Dishes that don’t shine are not good dishes

The So-Called Yiren (Fu)

Mrs. Wenxu didn’t immediately recognize the person who was speaking behind Jixingliao.

The fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy who was walking in front was definitely unknown to him.

But the middle-aged man who is one step behind…

“Are you… Joichiro?”

Mrs. Wenxu pointed at the other party with a look of surprise.

“Oh, it’s me.”

Joichiro raised his finger and pointed at himself, smiling.

“Father, do you know this mother-in-law?” Beside Cheng Yilang, the boy from earlier asked.

Not only him, everyone in Jixing Liao also showed puzzled expressions.

“This is your senior, um, more than twenty years ago.”

“That’s right, judging by your clothes, you should be Yuanyue’s students. What a coincidence, I am too.”

There was a hint of stupidity in the man’s words, but it was not the same thing at all in the ears of Ji Xingliao.

Every year, the Polar Star Office will more or less admit some students. If it was more than ten years ago, Mrs. Wenxu might still remember it, but if it is now…

She can remember it in her heart, well, it must be like Xie Yunfei, who is cooking in the venue at this time, with outstanding cooking skills.

“Senior…?”

When Liangzi was talking, she looked at the young man next to the man. On the way just now, she didn’t know whether it was a coincidence or fate. She and the other party collided fiercely at a corner. ……return……

The girl with a reddish complexion was shy, while the boy on the other side seemed a little heartless.

“Father, what is Yuanyue? Judging from your tone, is it some kind of professional skills school?”

“Don’t you even know this? Cheng Yilang, you really don’t know how to discipline your own children.” Mrs. Wen Xu never thought that Cheng Yilang, who used to be all-powerful in Yuanyue, would not even be willing to mention Yuanyue’s name now. .

But thinking about it, he really didn’t have a very happy time in Yuanyue’s last days.

“Well, I just feel that the time to talk about this hasn’t come yet.”

Shiro Ichiro’s tone was very calm. When he was speaking, his attention had already focused on the venue through the big screen.

“Oh, that’s really true.”

Shiro Ichiro seemed to have discovered something, and a trace of surprise flashed across his face, but he seemed unwilling to talk about it, and just pretended to be confused.

The young man on the side and everyone in Jixingliao seemed to be very curious about Cheng Yilang’s past. Although they couldn’t ask from Cheng Yilang, there was Mrs. Wenxu?

Perhaps it was because she was tired from watching the game, but Mrs. Wenxu did not refuse everyone’s inquiries. She leaned back on the chair, and her consciousness seemed to return to the most glorious moment of Jixingliao more than 20 years ago…

Cheng Yilang listened to Mrs. Wenxu’s recollection of the past, he didn’t interrupt much, just pursed his lips and smiled.

Unlike the juniors in Jixingliao, his attention was almost entirely on the two contestants who were handling the ingredients. To be precise, it should be the young man named Xie Yunfei.

But if you observe carefully, you will find that there is a hint of surprise or surprise flashing in his eyes from time to time.

…

“Phew, the preliminary work has finally been completed.”

Two hours after the third round of the duel, Xie Yunfei, who had finished making the glutinous rice flour noodle shop, let out a sigh of relief. It was rare that he did not directly throw the prepared ingredients to Feifei as before.

In fact, due to the inconsistency in the processing speed of the ingredients on both sides, a lot of things have been left on Feifei’s kitchen table. According to the situation when the two were rehearsing in Wuheyoujing, only these ingredients are enough for Feifei to be busy until the end of the game The moment is over.

As for myself…

Xie Yunfei kept moving his hands. He took the carrot juice, tomato juice, black sesame powder, etc. that had been prepared in the cooking machine, and added them to glutinous rice dough of different sizes for kneading and mixing.

In less than ten minutes, a row of glutinous rice dough of different colors appeared in front of Xie Yunfei.

“Chinese dim sum?”

Xiaoyun was a little surprised by her cousin’s performance. She thought that under the obvious theme of the Marquis, brother would directly start with Western-style desserts like in the previous rounds.

But if you think about it, if you use all the chocolate sculptures or sugar sculptures that are often used in Western-style pastries, it will definitely be too late in time. For this, take a look at Sister Feifei who is not in a hurry, but she can’t stop at all. clear.

If you want to save time, some Chinese snacks are indeed more suitable.

But in this way, will there be inconsistencies in the final product?

Xiaoyun expressed her worries.

Hearing her words, Wu Shishi and Yunlong showed strange expressions.

“You forgot that this round of confrontation is essentially the same as the previous rounds., are they directly calculated the total score? ”

“That’s right! As long as the work is submitted and meets the conditions given by the Marquis of Vauban, no matter how many points are deducted, Sister Feifei will win in the end!”

After being reminded by Wu Shishi, Xiaoyun also came to her senses at this moment.

Apparently, Brother and Sister Feifei have given up on the usual meticulous work, and traded quality for time. But even so, with the culinary skills of the two of them, the final dessert decoration will not be far behind.

In this regard, Xiaoyun has full confidence.

However, the facts were slightly different from Xiaoyun’s guess.

Not talking about Feifei, but Xie Yunfei personally, as long as it is cooking, he will take it seriously and will never deal with it.

It was the same this time. After finishing the coloring of the glutinous rice dough, Xie Yunfei took a kitchen knife and didn’t weigh it specifically. Instead, he subdivided the dough into several portions with his “golden eyes” and temporary “super-tactile sense”.

Ordinary white dough has the least number of divisions, with a total of three pieces. Black dough has the largest number, with a total of nearly a hundred pieces. Other colors of dough range from six to seven pieces to as many as ten pieces.

“Then, I’ll start here first.”

Xie Yunfei didn’t raise his head, but just shouted in a voice that could be heard by Feifei.

Because Feifei was also busy, she just nodded her head vigorously, “Understood.”

After a brief exchange, Xie Yunfei concentrated his mind and activated all the auxiliary skills in an instant.

What he is going to make now is not the most difficult type of dessert decoration, but it is definitely the most attractive part of the final product. Because of this, Xie Yunfei needs to be more careful than usual to prevent mistakes and omissions , was seized by the Marquis on the side of the jury.

Various thoughts flashed through his mind, but on the surface, Xie Yunfei became calmer.

With his right hand holding the chef’s knife lodged by Xiutromu, he grabbed a piece of white glutinous rice dough with his left hand.

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