Here Comes The Lady Chef

"Don't watch, Chef Zhang didn't cast the vote!" Mr. Song Tao said slowly.

"Mr. Are you?" Chef Zhang froze, then arched his hand and said, "Xiaomin is brave and dare to ask Mr. Song Tao to give directions.

"Mr. Zhang's culinary skills are superb, and a little frog is amazing, and his technical taste is impeccable." Mr. Song Tao said.

"Why ..." Chef Zhang was puzzled.

"In addition to cooking properly and being delicious, the food also needs to be eaten in season. The so-called winter Tibetan tonic, the pheasant is cold, and by the hands of Chef Zhang, although it is delicious and spicy, it is not easy to eat in winter. Emphasizing the harmony of the times and the people, although the harmony of the times and the people, the time is not appropriate, this dish fails! "Mr. Song Tao shook his head.

"Sir, that little girl's dish?" Wen Shouzheng asked timidly standing in the crowd.

"The girl's five-flavored chicken is superior in terms of technique, taste, dishes, and knifework. The season of the diet is particularly appropriate, and the old man naturally voted." Mr. Song Tao scratched his beard and looked at everyone.

"I voted too," said the treasurer in a hurry.

"Of course I vote for sister Wen!" Liu Xianzhi tenderly said.

"Mr. Song Tao said very much, Xiaguan also voted." Zhao Jing together.

"Xiaomin and Inuzi should have voted." Master Qiao followed with Qiao Zizhang.

Everyone's eyes focused on Boss Lu.

Of the seven people, the other six people all voted for tenderness, and it goes without saying that this last vote was naturally because Boss Lu didn't vote.

"Where do you say, Sister Wen's dishes don't appeal to you?" Liu Xian bluntly said.

"This ..." Boss said for a moment.

How could there be such a thing ... Dare to be sold by a crowd like this!

Boss Lu was anxious to get the sweat in his head, and he couldn't help drumming.

"Hehe, the judges have different tastes, not to mention the mouth of the people? This is the reason that the so-called people are difficult to adjust. His Royal Highness does not need to delve into the reason. The girl has won the affirmation of six of me and so on. It is considered a leader. "Mr. Song Tao said.

"Huh! You dare to say that my sister Wen's dishes are not delicious! Looking back, I asked Brother Yaoshan to take me to your spice. If it is better than my sister Wen. Don't open your spice." With rolling eyes, he stared at the boss straight.

The original Lu boss also wanted to say something about one, two, three, but depending on the situation, the other six of the seven judges voted for this little girl. In fact, the Wuwei chicken of this girl was nothing wrong, and it has achieved the ultimate of Wang Ba However, boss Lu refused to believe that this dish came from the hand of this 13-year-old girl. No votes cast. In fact, it's the bones in the eggs. But more importantly, Mr. Lu himself knew better than anyone else that his wishful thinking was not at all judged by Zuixianlou, but ...

The first two rounds of the game. Tenderness is a tie with Chef Zhang.

Over the front hall of Zuixianlou, the atmosphere was dignified for a moment, as if the gunpowder was on the verge of explosion, the thread twist burned between the gentle and gentle chef Zhang.

On the second day, it was not yet lunch. Zuixianlou has been surrounded by distant neighborhoods inside and outside.

The people in the restaurant were watching the excitement, and the people outside the restaurant naturally couldn't see the excitement, but getting together to gossip about it was a joy after dinner among the people in Xianyang City, not to mention the two matches yesterday. There was a teenage girl in Zuixianlou. This topic is delicious and energetic!

"I said, what exactly is that girl? I heard that two chefs were defeated yesterday and they were tied with chef Zhang!"

"I heard that it's Chef Wen's daughter!"

"No wonder! This chef Wen is really calm! How did he get there before?"

"Shhhh, don't be noisy, listen to the people inside, and try staple food today!"

A moment ago, in the drunk Xianlou, Mr. Song Tao received the envelope from the shopkeeper and announced loudly today's test questions.

"After the first two rounds of competitions, Chef Zhang has been leading side by side. I hope other chefs will not be discouraged, don't be humble, and come up with their own housekeeping skills. The topic of today's competition is 'staple food'!

"What? There are better than staple food! Never heard of it!"

"Yes, isn't this staple food just rice noodles? Can flowers be made?"

"Who's asking this? It's too tricky!"

The crowd in the restaurant started to stir again.

"Everyone is quiet, because the staple food is relatively simple, the competition time is set at half an hour! Chefs can now choose materials in the ingredients area!" Li Tsang Yi calmed everyone, said.

After the first two games, Chef Tang and Chef Zheng lost their doubts.

What did Rou girl learn on weekdays, but she just followed Wen Shouzheng. How could she make such rapid progress? Couldn't Wen Shouzheng go back and open a small stove for her daughter? That's not too much! With just two dishes, it won't take me a few years to make it! Chef Tang muttered secretly.

How did Wen Shouzheng lead his disciples on weekdays? My second dog's qualifications are not bad. How can I be so much worse than Rou girl? Chef Zheng is depressed.

"Hum!" Chef Zhang didn't bother to think about the other, went straight to the ingredients area, grabbed a few eggs, took a spoonful of pearl rice, and went back proudly to his stove.

Chef Zhang actually only took eggs and rice? Is it possible to make egg fried rice?

Chef Tang and Chef Zheng muttered for a while.

On such important occasions, it is too easy to choose the egg fried rice?

However, in the first two games, everyone is looking at the strength of Chef Zhang. Even if he chooses to make simple egg fried rice, there may be other tricks!

"Everyone judges, Xiaomin is not talented, unable to deal with the subject of this staple food, and applied for abandonment." At this moment, chef Zheng took a step forward and yelled at the seven judges.

"Xiaomin also asked to give up." Chef Tang immediately followed.

The staple food is nothing more than a confrontation between rice and noodles. The two chefs, soup and Zheng, can hardly think of other ideas. If they are made hard, they will probably only cook rice and make noodles, buns, steamed buns and the like.

The first two games were defeated. If you want to compare them, even if you are tied, it does n’t make much sense. You simply show weakness, but it ’s better to watch the changes and learn modestly.

"Master Chef Tang, Chef Zheng, you ..." Gentle felt a pity and hurriedly persuaded.

"Girl Rou, you have a terrible future, you can try it! Don't lose your dad's face!" Chef Tang said gravely.

"Girl Rou, go bravely, some of us are here to cheer you on!" Chef Zheng took Cheer and the two dogs to cheer up.

"Well, rest assured, Rouer must live up to everyone's high hopes!" Genu said no more at this moment, straightened her lean body, went straight to the ingredients area, gently took a small pot of flour, and took some seasonal vegetables.

"Is this girl confused? Chef Zhang also took some eggs. How could this girl only take vegetables in addition to flour? Is it possible to make green noodles? Or noodles?" Sheng Yaoshan was furiously punching from below. .

"Sheng Yaoshan, what's wrong with green noodles? What's wrong with noodle soup? When you see the wonderful work in plainness, and allow him chef Zhang to make egg fried rice, you can't allow girl Wen to make a note?" Ren Yue said lightly.

"Ren San, you really stand and talk without backache, knowing that this green vegetable is facing your taste, and I will let Mr. Song Tao make the scallion noodles for you!" Sheng Yaoshan glared.

"Boring." Ren Yue was too lazy to care about Sheng Yaoshan and turned to watch the gentle staple cooking.

Behind him, Xiao Anzi was still staring, and somehow looked at his son and General Sheng.

On the stage, I saw chef Zhang Lee's soaked and washed rice on a bamboo drawer for cooking.

Gentle cooked noodles, noodles, and noodles on the other side.

By cooking the rice, Chef Zhang threw all five eggs into the air and greeted them with a large bowl.

The five eggs are like five oval beads. They are connected in a circle in the air, and they fall naturally one by one. In order, they are not biased, and the egg shells fall on the edge of the wide mouth bowl.

"Papapa" five crisp sounds, the eggshells of the five eggs bloom like petals and are divided into two; like the fireworks in the night sky, stunned and separated along the wide mouth bowl. All I can see is that the golden egg yolk is wrapped in a light yellow transparent egg liquid and dropped into a bowl.

The action is done in one go, beautiful and coherent. Although it is a kitchen work, it is really eye-catching.

"Okay!" There was a shout of applause from the crowd.

Chef Zhang remained calm, it seemed that everything around him had nothing to do with himself. He only took a pair of chopsticks by hand, added cooking wine into the eggs, the chopsticks opened at an angle, and his hands pushed open, pulling a bowl of egg liquid to move rhythmically.

"It's really egg fried rice!" Master Zhao sat on the jury, curious.

In this kind of high-standard competition, the chef of the drunk and drunk Xianlou actually used a bowl of egg fried rice to enter the battle.

Look at the gentle side again, the face has been reconciled and is buckling in the basin to wake up.

While this is the mouth, gently wash the seasonal vegetables one by one and cut them into filaments.

Green spinach shreds, white cabbage shreds, purple cabbage shreds, yellow pumpkin shreds, orange carrot shreds, red shredded shreds ... colorful like a gorgeous rainbow, neatly arranged on the plate to be fried.

"Dare to shred again!"

"Isn't that Chef Zheng in the first round all shredded?"

"Hi, is it true that shredded is the tradition of Zuixianlou?"

Someone in the crowd started to commotion ~ www.readwn.com ~ Don't be noisy! The words of Liu Xianjian's raw children overwhelmed everyone.

The silk has been cut completely, and the gentle noodles are almost awake. Press it gently with your index finger, and the dough pops up instantly, making it smooth.

"Okay!" Gentle eyes bloomed!

"This side is peaceful!" Fang Dashi praised standing in the crowd, Wen Shouzheng beside him nodded.

"It's so fragrant!" Suddenly a thick rice scent floated over the front hall of Zuixianlou.

The eyes of everyone looked away with their noses, and Chef Zhang was opening the bamboo drawer for cooking rice.

The scent came from the bamboo drawer.

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