The Beauty of Eating Halberd Collectors

Body 254. Three hundred and twenty-five times sweet and sour tenderloin

"It's done."

After the sound of joy, the gas fire was quickly turned off by Abe Sanjin.

It is served on a plate and served with special seasoned tomato sauce, and a delicious dish is presented in front of everyone.

The golden-yellow omelette rice is placed in the center of the china plate, and several courses of tomato sauce adorned on it are like the finishing touch, attracting everyone's attention.

In the center of the crowd, the little girl who followed her parents, if it wasn't for her father's firm grasp of her little hand, the little girl would have rushed to the competition venue because of her appetite.

"I want to eat it."

This was the only thought that crossed the mind of the greedy little girl.

Omelet rice, also known as egg skin fried rice, has always been one of the staple foods favored by the Japanese people because of the popularity of the ingredients.

Because of the large number of "zero seven three", it can not be called rare, and there is no sense of eye-catching, but since Abe Sanjin chose omurice, there must be his reasons.

"I'm going one step ahead."

Abe Sanjin glanced at Lin Feng and Kikuchi Yuanguo with a smile on his face, and then slowly walked towards the judges' table with the trolley that contained the cooking plates.

On the other side, Mu Jiuzhiyuanguo wiped the sweat from his forehead and said softly, "Complete."

However, because everyone's attention shifted to the judges' table with Abe Sanjin, no one saw the finished fruit dish of Kikuchien, who quickly put the dish on the plate and covered it with a lid.

The next second, Mu Jiuzhiyuanguo looked at Lin Feng, who was still busy, and a strange color flashed in his beautiful eyes.

I don't know, what kind of dishes are you going to come up with this time to defeat us.

"Please taste it."

Abe Sankin put the plate in front of Nakiri Senzaemon and the others, then bowed and stood aside.

Although there are words of invitation in the words, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Abe Sanjin's face is triumphant, as if victory is already in sight.

"Um"

Saotome's surname Zhou pondered for a while, holding a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, and probed towards the omelette on the plate.

At this moment, the omurice on the plate was like a young girl in buds, defending the secret garden with golden armor, never thinking that the sharpness of the knife and fork could easily cut the crispy egg skin.

tear.

A crisp sound echoed in the silent hall, attracting everyone's attention.

In the next second, the quiet fragrance wafted out from the crack and rushed towards Saotome's face surnamed Zhou. Before the other party could sniff, the more intense fragrance seemed to have broken free, and competed to float out of the crack and float above the hall. , wrapped around the nose of everyone.

"smell good!"

"Where does this smell come from?"

"It looks like an omelette cooked by Chef Abe!"

"What should I do, I really want to have a bite!"

Scream, boil, revel

The crowd was shouting in his ears, and Abe Sanjin showed a proud expression on his face.

If you want to win, sorry, I, Abe Sanjin, have to decide the places for this star qualification competition!

On the judges seat, except for Nakiri Senzaemon, the other four judges were all gaffes, but they recovered quickly.

At this moment, Dojima Gin looked at the omurice on the plate with a solemn expression on his face. He never thought that Abe Sanjin would go a step further, and the control of the fragrance had reached the level of a master.

Hopefully, that kid can still create miracles!

Thinking in his heart, Abe Sanjin inserted a small piece of omelet rice that he cut out and chewed it in his mouth. At the same time, except for Nakiri Senzaemon, the other three judges also began to taste the omelet rice.

"Eat it, eat it, you will definitely love it!" Abe Sanjin muttered.

Sure enough, things went as Abe Sanjin expected. After the first bite of Saotome Zhou, she fell in love with the taste and found that her hands couldn't stop at all. Sent in the mouth.

"The crispy egg skin, delicate taste, and the melt-in-your-mouth meat filling, coupled with the rich aroma, is simply unparalleled omelet rice!" a female judge said excitedly.

As the female judges said, Dojima Gin and the others also nodded noncommittally. The omelette rice made by Abe Sanjin is really eye-catching.  …

"Less a spoonful of salt, too much vinegar"

"Dad, this is my first time cooking!"

"In the eyes of a chef, there is no first time, and there is no last time. What you have to do is to do your best every time and pour your heart into cooking!"

"All right"

"Lin Feng, I know you are still young, but the reason that supports your continuous progress in cooking is to keep improving!"

"Yes, I understand father!"

"The taste is not right, the salt is less, redo it!"

"Yes!"

"I put a little more vinegar, the taste is a bit strong, redo it!"

"Yes, Father!"