"I admit that this dish tastes good enough, but the evaluation of the compound ingredients is debatable. Huang Sheng set his eyes on Xue Yi.

Although Gu Pingping temporarily acted as the executive chef of this culinary exchange meeting, he knew that this matter ultimately depended on Xue Yi, after all, in addition to the identity of Master Su Zifang, he was nominally also a master chef in the contemporary Huaiyang cuisine world.

"Why?" Xue Yi asked in a low voice.

"Restoration is for restoration, and if there is a change, it can be considered restoration, so it is necessary to define how many changes are considered restoration. Huang Sheng replied.

Xue Yi raised his eyelids a few times, sighed and asked, "Do you know how to make Wensi tofu?"

"Yes. Huang Sheng replied.

"Is Wensi tofu considered a compound ingredient?" Xue Yi continued to ask.

Huang Sheng: ......

Say no, this dish is a restoration of the cuisine of an ancient monk. But yes, it seems to be a bit of a slap in the face, after all, monks don't touch meat, but now Wensi tofu is ham and chicken soup, and it is no longer the original cuisine.

After holding back for a few seconds, Huang Sheng said stiffly: "This is an innovation that is constantly evolving. ”

"You said it yourself, it's evolving innovation. Then let me ask you, in the past, there was no condiment for shrimp curd, only salt and perilla were used for seasoning, but now for shrimp curd, there is cooking wine, green onion and ginger water, and the addition of these condiments is innovation or restoration. ”

"Innovation. "Huang Sheng dug the pit himself, so he could only jump into it by himself.

"So the difference between innovation and restoration, is there anything else to struggle with?" Xue Yi pouted.

"To put it bluntly, we are chefs, not archaeologists, you said that you restored the shrimp rot, no one will come to correct with you that there is no cooking wine in the Ming Dynasty, and what you make is not authentic. Diners care about whether your food tastes good, not what it is. ”

Xue Yi was still puzzled when he said that Huang Sheng had nothing to say, and dissed the conservatives for a while.

"Your master is stubborn himself, how did you come out of the same mold with him? I don't know how to work around, if you go on like this, be careful not to find a partner...... Alas!"

Xue Yi shook his head and sighed, hating iron does not make steel!

Huang Sheng bowed his head and listened to the training the whole time, and by the way, he reflected on which tendon was wrong just now, and actually thought of arguing with Xue Yi about innovation and recovery.

I have long known that Xue Yi is a representative of the innovation school, and when he was young, because of innovation or restoration, he was also an existence that no one dared to provoke in Huaiyang with a kitchen knife and a wok.

In the end, I was able to go to the outside of the building to take charge of the spoon, all with excellent cooking skills.

Even if your own master comes, you have to call Master Xue respectfully, and what do you do with this moldy head.

But after thinking about it for a few seconds, I feel that what Xue Yi said is very reasonable, as if innovation and restoration are all about showing better deliciousness.

A bold idea came to Huang Sheng's heart......

Then he snuffed it in the bud!

"Alright, let's score it. ”

Seeing that the judges' seat was quiet, Gu Pingping finally pinched the score of the food jury and said this.

After some calculations, Su Zifang's shrimp rot ended with 8.8 points, which was lower than expected.

Su Zifang: ???

Didn't you say that it was good to get a high score for compound raw materials?

I am about to memorize the process of Song Xu's cooking, and the shrimp rot made in this way can't score 9 points, it's poisonous!

However, he did not think to discuss with the jury why this score was awarded.

After all, from the point of view of scoring, in addition to tying for first place, he also entered the top three, which is already very satisfied, after all, the level of the top three is not much different, and there are still opportunities in the future.

Finally, the so-called Bright Tiger Tail was served on the table.

"Master He, your son's eel is doing well today. ”

In order to relieve the embarrassing situation just now caused by Su Zi's shrimp rot, Yang Tan took the initiative to praise and throw bricks to attract jade, wanting to let the most talkative He Jianmin pick up the topic, and said in his heart: "I'm too difficult!

However, He Jianmin looked at the eel in front of him and didn't say a word, just nodded and smiled apologetically.

"Master He, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing He Jianmin's appearance, Gu Pingping also took the initiative to ask.

He Jianmin continued to nod, then reacted that nodding was inappropriate, shook his head, pointed at himself, and waved his hand.

"I'm afraid he's worried that his words will offend people and affect the score of the cooking, right?" Huang Sheng reacted with a twist of his mind and guessed.

He Jianmin's smile gradually stiffened.

Is he so obvious?

At this time, several judges couldn't hold back, shaking their heads and smiling bitterly.

"It's discovered, I can't bear it, I don't score it, you can do what you like, anyway, this tiger tail made by my son is already the best he has done in the past year, even if the score is low, it's not what I said!"

Ho's FG is inserted high.

"It tastes better than yesterday. Huang Sheng put down his chopsticks and was slightly satisfied: "The back of the eel is black and bright, the eel meat is fresh and tender, the shape is like a tiger's tail, the soup is delicious, and it is of the highest quality!"

"It's really better than yesterday's stew. Yang Tan followed up and praised: "I have that smell!"

Xue Yi and Mei Yuanbai nodded, agreeing with their evaluations.

"Give it a score. Gu Pingping picked up a chopstick and tasted it, and did not forget to urge everyone to hand in the score sheet.

The host walked out with a hand card, and off the stage, He So-called right eyelid jumped a few times, looking at the stage with a faintly worried gaze......

"What's the matter, Qiang Huwei: 9.0 points. ”

......

He stood at the cooking table and wanted to scream, but his voice couldn't make a sound.

He looked at Su Zifang, Zhao Xiaoman, and Mu Fei, and the smugness in his eyes was so full that he was about to overflow his eyes.

The heir of Su family cuisine, after the famous chef of Jingling University, the heir of Mu Wangfu?

So what?

It's not like I'm rubbing on the ground!

As for Zhao Xiaoman's equal division with him, this issue was automatically ignored by him.

Deuceing between chefs, is that called deucing? That is called the latecomer prevailing!

"Do you think Master He's son looks at us strangely?"

On the player's seat, Mu Fei poked Su Zifang and Zhao Xiaoman, leaned over to the two and asked in a whisper.

"Hmm. Both nodded at the same time.

"I thought I was the only one who felt this way, but it wasn't that I owed him money. Zhao Xiaoman took the first step to say Su Zifang's thoughts.

"Maybe he owes us money?" Su Zifang hesitated.

......

Within a few minutes, the few remaining chefs also finished submitting their dishes and left the venue with less than 8 points.

Su Zifang probably recalled that most of the chefs who can still stay on the field today are the best among the chefs in Puzhong, and the dishes they cook are all more than 8 points.

"In this way, tomorrow's competition will be more difficult!" Su Zifang sighed secretly.

As soon as I finished thinking about it, I heard Gu Pingping's voice from the rostrum.

"I believe that after two days, the players have a certain understanding of their own strength and that of others. However, this is because many chefs are cooking the same type of ingredients, and at the same time, they also take into account the next preparation. As specifically agreed by the organizing committee, a new rule will be added tomorrow: the main ingredients of each chef's cooking must be determined by lottery. ”

"Now, I have more than 100 sticks in my hands, with a total of 11 main ingredients. Each contestant draws lots in order to determine the main ingredients for tomorrow's cooking. ”

Su Zifang: ......

Can you still play like this?

Is...... The perfect interpretation of the right of final interpretation!

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