i'm just a cook

Not long after the whole carton of milk was poured out, Lu Xiaozhan continued to stir the dough in the bucket at a constant speed until the dough became a batter, and the batter changed from thick to thin, then he took out his chopsticks and said to Guo Jiaping: "Strain it, and prepare the pan. "

The batter has been filtered into a small bucket of light yellow viscous liquid. After heating the pan, scoop a spoonful of batter into the pan, and spread it into a thin dough under slight rotation.Lu Xiaozhan's slender fingers gently lifted one edge of the dough, dragged and flicked it, the dough completed a beautiful turn in mid-air, and fell into the pot impartially, until the whole dough oozes out a stream of thick milk. Fragrance, the color is light yellow, just get out of the pot and put it on the plate.

Lu Xiaozhan's fingers were nimble, and he kept spreading the batter. After about ten minutes, the small bucket of batter had been spread into dough with a rich milky aroma, and it was piled up on the plate.

Moved the boiled noodles, fried prawns and the plate of noodles aside, Lu Xiaozhan pretended to touch the table and walked to the side of the French cook on the eighth, and said hello in French with a smile: "jumping pig ( Hello)."

The straight-eyed French cook also returned an ugly smile: "Bouncing pigs." Lu Xiaozhan's skill just now was all in his eyes, and this kind and honest cook had been frightened completely without confidence, standing at the table He kept stirring the pot of melted chocolate in front of him.

Lu Xiaozhan pointed to the chocolates: "Mr. Marty, I'm sorry to disturb you, but I forgot to bring chocolates today, can I borrow some from you to make some chocolate decorations?"

Seeing that Lu Xiaozhan spoke fluent French, Marty said in surprise: "I saw you talking Russian with that Russian lady just now, but I didn't expect you to speak French as well. Mr. Lu, since you need it, take it first." Use it, it’s made in France, I hope you can get used to it.”

Lu Xiaozhan took a closer look and sniffed it: "Jacquart? An old-fashioned chocolate made in France, one of my favorite brands."

Marty was surprised: "Oh my God, you can smell the brand when you smell it, it's amazing!"

Lu Xiaozhan smiled modestly, and thought to himself: "Nonsense, your chocolate packaging bag is still on the table, do you really think I'm a fairy?"

Just as he was about to walk back with the chocolate, Lu Xiaozhan stopped suddenly, and said a little embarrassedly: "I know this chocolate is expensive, so I'd better pay you some money. I'm not used to taking advantage of others for no reason." As he spoke, he took out the money from his pocket, drew two hundred yuan and handed it to Marty, Marty smiled and said, "Mr. Lu, you are too kind." But he still took the money and put it in his pocket.

Up to this moment, Lu Xiaozhan still did not take off the scarf covering his eyes, and completed the procedures one by one with the induction of brain waves, which made everyone on the scene very curious.But Lu Xiaozhan himself knows that although he is handsome and cool now, his brain waves will be quite exhausting after a long time, so he must hurry up and complete the remaining procedures.

He took out a square thin iron sheet from the tool bag, which was used by pastry chefs to cut the dough. Lu Xiaozhan poured the chocolate on the table, wiped it with the iron sheet, and scraped it into a thin layer. Draw straight lines on the surface, and then cut east and west.

The audience saw Lu Xiaozhan spreading and drawing chocolate on the table with his eyes blindfolded, and scratched their heads to guess what he was doing. After thinking for a long time, they were all puzzled by his post-modern performance art.

At this time, most of the contestants had completed their works and sent them to the judges' seats. Japanese contestant Mari Ozawa snorted as he walked past Lu Xiaozhan's table with his work, and said in Japanese: "Pretend."

Lu Xiaozhan straightened up and called him, and said in Japanese with a smile, "Ozawa-san, there is a male cat with yellow and white striped fur next door who has recently suffered from pet depression."

Mali Ozawa was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

Lu Xiaozhan still smiled and said: "It means: I am proficient in Japanese, please be careful when you speak."

Mari Ozawa walked towards the judging panel without a word, with a livid face.

Lu Xiaozhan finished packing the chocolates in front of him, returned the rest to Marty, walked back to his table, and took the plate of dough that had been spread out.

"Xiao Duan, peel two bananas for me." Lu Xiaozhan felt the temperature of his face and called Guo Jiaping to come.

Guo Jiaping finished peeling the banana, handed it to Lu Xiaozhan, and asked, "Master Lu, what are these bananas for...why?"

Lu Xiaozhan was expressionless: "Give it to the judges." Guo Jiaping didn't dare to ask any more questions, and stepped aside with his hands down.

A flash of white light flashed, and the boning knife danced again at Lu Xiaozhan's fingertips, and the banana was evenly cut into two centimeters long and short.Lu Xiaozhan picked up a piece of dough, placed the banana section in the middle, squeezed some fresh cream on the top of the banana, poured some chocolate sauce on it, and then flipped it with five fingers flexibly, pulling the dough around, and lightly rubbed the top of the banana. With a light pinch, a lifelike cabbage appeared on the table.Blindfolded Lu Xiaozhan flew with one hand and quickly turned a plate of noodles into pink and tender cabbages. Guo Jiaping watched from the side in dumbfounded, and murmured: "Lu... Master Lu can close his eyes and use one hand. ...you can also make such a beautiful thing, whether you... believe it or not, I still... believe it."

Lu Xiaozhan tidied up the table, pulled off the blindfold scarf, and said to Guo Jiaping: "Let's go, let's go and see their works first." He went straight to the judging table.

The first few contestants have finished judging, and at this time several judges are surrounding the table to evaluate the works of Mali Ozawa.Mari Ozawa's main course is a dark-colored mixed dish. Three piles of dark and unknown things occupy the three corners of the square main dish.Marley Ozawa crossed his arms triumphantly and said, "This is the world's three major delicacies, foie gras, truffle, and caviar. I named him the Three Armies of the Sea, Air, and Air."

Lu Xiaozhan glanced at the dark bowl of main course, held back a smile and said to Guo Jiaping, "I think it looks like something like Santuo, the name is quite domineering."

Several judges just reached out their small spoons to taste it, but after hearing Lu Xiaozhan's words, their arms became a little stiff and they couldn't do it.

The food critic Zhu Meiyi pointed to the dessert next to the main course and asked, "Mr. Ozawa, what kind of dessert is this?"

Ozawa Mali looked a little embarrassed: "This is a baked cheese ring, but the fire of the open flame oven here is a bit unstable, and the skin is a little old."

The judges saw that the surface of each small cheese ring was brushed with egg yolk and baked under an open fire. As Mari Ozawa said, it was a bit too hot, and the circles were wrinkled and shrunk.Lu Xiaozhan burst out laughing suddenly, and said to Guo Jiaping: "Hey, what do those cheese rings with wrinkled eyes look like?"

Guo Jiaping frowned and looked at it for a long time, then asked uncertainly: "Fart... Butthole?"

Lu Xiaozhan curled his lips and said: "You are too vulgar, that thing should be called a chrysanthemum according to the current parlance!"

Several judges resolutely withdrew their outstretched hands, coughed dryly and sat down.And Mali Ozawa stood there dumbfounded because no one translated for him, wondering why the judges didn't try his work.

Lu Xiaozhan and Guo Jiaping were standing there laughing foolishly, when suddenly someone roared from behind: "Lu, you are going too far!"