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Chapter 89 Let's Eat!Examiner!

"Smell of fish?"

The poor old man also laughed, seeing Lin Xiaotian's mysterious appearance, he shook his head secretly.

This kid is good in everything, but the poor old man is not satisfied with one thing. He always likes to talk half-spoken, and he is suspected of playing tricks.

No matter how you say it, it's better to taste it yourself. The poor old man stopped talking and reached out to get a pair of chopsticks, but he couldn't find it after searching around.

"No chopsticks? Then how can I eat?" The poor old man frowned and asked.

"Chopsticks are not suitable for this dish, I suggest you use this..."

As he said that, Lin Xiaotian took out a large spoon from behind. The spoon was a circle larger than ordinary eating spoons, and it could be regarded as a small soup spoon.

"Spoon? I rarely eat with this..."

The poor old man is a little puzzled, everyone is an adult and knows how to use chopsticks, why use a spoon to eat?It looks a bit embarrassing.

"Trust me, you'll thank me for giving you a spoon instead of chopsticks."

Under Lin Xiaotian's smiling eyes, the poor old man took the spoon in doubt, then lowered his head, ready to enjoy the "taste of fish".

At the same time, the live broadcaster has automatically focused on the poor old man, who seems to have replaced the fat man as a "taste tester".

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"Eat! Eat fast!"

"The taste of fish... Brother Tian, ​​I have already fished out all the goldfish in the fish tank, and I am ready to enjoy the taste of fish."

"I can see it, but I can't eat it, it's painful! When will Brother Tian open a restaurant?"

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The barrage group also gradually became active, and many people began to complain about the feeling of not being able to eat it. They even prepared all kinds of snacks by their side. bite off.

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Under Lin Xiaotian's gaze, the poor old man picked up a small soup spoon, first used the spoon to poke the soup on the rice bowl, and leaned forward to smell it carefully a few times.

"Well, the fragrance is very strong. It is indeed the taste of authentic fish-flavored pork shreds. This fragrance seems to be raised a few degrees, which can make people appetite even more."

The slightly meaty sweet and sour scent made the poor old man salivate, and he had already begun to swallow his saliva without knowing it.

Lin Xiaotian's smile was even better. He knew that all audits should start from the three points of "color, fragrance and fragrance".

Once eating has a purpose, it is not purely enjoying the food, just like these reviewers, they will first smell the aroma of the dishes like the poor old man.

In this way, Lin Xiaotian's skill of locking incense can come in handy. It can be said that this small method will directly change everyone's first impression of this dish.

The crystal clear soup is very thick, shining on the white rice, gently stirring, the soup began to slowly seep under the rice.

This kind of appearance can be said to be the pinnacle of donburi.

Based on "color" and "fragrance" alone, these examiners couldn't give Lin Xiaotian too low a score, and they had to hover around [-]:[-].

If you add that Lin Xiaotian is just a chef without a title, this score will be raised again, and it is not an exaggeration to give a full score.

Therefore, Lin Xiaotian's first step was very successful. In this assessment, he has seen his third-level chef certificate. As long as the taste is not too bizarre, knife skills and appearance alone are enough to get the certificate of a third-level chef.

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The poor old man stirred twice, the glutton in his stomach was hooked, he was no longer in the mood to comment on the appearance of this dish, now he just wanted to taste the taste.

The spoon cut off the soup, scooped up a ball of rice, and put it into his mouth.

"Gudong"

After the poor old man ate that mouthful of rice, the thousands of viewers in front of the screen began to swallow their saliva, how much they wanted to eat that mouthful of rice!

"The taste of the entrance is slightly sour, um... followed by a sweet taste, the tenderness of the S-grade pork tenderloin is well brought out, coupled with the lubrication of the bamboo shoots, um, very good..."

After chewing twice, the poor old man is still in the mood to comment on the taste of this dish. Compared with ordinary chefs, Lin Xiaotian has already cooked this dish very well, enough to reach the standard of a fifth-level chef.

But if this is the case, the poor old man is not satisfied. Compared with the cool summer, this dish is always inferior, and it cannot be regarded as Lin Xiaotian's pinnacle.

After chewing twice more carefully, the poor old man swallowed it slowly.

The sweet and sour feeling left in his mouth whetted the poor old man's appetite, and he had achieved the purpose of eating. He couldn't help but scooped up another spoonful...

Going on like this, the third spoonful, the fourth spoonful... until the sixth spoonful, the poor old man had already eaten the rice on the edge and dug towards the center.

The smile on Lin Xiaotian's face suddenly became very weird. He looked at the poor old man, and then raised his head to look at the examiners. They are going to be in the inner circle, right?

"I always feel that there is something wrong with this fish-flavored shredded pork?"

Holding a spoon, the poor old man muttered softly, the few mouthfuls of rice just now were indeed very appetizing, but it was not a good dish for dinner, and he also felt that there was something missing.

By the way, it's spicy. Why doesn't this fish-flavored shredded pork have any spicy taste?

Such a thought flashed through the poor old man's mind, and the rice bowl in his hand had already been put into his mouth again.

Chewing carefully, the poor old man's enthusiasm for this dish is decreasing, he seems a little bored, maybe there are two more spoonfuls, and he will never eat it again.

Sighing secretly in his heart, the poor old man was a little distracted, thinking wildly, suddenly, the poor old man's eyes suddenly protruded, and bloodshot eyes burst out.

Seeing the poor old man, Lin Xiaotian's weird smile became even more prosperous.

Good show, start!

Just now, it was a fish-flavored shredded pork with less spicy taste, but now, this dish is called the taste of fish!

"Oh! Hahaha! Spicy!"

The next moment, the poor old man stuck out his tongue and opened his mouth. It was as if something exploded in his mouth, and the intense spicy and sour taste filled his taste buds.

The center of this dish tastes completely different from the periphery!

There is a sandwich between the rice, which is filled with chili oil, and the soup here is obviously thicker, and the sour taste is three or four times stronger!
When the spicy and sour taste broke out, the poor old man's first reaction was to quickly suppress it with rice!

So, with a spoonful, he filled the mouth full of outer rice and took two or three mouthfuls to suppress the spiciness.

In such a short period of time, the poor old man's forehead was covered with fine sweat, which shows that the spicy taste just now was full!

When the full spicy and sour taste slowly faded from the poor old man's mouth, he felt a sense of loss in his heart.

This is the strange thing about people. Although it was spicy just now, his taste buds have been violently opened. When the taste is lost, he just wants to fill in the vacancy quickly.

The magical spiciness and sourness will make people addicted, and they can't help but eat it mouthful after mouthful!
The slightly hesitant spoon continued to dig down, the poor old man had no other thoughts, let alone explain, let alone taste, he just wanted to eat quickly!
Looking at those chief judges, all of them stuck out their tongues, but none of them stopped, and they all mechanically stuffed rice into their mouths!

This is the real dish, Lin Xiaotian has already calculated their mental activities, and knows when to give them a strong stimulus.

Lin Xiaotian's cooking is not only to create the ultimate taste, he is also calculating people's hearts.

Those who can grasp the stomachs of diners are called chefs, and those who can grasp the hearts of diners are the master chefs!

"Poor old man, it's too spicy, why don't you drink some soup and squeeze it..."

Seeing that the poor old man was sweating profusely and his scalp was numb, Lin Xiaotian knew that he had reached the limit of how he could withstand the heat, so he should let him taste the essence.

"The taste of fish doesn't just make you taste like fish, it makes you become a fish..."

(End of this chapter)