Su Zifang saw that the judges, including Xue Yi, on the stage were all looking in one direction and discussing something.

Glancing in the direction they were looking, there was nothing but a row of chefs who were cooking with their heads down. So he also retracted his mind and began to take the ingredients in front of him seriously.

The name Huofang Tofu was suddenly thought of by him last night, since he couldn't show his strength at the beginning, and other dishes were not very suitable, so the safest thing was to make micro-innovations according to the original dishes, and he had already planned to give up and prepare to use shrimp curd to complete the first round of the competition.

But just when he was about to sleep, he suddenly thought that the bright moon night of the Twenty-four Bridges could actually be changed to a low-profile version, so he simulated it several times in his mind, and finally changed a new fire cube tofu according to the name of the honey fire recipe - cut the ham and tofu into cubes, spliced them together, and then combined with steaming to make a ham and tofu dish similar to the bright moonlit night of the Twenty-four Bridges.

From this point, he really didn't lie to Mu Fei and Zhao Xiaoman.

After all, all the process of making this dish was simulated in his mind, and this is the first time that he has made it in practice.

The half of the ham left by Mu Fei was of good quality, Su Zifang cut a large piece along the texture, and took a deep breath looking at the marble-like texture on the cross-section, full of fat and the mellow aroma unique to ham. After once again feeling the quality of the ham and Mu Fei's reliability, Su Zifang put all the washed side dishes on the cutting board and began to think about the next presentation form.

Gu Pingping cooks with whole ham, and in order to add flavor to the twenty-four tofu balls, he can do whatever it takes, but he can't, so he can only find a replacement way to complete the dish as completely as possible.

Because it is a reference to the moonlit night of the Twenty-Four Bridges, the most noteworthy thing about this fire cube tofu is the presentation of the ingredients.

According to Su Zifang's thinking yesterday, there are two ways.

The first is to cut the ham into thick slices, and the rest of the side dishes are all prepared and placed on the ham, the taste depends on the slow penetration of steaming, which can easily control the steaming time of each layer to ensure that each layer reaches the best tasting time when walking the dish, but the penetration of the flavor may be very slow, and Su Zifang is not sure whether the cooking can be completed within the specified time.

The second method is to divide the ham and the ingredients layer by layer, like a hamburger, and this method can be used to quickly transfer the flavor of the ham to the ingredients, but it is obviously not as good as the first one in terms of appearance.

"Which one should I use?" Su Zifang had some entanglement.

In the past, when you encounter problems with new dishes, you can discuss them with Zhao Xiaoman, maybe you can try more, and then use the system's tasting function to improve them, and then write the menu until they reach perfection.

Now that Zhao Xiaoman and Mu Fei are not on the side, and Xue Yi is also on the stage and can't ask for advice, Su Zifang instantly felt empty.

The chefs on both sides of the soup have already begun to cook the soup, and the rich flavor of chicken juice from time to time arouses the food of Suzi (desire yù).

"Forget it, fight it. ”

After hesitating for a few seconds, Su Zifang looked at the ingredients in front of him and made a decision.

Anyway, no matter how bad it is, it won't be worse than the two big boiled dried shreds next to it......

Su Zi held a three-second silence in his heart for the two dragon (set tào) chefs who didn't even have names, and cut off the best pieces of ham (meat ròu) that could be seen horizontally in front of him, and cut them into square pieces of the same size. Put the sliced tofu, ham cubes and salty (meat ròu) cubes in a small glass and place them in the casserole with a steamer rack.

"Hey, what is that player doing?" On the rostrum, someone finally saw Su Zifang's ((cāo)cāo) work.

An exclamation attracted the attention of all the judges.

I saw Su Zifang chop the leftover ham into small pieces, add the broth, (spring chūn) bamboo shoots, and salty (meat ròu), put it back into the casserole and start to make the soup.

"Interesting!" Xue Yi glanced at Gu Pingping, with a faint smile on his face.

"What's interesting?" Huang Sheng and He Jianmin glanced at each other, not understanding what Xue Yi said again.

"It's the moonlit night of the twenty-four bridges. Gu Pingping explained.

He has made this dish hundreds of times, and it goes without saying that he is naturally familiar with it.

Seeing Su Zifang's approach, he was only slightly surprised for a second and reacted, but he didn't think that this behavior was plagiarism, and even showed his approval.

Originally, his approach was to belong to the more luxurious kind of Huaiyang cuisine, which was not suitable for ordinary families, and from the perspective of the development of the store, it was not easy for him to give up the existing form and develop a low-profile version of the Twenty-Four Bridges Bright Moon Night.

Now that Su Zifang has made an attempt, and there is even the possibility of realizing it (sex xìng), he is naturally happy as a chef of Huaiyang cuisine.

After all, even if his dish is famous, it is rare to meet dozens of diners a year, and if it goes on like this, it will definitely face loss.

"The afterlife is terrifying!" Gu Pingping looked at Su Zifang's ((cāo)cāo) work, his eyes were full of appreciation, "He can think of using glasses to strengthen the flavor and steam them separately to fuse the ingredients, and he can be regarded as mastering the essence of this dish." It's hard to imagine such a chef coming back to participate in this exchange. Finish. ”

"I just don't know whose chef it is?" Gu Pingping moved his mind to dig people.

"Don't think about it, that kid is now opening his own shop in Jingling, and it's impossible for him to go somewhere else to be a deputy. Xue Yi reminded him.

"Do you know?" Gu Pingping glanced at Xue Yi in surprise.

"Well, his name is Su Zifang, he opens a store on Jingling Xile Street, and he has a good relationship with my granddaughter. Xue Yi said.

After a few seconds, he continued.

"His grandfather Su Xingchao, you should have heard of it, right? He was also a chef in Jingling back then, and he had a good relationship with me. Xue Yi slowly brought out his relationship with Su Zifang, but did not explain that he had already apprenticed.

"The name seems to be a little familiar, but I don't have any impression, probably not any well-known dishes?" Mei Yuanbai recalled for a while, shook his head and said.

"No...... There are still some, but they haven't been announced yet. Xue Yi thought about it and said with a smile.

"It seems that Xue Lao is optimistic about this?" Gu Pingping seemed to sense Xue Yi's thoughts, "Are you planning to accept apprentices?" If you like it, just say it, I won't rob you." ”

"Look...... Let's see. Xue Yi sloppily and continued to look at others.

"But after seeing so much, there are just a few good seedlings, you look at the two big boiled dried shreds next to him, and they haven't even done the key steps, I really can't figure out how this kind of person can be admitted to the intermediate chef?" He Jianmin muttered a few words, and suddenly seemed to have discovered a new continent.

"Lao Xue, that kid you like is a junior chef?"

This sentence instantly attracted the attention of the judges.

"Isn't it only for intermediate chefs to participate? how can there be a junior chef?" Gu Pingping frowned.

He has always disliked that people go through the back door, and since he said that intermediate chefs are involved, it must be intermediate.

"Let me see, Su Zifang, from Jingling, specially approved by the organizing committee. He Jianmin looked at Xue Yi, his eyes full of playfulness: "Huh?"

Everyone also looked at Xue Yi together, wanting to hear an explanation from him.

"Ahem. Xue Yi's old face turned red and rubbed his nose in embarrassment, "Why, isn't it okay for the old man to accept an apprentice?"