Chapter 812: : Giants and Whales (Part 1)
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Reincarnating to Become a Japanese Chef God
- Qian Hui Zhuan
- 1385 characters
- 2021-04-11 11:49:49
A whale bowl!
The picture freezes here, people's minds are full of scenes of teenagers taking in black whales in a glass bowl.
"Receive--"
A light laughter, breaking the sense of the picture.
Xia Yu put the glass bowl on the kitchen counter, and then sealed the spice bottle with a wooden stopper. Of course, the grease bottle should be sealed carefully. After this on-the-spot practice, he discovered that "Morse Oil" is simply an excellent casting material for bursting the kitchen skills.
In the past, the cookbook of the scorching flames blasted the river with gunpowder and burned the pond with fierce oil. With Xia Yu's "Morse Oil", carrying a bottle of mineral water, you can complete the interpretation of a grand bonfire dinner. Isn't that more convenient?
"Unfortunately, "Morse Oil" is only available as a bonus when the system presents the Shining Silky Foot Fish. It has not been unlocked and cannot be released. "
When putting the cooking work on the jury seat, Xia Yu still sighed inwardly.
He saw the beautiful scenery of "Morse oil", he saw it, so he brought out such a cooking work, which is his confidence.
Failure, he will never serve.
"My cooking is done--"
There was a long line in front of the judging panel. At this point in time, it was near the end of the cooking session. Therefore, the players who have the ability to get past this round have basically finished and submitted their works, waiting for the evaluation score.
However, Xia Yu came to power on this occasion, and all the young girls watched him, and the stars stared like the moon, and actively gave way to a channel.
So a big glass bowl appeared on the jury table.
The master of ceremonies, the three female judges, and even all the shooting equipment around, locked the glass bowl.
"Huh, what about that whale?"
Mu Xiaoyue, the youngest female judge, protruded half of her body. Her round face covered the mouth of her bowl. She stared round her eyes to find the whale shadow deeply imprinted in her mind.
Wen Yan, the chief judge of Yuan Lanzhi and the female man, met a cry of laughter.
"Wake up and feed!" The man reached out.
The small head melon was slapped, Mu Xiaoyue pouted and sat back, and then his big eyes fixed on Xia Yu waiting in front of the table. After all, her culinary skills are not as good as those of the other two female judges. Although she is recognized as an expert in online celebrity circles, she has encountered a cooking work that exceeds common sense and her own three views.
"Did the whale just watch enough?" Xia Yu remembered Mu Xiaoyue and asked her with a nodded smile.
Mu Xiaoyue shook his head for a while, "It's not a question of not seeing enough, but..."
The head was hit again, and she shut up.
The main judge from the Yunmengze Chefs Union stared at the instant noodles that had been removed from the hot water in the glass bowl. The corner of his mouth was drawn, and his finger went, "What is this?"
"Laoding." Xia Yu replied with a smile, and handed the chopsticks and bowl to the three women behind the table. "As for the amount of this big bowl, look at the points. There is not much."
The female judge did not pick up the chopsticks, but Mu Xiaoyue and Yuan Lanzhi both took it.
"Tell me, what is the difference between your bowl of instant noodles and other instant noodles? What are the characteristics?" The main judge was not surprised, and his attitude was quite strict.
"It's not instant noodles, it's Laoding!"
"What about the characteristics..." Xia Yu's words paused here, and his eyes seemed to glow with light. "I think that the ultimate "fragrance" I can cook with my cooking skills is enough. ? "
The ultimate "scent"!
This sentence corresponding to the topic of the sea selection, immediately whirlwind in the field.
"The strongest fragrance he can cook now?" Zhao Qi was behind the team, staring closely at the glass bowl on the table, his nose sniffing constantly, and his face was filled with suspicious doubts, "he said I believe it. But what about the smell of the food? No matter what kind of instant noodles or Laoding, why is there no trace of odor?"
Based on the common sense of Zhao Qi and the young talents present, the more powerful dishes in the topic of "fragrance", the wider the influence of "fragrance" should be.
"Fragrant!"
"Yeah, what about incense?"
In the guest table, Li Han slammed his palms, and Tang Yuqiong and Wu Yingying were also awake at first.
Somewhere off the field, a Qingli woman lifted the hood of her black cloak, "The incense is still there, but it is just hidden. How did he hide it? It stands to reason that after the fried spice dust, the incense line is drawn out , Just like the dam that broke up, there was nothing to stop the harsh smell, but he just killed him completely, so as not to let the smell leak...
Xiu eyes wrote an obvious shock.
"Who is he? The new generation in China, has he forced it to this point?" Lei Aoxue murmured in shock.
I am afraid that Wei An and Kong Chun could see clearly.
"Fragrant, still!" Wei An stared at the glass bowl. In the midst of it, there seemed to be a flaming palm that covered the mouth of the bowl, so the whale was imprisoned.
"I suddenly looked forward to it!" Kong Chun said in a deep voice.
At this time, the meeting room that had gradually calmed down was broken by a question:
"Where is the "scent" for the question? "
The main reviewer asked a question that the people are concerned about.
""Fragrant"? "
"You mean it..."
Bit this "it" a bit harder and emphasize the tone.
Xia Yu held the backhand chopsticks that she hadn't received by the female judges, scorned, and her two chopsticks flashed into the golden noodles of the glass bowl. At the same time, her left hand was pressed against the edge of the bowl. dew.
Chopsticks, right hand.
agitation!
The golden noodles soaked with chopsticks, bang!
The scorching breath almost condensed into a substantial wave of flames, and immediately swallowed the three female judges in close proximity.
"Roar--"
Vague roar.
"I heard it!" Mu Xiaoyue exclaimed, covering his mouth, "It appeared!"
The golden noodles in the bowl were gleaming with golden light on the surface. Look carefully, it is a layer of golden star dust.
Seeing this, Yuan Lanzhi and the female man lead judges suddenly realized, "It is the spice just sprinkled into this bowl of "Ding Ding", the kind of comprehensive spice dust!"
A savory fragrance, accompanied by heat waves.
After taking a breath, the two women suddenly became calm. Even Yuan Lanzhi, who had a gentle temperament and always had a soft smile on her face, had a sudden appetite color on her face, and the reaction was quite strong.
eat!
The chopsticks in Xia Yu's hand were also taken away.
The three female judges are surrounded by a bowl of noodles. You chopsticks and I chopsticks. Everyone eats the first bite. The subconscious reaction is to lean back, the pupils dilate suddenly, and look like a bliss.
What, instant noodles?
The main ingredients are ordinary?
Compared with the spice skill with the magical "stealing the sky for the sun" generously ~EbookFREE.me~ Xia Yu's focus on Laoding is undoubtedly in spices, that is, seasonings. The main ingredient, according to Xia Yu's past practice, such a spice bag can be applied to desserts, and it can also be applied to small and unremarkable spice red wine. Therefore, it does not matter what the main ingredients are!
There is no such thing as a mouthfeel. The mouth is filled with whales and swells in the instant you eat the noodles
The huge whale, slippery, shuttled back and forth in the mouth of the female judge.
Each female judge tried her best to open the jawbone to make the inner space of the mouth bigger. Every bite was chewed and swallowed into the stomach, and through the throat and esophagus, pain appeared on their faces, as if the entire body was huge. Pierce.
However, the face is painful, but the eyes have long been misty and misty, and the eyes are flowing. The feeling of the eyes is that the land of long drought is ushered in the rain, and the deep female grudges bring moisture, deep gratitude and joy.
"what--"
The scream came from the microphone.