have come alive. They circled and chased after each other in the pot.
The smell of meat filled the kitchen.
Ten seconds later, Ye Tian turned his hand.
The iron pot flipped in the air like an old-fashioned popcorn shake.
However, what was surprising was that…
As they flipped, the meatballs seemed to be frozen in mid-air, and none of them fell.
They could even see that every time Ye Tian turned, the ball of flesh in the middle would spin and burn.
Ye Tian quickly shook the wok.
The meatball that was emitting white smoke and carrying a charred fragrance was poured into the ketchup pot beside him.
After shaking it a few more times, the meatball was completely stained with the sauce. He was shaken into the syrup.
Three seconds later, the meatballs were out of the pot.
Ye Tian poured it into the ice box he had prepared earlier.
The set of movements was smooth and natural, without any sense of stagnation.
What made the audience even more shocked was…
Ye Tian's three pots were all clean.
Even the tomato juice and syrup in the last two pots had just been used up.
From the beginning to the end, he did not see any excess soup leaking out.
Su Wen Wan was also unable to keep her eyes on it. Compared to the other audience members, she could feel the awesomeness of it more.
That was, how fragrant was it?
Under the stimulation of the fire, the kitchen was filled with an intoxicating fragrance of meat and sweetness.
He didn't even need to eat it to know what kind of fragrance it would have when it entered his mouth.
Moreover, the finished dish was even more shocking.
Crystal-like spheres were scattered on the ice.
Through the crystalline outer layer, one could see the juice flowing inside.
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