Chapter 159
Zhang Guanghang walked out from behind the kitchen counter.
There were bursts of exclamations from the audience.
1.92 meters tall, her long legs are hard to ignore, and she walked out of the T stage in just a few steps like a catwalk.
Zhang Guanghang picked out the ingredients very quickly. It only took him a few tens of seconds to pick out what he wanted from the 24 pieces of salmon, and returned to the cooking table with the plate in hand.
Jiang Feng walked over.
At a glance, they all looked the same. They should have been killed for a few hours, drained of blood, and then freshly chilled. After choosing a piece of meat that was slightly thicker, Jiang Feng took the plate and returned to the cooking table.
He had never cooked fish breasts, and most of the chefs present probably had not cooked fish breasts either.
As a person who hates raw food, Jiang Feng has never ordered sashimi when going to a Japanese restaurant, mainly because it is expensive and most of the chefs' knife skills are not very good.
But Jiang Feng still has basic theoretical knowledge. When cutting fish, you should cut it along the grain. The thinner the better, the more orange the flesh color, the better. For example, the piece he picked was far away from the tail and close to the belly. The meat was delicate and the oil was evenly distributed.
There is indeed an advantage to picking early. It is a cooking method that reflects the true taste of food and maximizes the freshness of the ingredients. The better the quality of the ingredients themselves, the better the taste of the fish.
By the time all 24 players on the field got their own salmon, Jiang Feng had thoroughly studied the salmon pieces in front of him.
The texture, texture of the meat, and distribution of oil are all palpable.
It only takes a second to make a slice of raw fish.
The organizer gave each contestant such a large piece of salmon, and gave them ten minutes of ample time, just to allow them to pick out the five pieces of fish they were most satisfied with and give them to the judges to taste.
"The game begins." The host announced, and the countdown appeared on the screen again.
Jiang Feng held the kitchen knife and stared at the fish in front of him with all his attention.
One knife.
【A decent slice of fish】
Average, which is not a satisfactory adjective during the game.
Jiang Feng was good at knife skills and he wanted to win.
Want to win like never before.
Another knife.
【A decent slice of fish】
After adjusting the direction and position of the salmon, Jiang Feng made another cut along the texture of the fish.
【A decent slice of fish】
Jiang Feng stopped what he was doing and began to observe the three pieces of fish he had just eaten.
It's thin, but not thin enough.
Jiang Feng ate the three pieces of fish he had just eaten.
The feeling when you eat it directly is different from when you look at it. He selected the part with relatively more oil. Jiang Feng divided the large piece of salmon into two, and then cut it along the texture again.
no.
Jiang Feng ate this piece.
Cut again.
Not yet.
Jiang Feng cut and ate each piece. Jiang Jiankang and the two old men could tell that he ate it to judge the quality of the fish he had cut, but outsiders would not think of this aspect. Other contestants will also taste the first few slices of fish that they eat, but no one likes Jiang Feng to taste every slice.
"The guy who fell down just now is here to eat at the buffet, right?" A girl in the first few rows said with a smile.
"Look, I feel like he's almost full." The girl next to him pointed at Jiang Feng.
Jiang Feng was not only full, he was full.
"Hiccup." He hiccupped softly, but he still couldn't make fish that satisfied him.
It's either average or the taste is acceptable. Jiang Feng is not satisfied with these adjectives.
Adjust the position of the salmon again and cut it down.
【A slice of delicious fish】
Jiang Feng's eyes lit up.
Steady, steady, this is the rhythm to win the championship!
Taking advantage of the victory, Jiang Feng seized the opportunity to win a few more slices.
【A piece of fish that tastes good】
【A piece of fish that tastes good】
……
All of them tasted pretty good, with a fair amount of flavor mixed in.
Turning the salmon in another direction, Jiang Feng continued to focus on the fish.
Until the end of time, Jiang Feng was unable to produce a second piece of delicious fish.
He selected five pieces of raw fish and put them on a small plate and handed them to the staff. Jiang Feng's eyes followed the staff member who was carrying the plate and watched as he brought the delicious plate to Han Guishan.
Jiang Feng:...
I hate it!
The order of tasting was also based on the order of choosing salmon pieces. The five judges tasted Zhang Guanghang’s Yu Sheng first.
There was no dipping sauce, so Tong Deyan took the lead in picking up the fish on the plate, checking the thickness, texture, and edge before eating it.
Han Guishan also followed suit, picking it up and looking at it before eating it.
Well, delicious.
Han Guishan nodded.
The remaining four judges began to give scores. Han Guishan originally wanted to take a peek at Zhu Chang's score next door, but missed it and was worried that the second glance would be too big, so he had to rely on himself.
If you don’t do one thing and don’t do the other thing, forget it, ten points, full marks!
The five judges showed their scores.
Scoring on the spot can be said to be very exciting.
9.3 points, an absolute high score.
The second portion belonged to Jiang Feng.
Han Guishan was more experienced this time. He pretended to pick it up and look at it. First, he looked at the distribution of fat on the fish, and then at the thickness. He waited until the other judges started to taste it before taking his mouth.
Um? Why does it feel more delicious than the one just now?
Han Guishan began to doubt his sense of taste.
Forget it, continue to score ten points.
The five judges scored an outstanding score of 8.8.
Han Guishan:? ? ?
"Boss Han, what's wrong?" Zhu Chang asked when he saw that Han Guishan's expression was a little strange.
"Nothing." Han Guishan said.
Is his taste so different from his professional one?
The third one belonged to Zhang Qian. Zhang Qian's knife skills were not very good and she only scored 8.1 points. Han Guishan still scored 10 points.
Han Guishan gave every next portion a ten-point score, completely letting himself go and showing everyone that although I am not a professional food connoisseur, I have a professional heart, treat everyone equally and have an absolutely fair scoring philosophy.
As results were announced one after another, some players began to look ugly.
At this point, everyone was wondering whether they would be eliminated. As the results of the last contestant came out, the game was over.
"Unfortunately, the bottom eight players, you have been eliminated." The host announced, "To the remaining 16 players, congratulations on advancing to the top 16 in the country. The 16-to-8 competition will start at the same time three days later. Audiences, please come and watch on time!”
“At the same time, we would also like to thank Good Taste, Dot Live and Dot Video for their strong support. Dear viewers, you can pick up your mobile phones and log in to WeChat to follow the official account of the Good Taste Cooking Competition and cheer for your favorite contestants every day. With the help of call, the contestant with the highest number of votes will be endorsed by Good Taste Soy Sauce for one year.”
"Today's game is all over here, thank you for watching."
"You are so awesome!" Zhang Qian sighed to Jiang Feng, "You are second in both games, maybe you can also take second in the end!"
Jiang Feng:...
I don’t like hearing this anymore. Am I no better than Zhang Guanghang?
Turning around to look at Zhang Guanghang, he was handsome, stood out from the crowd, and had the aura of a champion.
……
"I'm lending you some good words!"
Backstage, the staff gathered everyone together and informed everyone about the competition in three days.
"The content of the 16-to-8 competition is chicken." The staff was very direct this time.
Everyone was stunned. In the past, the organizers of competitions always kept things secret, but this time they were so generous and told them in advance.
"Contestants can bring their own knives. Please inform us of the ingredients you need at least 8 hours before the start of the competition. The phone number is the number on the admission card. Our phone will remain open 24 hours a day during these days."
"Any ingredient is fine?" one contestant asked.
"Any ingredient is fine, as long as we can find it in a short time, we will try our best to provide it." The staff said with a smile.
"What about the noodles? Is it okay to use chicken noodles?" Zhao Shan from Babaozhai asked.
"Of course."
“Where’s the chicken soup?”
"Is it okay to just use chicken offal?"
"I..."
Everyone started to ask questions. Jiang Feng, who had no problem, was naturally pushed aside. He asked a staff member if there was no problem and asked if he could leave now. After getting the exact answer, he was ready to leave.
"Are you leaving?" Jiang Feng asked Wu Minqi.
"You go first, my mother has to go to the bathroom and I have to wait for her." Wu Minqi said.
Jiang Feng was surprised: "Your parents are here?"
"No, it's just my mom who's here. My dad and grandpa can't leave." Wu Minqi took her mobile phone to send a WeChat message, lowering her head, "I just saw Uncle Jiang and Aunt Wang in the audience. Will the store open tomorrow?"< br>
"Open."
"Well, see you tomorrow."
Jiang Feng was about to leave when he took out his mobile phone and sent Jiang Jiankang a WeChat message telling him that he was coming out.
"By the way." Wu Minqi looked up, "You performed very well today."
A smile.
Jiang Feng: (ΩДΩ)
He, why did he feel that Wu Minqi just smiled so much like the heroine of that drama? Can you have pity on a child like me who has no manuscripts? (), the leader of the league owes you more updates first_(_`‖∠)_
(End of chapter)