All Things That Eat Halberd Are Reborn

Those unusually sized ingredients on the Ice Continent were all transported by Mo Bai on foot step by step!

I haven't seen such a scene with my own eyes, and I can't imagine the absurdity and shock of that scene!

"In terms of endurance, Your Highness will not lose to anyone." Tiehanhan Yeyezi's speech made the atmosphere in the private room a little better.

Everyone: Although I don't know what she knows, but this Tie Hanhan's confidence is extraordinary!

Chapter 622. Ruthless Flow Production Machine

Compared with Mobai's scene of beating the meat box, soaking the ingredients, and blanching the ingredients, Qu Yang seemed plain and appropriate.

"It's really stupid." Qu Yang glanced through the glass wall at Mobai, who wished to have three heads and six arms on the curtain.

"Didn't anyone tell him what to pay attention to beforehand?"

"Or is it that people in the leading line are so arrogant that they think this eighteen-year-old kid can win me?"

Qu Yang snorted coldly.

"Ridiculous! Since you are young and full of enthusiasm, then let you suffer enough from being young."

"Qushui Liushang is not a battle that can be won with one effort."

Qu Yang patted the dozen balls of dough that had been kneaded by his hands, turned around and washed his hands, picked up the walkie-talkie and asked for other ingredients.

Seeing this scene, Liu Xueyi smiled wryly.

"Sure enough, Qu Yang will make a strategic abstention in the first round."

"Huh?" The girls didn't expect this at all.

"But... this is only the first round!" Alice opened her mouth exaggeratedly and stared. "Isn't he afraid of sudden sudden death?!"

"No." It was Luo Ziyan who answered Alice. "Look at his dough."

Unknowingly, when getting along with Mo Bai and his group, Luo Ziyan, who is not a loli, talked more.

"Dough?" Wugeng Ruli, who was a baker herself, was the first to discern the difference. "These doughs are not the same! Some are oily noodles, some are fermented noodles, and some are hot dough made out of boiling water!"

"So that's it, it's cakes and fried food!" Erina quickly responded.

These days, they followed Liu Xueyi everywhere to eat and eat, and it wasn't for nothing.

What impresses Erina the most is that it seems that every breakfast shop in the imperial capital is equipped with cakes and fried snacks for breakfast.

That's all for one family, and this is enough to show that the breakfast cakes and fried foods are the eating habits of the imperial capital.

"To make something that conforms to the breakfast eating habits of the imperial capital, no matter how good Mo Bai makes it and how many votes there are, some people will choose Qu Yang's hand." Erina found the truth.

"Because they are used to eating, and there is a bit of intention to let Qushui Liushang Shiji continue. After all, so many big shots are gathered together, and it is too disappointing to end just at the beginning." Knowing more about Huaxia's [face] and Miyoko Kitajo of [Humanity] responded quickly.

"Did the person in charge of the Rising Dragon Pavilion take the off-site factors into account?!"

A kind of girl in the Far East is terrified when she thinks about it. Any son of a famous cooking family in Huaxia has such a terrible plan?

Ugh?and many more!This Qu Yang is an IGO super chef!

Why did they feel that Qu Yang was weak before these little chickens with two, three, three or four stars?

At this moment, the girls suddenly realized the reality that they were weak chickens.

So all the staff shut themselves down.

Only Miyamoto Yeyako is firmly like a Showa macho among all the autistic girls.

"Your Highness is invincible!" There seemed to be an unquenchable flame in her eyes.

Crowd: ...

Regardless of the stark contrast between the Showa hunk Yiling and the hunk in the private room, many bigwigs in the lobby had already understood Qu Yang's plan as early as the moment they saw the dough.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Qu Yang really pushed the eldest grandson of the Mo family to a dead end." The rich elder shook his head and sighed.

"Halberd eating is like a battlefield, so there's no need to show mercy." The skinny old man didn't show any emotion.

"Well, it's true that such a halberd looks good." The rich old man obviously agreed with the thin old man's argument.

As soon as they are successful, their bones are exhausted. These old guys who are sitting in the lobby and have retired after success, which one of them didn't come out of it by eating halberds one after another?

"But it's still too early to make a conclusion." The skinny old man looked at the figure constantly shuttling around the cooking table, his old eyes sparkling.

"The most accurate way to understand a person's state is to see if his breath is scattered."

"But up to now, the grandson of Mo's aura is still strong, and there is not even a slight fluctuation in the rhythm of the same beginning."

"It seems that this Mo grandson is not as simple as it seems on the surface."

Before you know it, half the time has passed.

Mo Bai finally finished processing the ingredients and started to produce the finished dishes.

With the help of purification, rub the jellyfish skin out of salt water, blanch the water and put the knife into ice water, take a flower bowl and pour the mature vinegar and soy sauce soaked in chili, ginger, garlic, pepper, and star anise, and fish out the shredded jellyfish from the ice water. Two slices of cucumber, like rabbit ears, are on the side for decoration.

Twelve courses of hot and sour jellyfish were completed quickly, with golden light.

After clipping the nails, blanching the water, chopping the raw meat, draining the water, and frying the golden chicken feet, take them out of the marinade. At this time, the crispy tiger skin is soaked in the marinade such as tempeh, Shaoxing wine, soy sauce, garlic, ginger, etc. It looks fragrant.

Put it on a plate, then add starch, dark soy sauce, and sesame oil to color and seal the flavor, and steam on the stove for [-] minutes.

Twelve drawers of Cantonese-style morning tea steamed chicken feet with black bean sauce, waiting to come out of the cage.

After the two passed, Mo Bai's actions suddenly changed, becoming faster and smoother.

Take out a large ball of hot dough kneaded by hot water, knead it into strips, and pull out the ingredients. With a rolling pin, the thin and thin dough sheets will slide out and stack smoothly from the rolling pin to the side of the loose powder mat.

One stroke is one piece, the appearance is extremely comfortable and smooth as silk.

"Hiss——Master Mobai's rolling speed is so fast!" This was the first time Miyoko Kitajo saw Mobai's white table, subconsciously a little surprised at Mobai's skillful white paper table kung fu.

"But what is Baibai rolling the skin for? Fried dumplings, steamed dumplings? Or steamed buns, steamed buns?" Alice's little head was full of doubts.

"No, this should be siu mai husk." Kitajo Miyoko looked at the ink-white movements on the curtain and tried her best not to blink.

"Well, the second apprentice is right." Liu Xueyi nodded to Miyoko Hojo affirmatively.

"The skin of the siu mai wraps the taste of the ingredients gently, the skin of the dumpling must tightly lock the taste of the ingredients, and the skin of the buns should be as fluffy and soft as possible."

"If I have to describe it, the siu mai skin is like silk, the dumpling skin is like a bag, and the bun skin is like a quilt."

"It's obvious that the skin of my nephew's hands is closer to silk."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Bai scooped up the stuffing with a spoon in one hand and squeezed the skin lightly with the other. In a few breaths, he squeezed out more than a dozen siu mai like magic.

In ten minutes, one hundred and eight siu mai are divided into twelve drawers and steamed on the stove!

Before everyone could react, Mo Bai changed the venue. Fortunately, this dining room was originally prepared for the chef team. The place is big enough and there are enough stoves for various purposes, otherwise it would not be enough for Mo Bai to toss about.

The six stoves of the gas stove are fully open, and the rice paste is placed on a large stainless steel plate, and it is boiled until it solidifies into a rice skin.

There were only two rounds of twelve rice skins, and Mo Bai took the fillings and began to spread them.

"Young people are awesome." Seeing Mo Bai's ruthless production line, many diners in the lobby seemed to see the energetic shadow of themselves when they were young.

It's just... How long can this kind of vitality last?

The invited diners inevitably sighed in their hearts.

Chapter 623. The Speed ​​of Huaxia Kitchen

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the first round of Qushui Liushang Shiji came to the last twenty minutes.

Although Mo Bai has maintained a speed close to the assembly line in the second half of the processing of the ingredients, the semi-finished products still piled up on the cooking table will not be resolved in a short time.

"It's not good, it's not good, it's really not good, Bai Bai seems to be running out of time!" Alice stared at the curtain firmly, biting her thumb unconsciously.

The volume that should have been yelling turned into a somewhat nervous repetitive murmur, but the anxious mood like ants on a hot pot has not changed.

Amidst Alice's brainwashing murmurs, the breathing of everyone in the private room staring at the curtain couldn't help but be a little short.

Don't blow or criticize, just say what you have.

The pre-processed semi-finished ingredients and the prepared bowl of juice on the Mobai cooking table do not look like they can be completed within [-] minutes.

"What will happen if you can't finish the twelve-course meal?" Erina's expression was rarely tense, and the hands under the table were also tightly clutching the corner of the skirt.

"It will be regarded as unfinished cooking, so it will be a default failure to eat the halberd." Liu Xueyi's mood at the moment can be described as frightening.

Alice, who was already nervous to the point of nervousness, exploded in an instant.

"Hey! So why bother with the quantity, let's cook all twelve dishes first!" Alice scratched her beautiful silver hair into a bird's nest.

"Perhaps...he thinks he can make it in time?" Luo Ziyan said with her big eyes flickering.

"But what he has really finished now is only four dishes: siu mai, sausage rolls, vinegared jellyfish, and steamed chicken feet. What can we do in the remaining [-] minutes?" Erina rarely stood on the same side as Alice.

"No, in the [-] minutes of the Chinese cooking world, as long as the ingredients are prepared properly, a lot of cooking can be done." Kitajo Miyoko took over the conversation. "But the problem is that Master Mobai still seems to be aiming at enough, will he really be able to make it in time?"

As if he heard the worries of the girls in the bag, Mo Bai put twelve servings of stretched fine noodles on the chopping board, and sprinkled a thin layer of powder to prevent sticking.

Then he turned around and took out several large pots to occupy all the five burners of non-alcoholic fuel that are common in the back kitchen of restaurants. The oil temperature of the two double-drawer electric fryers on the side quickly reached the appropriate temperature.

Not only the girls in the private room, even the diners in the lobby lost their voices for a moment when they saw Mo Bai controlling the five-pot and the electric fryer.

"This is... the trick that Baibai learned when he was eating the halberd with Wang Yao in the Rot Kingdom!" Alice couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Ten pots of silver chopsticks back?!"

"So he's waiting here." Liu Xueyi let out a long breath, but she couldn't help being a little disturbed by what Alice revealed about Mo Bai and Wang Yao eating the halberd.

"...He controls so many frying pans, is he going to make fried food in batches?" Miyoko Kitajo's double-flying frying pan shocked Erina for a long time, but now seeing Mobai control five frying pans and four-drawer electric frying pans Fryer, she felt a little tingling in her scalp.

"That's right, Mobai should be able to ensure that there are enough dishes to complete twelve dishes at the same time." Luo Ziyan loosened her hand supporting the chair, and the palm prints on the left and right sides of the velvet wooden chair could be faintly seen.

It's settled!

After all, the imperial capital is under the feet of the emperor, and it has always been a prosperous top city at all times, so the food must be more prosperous than other cities.

No matter in ancient times, even after understanding that plants can extract oil, oil, the basis of cooking, was a scarce resource for the public.

The phrases such as rich oil, fat head and brain, etc. come from the mouths of ordinary people. It is not difficult to see that any words that are associated with words such as oil and fat are used to describe the huge gap between the children of the rich and the poor.

The cooking technique that uses the most fat - frying, is naturally the most luxurious and top-notch luxury cuisine.

In addition, fried food has an irresistible aroma and taste, and people's taste genes will naturally develop habits if things go on like this.