Chapter 2009 A Little Far Behind

As we talked, we went to the God of Cooking shop for dinner.

"We are all old acquaintances. If we are greedy, we are greedy. Why come to me to communicate? I just want to eat Xiao Yuan's cooking." Zhou Shijie directly exposed it.

"How can the word "covetous" be used to describe a chef's eating of delicious food? It's called tasting delicious food, and now is the time for an outing in spring." Chef Zhuang immediately added.

"I think we can form a group." Chef Wang thinks this is a good idea.

Chef Yue, who was watching silently on the other side, also nodded in agreement with the idea.

The rostrum was busy planning a group spring outing to the God of Cooking store, and everyone on the competition stage started cooking with a clang of bells.

What Yuanzhou chose this time was the oil-fried double crisp, which is extremely difficult to control the heat. It sounds very simple, but in fact it is not. Controlling the heat is crucial.

Traditional oil-fried double crispy dishes are usually made with pork tripe and chicken gizzards. Over time, some use pork tripe and kidneys, some use chicken gizzards and beef tripe, etc.

However, Yuanzhou must have chosen the most original method, and his pursuit is to restore the most authentic taste.

"Dang Dang Dang Dang"

Yuan Zhou raised his knife and lowered it. The prepared pork belly was like a goddess scattering flowers. It quickly spread into pieces, and it looked like snowflakes at a glance.

After finishing the pork belly, Yuanzhou started to process the chicken gizzards again. The technique was skillful and natural, with its own rhythm. It was everyone's style at first glance.

The three people from Qin Hua next to them also made no concessions. Moreover, there were so many of them, they were even more lively and their speed was extremely fast.

The fastest one is Gao Fei. He is almost done. What he makes is the simplest and takes the shortest time.

Gao Fei's dish was shredded yam, and even before it was put on the plate, there was already a sweet taste that swept over the audience.

"Judge, I'm done." Gao Fei looked at Qin Hua and Yuan Zhou before shouting loudly.

He truly regarded Qin Hua as his biggest opponent and Yuan Zhou as his second opponent.

It was obvious that he had some misunderstandings about his own strength.

When Xiaoli saw that Gao Fei had finished cooking, she immediately asked the waiter to come up and take away the dishes for the judges to taste.

For the convenience of tasting, the dishes were placed on five small white plates. In each small plate, Gao Fei placed three pieces of yam cut with a hob. There were dots of sesame seeds, black sesame seeds and persimmons on them. The yellow color creates a sharp contrast.

There wasn't much food, so we arranged for a waiter, a pretty girl. She carried a tray and put five small plates in it.

"when"

The young lady placed the five plates in front of the five judges and left quickly.

And Gao Fei started to get a little nervous when the dishes were placed in front of the judges. After all, this was the fateful moment. It is no exaggeration to say that the silver spoon has a unique symbolic meaning in Shandong cuisine.

This pulled yam dish does not disgrace Gao Fei's reputation as "turning the pot over". The yam is evenly wrapped in sugar, and it looks like it is wearing a light yellow coat, lining the slightly browned yam inside. , the color is very good.

"Let's give it a try." Zhou Shijie said directly.

He picked up his chopsticks and planned to pick up a piece of yam to try. After Zhou Shijie made a move, the others also started to move.

"Hiss"

Picking up a piece of yam, he pulled out a shiny sugar thread. The distance from the table to his mouth was almost one meter, but the sugar thread was very tough and did not break.

"Kacha"

The first thing you bite is the sugar coating on the outside, and then the glutinous yam.

Because it is a yam that has been fried in advance, in addition to the crispness of the sugar coating, the outer layer of the yam also has a crispy feeling, followed by a soft and glutinous texture. It is indeed a table-top dessert that tastes quite good. .

"The taste is okay, it tastes crispy, sweet and glutinous, not bad." Chef Zhuang nodded while eating, obviously quite satisfied with this dish.

Chef Mai who was with him next to him was also quite satisfied with this dish.

The two chefs Zhou Shijie and Wang and Yue who ate first didn't say much, but simply finished the three pieces of yam on the plate out of habit, and then looked at the sesame seeds and sugar on the plate in silence. .

Frankly speaking, Gao Fei's skills were really good, but he couldn't resist the fact that Zhuyu, Zhou Shijie, Chef Wang, and Chef Yue had gone to the God of Cooking shop to try this dish made by Yuan Zhou.

The first thing that impressed them deeply at that time was the carambola yam that Yuan Zhou brought out. It was extremely hot to the mouth. If Yuan Zhou hadn't prepared a bowl of cold boiled water and told them that they needed to rinse it before eating, their mouths would probably have been scalded and blistered. After eating, the plate was as white as new. It was not because they had licked it, but because it had been like that since they finished eating.

Therefore, the three of them felt that Gao Fei's shredded yam did not meet their expectations.

In fact, comparing Yuan Zhou's delicious food to Gao Fei's is really bullying.

The scoring model of the Silver Spoon Appraisal Competition is different from that of ordinary cooking competitions. In the first round, no matter how many people there are, only two will be selected for the second round. There will be no scoring. The judges will taste all the dishes directly, and then When making choices, it can be said that the rules are very arbitrary.

"It's okay, it's okay." Gao Fei saw the expressions of the five judges and felt that they should be quite satisfied, so he was temporarily relieved.

The dishes that need to reflect fire skills are basically not Kung Fu dishes. Yuan Zhou must be the one who cooks them first. If it weren’t for the pork belly and chicken gizzards that have to wait for a while, he must be the first to cook them. After all, he is alone. It's comparable to a team of chefs.

"Judge, I've done it here." Yuan Zhou raised his hand to signal.

There were five small plates lined up in front of him. The one he chose was the dark brown coarse porcelain plate. The rough texture was not as delicate as the fine porcelain, but it felt very suitable against the white and red background.

It was the young lady who came over with the tray as usual, carefully put the five plates into the tray one by one, and carried them to the podium.

Each small plate has clear red and white, one side is red and the other is white. The boundary between Chu, He and Han is very clear, and the most wonderful thing is that it looks like there is only one piece of red and one piece of white, and nothing else.

"That's too little." Chef Wang couldn't help but muttered.

"Your eyes are really bad. Take a closer look. This knife skill is really amazing." Chef Yue couldn't help but retorted. Of course, his head could almost reach into the plate.

Hearing Chef Yue's reminder, not only Chef Wang but also Chef Zhuang, and Chef Mai reflexively moved closer to take a look.

Then I discovered that it was actually not one piece. With that thickness, it didn’t feel like it was just one piece.

So when the plate came up, Zhou Shijie's first action was to use chopsticks to pick out the white and red parts, and then like a fan, the two parts slowly unfolded and covered the entire plate. Of course, they were still clearly differentiated.

The other four people couldn't help but imitate Zhou Shijie's actions when they saw it, and then it was the moment to witness the miracle, and they really dispersed.

"Does this - look like a camellia?" Chef Mai looked at the tripe slices and chicken gizzards scattered on the plate with some hesitation.

In fact, Chef Mai can be more confident and remove the image.

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