Chapter 887: : Counterfeit Counterattack (Part 1)
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Reincarnating to Become a Japanese Chef God
- Qian Hui Zhuan
- 1256 characters
- 2021-04-11 11:50:00
Chapter 887: Counterfeit Counterattack (Part 1)
Although they are all rice cakes, in terms of dishes, the appearance is generally speaking, which are completely different styles!
The Su-style rice cakes of the Ye Feizhou group have a rectangular shape and a mint green color. The texture is moist and delicate, and a few pieces are built on a white plate, which has a cool breath. Just like him, gentle gentleman, gentle as jade.
The Fuzhou Caitou Kuai and Carrot Cake of the Weizhong Group are mainly made of rice milk and potato flour mixed with other small ingredients. At first glance, the appearance looks like fried tofu pieces.
In fact, these pastries were indeed fried in a pan before being served on the table, crispy on the outside, tender on the inside, and fragrant.
The five judges, including the female director, were stimulated by the taste, and the appetite in their eyes suddenly became rich.
The eyes of the judges stopped on the work of the Wei Zhong group.
"It's Caitou Kuai!"
A gentleman with glasses and temperament, the throat rolled up and down, trying to endure in the lens, "...smell, shrimp, mushrooms, sausage grains and other ingredients have been fully integrated, which is not like the students' The level of cooking is too high, just looking at my appetite will leave the cage!"
Lu Qinghong just stared at Wei Zhong's palms and said, "Is the only time to intervene, let the dishes be reborn! Is it really that kind of magical cooking skills, I am afraid that only Baiyun Pavilion..."
She was interrupted by Wei Zhong waving her hand.
"Try it!"
Wei Zhong said lightly, "Although this is not my work, it condenses part of my efforts in it."
Next to him, the No. 1 high school student, clenching his fists, was nervous and sweating uncontrollably in front of the five famous judges.
Wei Zhong patted him on the shoulder and handed an admiring look, "You are already very good!"
"Thank you!"
High school students are even more delighted and excited by the recognition of idols and seniors.
Lu Qinghong nodded to the left and right, so the five judges picked up the chopsticks together, each chopsticks, and picked up a piece of "cai tau kui", biting their teeth and chewing in their mouths.
Unexpected taste!
There are ingredients such as dried shrimps, shiitake mushrooms, sausage sausages, etc., which should be complex and diversified tastes, but the imported cakes, the fragrance fragrant around the nose and mouth!
If you continue to chew deeply, the vegetable flavors of celery grains and green garlic are more aggressively attacked. Suddenly, Lu Qinghong stopped chewing and looked strange, "How come there is a taste of the ocean..."
"Haha, it's nori!"
An old reviewer laughed: "Caitou Kuai is not only available in Fuzhou. Chaoshan and Zhangzhou also have their own special Caitou Kuai. In this way, what are the characteristics of Fuzhou Caitou Kuai? It is this taste of laver, It's the finishing touch!"
The old man is obviously the authoritative researcher of folk culture, and he looks up and down the stage.
Nori!
The other reviewers were informed.
"No wonder, the so-called eating by the mountains and eating by the sea. The reason why seaweed is put into Caitou by Fuzhou people as a special raw material is related to the geographical location of the adjacent sea, and it is also the local people's gratitude to the mother of the ocean!"
Lu Qinghong swallowed the cake in her mouth, and her mouth was still spitting. This time she bite a bigger piece of vegetable cake, chewing.
Obviously gobbling, but a fresh smile on his face.
The freshness of the sea continues to spread deep into the soul, and a trace of "delicateness" hidden in the pastry has caused the female director to sink. She seems to go to the dock in Fuzhou, stretching her arms and the far side in the bright day of the beautiful day. On the Haiping line, a vaguely visible fishing boat seemed to be caught in her arms.
Picture scroll into poetry.
From local delicacies to hometown.
Through tasting, Lu Qinghong saw Fuzhou after the youth craftsmanship. This is the higher level of cuisine, and the humanistic feelings that are more important than color and fragrance!
The so-called "meaning" of food also includes these plots and feelings.
no doubt.
The Wei Zhong team came up with a very strong work in this round of rice cake competition!
Soon, a plate of rice cakes came to the judge's belly.
"Huh--" Lu Qinghong wiped her mouth, looking at Wei Zhong and high school students, and commented conspicuously: "To be honest, it's almost the Lantern Festival. Go, but your work in this group makes me miss my hometown again and want to go home!"
She held up the scoreboard--
19 points!
Seeing the other judges, they also wrote on the brand and then raised it.
"19 points, 19 points, 20 points, 19 points..." The hostess said intently, "Wow, four 19 points, one full mark. In this round of competition, the final score of the guard team was 96 points. Congratulations!"
The high school student was very excited, "96 points, the program group has not appeared in a long time!"
Wei Zhong frowned and was dissatisfied that he did not get a perfect score with the help of his "hand of God" kitchen skills.
"Give up, give up--"
A voice said, "It's our turn!"
Wei Zhong was squeezed away, and he couldn't help staring at the rude young chef, "Huh, is this anxious to enter the Hall of Lords? Just 96 points, 96 points, how can these two people surpass?"
He thought, the despicable look in his eyes was almost ready.
In the field of strong noodles, there are strong students who inherit the local characteristics of rice cake cooking, how to lose?
"what!"
Xia Yu grabbed the spotlight, and the five judges realized that the dishes of the Devil's group had been ignored~EbookFREE.me~ They looked at it and froze.
A plate of white and delicate, comes into view!
On the white plate, there is a "white rice cake" that is as white as frost. The plate and the rice cake are as one, making people's eyes straight!
There is no green coolness of the Ye Feizhou group'Su-style mint rice cake'.
Nor is Wei Zhongzhong's feeling of'Fuzhou Caitou'.
The rice cake dishes of Xia Yu and No. 9 Migrant Worker are plain and creamy milky, smell, and also the original rice fragrance of the rice cake, without other impurities, pure and natural.
"Geyang New Year Cake?" The old man with authority in folk culture recognized it at once.
"No!"
Jury seat fryer.
"Geyang Rice Cake, also known as Dahegu Rice Cake, is well-known in the Chinese world and can be said to be the king of the rice cake dishes!" There was a loud noise, "There are two kinds of ingredients that are indispensable for this rice cake -"
"One is Dahemi!"
"The second is high-quality spring water!"
"These are the secrets of Geyang Rice Cake!"
It is said that Xia Yu just shrugged: "I understand these!"
Female director Lu Qinghong coughed.
"Well, when actually deciding on the topic of bottle labeling, in the preparation of the "nian gao" ingredients, our program team considered three tutors or trainees, who might be familiar with Geyang nian gao and plan to present such dishes, so we specially provided Dahe Rice, high-quality spring water..."
"Chef Xia just asked us for the ingredients!"
Lu Qinghong puzzled everyone.
"Really?" The judges looked at the female director, and then looked at the calm Xia Demon, Zhang Zhangkou, more suspicious that the words were blocked in his throat, and it was uncomfortable to spit out.
Who is the Xia Demon King? In exchange for other new Lin Lin chefs, the judges estimate that it is impossible to let go.
"Ah--"
The voice of sarcasm interjected.
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