Dishes that don’t shine are not good dishes

Transcendence (Burning)

“This talent called ‘steel’, why does it feel similar to the super-tactile function?” Xiaoyun muttered softly,

“Because it’s the same type of talent.” Xie Yunfei left the mall consciously, answering the doubts of the girl beside him.

The talent called ‘Steel’, according to the introduction in the mall, besides what Alphonse Chef has shown, the most important function is to be able to automatically adjust the heat to the most suitable temperature for the ingredients.

This is very similar to the super touch, but the super touch is the chef’s active adjustment of the heat, while the ‘steel’ is passive.

“Brother.” Xiaoyun pulled Yunfei’s sleeve and rolled her eyes left and right twice, “Does this talent match your iron palm?”

“…It really is!” After being reminded by Xiaoyun, Xie Yunfei also reacted. As the girl next to me said, the talent called ‘steel’ requires the chef to directly touch the ingredients with the body to cook, and the iron sand palm is a cooking technique that uses hands instead of kitchen utensils. If the two can be effectively Combined together, it will definitely achieve the effect that one plus one is far greater than two.

but……

“Ouch!” Xiaoyun held her little head that was hit by Xie Yunfei, her eyes were filled with tears—although she was pretending—and raised her head, she looked at the young man beside her with an aggrieved expression, “Brother, what are you doing?” ?”

“I don’t want this kind of flawed talent.” Xie Yunfei withdrew his right hand, which was used as a crime tool, with an indifferent expression and a calm tone.

He saw the bad intentions of his little sister, but he didn’t explain it clearly. Instead, he went around a little to signal the other party not to think too much.

For other chefs, seeing Alphonse has such a talent, even if they don’t say it, they must have some thoughts in their hearts to keep this talent for themselves, but Xie Yunfei is not among them.

Although it was only temporary, he had already half-stepped into the door of the super-tactile sense. Compared with the super-tactile sense that didn’t have much to rent, ‘steel’ was worse in every sense.

Of course, it was impossible for Xie Yunfei to tell his true situation in the noisy venue. He just used words to dispel Xiaoyun’s thoughts, and then turned his attention to the venue again.

…

Alphonse didn’t know that his talent was almost being targeted by others, but even if he knew, with his gentle personality, he probably wouldn’t care too much.

Accompanied by the scorching of the flame spray gun, the temperature of the ground he walked on continued to rise, and the floor tiles made of marble even twisted and broke in some areas.

But just like before, the corn kernels held by Alphonse did not change much… It may be wrong to say that, if someone observes carefully, they will find that there is a trace of smoke that seems to be absent. Rising slowly from the top of the corn kernels.

Although most of the heat flowed to the ground, part of the flames ejected from the spray gun still made contact with the corn kernels through the ‘steel’.

And as time passed, the heat flowing to the ground began to slowly decrease, while the heat surrounding the corn kernels increased significantly.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes…

At about six minutes, Alphonse suddenly said “almost”, and then he asked the waiting staff to fetch a dozen bamboo baskets that had been prepared in advance and spread them on the kitchen table on the ground nearby.

After another half a minute, accompanied by a “po——” with a crisp sound, Alphonse suddenly threw the huge corn kernels in his hand high.

In the next second, as if by magic, the corn kernels, which were originally the size of a basketball, began to expand in the air, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into a huge object occupying one-thirtieth of the size of the venue, and then…

Another “po——”!

Unlike the initial crisp sound, this one was a little dull.

But after hearing this sound, Alphonse who turned off the ‘steel’ laughed.

“It’s done.” He muttered softly.

It wasn’t long before the voice fell.

po—po—po—po——…

Countless sounds sounded from the super-large corn kernels above. These sounds were very rapid. At first, there was a slight pause in the middle, but later, the sounds were connected together, until finally, it turned into a loud noise.

——poi!

The super-large corn kernels exploded, turning into countless white, small, fluffy things and falling down.

Alphonse obviously went through several experiments last night. He asked the staff to lay out no more bamboo baskets, just enough to cover the entire area where the white things fell.

As if it was raining, there was a tempting scent in the sky. It was the scent of corn, and it was also the scent of popcorn.

“Judges, my cooking is done.”

After all the huge white popcorn fell into the bamboo basket, Alphonse raised his arms and smiled towards the judges’ seat.

The next steps were like a replay of the semi-finals in the morning. A huge turntable dropped from the sky. Several hosts spent some time, and seventy-nine lucky viewers were drawn out of it.

However, when the forty-fifth audience judge and the seventy-second audience judge were drawn, something unexpected happened…

The forty-fifth judge drawn by the hosts was impartial, and it happened to fall on the head of Alphonse’s brother Edward, while the seventy-second judge did not expect to be drawn at all. Xie Yunfei.

Edward is Alphonse’s older brother, and Xie Yunfei is Lan Feiyu’s good friend.

The two of them can be said to be related to the contestants, so they should not be able to participate in the selection process.

“Don’t worry, as a special chef, I still have this bit of professional ethics.” Xiaodouding… Oh no, Edward, Brother of Steel, patted his chest, and he was grinning in a red windbreaker, as if he was interested in the next one. The judging session was quite interesting.

Although Xie Yunfei didn’t speak, he also looked like he didn’t intend to quit.

Maybe it’s the relationship between the two parties, or maybe it’s because they really have confidence in the professional ethics of the two. After a brief discussion between the organizer and the senior management of the Food Research Institute, Edward and Xie Yunfei finally entered the judges’ seat.

“Tch, lucky boy.” On the audience side, Uncle Lan curled his lips. He was definitely not envious, and the idea of ​​Xie Yunfei being drawn but not being drawn, or simply taking Xie Yunfei’s place on the stage, never came to his mind.

Unlike Uncle Lan, Aunt Lan seemed to be very pleased with the current situation. At this time, she was covering her mouth with her open fan and cast a teasing look at the venue, to be precise, the direction where her daughter was standing.