rebirth through food

Chapter 112 Excellent Flavor

The steamed rice balls were placed in the Hehe bed, pressed down slightly, and more than 20 filaments were quickly squeezed out from the holes in the fabric underneath, and fell into the tumbling boiling water under the Hehe bed. .

The thin rice noodles will be cooked soon, cut off the rice noodles of suitable length, and take the cooked rice noodles aside, with a flash in the hand, the rice noodles have entered the farm of God of Food Tower and are slowly drying.

All the rice noodles are pressed into the pot and cooked in turn, and sent to the farm. The soup boiled in the pot has reached the most suitable time for cooking.

All the dregs have been fished out, and the rest is the essence of the boiled ingredients.The slightly thick soup is covered with a layer of light yellow fat, enveloping the fragrance.

The dried and regenerated rice noodles are quickly scalded in boiling water and put into the already filled soup.The boiled rotten meat of the old hen was also removed and cut into thin skins, served with ham slices and the small handful of vegetables, and an egg was cracked into the soup covered with thick chicken oil, and a bowl of chili oil was prepared , are placed on the prepared wooden tray.

Ringing the gong beside him, Ye Xiaofeng waited for the big bowl of rice noodles to be sent to the judging stand.

At the same time, there was another person who rang the gong, and the disciples of the Master Chef's Association chose the other person first, leaving Ye Xiaofeng behind.

This is also normal, and Ye Xiaofeng doesn't care too much about the sequence.

However, after the man's food was delivered, these disciples did not immediately go to his side, but went to the person behind him who rang the gong.After several times in a row, Ye Xiaofeng raged up, come back?

The gong in his hand rang again, but this time it was not just once, but continuously, knowing that people around him looked sideways, and those disciples could no longer turn a blind eye, so they brought the bowl of rice noodles up.

As a cook, Ye Xiaofeng naturally followed.But Ye Xiaofeng went up to find that today's judging platform seems to have changed.

Of the five elders, he knew only one, and he had never met the other four.According to the president, each of the five elders is in charge of a kind of judgment, some are looking at the skills, some are tasting the taste, and some are detecting the aura content in the food, but this temporary replacement...

"Did you do this?" An old man who looked strange but looked a bit proud asked bluntly.

"Yes."

"Why is there only this bowl? Don't you know there are ten of us?" The old man snorted, looking for fault.

"...The ingredients given to me are only enough to make this bowl, and everyone should just taste the taste. If you want to eat it later, I can make it again!" Ye Xiaofeng answered one by one without haste.

"Look, there's not even any heat on the top, and the noodles are cold."

"..." Ye Xiaofeng looked up at the old man with a cold look in his eyes.If you guessed right, this person is the one who has been making trouble.His inferior ingredients, his deliberate neglect, it seems that he has found and found an explanation!

It's just that what's wrong with this old man?

Ye Xiaofeng's eyes were stern, especially with the pressure of a monk. Although his cultivation was only at the foundation-building level, and the God of Cookery Tower had been upgraded twice in a row recently, his cultivation had reached the eighth floor of the foundation-building stage.

This kind of cultivation speed is almost against the sky, and compared with the members of the Food Masters Association, his cultivation base is even higher.

Although the old man in front of him is not young, his cultivation is only at the seventh level of foundation building.Before doing this, he might not be able to suppress the opponent, but now he is a level higher than the opponent.

It seems that there are very few levels, but suppressing them level by level has a great deterrent effect, especially Ye Xiaofeng's aura and coercion are all forced on him alone, and the blatant and domineering coercion is on him alone, making this old man In just a few breaths, cold sweat broke out.

Ye Xiaofeng snorted softly, and said with a smile, "This bowl of rice noodles is not cold yet, you will know after a few tastes."

The old president seemed to have noticed something was wrong. He thought it was very strange to change people temporarily today, but the vice president who was in charge of stationing at the Chefs Association also came, which made him frown even more.

These elders are all relatively close to the vice-guild. Although they can't see anything unusual on weekdays, this way of appearing on the stage still makes him feel uneasy.

At this moment, when he was picky about Ye Xiaofeng, the old president immediately knew the purpose of the other party's visit, but it was too inexplicable. Even if he didn't know that this was the honorary elder he newly invited, how would their chef treat such a culinary talent? A genius shouldn't have such an attitude!

The vice president has a convulsion, but he can't.Not to mention the talent of the child in front of him that he couldn't put it down, even the master of the other party is not easy to provoke, he already felt a chill running up his spine at this moment.

"Let's try it first!" The president smoothed things over, and a disciple of the chef's association next to him picked out the rice noodles from the big bowl and divided them into ten small bowls.

As soon as this side was stirred, everyone was shocked.

The noodles, which were thought to have cooled down a long time ago, turned out to be steaming hot as if just out of the pan.And after this stirring, the rich aroma in the bowl floated out again, making the people around couldn't help but gulp.

The chewy and white rice noodles are served with golden soup, topped with vegetables, chicken, ham and other ingredients, served with chili oil, the golden yellow, snow white, tender red and emerald green, several colors echo each other, it is really a kind of enjoyment.

The ten judges picked up the bowls together, and no matter how unwilling the vice president was, he did not refuse to take a sip.

The rice noodles are smooth and chewy, and the chicken and ham also soak in the flavors of each other, making them soft and fragrant.The rice noodles are picked out from the bowl, and each one is covered with a layer of oil, which is fragrant but not greasy.The light sour taste of the rice noodles itself, together with the rice noodles that have been carefully boiled for a long time, has become an excellent flavor.

"Hmph." The vice president put down the bowl first, "Although the topic this time is noodles, the material is not required to be noodles, do you remember? If you use noodles now, you have already lost your qualification!"

"My judge, I didn't make this with noodles." Ye Xiaofeng smiled slightly, "The ingredients are provided by the Chef Association. Don't you know if there are noodles?"

With these words, Ye Xiaofeng did not lower his voice.He was a monk himself, and there was a bit of spiritual power in his voice, and his voice, which was slightly childlike, was erratic but not harsh.

Most of the people in the stands heard the truth, and after a little thought, they burst out laughing.The chef would confiscate everyone's storage or storage bags in advance, and then specially prepared the ingredients and delivered them to each contestant. Now that he said such a thing, it really made people laugh.

The vice president's face also darkened, apparently he had forgotten about it just now.At this time, being coaxed by the crowd around the stand, I suddenly felt a little bit embarrassed to get off the stage, "Then what do you think it is, aren't these noodles noodles?"

"This is rice noodles. It is made by grinding rice into powder and pressing it into rice balls." Ye Xiaofeng didn't mind the other party's furious attitude at all. The more annoyed the other party was, the happier he was.

"Nonsense, how can rice be so elastic!" The vice president picked up one and put it in his mouth.The smooth and smooth rice noodles have a slight sweetness, so eating alone, it has a strong fragrance of rice.

Originally, this rice noodle was full of rice flavor, but Ye Xiaofeng deliberately replaced it with Lingmi, which made the taste even more wonderful.

The vice president stood there stupidly on the spot.

When the others saw his expression, they couldn't help picking up a wisp to savor it carefully. Sure enough, the rice was full of fragrance, and there was a slight sour taste in the fragrance. After chewing, they couldn't help but swallowed it, and went to pick up the second one. Chopsticks.

Su Mochen ignored these people at all, even if there were some small ups and downs, he believed that his little apprentice could solve them. If he really couldn't solve them, he didn't mind letting these people come to see what is called "heart-brained ground".

Su Mochen finished enjoying the rice noodles in the bowl slowly, and reached out his hand again unceremoniously.

Ye Xiaofeng didn't wait for the disciples next to him to make a move, and finally served his master personally.

Not only is there a lot more rice noodles than before, but also a lot of soup, all the ingredients are put together, and the egg that has been scalded until it is just cooked on the outside and tender on the inside, Ye Xiaofeng also unceremoniously served it to his master bowl.

Su Mochen didn't say anything on the surface, but Qian Chengran next to him obviously smiled when he saw those fox eyes.

Although Qian Chengran wanted to have another bowl, but thinking about what he had done before, he put the bowl down carefully.It's not that Ye Xiaofeng doesn't hold grudges, he'd better be careful.

Seeing Su Mochen chomping down on the chewy and smooth rice noodles, the large slices of chicken and ham, and the half-cured egg that started to flow with a light bite, everyone secretly stabbed the Great Immortal Master with jealous eyes.

But Su Mochen has always been thick-skinned, he doesn't want to see it, he doesn't care what others say, anyway, this group of people dare to secretly stare at him, and dare not really provoke him.

What's more, this rice noodle was made by his young disciples himself, so it's a great honor to share a bite with each of them, isn't that enough?

"Okay, everyone, let's start scoring." The president coughed lightly, reminding everyone to look away, lest the ancestor of Qingyun Peak turn his face.

Several elders rated this dish one after another. The color, aroma, and taste of this dish are all impeccable. The noodle shape made of rice is so elastic, and there is nothing to say in terms of novelty and skill.

But it just happened to be such a bowl of rice noodles, and the scores of several judges were very different.

The old president gave full marks, and another elder whom Ye Xiaofeng knew also gave full marks, while the other four only gave five points.

"You!" The president raised his eyebrows, "What are you doing?"

Obviously this bowl of rice noodles is so delicious, not to mention the ingenuity in it, and the aura contained in it, it can be said that it is incomparable to any food that has just been tasted.

There are steamed stuffed buns made of rice, noodles made of shredded pork, and pancakes made of rice flour. It seems far less ingenious than this bowl of rice noodles, but it is too obvious that these people scored such a score.

The monks in the surrounding stands also sighed, and some even yelled: The chefs would do such a thing in such a large public, how can they believe that those senior chefs have real ingredients?

"What do you know, we have the right to score our own score!" There was a lot of curses from the stands, and the vice president's face was extremely ugly, but he still refused to give in. He was determined to take Ye Xiaofeng down.

"You, you—" the president took a long breath and almost recited it.

"President." Su Mochen said suddenly.

"Su Xianshi..." The president quickly stood up and saluted, the other party was too tall and powerful, he was not the president of a little chef association to be contemptuous.

"I remember the president once said that we also have the right to score points." Su Mochen said lightly. Although they hadn't participated before, it didn't mean he couldn't score points.