Eternal Food Paradise.

Chapter 23 Spicy Mountain Reappears
Chinese food!

After seeing the title of food halberd clearly on the screen, there was an uproar in the stadium.

It’s not about anything else, but the topic is too broad. Anyone present who doesn’t have a certain degree of food literacy, how could he not know that there are eight major cuisines in “Chinese Cuisine”, and there are countless branches such as local cuisine and Hakka cuisine. Tie.

Jury seat.

Gin Dojima's gaze was firmly fixed on one of the players, and he said with great interest, "It's only superficially broad."

Kadozaki Taki and the other three judges followed suit.

"Who doesn't know that Jiuwo Zhaoji is actually an expert in Sichuan cuisine. If he is asked to give up the numbness and spicyness that has been compared to the 'violent aesthetics' in the food halberd duel, it is equivalent to breaking his own fangs, losing his aggressiveness, and attacking. sex."

"That's right, Shiji is very particular about competition. If it is a mediocre work, it is doomed to lose, even if his cooking skills are a bit better!"

dong dong.

Hearing the knock on the door, Xinhu Feisha went to open the door.

"Excuse me, Ms. Nakiri Erina." Isshiki entered the room and walked straight to the one-way transparent floor-to-ceiling windows. There was a distance of two or three meters between Nakiri Erina, who was standing with her chest hugged and her long hair fluttering.

"It's him you texted me about...?"

His eyes fell on Jiuga Teruji's opponent, a face he had never seen before.

Nakiri Erina said in a flat voice: "It's really curious, a character that you listed as a candidate for the top ten, Senior Isshiki, you sent me a text message just to let me come here to evaluate your vision of people?"

Yi Sehui smiled and shook his head.

"There's no room for evaluation. The seat of the top ten is already nervous. If you see a competitor show up with your own eyes, even Miss Erina, you must feel restless and uneasy."

Hearing this, the girl's eyes narrowed slightly, her face showing a bit of solemnity.

On the field.

Xia Yan washed his hands, while waiting for the staff to bring up his ingredients, while observing the preparations of the opposite Jiuga Zhaoji.

Here, the recipes are simple, so the materials and tools are not complicated.

But Jiuga Zhaoji’s situation was quite the opposite. First, the staff “rumbled” onto a large cart, which was quite eye-catching, and then several bald-headed black-clothed men from the Chinese Cuisine Research Association moved down with a mouthful of pure black metal. pot.

The pot was placed directly on the charcoal stove, and the black-clothed members of the society piled up charcoal bags at their feet, waiting for a long time, and I followed the order of Ji and waited in full force.

But this is just the beginning.

Another car transported swimming live fish onto the stage, and the camera zoomed in, showing a close-up picture of Tokuga Zhaoji rolling up his sleeves and wielding a knife to kill the fish.

"Black, bearded, long..."

"It's catfish!"

Seeing Teruji Kuga turn over the kitchen knife, hit the head of the fish with a sap, first stun the live fish, and then cut the tail to let the blood out. The judges and the audience couldn't help but praise the basic skills of this top ten candidate, Every treatment can be called neat, never muddled.

After bleeding, the internal organs and gills are removed, chopped into fish pieces, and seasoned with salt, cooking wine, and pepper for marinating.

After finishing these, Jiuga began to wash his hands according to Ji, to wash away the blood stains and fishy smell on his hands.

So his eyes, together with the camera, turned to the opposite kitchen counter, saw Xia Yan cutting green peppers and shredded pork into strips like clones, Jiu Wo Zhaoji curled his mouth slightly, and let out a low moan "Green pepper shredded pork..."

"It seems that he has no experience in eating halberds." He shook his head, his flickering eyes filled with disappointment.

In the food halberd duel, using daily recipes is simply death.

It's not that "Green Pepper Shredded Pork" is not classic enough, it's just too classic and spread too widely, because everyone has eaten it, and even a chef has done it, so both the diners and the chef said it was very difficult. , On the one hand, it is impossible to bring forth new ideas after being made badly.

Therefore, there is a high probability that it will be reduced to a mediocre 'green pepper shredded pork'...

Thinking of the dishes coming to the table later, the judges' faces were numb, and they took a bite with their chopsticks very reluctantly. If they chewed white paper, there was no reaction and they insisted that they would not take a second bite...

Jiuga Zhaoji sighed in disappointment of "ha".

"I'm so stupid, it was a 5-0 victory, what was I expecting, but the opponent is too fishy, ​​I would have insisted on not getting involved if I knew it earlier, such a game of abuse and fish pond is meaningless to me .”

Another member of the guest room, Nakiri Erina, who has a similar opinion to Teruki Kuga.

There is no reason for it.

For a long time, I compared Ji's cooking performance, which was full of enthusiasm and suffocating rhythm, to Xia Yan's, which seemed too quiet and bland.

There was a buzz of discussion in the audience.

"The knife skill is extremely strong."

"+1, cut the green peppers and shredded pork like the clone group, the knife skills are very strong, but that's all, cooking skills are not just knife skills."

"My God, why is it 'Green Pepper Shredded Pork'? It's so disappointing. Compared with Jiu's regular preparation, I can't even think of his recipe..."

"Who said it was unexpected, I seriously think it's hot pot! Hot pot fish!"

Let the people outside the kitchen discuss. From holding the knife to cutting vegetables, Xia Yan immersed himself in the world of cooking. His high concentration allowed him to quickly throw away the little nervousness before going on stage, and the blood in his body also recovered surging vitality. Movements appear stretched and smooth, without a trace of nervous stiffness.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

After the "Flower Knife" is full, the most intuitive experience is that it is controlled by Xia Yan's thoughts and no longer triggers suddenly.

At the same time, not triggering the "Flower Knife" does not mean that the knife skill has advanced. On Xia Yan's panel, it is a pool of stagnant water that is useless.

This is an advanced step that is very fast and accurate, so this kind of sword power is faintly reflected on him, but there are no eye-catching famous scenes like carving and flower work.

Coincidentally, Jiu I Zhaoji's catfish needs to be marinated, and Xia Yan also focuses on marinating the 'shredded pork'.

On the camera screen, the shredded pork in the basin is evenly mixed with cooking wine, starch and egg white.

"It's a very common method to put egg whites in order to keep the shredded meat tender and delicate." On the judging table, an outside critic said indifferently.

Everyone thought that Xia Yan would wash his hands after marinating the meat, and waited for half an hour with Jiuga Zhaoji, but they saw him suddenly put a large Chinese iron pot on the professional stove where the fire was rising, and carried it from the staff. Nearly ten bottles of 'Doubanjiang' were brought out of the carton on stage...

The atmosphere in the hall was a bit cold for a while.

Silent.

Soon, all the seasoning bottles were emptied and placed on the table, and the camera shot sideways was quite spectacular.

however.

What attracted everyone's attention was not the empty bottles, but the hot sauce that was piled up in a big iron pot and turned into a sharp hill.

"Gulu~" The external judge who spoke just now, unnaturally, swallowed into the microphone, and the voice was clearly transmitted throughout the venue, and the director even gave a close-up of his facial expression.

The reviewer's expression is probably like this:

(_).

"Uh!" Seeing this scene, Nakiri Erina also took a deep breath, especially when she saw Xia Yan and then used the spatula, the veins on the back of her hand were obviously tense, and she started to stir fry the pile of hot sauce. I feel the "God's Tongue" in the mouth has a faint spicy and stimulating electric shock.

It seems that this scene has drawn out the traumatic stress syndrome hidden in my heart.

"This, is this going to stir-fry red bean paste sauce?" The light purple-haired girl, Hisako Niito, stared dumbfounded.

"Do you need so many, such a large amount?!"

Gin Dojima, who was in the jury, opened his mouth wide, sweat dripping from his forehead.

Even Isshi Hui, who had seen this 'Super Darkening' recipe beforehand, twitched involuntarily.

　Ask for a recommendation ticket~~
　　


(End of this chapter)