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Chapter 121 Chapter 120: Eight Treasure Chicken Soup
Due to Han Ying's strong attack, Qin Yu is still far ahead with 30 points, Han Ying is in second place with 28 points, and Liu Can is stepped down to No.27 with 3 points.

The game continued, and soon it was Class Six's turn.

"Please, Sun Jia, the head of class six, present your delicacies." Li Qiuchan didn't like Sun Jia, so the words were very simple.

"Brother Sun, come on, we support you!"

"Class [-] must win!" In the area of ​​Class [-], several people close to Sun Jia shouted loudly, and even raised banners to cheer, only Qiu Li was expressionless and out of tune with the atmosphere.

Sun Jia glared at Li Qiuchan, and quietly greeted Li Qiuchan from the bottom of his heart. He walked to the judging booth with a tray, and placed a large porcelain soup bowl in front of the three judging staff.

"Eight-treasure chicken soup, please taste it." Sun Jia lifted the lid with a proud and even complacent smile. Eight-treasure chicken soup is his best delicacy. It is also a soup. He is confident that it will not be worse than Han Ying, and even has could be better.

"Han Ying scored 28 points, so wouldn't it be possible for me to get 29 points?" Sun Jia started his own brainstorming journey before tasting, imagining that he would step on Han Ying and Liu Can, ascend to the second throne and win the prize. A scene full of cheers.

The lid was opened, and with the steaming white steam, the rich and delicious aroma of chicken soup rushed to the face, and the white food gas radiance bloomed in a divergent manner, and the constriction quickly rose to more than three inches, and the light also became Pale yellow.

The pale yellow gas light did not stop. Under the gaze of the audience, it climbed to nearly [-] inches [-] before stopping. In terms of height, it was just on par with Han Ying's emerald scallop soup.

"Oh yeah, Brother Sun's best eight-treasure chicken soup is also delicious and delicious, and it will definitely match Han Ying's."

"Maybe it can surpass it, after all, it is Brother Sun's best food."

"Our class six should be able to enter the top three in the first round of competition, haha." Seeing that the eight-treasure chicken soup is four inches and seven inches close to five inches, everyone in class six feels confident.

Sun Jia also nodded with self-satisfaction. He was born in a prominent family, much worse than the famous Han family. He didn't have any unique skills handed down. He could make eight-treasure chicken soup into four inches and seven foods with his own skills. He felt that he could already serve himself. Proud.

In the light of the food, the light yellow chicken soup with oily flowers exudes a rich and delicious aroma. The whole hen lies in the chicken soup, and the cortex is also bright and light yellow. It looks full of texture. You can imagine the following The meat must be very rotten and delicious, and it will bring a satisfying taste enjoyment together with the soup.

In fact, Babao Chicken Soup is a medicinal food. In addition to the umami taste of the chicken soup, it also has a faint herbal taste.

Sun Jia, who was immersed in complacency, didn't notice that You Wu frowned slightly. You Wu didn't taste it right away, but gently tore off the chicken skin with chopsticks to try the chicken, and then dipped it into the soup again. He put down his chopsticks and shook his head with his arm in his arms.

Sun Jia was full of confidence at first, waiting for the expected praise and admiration, but unexpectedly, the result turned out to be like this, and You Yu refused to taste it.

Feng Bupo was not as straightforward as You Wu, he still picked up the spoon and scooped it up, blew it and put it in his mouth, when the delicious chicken soup overflowed his taste buds, he couldn't help but nodded slightly, then put down the spoon and shook his head again.

Sun Jia's heart fluttered, nodding and shaking his head, what does that mean?Don't play like this.

In the end, pinning his hopes on Su Zhe, Sun Jia suddenly felt very nervous, and all the complacency before was gone in an instant.

Suzhe did not use a spoon, but dipped it with chopsticks, and then bit the chopsticks and said, "It's too oily."

"Pfft..." These words pierced into Sun Jia's heart like a critical arrow, mercilessly piercing through his beating heart.

"Too oily? How could it be too oily? How can the stewed chicken soup not produce oil?" Sun Jia's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but raise his voice, his tone sounded like a questioning one.

"Are you sure you are using tenderloin?" Su Zhe asked back. Pork tenderloin is lean meat without gluten, but he did taste the taste of fat. (Babao chicken soup has tenderloin)

"I..." Before Sun Jia could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Feng Bupo.

Feng Bupo sighed and said: "The taste of the chicken soup is very good, very delicious, there are not too many flaws that can be picked out in terms of color and aroma alone, but..."

"But what?" Sun Jia asked hurriedly, his tone trembling, because the result was too different from what he expected.

Feng Bupo said: "The handling of the medicinal materials of Babao Chicken Soup is very important. Codonopsis pilosula, Poria cocos, Atractylodes macrocephala, licorice, Rehmannia glutinosa, white peony root, and Chuanxiong should be put into a medicine bag and tied tightly so that they can be taken out after stewing. Why are the herbs still scattered in the soup?"

"Ah?" Sun Jia was dumbfounded on the spot. He really used these eight herbs, but he really didn't know about the need to pack them into medicine bags.

"Anyway, if you drink soup and don't eat medicinal materials, is it meaningful to pack medicine bags?" Sun Jia tried to defend himself.

Qin Yu, Han Ying and Liu Can rolled their eyes at the same time in the audience. How dare they defend themselves after making such a low-level mistake?And the low-level mistakes are not limited to this one.

Feng Bupo said: "Of course it makes sense. Chicken soup pays attention to the rotten meat soup, which is fresh, fragrant and delicious. Obviously, you don't meet the requirement of clear soup."

"It's very clear, look at it, it's very clear!" Sun Jia picked up the spoon and kept scooping up the chicken soup to prove himself, but at this moment, You Yu slapped the table with a bang.

"Enough!" The chicken soup in the soup basin almost splashed out, and You Wu's tone suddenly became very severe, "Leaving aside the matter of the medicine bag, what do you mean by serving the whole chicken?"

"What, what?" Sun Jia didn't understand what You Wu meant, wouldn't it be right to serve the whole chicken?
You Wu said: "You serve the whole chicken, do you want us to cut and tear it ourselves? Now we are not only the judges but also the diners. You should cut the pork and chicken and put them in a bowl, pour the original soup and season with refined salt before Serve it up. But look at you, not only did you not cut it, you didn’t even prepare a small bowl, as a big food, you don’t even know this, how dare you stand here!"

There was another bang, and Sun Jia's heart almost jumped out of his throat. He looked at You Wu's angry look stupidly, and his whole brain went short-circuited. Did he have to cut it and add salt to season it before serving it?Poor Tianjian, he really doesn't know.

Just a moment ago, I was still fantasizing about getting the highest praise from the judges, stepping on Han Ying to beat Liu Can to the second place, enjoying the heroic treatment of cheers from all the audience, but the reality is so cruel, there is no praise, no second, no cheers, only criticism or criticism criticize.

The contrast was really too great, the criticisms were like countless arrows, converging on Sun Jia's heart from all directions with a knowing blow.

Heart hurts!
(End of this chapter)