Chapter 169 During the game
As soon as 8 o'clock arrived, the game started on time.
The sweet voice of the female host has been automatically blocked by all the contestants. Everyone started to move, racing against time, and the atmosphere was instantly tense.
Jiang Feng untied the farm hen on the cooking table. The little hen was very confused. Before she could stretch her wings and stretch her muscles, he grabbed him, raised the knife in his hand, and killed it with one knife.
This outstanding little hen, which had only been in the world for two months, died with only an unclear "ha~" left behind.
Jiang Feng was very skilled in bleeding, plucking, and deboning the whole chicken. His techniques were experienced and his movements were quick. The whole chicken was clearly arranged in his hands in an instant. Nowadays, it only takes him less than 7 minutes to remove the bones from a whole chicken. Without special practice, this is a very impressive result.
In order to facilitate the viewing of the live audience, the huge display screen behind the stage was divided into 16 equal-sized squares to broadcast the competition process of the 16 contestants. The five judges also used the large screen at the rear to view the details of the contestants' hands. action.
"Is that player No. 13 the one who collapsed on the field?" Tong Deyan tilted his head and asked Pei Shenghua, who was sitting next to him, "The technique of removing the bones from the whole chicken is very good."
"Well, he should have the best knife skills among this group of players." Pei Shenghua nodded in agreement.
"He has the best knife skills? But you only gave him 8 points in the last game." Han Guishan was shocked. After the last game, he went home and doubted himself for a long time. He felt that all the delicacies he had eaten over the years were in vain. Now Pei Shenghua He actually said that Jiang Feng's sword skills were the best.
"Mr. Han, knife skills and taste are not synonymous. Although he has excellent knife skills, he obviously doesn't like fish." Pei Shenghua was still very patient when facing the sponsor.
"Actually, the competition system is not good enough. The guy with glasses who was eliminated on the stage actually had good sword skills. That's the finished product. Alas." Zhu Chang joined the group chat, "If we were to test sword skills alone, I think it would be better to compete directly with him." Wen Si Tofu.”
"Wensi Tofu is not good. That Guli is a white chef. Aren't you bullying others by comparing yourself to this?"
"So in fact, red cases and white cases should be compared separately."
"Yes, Red Case..."
The topic at the judges' table gradually deviated from the original direction, and Jiang Feng's Babao Chicken was officially on track. Jiang Feng has practiced the ratio of fillings a hundred times. Chestnuts, winter bamboo shoots, ham, mushrooms, lilies and other ingredients were cut into pieces, shredded, cut into strips, and mixed with ingredients.
Put the chicken bones and chicken mixture into the pot to cook the soup, stuff the chicken belly with the vegetarian stuffing, tie it into a knot, and put it in the steamer to steam.
Then all you have to do is wait.
Jiang Feng started carving radish flowers.
As an excellent plate arranger, how can it be called plate presentation without some beautiful decorations?
The atmosphere gradually became more leisurely.
"Xiao Feng performed well today. The whole chicken took off the bones very quickly." Jiang Weiming praised with a smile.
"If you're still in the mood to carve carrot flowers, you'll know how to do those fancy things." Jiang Weiguo said.
"The heat of the Kung Pao Chicken in the lower right corner is a bit wrong. I didn't even turn it over with a spoon." As a top Kung Pao Chicken chef, Jiang Jiankang despises such half-heartedness.
"The Kung Pao Chicken in the second row doesn't work either. He wanted to add cucumber dices but he added too much." Jiang Jianguo also felt that it was not good.
The boy sitting in front of Jiang Jiankang felt that he had reached the point where he could not bear it anymore. At this moment, he really wanted to turn around and angrily yell at the row of bullies behind him, "You can do it, you can do it." Just sitting in the audience and being stupid, you know, "Do you think you have a good fever?"
He moved and turned his head in anger.
Then he saw the row of sturdy men behind him.
"What are you doing, young man?" Jiang Jiankang asked when he saw the person in front of him turning to look at him.
"No, it's nothing. I just feel a little uncomfortable in my neck. Turn your neck." The young man had an awkward fake smile on his face and turned his head back mechanically. He broke out in a cold sweat in just a few seconds.
Quiet as a chicken.
Jiang Feng continued to carve radish flowers leisurely and contentedly on the stage.
Not only does he carve radish flowers, he also carves radish chicken, radish rabbit, Peppa Pig, and little yellow chicken emoticons. There are all kinds of styles, and he has regained the feeling of selling radish carvings in a healthy stir-fry restaurant.
Now the business is sluggish, the IQs of the hot-headed girls have also returned to normal, and the radish carvings can no longer be sold.
It's been a long time since he carved so many things at once.
Wu Minqi’s Kung Pao Chicken was the first to be served.
"The Kung Pao Chicken No. 6 is ready," Pei Shenghua said.
"There are many contestants making Kung Pao Chicken this time. Is this dish very simple?" Han Guishan exclaimed, "There are a total of 7!"
"The chef's test dish is fast and difficult, so if you want stability, it's natural to make Kung Pao Chicken." Pei Shenghua said.
Han Guishan:......
oh.
Wu Minqi was not as fond of plate presentation as Jiang Feng. After putting the Kung Pao chicken on the plate, she raised her hand to signal to the staff that she was done.
The Kung Pao Chicken made by Wu Minqi is very traditional. It only has chicken and peanuts as the main ingredients. The ingredients are very heavy. You can see a lot of dried chili peppers and Sichuan peppercorns hidden in the gaps. Like red spicy oil.
As soon as he got to the judges' table, Han Guishan exclaimed: "Hey, it's authentic!"
"Mr. Han has been to Shu?" Zhu Chang asked.
"When I was young, I worked as a salesman in Sichuan for many years." Han Guishan moved his chopsticks first, "I haven't seen this kind of Kung Pao Chicken for a long time. The ones here in City A are basically sweet and sour. I can’t taste the feeling of numbing first, then spicy and then sweet.”
Han Guishan, a level 10 Kung Pao Chicken taster, said that this plate of Kung Pao Chicken scored perfect marks.
The remaining four judges each tasted the peanuts and chicken and then put down their chopsticks to give scores. It was obvious that they were here to be judges.
After Han Guishan finished scoring, he saw that no one else was eating, so he moved the plate directly in front of him and continued eating.
It looked like I was here to eat.
But he wasn't afraid, because he was the father of the financial sponsor. Even if the camera caught it, the director didn't dare to cut to him.
The score came out quickly, 8.6 points, a pretty good score, and Han Guishan scored 10 points as always.
The square belonging to Wu Minqi also became her score, and the female host also reported Wu Minqi's score in a timely manner.
"The score of the first player to finish, player No. 6 Wu Minqi, has come out, 8.6 points. Congratulations."
Soon, the dishes of other contestants who were also making Kung Pao Chicken came out one after another.
After tasting it, Han Guishan said that this is not good, this is not good, this is not good, and that is not good. But because I was afraid that my random scoring would affect the fairness of the game, I could only continue to score 10 points with resentment.
Han Guishan, who felt that this was not enough, continued to eat the plate of kung pao chicken cooked by Wu Minqi.
"Mr. Han still hasn't cooked half of the contestants' dishes, please save some food." Seeing Han Guishan enjoying his meal, Zhu Chang reminded him in a friendly way.
"It's okay, it's okay. I have a big appetite. My wife will be full after eating one such big vegetable dumpling. I can eat three!" Han Guishan raised his fist, indicating that the dumpling is as big as a fist.
The other four judges, who couldn't understand how filling Jiang Feng's buffed vegetable dumplings were, could only smile at the sponsor and said in unison, "Mrs. Han's appetite is really small."
How could Han Guishan not understand what they meant? He could only use practical actions to prove to them: "The vegetable dumplings will fill your stomach. Forget it, it's okay. You will know later."
During the conversation, several more contestants finished their dishes.
Simply stir-fry, starting with careful preparation of ingredients, can be done smoothly within 20 to 30 minutes.
Including Jiang Feng, there were 6 players on the field who failed to finish.
Jiang Feng is still obsessed with carving radish, and his painting style is weird.
Guli stirred the chicken soup in the pot and estimated the time.
Ji Xue has been staring at the casserole in front of her.
Sun Jikai had just finished marinating the chicken and was slicing the marinated Wenchang chicken on the chopping board.
Zhang Guanghang was using chopsticks to take out all the chicken from the stewed pot of bacon, onions, potatoes, mushrooms and chicken.
"What is that little girl doing?" Zhu Chang couldn't understand Ji Xue's cooking. "I think she put something on the chicken before."
"I can't tell." Pei Shenghua was also confused.
Tong Deyan looked at the movements of Ji Xue's hands and guessed based on the ingredients on her cooking table: "If I guess correctly, it should be Huadiao Chicken on a Watank."
"Tile altar with flower-carved chicken?!" Zhu Chang, Pei Shenghua, and Zang Mu, who had been silent, all said in unison, the surprise on their faces almost overflowing.
"Didn't that dish become lost after the death of Mr. Tan?" Zhu Chang stared at Ji Yue, "My dear, if this is really the Huadiao Chicken on the Watank, wouldn't those people who make Cantonese cuisine go crazy?"
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"I ate this dish once seven years ago, but I don't know if the recipe is authentic or not. I can barely remember the taste. Mr. Sun is in the audience, just ask him later." Tong Deyan said, quickly Changing the topic, "Zhang Guanghang's red wine braised chicken is almost ready."
"I've only been lucky enough to taste it twice. Zhang Guanghang's is pretty fast, and Guli's should be shredded chicken noodles. Some of them are waiting for you." Zang Mu, who has been paying attention to Guli, said.
"You are not afraid of waiting for good food, but you are afraid of waiting in vain." Pei Shenghua obviously did not think highly of Gu Li, "Although he is Master Fu's apprentice, his talent is indeed a bit...forget it, I won't say it, but it was made on the 13th It should be Babao Chicken, some are waiting for it.”
"I've also heard about him. His talent is indeed not very good." Zhu Chang said.
"Diligence can make up for weakness." Tong Deyan said.
"The ingredients for the eight-treasure chicken on No. 13 are interesting, with chestnuts as the main filling." Pei Shenghua said with a smile, "He must have been carving the radish for about 20 minutes."
"His chicken shouldn't taste bad, but it's Mr. Sun's grandson. He just sliced the chicken and didn't slice it well. Now it's steamed in a pot. It's probably not going to return to its original shape by then." Zhu Chang said.
"Then his Cantonese-style Wenchang Chicken is useless." Tong Deyan spoke without mercy.
Han Guishan, who had already finished the whole plate of Kung Pao Chicken made by Wu Minqi without rice, listened to the chat of the four professional judges with a blank look on his face.
What kind of flower-carved chicken on a tile altar? What Mr. Tan? What coulee? What talent is not good enough? What to put back?
He can understand every word, why can't he understand it when he is with me?
He, such a talkative man, was unable to join in their conversation at this time.
Han Guishan suddenly felt the same way Jiang Feng did before.
You all isolate me!
There is only this chapter today.
This is a brand-new reason that you have never seen before: I have not finished my quantum optics homework, which is due tomorrow, and I still don’t know how to do it (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻
(End of chapter)