King of soft rice

Chapter 603 - Afraid You Are Too Proud

After Zhai Nan finished removing the bones from the whole fish, he poured sorghum wine into the yellow croaker to remove the fishy smell.The technique is also extremely fast, which is amazing.

Over there Song Xiang continued to pick a new yellow croaker.

After Zhai Nan finished removing the fishy smell, he started simple pickling again.

Song Xiang also picked fish.

Zhai Nan began to chop the side dishes with sharp and swift knife skills.Everyone felt a flash of a knife, and the onions that served as a side dish had been sliced ​​into crystal clear pieces.

Song Xiang was still picking fish.

Zhai Nan put away the side dishes, took out the frozen soup, and started filling the yellow croaker with soup.

Song Xiang was still picking fish.

Zhai Nan has already started frying the yellow croaker, but instead of putting it completely into the oil pan, he pours hot oil on the yellow croaker little by little.

Song Xiang finally finished deboning the whole fish, and began to marinate the fish in a hurry.

When Zhai Nan put the fried Huang Yu on the prepared plate, Song Xiang finally started to fry the fish.

Zhai Nan finally used sliced ​​Chinese kale, thickened it with cornstarch and poured it on top of the yellow croaker.

In an instant, the fragrance overflowed, and on the golden yellow croaker, pieces of round kale fell in an orderly manner, like round pearls.

Zhai Nan's dish is not only full of beauty, but also has a strong fragrance, which made the audience's index fingers twitch.

Zhai Nan broke the plate, pushed it directly in front of everyone, and said concisely: "Put the yellow croaker in soup!"

All the audience in the audience stretched their necks, widened their eyes, and looked at the dish.

"It turns out that Teacher Zhai is also a master chef!"

"It's really a surprise. I thought that the things made by Teacher Zhai would be fine as long as they can be eaten. I didn't expect them to be so beautiful."

"The fish is golden yellow, like a dragon. The soup is white, and the slices of kale are like pearls. This dish should not be called yellow croaker in soup, it should be called Youlongxizhu!"

"What a game of playing with dragons and pearls, what you said is great!"

"I said Teacher Zhai is amazing, what a surprise, what a surprise!"

"I didn't expect Mr. Zhai to have such good cooking skills as an entertainer."

"If anyone gives it to Teacher Zhai in the future, they will definitely die of happiness!"

"He's handsome, he can make money, he can act, he can sing, and he can cook! It's really hard to compare people to others, and to compare goods with one another!"

"Don't talk about shopping around and throwing it away, Song Xiang is still working hard to complete it."

"That's right, that's right, Mr. Song hasn't finished it yet."

"I don't know how to do it?"

While everyone was talking, Mr. Ha had already slowly stepped off the judges' seat and walked towards the stage.

However, at Mr. Ha's age, his movements were slow enough. It took him 5 minutes to walk from the judge's seat to the stage.When he got there, Song Xiang had just finished his yellow croaker in soup.

I don't know if Mr. Ha did this on purpose to save Song Xiang some face.

Two dishes of yellow croaker filled with soup appeared in front of Mr. Ha, and one made by Zhai Nan, like a dragon playing with pearls.And the other Song Xiang made, it was like...loach turning mud.

I saw Song Xiang's dish, probably because he was impatient, so when frying the fish, the whole fish was put into the frying pan.If the whole fish is put into the oil pan, it is actually not a big problem, but it will be a little greasy and easy to fry.

But Song Xiang was really impatient, so the firepower was increased a bit.As a result, the color of his yellow croaker filled with soup was a little reddish and black, far inferior to Zhai Nan's golden slick.

And the kale, which is served on the fish, is also cut into different sizes and thicknesses, which looks like splashes of mud.

So in terms of appearance alone, Song Xiang has already lost a lot.

Song Xiang also knew that his dish was not good looking, so he quickly explained: "The soup is a special match for me."

When Mr. Ha heard the words, he nodded slightly.After all, among yellow croakers filled with soup, the soup is the main source of taste, and the quality of the soup is also the main criterion for judging the winner.

Mr. Ha then took a pair of chopsticks and gently poked open Song Xiang's yellow croaker in soup.I saw the rich-flavored soup in the belly of the fish escaping in an instant.

The audience in the audience couldn't help sniffing lightly.

"It smells really good! This teacher Song is worthy of being a master, this fragrance is really worth mentioning!"

"Although the shape is a little worse than Teacher Zhai, the fragrance is really wonderful."

"Mr. Zhai is an artist, so he must pay more attention to appearance. Teacher Song used to be a chef, so he must pay more attention to the taste."

"I think this competition must be evenly matched!"

"I don't know when I will be able to take Teacher Song's yellow croaker in soup and let everyone have a taste."

"Yeah, I'm starting to drool!"

While everyone was discussing, Mr. Ha suddenly dropped his chopsticks and said without taking a bite, "Zero points!"

When Mr. Ha said this, not only Song Xiang, but even the audience were taken aback.

But Zhai Nan next to him knew it well.The reason why Mr. Ha didn't eat a single bite and said that Song Xiang got zero points was not because the shape of Song Xiang's dish was not good, nor was it because the soup was not fragrant enough.It was because Song Xiang was eager to win and deep-fried the fish on a high fire. The outside of the fish was already crispy, but the fish belly was wrapped in ice cubes frozen with soup, so the meat inside the fish belly was not cooked through at all.

When Mr. Ha poked open the belly of the fish, although the soup overflowed, the uncooked fish meat was equally conspicuous.So Mr. Ha threw the chopsticks away.

This dish is not cooked at all, and there is no talk of tasting it, and it is not even qualified to serve it.

Song Xiang still wanted to ask, but when he saw the fish that Mr. Ha dug out, he didn't make any rebuttal immediately.Li Lijia, the three-star chef, and Xu Shuling also wanted to come up.

Xu Shuling also asked: "Where is the problem with Lao Ha's dish?"

Li Lijia had already seen that the fish was not cooked, but he was too embarrassed to say it.And the three-star chef said frankly: "Oh, the meat in the belly of this fish seems to be raw!"

When Chef Samsung made this statement, the audience was in an uproar.

"It's raw, but it's not fully cooked. This Teacher Song is really... a man like a vegetable!"

"After all, I haven't been a chef for many years. I guess the craftsmanship must have regressed. It's just that I didn't expect it to regress to such an extent. The dishes are not cooked."

"It's just like that just now! I haven't done it well yet, so I just want to go up. I'm convinced of the thickness of my skin."

"Teacher Song should be a good food critic. Cooking is no longer suitable for him."

"I think he should just go home and stay honestly. He has never seen such shameless being a food critic and collecting money."

At this moment, Ha Lao had already walked in front of Zhai Nan, changed another pair of chopsticks, and poked open Zhai Nan's soup filling.The translucent white soup immediately overflowed, and a faint fragrance spread throughout the room in an instant.

The fish meat is as white as jade, delicate and soft, and absorbs the taste of the soup, making the fragrance more layered.

Mr. Ha immediately took a bite and began to taste it carefully.

Li Lijia also took a sip unceremoniously, and immediately couldn't help admiring: "It's so delicious!"

The chef of Samsung couldn't stop smacking his mouth, and kept saying: "Good, Very good!"

Zhai Nan smiled, and asked Ha Lao: "Ha Lao, how much do you plan to give to my dish?"

Ha Lao looked at Zhai Nan, gave a rare smile, and said, "Nine nine!"

Zhai Nan asked, "Isn't it full marks?"

Old Ha nodded, "Give me less than one tenth, lest you be too proud!"

(End of this chapter)