Chapter 144: : Metamorphosis in flames

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"At this stage of students, perfect cooking!"
"The main ingredients are..."
"Food ingredients? If you don't know how to deal with them, extra-grade food ingredients are cumbersome. With the criticism and harshness of these judges, you will get 0 points out of 10!"
In the corner of the auditorium, except for the chief Si Yingshi, the other ten masters gathered together. [Zero ↑ ​​Nine △ Small ↓ Said △ Net. 09xs.]
"Sure enough!" Azumi Erina bit her thumb. Even if she was as proud as she was, she truly recognized Si Yingshi's strength.
Perhaps, only when Si Yingshi graduated would she have the chance to be the chief of Shijie.
At least for the moment, Sei Rina feels that his chances of winning against his boss Ying Shi... are approaching zero!
The gap is too big!
"Does this guy admit defeat?"
In the eighth seat, Jiujiu Zhaoji, a two-year-old with yellow hair, put his hands in his trouser pockets and glanced at Xia Yu on the stage of the auditorium.
"No, he will not retreat!" Yi Sehui of the seventh seat said, clanging powerfully.
Realizing that the entire audience was focusing on himself, including the judges, Xia Yu knew he was going to serve.
"It's not bad, Si Yingshi helped me delay for at least ten minutes, otherwise the fire was really hanging!"
Xia Yu pinched his sweat secretly, put on a pair of heat-resistant gloves, leaned over and stretched out his hand, in the ruins of the "burning earth cellar", he pulled out a round ball that was constantly peeling off the mud, and did not pay attention to any chic decoration. Just put the mud ball on the jury.
With Zhuyu ahead, Xia Yu actually has a lot of pressure inside.
Boos filled the venues, and many Yuanyue students laughed wantonly.
Compared with Si Yingshi, who is full of gentlemen, Xia Yu's serving position is indeed not right. His upper body is naked, and his skin is inevitably stained with charcoal ash and firewood ash, mainly food!
Exquisite and delicious, like the white-haired Sindrella fried steak of the artwork, and a dish hidden in the mud, from the appearance alone, there are obvious advantages and disadvantages!
As far as the "shape" rating item is concerned, Xia Yu seems to have lost.
The mud lay on the table, and several dry mud pieces fell off the case and spread out on the table.
A whiff of warm breath is constantly emerging.
"……what is this?"
Looking at the mud ball, Dojima silver asked lowly.
"A cuisine full of Chinese local customs, but I have'improved' it." Xia Yu replied without hesitation. On the word "improvement", he emphasized the tone.
In other reviews, neither Aoki Aoki nor Ryoko Lina said anything.
Shen Yuan Zhengren cast suspicious eyes, and Xia Yu nodded to his eyes. This means rest assured.
Go back to the kitchen counter and get a small hammer, aim at the mud on the table, and tap it lightly.
"Click"
With a slight sound, it seems that the eggshell cracked, and the crack quickly spread to the whole mud along the place where the hammer hits.
The broadcast screen above the auditorium gave a long close-up shot of the mud.
The boos disappeared, the laughter disappeared, and the picture seemed to freeze.
The second hammer!
Snapped.
This time Xia Yu increased his strength. With a hammer, the mud that was already full of cracks was instantly broken, and the outer two layers of ordinary yellow mud shells fell off, exposing the inner dark mud.
"Good fragrance--"
A Yuanyue student exclaimed suddenly.
Unconsciously, Pandora's magic box opened, and the rich fragrance full of magic charm instantly invaded the entire venue, allowing Yuanyue teachers and students to swallow saliva and throat.
"Spicy mud?" The five judges stared at the last layer of dark mud wrapped around the chicken dishes.
"Third Hammer!"
Xia Yu smashed it in one breath, and the eggshell was broken, and he held a small knife in his left hand and opened the bow to the left and right, aiming at the inner lotus leaf, and passed it across. Ye immediately spread out like a blooming summer flower!
Bang!
At this time, the aroma is like a substance, turning into a fountain, raging into the sky, and then spilling onto the entire venue.
The relay screen lights up suddenly.
Many Yuanyue teachers and students closed their eyes subconsciously.
"Is my eyes dazzled..." A group of people at Jixingliao wiped their eyes hard, but fortunately Ping Chuangzheng and Morita Maki, holding their breath, their eyes seemed to have penetrated the light film, and saw that the inside was covered with flames, The dancing chicken.
Do not!
Not a native chicken!
Yi Sehui and Tieqie painted Rina's eyes widened, and there was a strong impulse in her heart, opening her mouth, wanting to scream out the name of that mythical creature
Bathed in the holy flame... Phoenix!
It's the flames that transform the native chicken!
Static.
The auditorium was silent for a few minutes, and finally a burst of discussion broke out, and the teachers and students whispered.
Jury seat, the atmosphere is solemn.
Si Yingshi, who was standing next to him, had a blank expression, and the whole person was dumbfounded.
"This kind of cuisine...I am looking forward to it!"
Shen Qixian left guard door Shen Sheng said.
"I look forward to it too!" Xia Yu smiled.
Just now, he received an unexpected system prompt.
"Well, chopsticks!" Xia Yu handed over the clean chopsticks to several judges, and used a small knife to dissect the whole chicken.
The whole body of the chicken is a yellow-orange flame color, very bright, just like a turkey crawling on the table.
This beautiful appearance is actually the result of pickling in spice water. Xia Yu tried many times in his own shop, and finally improved the score of ‘shape’.
"Chicken legs!"
Aoki Zongtai abandoned the chopsticks and directly reached for a chicken leg, biting it down, his expression suddenly softened.
Dojima Silver also sandwiched a piece of chicken into his mouth and chewed it. The original dignified expression became wonderful.
"Sure enough, it's a charcoal-fired and wood-fired dish, this taste is completely different.........wait!" Dojima silver sits upright~EbookFREE.me~ what's the matter with this spice mix? Cinnamon, ginger, angelica... and cloves... the slightly spicy flavor should be cardamom, no, and grass fruit... this kind of variety of spices is mixed without actually punching, and it is very mellow and long. , Definitely using tangerine peel..."
"Oh--"
Suddenly two hot airflows from his nostrils, Dojima silver stood upright suddenly, chopsticks were pinched off in his hands, "There is the taste of the ninth spice! No! Not a spice!"
"It's flames!"
At the moment of chewing, the eight spices were all ignited by the flames and mixed out in the mouth. The whole person of Dojima Silver was trembling. He saw a golden key and was prying away his treasure trove of taste
Extreme!
It's about to reach the top!
Ryoko Rina is the third taster. She just sent the chicken into her mouth, and she screamed with shame in her heart.
"what--"
Screaming echoed on the empty ground, Ryoko Rina was naked, standing under the gloomy sky.
Lava is flowing on the ground, the crater at the far end is glowing, and the whole space is filled with a smell of dry charcoal fire.
With a clear and long cry, the sky cast a large shadow, Ryoko Rina looked in amazement at a mythical creature bathed in the golden holy flame, slowly landed in front of herself, and fluttered.
Counting carefully, Ryoko Rina found that the phoenix had eight colorful tail feathers, each of which was covered by flames, and the rich fragrance came to the nose.
Phoenix seemed to be inviting him. Ryoko Rina climbed on the back of the big bird, and was surprised to find that the holy flame that swept around the Phoenix did not burn her, but instead was warm and melting, which made her comfortable, and almost made a shameful hum.
Gently fluttering his wings, the phoenix soared above the nine days.
Ryoko Rina's entire body also took off with the phoenix, almost feathering ascendant. (To be continued.)