Rebirth as a Cooking God

The interpretation of mirror images continues.

Bernard used boiling water close to 100 degrees Celsius to soak the pig skin, and Xia Yu followed suit.

Use lower temperature water to cook the pork until soft.

From the perspective of an ordinary audience, the two people's movements are consistent, but from the perspective of a professional chef, there are more tricks involved.

Water temperature!

Bernard looked at the pig skins and pork soaked in hot water, cleaned his hands, and then glanced at Xia Yu. Seeing that Xia Yu also washed his hands and wiped them with a towel, his face immediately sank, feeling angry at being provoked. .

imitate!

This word was deeply imprinted in his mind, making him feel uneasy and vaguely aware of something bad.

Impossible! Bernard shook his head, his eyes condensed, and he regained his confidence, The pig skin is soaked in water at 95 degrees Celsius, and the meat is boiled in water at 80 degrees Celsius... with such a subtle temperature, The texture and taste will be different, ha! The difference is in the details. Do you think those perverted judges can tolerate these flaws!

His eyes swept over the review seats on the sidelines, and he paused for a moment at one of the beautiful female judges with long, flaxen wavy hair. Bernard knew her. This was Melissa, a great gourmet in the French food world, who was also a well-known European judge. A porn star, once she satisfies her with food and gains her favor, she becomes her guest.

However, Melissa cannot tolerate flawed and perfunctory dishes. Her comments will tell the chef what the real poisonous tongue is and what the most vicious words are.

Melissa's face didn't look very good at this moment, and her beautiful eyes were vaguely annoyed.

Bernard knew that the anger was not directed at him, but at his opponent - the young special chef who did not care about life and death in such international competitions and planned to imitate his opponent's cooking.

You asked for this, don't blame me.

Lowering his eyes slightly, and not being too distracted during the cooking process, Bernard stopped paying attention, picked up a small bag from under the kitchen counter, and poured some finely chopped ingredients into a clean stainless steel basin.

Buckwheat!

The faint aroma of grains emerged, and Bernard's lips raised a smile. He washed it with water and poured the pot of buckwheat into the steaming pot that had been placed on the stove.

Inside, is a large pot of soup stock!

This is a necessary step in making the French delicacy 'Black Blood Sausage'. As for why it is buckwheat instead of barley, Bernard believes that the judges will give the audience an explanation later.

Pork skin, pork, and liver are cooked.

When grinding pork, the pig skin also needs to be ground. There is no high requirement for the meat, but the pig skin must be ground as finely as possible, and the same goes for the liver. Bernard does not use mechanical grinding and makes it entirely by hand.

About twenty minutes later.

Bernard mixed the prepared seasonings, spices, minced meat, minced pork skin, and minced liver evenly.

He uses a large, deep container to perform this step.

Then, pour in the unsolidified 'blood of cows, pigs and birds', and then turn off the heat and lift up the soup pot that has been boiling for more than half an hour. The buckwheat paste that has been cooked into a slurry pours down from the mouth of the pot. Suddenly it fell into the container with a plop.

Stir!

Bernard was sweating, but the corners of his lips were slightly raised, obviously in a good mood.

very good!

He secretly said, Every link is perfect, there are no mistakes. Now, pour the mixture into the pig intestines, cook for about an hour, and the black blood sausage is ready...

Thinking of this, his thoughts were interrupted by a sudden explosion of uproar.

what happens?

Bernard looked up blankly while stirring, and then his pupils suddenly shrank.

opposite.

Xia Yu took a step behind him and did not stir the mixture immediately. Instead, he stopped at this step. From Bernard's perspective, he happened to see Xia Yu busy on the kitchen counter with his head down, with glass bottles filled with spices in front of him.

this……

Bernard was surprised, and then there was a trace of ridicule in his eyes, and he said secretly: I understand, he wants to change the spice recipe, but black pepper, allspice, marjoram and minced onions are what I have accumulated through many practical experiences. The resulting spice combination is already close to perfection, unless you completely overthrow the formula... and rebuild it!

But this is the venue for an international competition!

Bernard laughed softly.

This young special chef is unexpectedly bold...or rather, stupid! Ignorant!

The commotion in the venue was precisely because the two handled the final steps differently.

It was clearly a mirror image of the behavior before, but at the critical moment of mixing, the young special chef who was chasing behind his opponent's butt and imitating him suddenly made a drift overtake at the corner. Everyone would be shocked and fell to the ground. eyeballs.

What is he doing!

Did you modify your opponent's recipe on the spot? What a nonsense!

This is blasphemy against international competitions!

There were questions and even curses. Some people began to question Xia Yu's cooking skills.

hehe……

Nakiri Thistle smiled happily.

Mars and Elizabeth were speechless.

Far away in Tokyo, a group of friends covered their mouths and were stunned in the Jiexing dormitory.

Takmi and Isami sat blankly in the dormitory looking at the laptop screen. Seeing this scene, Takmi suddenly thought of the 'complete tracker' Mimasaku Subaru.

It's still imitation, but Subaru Meisaku needs to spend a lot of time and energy to spy on his opponent's intelligence, and then he can come up with his own imitation works and targeted improvements in the duel.

And Professor Xia...

Takmi's heart was beating wildly, Will he succeed?

If it succeeds...

The Italian boy didn't dare to think about it anymore.

On the screen, Xia Yu also started stirring on his own.

The ingredients are mostly similar, including minced pork, pig skin and pig liver, and buckwheat boiled into a slurry. However, Xia Yu has something to say about the spice mix.

Black pepper, allspice, marjoram, chopped onion... this combination is too ordinary!

what the hell!

Xia Yu chuckled in his heart. With his current knowledge in the field of spices, he couldn't stand it without modifications. Push it down! Push it down completely!

Pepper powder, Sichuan pepper powder, um, you can also add some minced green onion and ginger to remove the smell.

Cinnamon, cardamom, cloves.

What else?

While stirring and sprinkling in the spice dust, Xia Yu looked at the mixture inside the container and felt that the color was not enough. Is it okay to put some soybean oil in it?

Thinking of oil, an idea flashed in his heart. He turned his head and looked at Chiyo Aichi next to him. The hostess was stunned for a moment, then stepped forward and asked in a low voice: Chef Xia, what do you need?

Is there any balsamic oil for cows, pigs and birds? he asked.

Well……

Chiyo Aichi immediately ran off the stage. The director picked up the intercom and asked about the situation in the ingredient warehouse. A few minutes later, a small box of 'Ow, Pig, and Bird Balsam Oil' was delivered. Xia Yu chopped the oil into fine pieces and threw it in. Stir and stir, this time it’s time to play a stirring song to add to the fun.

After the mixing is completed, the next step is the indescribable step of stuffing pig intestines.

ten minutes later.

Several red blood sausages were curled up in the deep pot.

Click!

The two opened the valve almost at the same time, and the flame burned the bottom of the pot.

Half an hour later, the blood sausage was taken out of the pot, drained and cooled, but the audience's expressions were not right, and they all seemed to have lost their souls.

Even Bernard's heartstrings trembled violently.

Feeling the mysterious attraction, he raised his head and looked in Xia Yu's direction.

what happens……

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