Great Cookery God System

Is it petrified

Peach blossoms fall one after another, on the plate, on the chopping board, in the frying pan, in the dishes.

Turn off the fire and serve the dishes.

Ye Chen put the potatoes in the pot on the plate evenly. The five golden carved flowers show the luster of clear oil. The real peach blossom intersperses them. The red pepper is like a flame. The pink peach blossom and the golden potato set off each other, elegant and noble.

The elegant fragrance lingers back and forth in the people's nostrils. All the audience can't help but squint their eyes. They stir their noses and inhale the fragrance greedily.

"Hum!" Zhang Baichuan's face was very ugly, but he still showed a disdainful attitude, and said coldly, "pretending to be gods and ghosts, it's just a plate of potatoes in the end."

Ye Chen turned his eyelids and took a look at Zhang Baichuan. He retorted, "you big fool, isn't your so-called general crossing the bridge a basin of black fish?"

When ye Chen scolds others, he is full of hooliganism, which completely destroys the image of the talented man in the world just now.

"Cough." Bai Menghan was also shocked by Ye Chen's performance just now, but her beautiful eyes fell on Ye Chen's body, dazzling. She didn't know what she was thinking. With two dry coughs, Bai Menghan said, "OK, our competitors have finished the dishes, so next we'll give the most important work to the jury."

Two staff members brought all the dishes of Ye Chen and Zhang Baichuan to the judging table, including Gao Liushui and ye Lao

All the professional judges, including me, picked up disposable chopsticks.

First, they tried Zhang Baichuan's generals to cross the bridge. They nodded their heads one by one and were very impressed.

Mr. Ye said in a pertinent tone, "it's good. It's crisp and glutinous. It's delicious in color and aroma. Later, the raw vinegar completely removed the fishy smell and brought out the fresh smell in the bone marrow. Moreover, I also tasted some strange sauce. Although I don't know what kind of sauce it is, I think it's also master Zhang's secret. It's really good, Even if some special chefs do it, it's no more than that. "

Zhang Baichuan, with a smile, quickly bowed and said, "thank you for your approval."

Although Gao Liushui supports Ye Chen, he is a professional gourmet after all, and since he has been elected to the jury, it is impossible for him to be biased. What's more, Zhang Baichuan now represents the honor of Dongcheng city.

Take out half a bowl of fish soup with a small spoon. Zhang Baichuan takes out a piece of fish fillet and puts it on the tip of his nose to smell it. The strong smell runs straight into his nose and enters his heart. He can't help nodding and shows his satisfaction.

The fish slices were rinsed in the fish soup, then put into the mouth and chewed slowly. An irrepressible fragrance penetrated into the four limbs, teeth, tongue, and even the whole mouth, which made Zhang Baichuan enjoy himself.

He swallowed the fillets, squinted his eyes, pursed his lips, and then took a small bowl to drink the fish soup. The taste in the soup was better than that of the fish just now. Zhang Baichuan's whole body was like electricity. He had goose bumps. He opened his eyes, patted the table and couldn't help shouting, "good!"

While admiring, Gao said, "general crossing bridge is a traditional famous dish in Yangzhou, Jiangsu Province, which has been very famous since ancient times. Master Zhang's dish is white, smooth and tender, and the fish soup is as white as milk. Judging from the taste, this general crossing bridge is fresh but fragrant but not greasy. OK, I give it 9 points."

Other media review and public review are also nodding, are given 9 points.

Then, everyone looked at Ye Lao, but ye Lao was smiling gently. He said slowly, "the salt of this dish is one twelfth more, and the fire is a little short. It should be that the fire time is not long enough, and it should be another five to eight seconds. Next time, pay attention, but the dish is good. I'll give you eight points."

Hearing Ye's comments, Zhang Baichuan was overjoyed. He said hurriedly, "thank you for your advice, thank you!"

Bai Menghan said in a timely manner, "very good. Master Zhang's score has come out. Take the average of the judges as 8.9 points!"

"Chef Zhang is worthy of the title of high-level chef. Whether the dishes or the taste of this general crossing the bridge are of the best quality. Chef Zhang's craftsmanship can be said to be at the master level." Bai Menghan is not stingy of praise, thumbs up.

Zhang Baichuan modest smile, "where where where." But the pride in his eyes could not be concealed.

There was a buzz in the audience.

"This Zhang Baichuan is really good. He deserves to be the chef of Qian's restaurant in Dongcheng city. He got 8.9 points in one move. It's really amazing."

"And he also got Ye Lao's advice. If he cooked this dish again next time, it would be more important than winning the game."

"But what I'm curious about now is how much can God's hot and sour shredded potatoes get?"

At the judging table, ten judges began to gargle and put on new chopsticks to ensure that the taste of the dishes would not be affected by other factors.

After putting Ye Chen's "hot and sour potatoes" on the judging table, many people began to get nervous.

Ye Chen is not moved. It's a joke. The God of food system is standing behind Lao Tzu. What's wrong with the senior chef? He's just a mortal. He doesn't even count Mao.

"Next, it's master Ye's dish. It's called... Xiaolou, listening to the spring rain all night..." Bai Menghan turns his eyes on the judges

That swing.

In the plain white dish lie plain dishes. Under the cover of pink peach blossoms, five carved potatoes are in full bloom.

Ye took the lead in picking up chopsticks. He was afraid that he would destroy the appearance of the dishes. He carefully picked up a carved potato flower. If he destroyed the amazing beauty of the knife work, it would be out of style. He put the carved potato flower in front of his nose and sniffed it gently.

Unlike Zhang Baichuan's generals crossing the bridge, the aroma of this carved potato flower is not strong, only delicate and elegant.

But ye Lao's eyes widened, because in the peach flower carved with potatoes, the fragrance of real peach blossom floated out firmly.

"I see... It's a good way..."

Ye Lao looked at the peach petals on the plate and nodded.

Although surprised at Ye Chen's way to taste potatoes with peach petals, it is at least acceptable.

The next moment, under the gaze of the crowd, ye put the carving into his mouth.

long time.

"Eh, what's the matter with Ye Lao? Why hasn't he moved for a long time? Is it petrified? "

The audience in the audience were talking about it. Everyone stretched their necks desperately to see it. They were all very curious.