"Don't just look at it and put it in the wooden pallet over there that is burning in the ice. Don't melt it in a while. The cold fresh meat that has finally formed in a short time will be slightly frozen. Once it is scratched, it will become the taste of water-filled meat."

Zhang Xiaobao's hands kept moving, and he gave instructions to Wang Juan, who was standing next to him, who was only watching the fun and not helping.

Wang Juan has been admiring Zhang Xiaobao's knife skills. It looks very ordinary, just cut it and then lift the knife. The difference is that the meat should be in pieces but rolled. Obviously, other actions were added when cutting, which had hidden strength. After all, hand cutting is not like a meat-cutter.

Hearing Zhang Xiaobao's dissatisfied voice, he smiled and hurried over to pick up the wooden pallets that were buried in the ice, and did not forget to put a few pieces of ice around him.

After putting it on, Wang Juan looked at the meat roll and praised, "The meat is so good. It's actually a small circle of white, similar to lamb meat."

"If you have fat, why don't you have to freeze it? Otherwise, the fat cannot be cut so thin. I will stick to the knife unless I let the knife and the meat be at the same temperature and apply another layer of oil on it. Of course, a special craft knife is also OK, but we don't have that technology, it would be great if there was a cold forged knife."

Zhang Xiaobao took another piece of meat and sighed while cutting it.

Wang Juan didn't say anything, but the technology was several generations worse. There was really cold forging technology. The first knife I made would not be a kitchen knife, but a scalpel, as well as a cutting knife for machine tools. When did I get too luxurious to use cold forging technology?

"Semo Tamoha stayed for dinner, will we entertain him?" Wang Juan thought of another thing.

"Welcome him, just entertain him. Have hot pot with us, and the people he brings to eat with others. Etiquette, but we don't need to tell him serious things, or even talk."

Zhang Xiaobao's movements suddenly stopped and looked at the meat: "It has been injured. You have to pick this piece out. I don't want this part of the meat."

The knife in Zhang Xiaobao moved back a distance, cut it down and looked at it, shook his head. He continued to move back, and this time he finally let the tangled piece of venison go over.

Wang Juan took it over and looked at it, rolled his eyes a few times, and said, "It should have been touched by hard rocks or something, and then pierced it. Otherwise, such scars would not appear in the tenderloin. It would be difficult to live after all."

"I think life is good. If it is really too easy, don't you think life will be very monotonous? There are so many meats waiting to be cut, and I know why cutting meat with our hands at that time was so expensive."

Zhang Xiaobao's movements are not slow, but the meat is too thin and requires a high level of strength on his wrist. When exerting force downward, it is necessary to cut, not press, otherwise the meat below will be deformed a little, and then one cut is either thin or thick, and even half a piece of meat will be cut.

He took the sharpening rod over. Zhang Xiaobao rubbed the knife on it twice and continued to work hard: "I will never cut meat like this for them again. It's really tormenting."

"It will be blunt after cutting twice?" Wang Juan looked at Zhang Xiaobao who always used the sharpening rod to scrape the knife. Until now, she didn't understand what was going on because she didn't need to use that thing when cooking.

Zhang Xiaobao shook his head lightly: "It's the blade. Scrape the grease on it. The knife is fine. Can you do this? Prepare a basin of hot water and then prepare a basin of cold water. I put the knife in the hot water first, then wipe it with a towel, put it in the cold water, and then wipe it with another towel, so there is no need to use a sharpening rod.

Use hot water to remove grease and cool the knife. It is not easy for every industry. Eating it looks the simplest and most complicated.”

"Then why do you have to cut it by hand? It's because of artificiality?" Wang Juan asked promptly.

"Because, you can't tell whether the meat is good or bad when cut by the machine, and the texture is messy. When you ask, people say that it's like the machine, but when you cut it by hand, the texture is there. No chef will cut the meat out for you when destroying the texture of the meat, otherwise the chef will not be qualified.

In this way, you can feel at ease when eating it. The meat should be whatever it should be. Don’t worry about adding lamb oil to other meats. Cutting meat with hand is popular because of quality.

The price of meat is cheap, and everyone cannot buy good meat, mainly in restaurants. This is a bad currency that drives out good money. However, if you have hand-cut meat, you choose this kind of meat in order to eat better, so there are good money that drives out bad money.

The main reason is that eating is not like other things. Everyone knows that illness comes from the mouth, and when you go to a restaurant, you naturally don’t care about the difference between the price and the family. All, a slightly more expensive hand-cut meat is more popular than machine-cut meat that doesn’t know what kind of meat it is.”

When Zhang Xiaobao was talking, he shook his left hand. He kept pressing the flesh with this hand, it was so cold that his fingers were frozen.

Wang Juan nodded in understanding. She knew this. Chinese people were really smart. Not only foreigners were afraid, but Chinese people themselves were afraid. If they were their own people, they could sell mutton slices worth 70 yuan for more than 20 yuan, just like mutton that cost more than 30 yuan more than a hundred years ago for more than ten yuan.

Don’t worry about the specific things for now, just talk about the same taste, how low the cost of the things is.

So Chinese people are afraid of it themselves, so they usually go to the halal halal to buy beef and mutton, and go home to cut it. It is ironic. It is obviously a religious group of people who should be curbed and rejected, but they have to buy things in other people because no one dares to sell fake meat there. It is a national conflict and will kill people.

The prices of things sold to foreign countries are still very cheap in terms of the same quality. What makes foreign industry even more scared is that the quality of things exported by China is a little worse, and the prices are much worse.

Yes, the quality is indeed not very good, but the price is cheap. If it is a car, quality is very important, but what quality is the disposable tableware? It is thrown away after eating.

"Can we Chinese really be the scourge of this planet?" Wang Juan asked.

"China is the scourge of the entire universe, so let the Chinese rule the planet first and then harm the universe. Other people cannot do it at all, and they can only suffer losses. The deer's people are really good, with delicate flesh. You look at the sunset. It looks like the texture of the cloth."

Zhang Xiaobao pinched a piece of meat and looked at the light outside.

Wang Juan came over to take a look and nodded: "It's really good. It's exercise all year round, and it's different from other animals, especially it's much stronger than wild boar meat, and the fibers are not that thick. Unfortunately, there is no marble pattern. If you didn't deliberately bring some fat, you can't even see a little white when you cut it."

"Marble. It's just the ratio of protein to fat. That's other people's rules. It's not our Chinese. You can take the five beefs of A to make steak. Can you also stir-fry shreds? You cut them along the texture, and the fat and thin ones are separated. If you don't go along, but cut them horizontally, then let's stop eating shreds. Eat foam, it will break.

The problem of eating habits is not necessarily good if others say it is good. Unless it is sold specifically to them. Just like eating fish and crabs, do you eat crabs in the UK? Do you eat carp in the US? There are so many thorns.

But if you have wild crabs and carp, it would be very expensive. It would be difficult for British people to eat crabs. It would be better than lobsters. They are peeled off by the chef. We don’t need them. We have special tools to eat them. Eight crabs are so charming.

There are also carp, of course, the United States will not eat it anymore. It has a strong earthy smell and there are too many thorns. Why? Because they eat it simply, Chinese children have known since childhood that they should spit out thorns when eating fish, rather than waiting for their parents to make it out and put bread slags when frying.

Many people are sad, saying that American food is good and Western food. Actually, I really don’t like eating things. I would rather make it myself, not that others’ things are not good and people always eat them. It’s because I’m not used to it and the nutritional content is too high.

I don’t need so much nutrition. When I do special training, I eat lean meat. I don’t need marble-textured fat. I focus on explosiveness, not bodybuilding, and I don’t need so many special muscle mass on my body. Well, is it easy to have a meal?"

When Zhang Xiaobao finished speaking, he finally cut all the meat. He swung his hands hard. In this moment, he cut more than 40 kilograms of meat, and it was of a high standard thickness. It was only at this moment that the knife showed a backwardness. It was not as good as cold forging, and it was much worse.

Wang Juan was also not idle. In fact, there were not many meat rolls on a tray. Zhang Xiaobao cut it quickly, and it was more magical. When you looked at it, it was turned one after another, but if you counted according to the movement, you found that the numbers were counted in your mouth very quickly. The visual error was as fast as the wheel of the car, and then you looked at it and turned very slowly backwards.

Putting the last meat roll on the tenth tray, Wang Juan looked at Zhang Xiaobao and said with a smile: "Husband, what I admire most is your love and support for my Chinese tradition. I don't say you are right or wrong, I just say that your persistence is not something that Chinese people have.

As we have talked about before, many people who go abroad look back and say that China is not democratic, has slow development and low quality of the people, which is not as good as his abroad. But he never thought that China suddenly disappeared, so as a Chinese, his status outside will be affected?

Why do people treat him well? It’s not that this country he looks down on has nuclear weapons, has a high GDP and has an increasing influence on other countries. He really thinks he is powerful? Does he think he is Qian Xuesen?"

"Yes, yes, they were far inferior to the Yuta people. The Yuta people without Israel are rootless duckweed, so the Yuta people outside will defend Israel. It is a nail in the religious group of the countries we are attacking now. I don't tell him right or wrong. I only admire their spirit. Let's go, you take two, I don't have enough hands, are you still my wife?"

Zhang Xiaobao began to design trays, and he had to find a way to get them over. He held one with one hand, then put one on his arm and one on his shoulders, and there were seven, and there were three left.

But Wang Juan held her hands on her back and blinked her feminine eyes, but did not help.

"I will divorce you, get two, if you don't work, I will divorce you, the lazy woman, and you will be divorced."

"I'm afraid of death. Husband, do you have to have a marriage letter first when you get a divorce? Take it out and let me take a look." Wang Juan helped Zhang Xiaobao straighten the tray on his head and said with a smile.

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Chapter completed!