Don't tell me, when I first watched the fight, An Ran thought it was chaotic, but after a few fights, everyone felt that it was orderly.

First I hit it with my fist, and then I slapped it with my hand.

And the rhythm is very strong, and it feels like beating the drums every time.

But if you have a sense of rhythm, you are also beating a piece of meat, right?

Does this meat have a grudge against you? You should treat a piece of meat like this.

Griffith was dumbfounded. What is this guy doing? Beating the meat? Taking out his anger? Will the meat taste delicious if you beat it like this?

It seems that this is the reason why this guy does this. He wants to beat the meat to make it soft, and the fibers will become loose after being hit.

But this is an old piece of meat, how can it be so easy?

If you keep patting it with the back of a knife, the texture of the entire meat will be destroyed. It may not be tender when you eat it in your mouth, but it will definitely feel like scum.

Beating the beef with your fists is a good idea, but the manpower is only so large and the force is uneven. In the end, the fiber will be messed up and it will not taste good.

Griffith looked at it for a few times and shook his head. This guy was in a hurry and sought medical treatment. There was nothing he could do.

Let's see what tricks you can come up with.

He scolded his men, "Everyone does your job well. What does other people's doings have to do with you?"

Everyone responded, but there was really nothing to do at hand, so they kept looking over there.

Ferris said: "I don't quite understand Mr. Enron's method. It seems a bit unpredictable..."

The audience in front of the TV was even more puzzled.

Have you ever seen people from Xizhou use this method of processing beef?

It can be said that nine out of ten people in Xizhou are blind to cooking. They can eat hamburgers outside at noon, and when they go home for a more sumptuous meal in the evening, they just have steaks, barbecues and the like.

There are still many people who don’t know how to do it.

Let's not talk about what to eat in the morning: steamed buns and fried dough sticks, oatmeal soaked in milk, a big bowl of sticky food, which will surely make people in Xiazhou lose their appetite after seeing it.

How can a person like this understand Enron’s methods?

Chu Xiaoxiao and Fei Liwen often cook and can understand it, but they don't understand it deeply. They only know that they are processing beef to make the meat soft.

But neither of them could understand that softness and tenderness were two different feelings.

Ferris looked at his watch, "Mr. Anron, I must remind you that your time has passed by two minutes!"

An Ran nodded, "There's enough time."

He was still hitting the filet mignon in his hand, hitting it with his fist, and the rhythm was very even.

People watching the live broadcast were even more confused.

"With all due respect, I can't understand this kind of operation. Has he actually given up and is expressing his dissatisfaction with Griffith in this way?"

"Smashing the steak? Why is this? I don't quite understand Mr. An Ran's behavior. Maybe there is some deep meaning in it? But I really can't figure it out."

"Is this a mysterious cooking method in Xiazhou? I think there might be something in it that we don't understand."

"I think he just has a grudge against Steak. He took this opportunity to take revenge on Steak. Maybe he has grudge against Cow! Who knows, maybe this guy is a pervert."

"..."

The audience was confused and couldn’t figure out what was going on!

Ferris reminded: "Mr. Anron, I have to remind you that three minutes have passed!"

Over there, Chu Xiaoxiao said: "The pot has been completely drained of oil."

An Ran nodded, poured out all the oil in the pot, and then waited for the pot to cool before putting it on the stove again.

Ferris shook his head repeatedly as he watched. Four minutes passed over and over again.

They've finished frying the beef over there, but they haven't even started yet.

But An Ran didn't seem anxious at all.

An Ran put the pot on the gas stove to heat it a second time. This was already the third time.

Everyone had doubts about frying steak in a wok, but when they saw An Ran repeating it over and over again, they all shook their heads.

"This is unprofessional. If you were a really good chef, I don't think you would be so unsure about temperature control, right?"

Everyone saw that Anron's pot was being heated repeatedly, and they all thought that Anron was not able to control the temperature well, so he heated it repeatedly.

"If he had used a griddle, this problem wouldn't exist. He's too pretentious."

"If you want to be different from others, you have to pay a price. Enron will definitely lose this game. I think he is messing around and deliberately embarrassing Griffith.",

"No, I don't think Mr. Enron will. He has always been very serious!"

At this moment, An Ran's hand passed over the pot, tested the temperature and said: "Okay."

Chu Xiaoxiao quickly poured the oil, but An Ran raised her hand to stop her, "No need, just put down the steak."

"Ah?"

Ferris said: "I really don't understand Mr. An Ran's operation. I'm afraid the little oil in the pot is not enough."

An Ran ignored him at all, put the steak into the pot directly, and then shook it a little in the pot.

Since the frying pan has been thoroughly soaked in oil, the steak does not stick to the pan and sloshes in the pan.

The fire under the wok seems to be very small at this time, but in fact, it has already accumulated enough temperature when it was heated last time, and the current flame is enough to maintain this temperature.

This is also the advantage of the three-layer heating of high-grade stainless steel. The thermal conductivity is very high. Usually, only half of the flame is enough to heat it to a sufficient temperature.

After shaking the steak in the pot twice, An Ran picked up the lid and placed it on the pot.

"This..."

Ferris showed a surprised expression, "Mr. Anron, if you do this... the steak will not taste good. If the water cannot evaporate, a layer of water vapor will penetrate into the surface of the steak, and the taste will change!"
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An Ran smiled and said: "Miss Ferris doesn't know now. It will be ready later. You will know after you try it."

"Well, it seems that Mr. An Ran is very confident, so I, a layman, won't say anything more."

Ferris smiled bitterly and shook his head repeatedly.

In Xizhou, no one ever covers the steak when frying it. The lost moisture will circulate back and forth in the pot, and the beef will soon lose its original taste.

"Oh my God, my God, this guy is a layman. He doesn't know how to fry steak."

One of Griffith's men laughed and said: "I believe he gave up on himself. No one would ever do this. This is self-destruction."

Another person said: "I believe he doesn't understand at all."

Griffith turned the steak over and said, "I guess he is making a fool of himself. Gentlemen, please don't pay attention to people with sick heads and do your own thing!"

"Okay!" Everyone responded together.

Is there anything to do? Nothing.

But here An Ran looked at the steam coming out of the pot with a calm expression.
Chapter completed!