2011 Clash of food

As the saying goes, a delicious dish was good in color, fragrance, and taste. Later, it was added with three kinds of meaning, shape, and cultivation. Finally, after a thousand years, it was added with a tool.

However, for the silver spoon Association, the main point was the heat control, namely the "taste." With Yuan Zhou's level, even in an appreciation meeting that focused on the "taste," the color and fragrance could still make people drool.

"This cooking skill ... I don't know how to evaluate it." The head chef said.

"He's indeed improving very quickly. " The improvement that head chef Zhuang was referring to was the time when he went to watch the chef dismember the beef last year.

"Little Yuan has always been both talented and diligent." Zhou Shijie nodded his head.

"Let's try it. " Head chef Yue swallowed his saliva without a trace.

The deep-fried double crispness was indeed a delicacy that even the foodie Yuan Mei couldn't stop praising. Just from the appearance, fragrance, and shape, it was the best quality, so it was normal for people to look forward to it.

This dish was extremely particular about cutting skills and heat control. It could be considered a real dish that had a very strict control of time. It was extremely difficult to make it well. After all, one second more might not be crisp, and one second less might be raw. It was extremely difficult to control without excellent cooking skills.

Before eating, the five judges, including Zhou Shijie, had Great Expectations for this dish. It was already a top-notch dish in terms of appearance, fragrance, and shape. Moreover, it was a product of Yuan Zhou.

It wasn't until he ate it that he realized that it didn't matter how high his expectations were.

"Ka Cha, ka Cha"

Some people picked up the red chicken Gizzle slice, while others picked up the White belly slice. As soon as they put it into their mouths, the first feeling they had was that it was smooth and tender, with a slightly scalding temperature. It melted in their mouths, and with a bite, it was easily bitten open like a piece of tender tofu. However, at the last moment when it was bitten off, there was a little bit of toughness, which added a little crispness to the smooth tenderness, fresh and refreshing.

"It's so crunchy and tender. He's really amazing to be able to cook the chicken Gizzle to such a level." Old man Zhuang was the one who did not stop.

As a Top Chef, he naturally knew the Essence of Chicken gizzards and other such ingredients. However, it was precisely because he knew the Essence of Chicken gizzards that he understood the value of it.

"Logically speaking, crispness and tenderness should be considered two opposing tastes. However, head chef Yuan handled it just right. The two tastes are perfectly fused together." Head chef Mai was also very fond of this dish.

"The heat was just right. There was a hint of sourness and sweetness in my mouth at the end, as if something else was added." Head chef Wang's brows twitched as he pondered.

Head chef Yue smacked his lips as he fell into deep thought. He had obviously noticed the abnormality, but he could not figure it out.

"It seems to be the fragrance of fruits?" Zhou Shijie was not so sure anymore.

"Why don't we just go down and ask head chef Yuan? we still have to continue our exchange later anyway." Head chef Zhuang casually waved his hand and said.

"That's true. I'll ask head chef Yuan how he dealt with it later. It doesn't have any greasy taste at all. It's really delicious." Head chef Wang felt that what head chef Zhuang said made sense.

"When you have time, ask head chef Yuan to come to professor lu di for a while." Said head chef Wang.

Head chef Zhuang quickly nodded and said,""Head chef Yuan is too busy. If we want to invite head chef Yuan, we can only rely on Chairman Zhou."

"That's right, Chairman Zhou. You are the only one who can do that in front of head chef Yuan." Said head chef Mai.

Zhou Shijie nodded his head slightly. Indeed, he was the only one who could invite Yuan Zhou. When he first met Yuan Zhou, he already felt that Yuan Zhou had an excellent talent.

"I'll ask little Yuan if he's free. " Although Zhou Shijie was a little smug, he didn't agree to it.

While the five judges were tasting Yuan Zhou's dishes, Yuan Zhou began to clean up the kitchen range. It was his habit.

He had already tried his best to cook the dish to the best of his ability. Therefore, Yuan Zhou felt that what would happen next would be beyond his control.

"What do you think of your work?" Gao Fei moved closer to Yuan Zhou sneakily and asked.

It was quite a coincidence. There were a total of four stoves, two in a row. The front two were closer to each other while the back two were further away. It looked like a triangle. Gao Fei's stove was in the second row, next to Yuan Zhou 's. Therefore, no one noticed him when he came over.

"I played as usual, no mistakes." Yuan Zhou said honestly.

When someone asked you how you were doing, if your answer was correct, then you would understand that your performance was average.

"It's fine. Head chef Yuan, your cutting skills are still top-notch." Gao Fei even consoled him.

Yuan Zhou nodded his head and said nothing.

After he finished talking to Yuan Zhou, Gao Fei locked his eyes on Qin Hua. From his eyes, he could tell that Qin Hua was in a state where victory was already in his grasp.

While Yuan Zhou's side was calm and peaceful, there were some waves on the rostrum.

"This little Yuan always cooks in a small amount. It's not enough at all," Zhou Shijie complained as if he was not the one who had just eaten a dozen pieces.

"Sometimes, it's not a good thing to have good cutting skills. Look at how thin they are. How can a dozen pieces be enough?" Head chef Wang picked up the last piece.

What was left was a slice of chicken Gizzle. If it wasn't for the fact that it was red in color, it would be difficult to see it clearly because it was as thin as a cicada's wing.

"Pay attention to your image. We're the judges now." Head chef Yue said with a serious face.

The other chefs, including Zhou Shijie, sneered. He was the one who ate the fastest just now.

Before they could continue to savor the wonderful taste of deep-fried double-crispness, Bai subo had already finished.

When his dish was served, the five judges looked at the plate in front of them and felt a little awkward.

There was no other reason. The plate was red and white in color. One look and one could tell that it was also fried and crispy.

Gu Yunyun said,"the red flower still needs the green leaves to set it off." It made sense. Previously, the oil-fried double crispysweet prepared by Yuan Zhou not only had an elegant and attractive fragrance, but also the style. It was excellent before and after being touched.

As for what Bai subo did ... If you said that he didn't do well, that was definitely not the case. As the chief disciple of imperial chef mo, his strength was not to be underestimated.

But you have to see who you're competing with.

The red and white on the plate in front of him were crisscrossed in a well-arranged manner, with one white pressing on the other red. It was very conspicuous and beautiful, but compared to the shaoyao from before, it was inferior.

Not to mention, at the sight of the thickness of the piece, he knew that Bai subo's cutting skills were far worse than Yuan Zhou 's. Of course, this was nothing. After all, even the chefs of Huaiyang cuisine, who were known for their cutting skills, had to admit defeat in front of Yuan Zhou.

Bai subo didn't know that his dish had collided with Yuan Zhou 's. When Yuan Zhou was cooking, Bai subo had reached the critical moment and needed to concentrate on the dish.

However, Yuan Zhou did see it.

"Is this also the double crispness of oil explosion?" Yuan Zhou had good eyesight and naturally saw it clearly.

Immediately, Yuan Zhou felt that they were quite fated to cook the same dish. Luckily, Bai subo didn't know about it. Otherwise, he would have cried. What kind of godly luck was this?

"This head chef Bai's luck is really bad. Let's give it a try." Zhou Shijie shook his head and said.

"Indeed, if they were served first, it would probably be better." Even the usually cold-faced head chef Mai couldn't help but feel sorry for Bai subo.

The judges didn't care about what they were thinking. They all took a sip of water and gargled, intending to taste Bai subo's fried double crispness.

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