Chapter 633 Industrial Cuisine

Ten minutes have passed.

From the beginning of the game to now, Guo Shouque has remained motionless.

Not even the sound of breathing could be heard.

It was as if what was there was not an old ghost with almost all his hair and eyebrows, but a piece of rotten wood with an ugly and unsightly posture.

It's placed right outside the opponent's cooking table.

Such an eyesore.

He just lowered his head and observed Johnny's cooking table intently, scrutinizing every tool, watching his every movement and step, his narrowed eyes trying to open wide, full of curiosity and expectation.

That way, it was like a child coming to school for the first time.

Everything feels powerful and novel.

This is good, that is good, everything is good. Is there anything else awesome? Take it out quickly, take it out and show me!

He obviously expressed his admiration so frankly, but it was so... unpleasant!

The rude and violent temper behind the kitchen counter became even more intense.

Johnny stared at Guo Shouche silently, with veins popping out in his thick arms. He pressed himself against the kitchen table, bent down, and looked down at him: "Old ghost, what are you looking at?"

"Look at you."

Guo Shouque answered without any embarrassment: "I'm observing my opponent, looking for your omissions... But to be honest, your basic skills are perfect, and there are no omissions in all the ingredients. It's really amazing!

Mr. Gu Zhijian, you must have gone through countless trials, right? I can see that every action that does not require thinking and skillful techniques must have been obtained after countless repeated trainings. In addition to this amazing talent, your hard work and hard work are far above mine! "

"The fighting spirit of young people is really terrifying..."

collapse!

The roar suddenly broke out.

On the cooking table, countless tools and ingredients suddenly flew up, and then fell hastily.

Because a palm covered with veins has left deep cracks on the chopping board.

"Are you done talking?"

Johnny Gu Zhijian raised his head and asked coldly.

"Well, that's it."

"Since you like to watch, then just watch, old ghost."

Johnny bent down, got closer, grinned, and said indifferently: "It doesn't matter if you use any tricks or tactics to destroy my ingredients or interfere with my production. But it won't change the result, because your little tricks are simply useless. It won’t have any impact on me!”

He withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, and put aside the hideous turkey in his hand piece by piece, skillfully bleeding and dividing it in an orderly manner. He is not afraid that the other party will secretly learn his skills, or even that the other party will damage his ingredients when he is not paying attention.

Just let Guo Shouche sit there and chatter endlessly.

His expression was indifferent.

Without the slightest hint of anger, he seemed to have merged with the concrete, steel bars, lime, etc., turning into an artificial iron and stone statue.

Even if the earth is falling apart before his eyes, he will not be shaken at all.

Since he was eight years old, as a despised illegal immigrant, he has been pushing a food cart and walking with his chef on the streets, wandering between slums and business districts, avoiding searches by the Food Administration and police pursuits, and gangsters. Blackmail, ostracism from peers. Endure and adapt to countless malicious environments, then transform and finally dominate!

In the roaring and scorching steel mills, in the dusty production workshops, in the noisy and chaotic slums, next to the mosquito-ridden garbage dumps...it is this rapidity that originated from the deepest roots of Detroit. , fast, high-calorie, industrial cooking without any flaws!

For him, Guo Shouque's off-the-table moves were not even comparable to the sound of a fly flying!

After just a few minutes, all the ingredients were processed.

It’s production time…

Without any protection, that palm lifted the red-hot pot lid.

The thin and pitiful temperature could not even penetrate the thick calluses, and the moment the pot lid was lifted, a terrifying wave engulfed the entire arena.

So pungent, so rich, such a smell spread violently in everyone's nose, making their eyes widen in disbelief.

That's...motor oil?

Huai Shi took a deep breath and finally confirmed: This is indeed engine oil and there is nothing wrong with it! Now, all that is boiling and surging in that huge oil pan is engine oil!

But smelling the smell, I couldn't help but take a deep breath.

I felt a sense of joy that I don’t know how to describe.

Even though I knew it was so pungent and unhealthy, I couldn't help but want to inhale more and feel this sudden stimulation and pleasure.

The rough taste lingering on the tip of the nose gradually decomposed and became sweet.

Like flowers and grass, like trees, like agarwood, it creates another completely different scent in the erratic way.

Mesmerizing.

At the same time, I was unbearably hungry and thirsty.

It wasn't until Huai Shi reached out and forced Maki onto the chair that she realized that she had stood up without knowing when. She became so hungry that she couldn't help but want to pounce forward.

I was intoxicated by the smell of engine oil and found it hard to extricate myself.

Consciousness has begun to fade.

Huai Shi clenched her five fingers and when she opened her palm again, a handful of calamity ash appeared and was poured directly into her nose.

Jie Hui smells salt to refresh the mind.

In an instant, amid the spread of pure negative energy, Maki's eyes turned red. She didn't know what sad past events she recalled, and tears flowed out.

Huaishi also wasted a tissue.

It wasn't until he cried for a long time that he finally realized: "What's wrong with me? I just..."

Miss Huai Zhi sighed and took out her cell phone to show her.

[Organic solvent addiction]

This is a tendency that most people have innately, and even they themselves are not aware of it.

Motor oil, rosin, turpentine, paint, coating...

Faced with this volatile substance, it is obviously pungent and bad for the body, but if you just want to smell it, or even just imagine a similar smell, a hunger will appear in your chest that only a smoker can feel. Feeling of thirst.

There are even serious cases where they become addicted to it and cannot extricate themselves.

This is already an addiction like tobacco or alcohol.

The taste alone can cause symptoms of poisoning and addiction in ordinary people. As a chef, Johnny's skills are admirable and admirable.

Now, Johnny lifted the spice bucket, handful after handful, then handful after handful, covering the prepared ingredients with a large amount of spices.

With an understatement of kneading, his hands burst out with terrifying power like cement stirring rods, kneading the spices into the raw turkey meat.

"oh?"

Guo Shouque raised his eyebrows: "Young man, are you planning on using engine oil to fry?"

"Isn't it possible?"

Johnny grinned with a mocking smile: "The blood of industry is engine oil. And the king of engine oil is Exxon! What we prepare for you today is the signature dish of industrial cuisine, Exxon fried chicken set meal!"

With his movements, all the ingredients fell into the boiling pot.

In an instant, a loud boiling noise erupted, and a large amount of black smoke rose up, spreading violently around. Like a chemical reaction, the chicken floating in the engine oil emitted a wild and strange aroma, which blended into the pungent engine oil smell, forming a mist-like mist that instantly enveloped the entire venue.

The unique rich aroma of fried food and the allure of pungent engine oil merge into one, and when they overlap each other, they become ten times more infectious.

Even Huai Shi couldn't help but want to praise such an incredible creativity.

Threads of darkness spread from the side of Miss Huazhi, vaguely shrouding Maki and isolating her. If an ordinary person smells this smell, he will probably turn into a crazy glutton like a zombie in an instant, right?

High-fat, high-calorie food is the most essential need for every life to maintain.

Desires that have been engraved in human genes, cells and essence since primitive times.

No matter how unhealthy it is for modern people, for those people in history who were hungry all year round, it is out-and-out good news!

A two-pronged approach!

The intrinsic attraction brought by the high-calorie fried food and the magical allure exuded by the engine oil were integrated into one, and the projection of a huge city was actually formed in the spreading black smoke.

It was a city-state shrouded in haze, coal ash, and the roar of machinery all year round. It was the splendid pearl of production in America, belonging to Detroit and the dazzling glory of industry!

This place has indeed been turned into a stage for industrial cooking, and everything is already under Johnny's control!

When the golden chicken is lifted out of the frying pan, it glows with golden sparkles.

In an instant, rows after rows of fried food had been drained of oil and powder, and came to the chopping board with the pungent aroma.

Chicken legs, chicken wings, chicken breasts, chicken hearts, chicken tenders...chicken burgers!

With Johnny's quick and precise movements like an assembly line, huge cardboard boxes were loaded one after another and arranged in a row.

This is no longer enough for one person to finish.

"You actually made so many copies?"

Guo Shouque raised his head in astonishment, a trace of bitterness appeared on his wrinkled face: "I can't finish eating this handful of old bones. Isn't this a bit despicable?"

"Don't worry, you don't need such dirty methods to defeat an old guy like you."

Johnny Gu Zhijian tilted his head, lit his cigarette, and shook the ashes casually: "The workers have very bad tempers, even worse than you, an old guy.

Rude, irritable, loud and unwilling to give in, hungry after a day's work... Such guests cannot be kept waiting for a long time, and such workers cannot be left disappointed.

The essence of industrial cooking is absolute output, absolute standards, and absolute satiety! "

As he spoke, he grinned, looked at the surrounding stage, and said provocatively: "I made it for ten people today! Interested friends can come to the stage to get it later... but it won't taste good after it cools down. ah."

As he said that, Qiao Ni held the cigarette in his hand, picked up a huge cardboard box that was bigger than Guo Shouche's head, and sent it to him: "Please, old ghost, before you die, savor the new food." The craftsmanship of the times!”

In the carton, there is a dazzling array of fried food, and even a large bottle of ice-cold happy water is included.

This is a super-large Exxon fried chicken set meal that is enough for a family of three to eat for a whole day!

Guo Shouque picked up the carton, lowered his head, looked at the heat bombs in the box, and pondered for a long time.

"Are you scared?" Johnny sneered mockingly.

"No, I'm just curious, young man..."

Guo Shouque stretched out his hand and grabbed a chicken leg that was bigger than his face. He came closer and looked at it. He couldn't help but laugh softly: "Although I am an old thing who can't keep up with the times, at least I can still tell the difference clearly." ...What kind of fried chicken is this?”

He laughed, breaking Johnny's disguise and making his smile freeze for a moment:

"——This is obviously tempura!"

There will be more later