The Chaos of Food Halberd

Chapter 16 The Golden Turtle

Chapter 16 The Golden Turtle
"The competition has officially started! We can see that Chef Lin's ingredient is a very fresh soft-shelled turtle, uh... what is he doing?!"

After the game started, Lindauge fished out a plump soft-shelled turtle from the water tank and put it on the cooking table.

Then he took off the small gourd hanging from his waist, uncorked the bottle, and teased the turtle's head with the gourd's mouth. At first, the turtle shrank its head into its shell in fear and dared not come out.

However, after Lin Daoge dared to break ground on Tai Sui's head several times, he saw the timing and attacked instantly. The rocket head hammer accelerated and bit the mouth of the gourd tightly.

Lin Daoge took the opportunity to turn the gourd upside down, and the liquid in the gourd immediately rushed out of the gourd's mouth under the action of gravity, and poured into the turtle's mouth along the open mouth of the turtle. Even so, the turtle still refused to let go of the gourd .

After filling more than half of the liquid, Lindauge put the gourd in his hand flat on the cooking table, and then lay his body on it, lazily teasing the turtle.

There is no sense of tension in the game at all, but it is like raising a pet at home.

"Chef Lin, the competition has already started, you can start cooking." Dashi Hui couldn't understand Lin Daoge's mysterious operation, so he couldn't help walking over to remind him.

"I know, I'm cooking right now." Lin Doug smiled and thanked the other party for his reminder, and continued to lie on the cooking table to tease the soft-shelled turtle.

"Well, it's good that you know, then I won't bother you with cooking." Dashi Hui looked at the other party's behavior of still playing a little speechlessly, and turned to look at the operation on the other side.

Koizumi Juro had been handling some ingredients before, and now he happened to move a large sealed box from behind to the cooking table.

"This trademark...could it be the one from Okinawa?" Before Oishi Hui could speak, he kept observing An, who was on both sides. When he saw the trademark on the box brought out by Juro Koizumi, he seemed to guess what he said.

"That's right, this is a pineapple turtle only found in Okinawa." Juro Koizumi confirmed Ann's guess, and dumped all the seven or eight turtles in the box on the cooking table.

Because soft-shelled turtles have been simply slaughtered long ago, they are not afraid of them crawling around.

"Okinawa's pineapple soft-shelled turtle has been fed pineapples since childhood, so it has less fishy smell than ordinary soft-shelled turtles, and the meat also has the fruity flavor of pineapple. It's a good choice." Instwar, a black man who has never spoken, He opened his mouth and said a lot of popular science knowledge about the turtle and praised Koizumi Juro's operation.

"Oh? It seems that the ingredients prepared by Chef Koizumi are very high-end and have advantages, but what will he do with so many soft-shelled turtles?" Oishi Megumi answered quickly, so as not to make the scene quiet and boring.

Koizumi Juro used a sharp kitchen knife to pick out the skirts and palms of each turtle, and he discarded the rest of the turtle.

The so-called skirt is a circle of soft meat on the edge of the soft-shelled turtle carapace, which is very elastic and tender.

"Chef Koizumi uses only a small amount of meat for each soft-shelled turtle. He must be very particular about this dish, and the taste is worth looking forward to."

"Let's take a look at Chef Lin again, eh?...Chef Lin is taking a selfie?"

Lin Daoge raised his mobile phone, looked down to take a selfie, and then sent the photo to Tiansuo of the Extreme North. There was no face in the photo, of course it was not because he looked ugly, but it was just that netizens needed a little mystery to make them feel People are constantly dreaming.

[Today I am having a friendly cooking discussion with others, this is the duel suit I am wearing] Enter the text and click send.

"Chef Lin, where's your soft-shelled turtle?" Dashi Hui walked over and looked left and right, but he didn't see today's main ingredient, thinking, could it be that this Chef Lin knew he was incapable of winning, so he planned to give up?That's no good, there is no suspense in the game, how can it be broadcast, if it is not broadcast, then my preparations for the past few days and today's hard work will all be in vain?

"Over there?" Lin Daoge pointed to a bucket next to him while swiping his phone.

Dashi Hui looked at the bucket, and then at Lin Daoge who was still playing with his mobile phone. He really wanted to cross the other's neck and shout loudly, stop playing with the mobile phone, and get serious about the game.

But as the host, he can't interfere with the contestants. He can only stop looking at Lin Daoge, and carefully approach the bucket to watch the situation of the soft-shelled turtle inside.

I saw in the bucket, the soft-shelled turtle that was still fierce and majestic just now, but now its head has been beheaded?Hanging upside down, there was blood in the bucket, and a layer of plasma had accumulated at the bottom of the bucket.

"Oh, it turns out that Chef Lin was bleeding the soft-shelled turtle." Oshi Hui finally breathed a sigh of relief, luckily he didn't give up the competition.

While Lin Daoge was still bleeding, Koizumi Juro had already processed the skirt and palm meat, and put them in a pot to marinate for flavor.

Then pour rapeseed oil into the pan, turn on the heat, and when the temperature is enough, put the soft-shelled turtle meat on the skirt, and then evenly coat it with a layer of flour and starch, and then fry it in hot oil.

An aroma of frying oil wafted across the arena in an instant. After the audience smelled it, their mouths salivated a lot, and even the judges all showed intoxicated expressions.

After the surface of each piece of soft-shelled turtle meat is fried until golden brown, take it out and place it in a basin covered with oil-absorbing paper.

Sprinkle a layer of fine salt on the surface, and put a sauce made of fruit vinegar and chopped green onion next to it.

Just like that, Koizumi Juro's dishes were finished, and Lin Daoge started to boil hot water in the pot.

"The judges are invited to taste my golden turtle dish," Juro Koizumi said confidently as he put the dishes in front of each judge.This dish is his signature dish, and every processing step is so proficient that he can complete it with his eyes closed, and there is no error at all, and three-star is already the highest level of WGO.So, how could this dish, which was already rated as a three-star dish, lose?
"Crack!" "Crack!" "Crack!"

Smelling the aroma at close range, the judges were already so greedy that they twitched their index fingers. Before Oshi Hui announced the start of the tasting, they couldn't wait to pick up the fried turtle pieces, dip them in the sauce, and put them in their mouths for a bite.The crispy coat makes a crisp cracking sound, and the gravy inside is wrapped in soft-shelled turtle meat and bursts in the mouth.

"Hmm~" X3
The judges chewed the food in their mouths with satisfaction. It was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the soft-shelled turtle meat inside was tender and delicious. Not greasy.Meat, skirt, meat, skirt, switch alternately.

It's like putting on a turtle coat and being put into the sea of ​​pineapples to swim.

“Ah~ It is worthy of being rated as a three-star food”

“This is indeed a [-]-star cuisine”

“Turtle is wonderful”

The three judges expressed their exclamations and praised this dish constantly.

Koizumi Juro stepped back with a smile of winning the ticket, looked at Lin Daoge who had just bathed the soft-shelled turtle with hot water, and couldn't help showing a hint of ridicule. He was already thinking about what words he should use to ridicule the other party after the game That's good.

(End of this chapter)

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