Bring your child to a variety show? Daughter: He is truly my living father!

Chapter 259

"Sizzle..."

"Sizzle..."

When the egg paste came into contact with the hot oil in the pan, it quickly made a sound.

Fine bubbles of oil appeared around it.

The situation everyone was afraid of did not happen at all.

The egg paste and the ice wrapped in egg skin did not show up.

It did not melt in the pan when heated.

The oil in the pan did not splash everywhere.

The onlookers rushed forward to watch closely.

One!

Two!

Three! !

Three icicles wrapped in egg paste floated up and down in the hot oil pan, rolling and tumbling.

2 minutes later.

Xiao Yang picked up a large colander in one hand and a large soup spoon in the other.

The colander picked up the three icicles from the pan.

The soup spoon scooped the hot oil in the pan and poured it on the icicles.

Once,

Two.

Three.

…

The frying time, how long to pour the oil,

but there are very strict standards.

If it is a little bit off, all the previous efforts will be wasted.

The best taste will not be achieved.

However,

Xiao Yang knows all this in his heart.

Everyone dared not blink,

and kept staring at the icicle in Xiao Yang's hand.

At the same time, they were on guard at all times.

For fear that in the blink of an eye,

the icicle would escape from the layers of shells and disappear in the hot oil, splashing their faces and bodies.

The egg paste bubble on the outermost layer of the icicle gradually expanded, like a soft cotton.

"!!!"

"Hey, this egg paste is not leaking."

"The icicle inside is not exposed."

"Oh my god~this little brother will not really succeed??"

The onlookers watched and said a few words.

The audience in the live broadcast room also widened their eyes.

For fear that they would miss some wonderful moments in a blink of an eye.

The comments scrolled:

——"Oh my god!! Is there really such a dish?!"

——"I've really learned a lot today. I'm going to try this dish later."

——"Forget it, the guy above. Even if your eyes can do it, your hands can't. It's useless. It would be terrible if you get fried."

At this time.

Xiao Yang saw that the time was almost up.

He placed the three fried icicles in the colander on a plate beside him.

All done!!

The two Northeast chefs next to him had their eyes wide open.

"This... is made right now?!!"

The two looked incredulous.

I never thought of it.

I've been a chef for decades, but I haven't figured out a famous Northeast dish.

How could a young man from another place make it like this?

One of the chefs looked at the three snow-white fried icicles on the plate and said loudly.

"Hey! This is more like the icicles on the eaves in winter than the ones in the TV series."

The icicles wrapped in batter in the TV series are fried with a brown surface.

But Xiao Yang's fried ones are snow-white, and are closer in color and shape.

The chef swallowed his saliva and pointed at the food on the plate.

"Young man, it's ready to eat, right?"

"You have to eat it quickly, the ice inside will melt in a while, and the taste will be very different."

Hearing the chef say this, the people around him immediately started to make a fuss.

"Yes, yes!"

"Hurry up and choose 10 passers-by to eat, the ice inside will melt in a while and it will not taste good."

"Choose me!!"

"Choose me!!"

"..."

Among the people around, 20 to 30 people raised their hands immediately.

Everyone wanted to taste what the legendary "fried icicles" tasted like.

Xiaoxiao also rushed out from the side.

Pulling Xiao Yang's clothes.

"Dad, Dad, I want to eat too!!"

If it were usual, Xiao Xiao would never eat the food made by Xiao Yang.

That's because it's not good for the appearance, aroma and taste.

But this dish made by Xiao Yang today.

Whether it's the egg skin in the middle or the white egg batter on the outside.

It looks so delicious.

At this time, Xiao Yang took a big spoon.

Sprinkled a spoonful of sugar into the hot oil pan.

"Wait, wait, everyone, please be patient, there's still a little bit left..."

"A little bit left?"

"What else do you want to do?"

The host asked.

Xiao Yang: "Fried icicles."

"The icicles in the TV series drip from the eaves."

"The eaves must have the smell of mud and grass ash."

"This can't be missing."

"Ah??!"

Everyone was shocked.

They talked at once.

"My dear little brother, this is fine. You don't need to sprinkle some dirt and grass ash on it. It doesn't need to be so realistic."

"That's right, that's right. If you dare to sprinkle it, we won't dare to eat it. It's fine like this. Please share it with us."Xiao Yang smiled and said, "Don't get me wrong, you'll know in a while."

As he spoke.

The syrup in the pot also began to bubble with fine bubbles, emitting a burnt yellow color.

Xiao Yang picked up a fried icicle and dipped one end into the syrup boiled in the pot.

Then he lifted it up.

He quickly pulled out transparent, yellow, and shiny silk threads, flying in the air.

"Pulled silk!"

"This pulled silk is so beautiful!"

"This pulled silk is so strong that it can be pulled out half a mile!"

Many people in the crowd exclaimed.

Northeastern people like to make pulled silk dishes.

For example, pulled silk sweet potatoes and pulled silk everything.

Xiao Yang coated three fried icicles with syrup, pulled silk and placed them on a plate.

He took out a small plate from the side, which was filled with pine nuts and black sesame seeds.

Xiao Yang took the plate and gently sprinkled the syrup on the icicles.

Pine nuts come from the woods, and have the smell of grass and soil in nature.

Black sesame seeds look like dirty dust on the eaves.

"Wow!"

"It's amazing!"

"This guy is so meticulous in his reproduction, and it's so vivid."

"He even thought of using pine nuts, amazing!"

"Now, can we eat it?"

Seeing Xiao Yang stand up, Ah Heng said impatiently.

After waiting for so long, watching with doubts for so long.

Finally, the fried icicles are done.

The appearance looks perfect,

but no one knows what it looks like inside.

The last step.

Is it ice or water after cutting it open?

It's like a mystery.

Everyone can't wait to find out the answer.

It's almost noon.

However, the number of onlookers has not decreased, but increased! !

Even if you can't eat a bite of fried icicles.

But everyone is looking forward to it, a dish that no one has made in the past decade.

Will it be successful today? !