The Beauty of Eating Halberd Collectors

Similarly, both Hojo Miyoko and Mito Yumei were both surprised, obviously frightened by Nakiri Erina's praise.

"Then take what I said." Nakiri Erina smiled and turned to look at Lin Feng, his pupils flashing with a strange brilliance.

Lin Feng, I am looking forward to the next match with you

"Tsk tsk." Nakiri Alice's tone was quite sour, she dared to use the  realm × ditch mubi 醮隨 model  Susu retire S Kirerina, a couple of gou men and women, something must have happened between the two.

"Could it be that Miss Erina also likes Lin Feng?"

This thought appeared in Mito Yumei's mind, but it was quickly erased by her. How could it be possible, how could Erina, such a proud queen, like Lin Feng? If even she likes Lin Feng, then she is not indifferent. Opportunity now.

"Nakiri" Hojo Miyoko whispered/murmured, the show hand hanging down below clenched tightly, a firm expression appeared on her pretty face, as if she had made a firm idea.

Behind the crowd, Abe Ichiro, who was ignored, snorted coldly: "Cut, it's better to change your clothes if your clothes are torn. What kind of big head are you pretending to be? It's not certain who wins and who loses!".

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Third-rate chefs, step by step;

Second-rate chefs blindly imitate;

First-class chef, good at innovation.

As the commander-in-chief of the Togetsu Saryo Culinary Institute, the holy land of Japanese chefs, Nakiri Senzaemon has always believed in 'innovation', which is the most powerful and fundamental weapon for chefs to climb to the peak of cooking.

At this moment, Nakiri Senzaemon didn't seem to notice that his shirt was cracked, he looked directly at Lin Feng, and pondered: "The appropriate temperature will make the leaf flesh taste tender, and at the same time, the original sweet taste will be completely integrated into the leaf flesh. Everywhere, the sweetness is brought to the extreme"

"Lin Feng, is this what you think?" Nakiri Xianzaemon asked in a raised voice.

"Yes, only in this way can the scattered sweet molecules in the leaf flesh be brought into full play. Sure enough, the gourmet devil is well-informed!" said the middle-aged man judge hurriedly.

"No"

Just when everyone agreed with Nakiri Senzaemon's statement, an inappropriate voice sounded, interrupting everyone's chatter.

"It's not exactly what the commander said." Lin Feng squinted and smiled: "The reason why this dish can bring out the sweetness to the extreme lies in it!"

"it?"

Everyone's eyes 313 turned to Lin Feng, only to see Lin Feng take out an egg from the basket and firmly clamp it with two fingers.

"Oh, can eggs make the sweetness amplify?"

"No, it's the first time I've heard of it."

"This is slapping yourself in the face!"

For a time, there were sighs in the crowd, and they were full of distrust of Lin Feng's statement.

However, they soon discovered that not only the expressions of the five people present on the jury had changed, but even the few chefs from famous families in the crowd were shocked.

What do you mean?

Did they think wrong? !

Subconsciously, everyone looked at Lin Feng, waiting for the other party to give the final answer.

"Yes, that's it—egg, which can perfectly magnify the sweetness in the leaf flesh!" Lin Feng looked at the egg in his hand, the corners of his mouth raised, and a confident smile appeared on his face.

This game is based on eggs. If eggs are not used as the main ingredient, how can it be a veritable egg dish?

"You can't do egg yolks, you can't do egg whites, but when the two are perfectly blended together, the sweetness can be amplified!" Lin Feng glanced at everyone and continued: "Of course, the most important point of this dish is the food in the pot. Soup."

Soup?

After being reminded by Lin Feng, someone immediately remembered that Lin Feng used golden liquid/body to paint the heated leaf flesh.

"Is it impossible?" Dojima Yin slapped his lips, but he didn't finish his words in the end, but the relieved smile on his face seemed to tell everyone that he had great confidence in Lin Feng.

"Soup, Soup"

Abe Sanjin seemed to be possessed, and ran towards Lin Feng's chef table with words in his mouth.

Then, I saw him pick up the spoon, probe towards the golden liquid/body in the pot, scoop a small spoon, and then slowly put it into his mouth and suck it up.

pat.

With a crisp sound, the spoon stained with golden liquid/body fell to the ground.

The next second, under everyone's attention, Abe Sanjin seemed to be electrocuted. After a few twitches at the corners of his mouth, his face became dull.

Is this the foundation of his confidence?

Abe Sanjin was suddenly a little panicked. He had always thought that the first place could only be himself, but at this moment, this thought suddenly loosened, and the source of the loosening was that he had always looked down on him, thinking that he came in through the back door. Lin Feng.

"How about it, Chef Abe, did you feel a tremor on the tip of your tongue?" Lin Feng said with a smile.

(bech) "You" Abe Sanjin turned pale, turned to look at Lin Feng, the words came to his lips, but he couldn't say anything.

"Syrup, Honey, Mango Juice, Hemp Sugar"

Nakiri Erina came to Lin Feng's chef's desk at some point, and after tasting a mouthful of the soup, reported the ingredients one by one.

However, without mentioning a single ingredient, Erina Nakiri's face became more solemn, because she knew that it would be impossible to combine these ingredients perfectly!

"Xiao Nakiri, he is still playing," Lin Feng reminded.

"You take care of me!" Nakiri Erina rolled her eyes at Lin Feng and continued to ask, "How did you fuse them together? It's impossible, because"