Gu Pingping looked in the direction He Jianmin pointed to, and when he saw the familiar handsome face he saw yesterday, he didn't know what to say.

Su Zifang can be found in so many people for two consecutive days, if it weren't for the fact that his nephew was so handsome, there would only be the possibility that He Jianmin would be jealous of him being so handsome.

"Xiao He, do you have any opinions about my apprentice?"

Xue Yi asked with a smile, but He Jianmin felt cold behind his back, and he couldn't help swallowing a ball of saliva.

"It's going to be cold! It's a sign that it's going to be cold!"

Thinking in his mind at a speed that was 10,000 times faster than dealing with a soft-pocketed eel, and thinking of a way, He Jianmin breathed a long sigh of relief and slowly turned around.

"I didn't see the expression clearly just now, Old Xue, your apprentice is very serious, he didn't do it for a long time, probably in the process of simulating cooking, at a glance, he knew that he realized something on the spot, and I believe that he will definitely get a high score again." ”

"Oh, really? Then I'll lend you good words. Xue Yi didn't continue to ask.

Anyway, He Jianmin's broken mouth is well-known in the circle, if it weren't for his flexibility and adaptability, it is estimated that he would have been full of enemies, and he would not embarrass He Jianmin for this matter.

I came forward just now just to make a statement: "My apprentice, even if I can't, only I can criticize." ”

However, seeing Su Zifang standing motionless by the cooking table, Xue Yi also drummed a little in his heart: "There won't really be any accidents, right?"

Fortunately, Su Zifang didn't think about it for too long before he remembered that he was still competing, and focused on his own ingredients.

Skillfully dismantle the shrimp and remove the shrimp line, cut the shrimp into minced shrimp, mix well with two kinds of egg mixture, and put it in the steamer. Prepare the shrimp cakes on top of the shrimp curd separately.

After a few minutes, Su Zi calculated that the shrimp rot was just as solidified and poured it into the mold to suppress it.

The rest of the work is relatively simple, spread the shrimp cake on the cut shape of the shrimp curd, put the perilla leaves into the steamer, and infiltrate the fragrance of the perilla into the shrimp curd.

After setting an alarm clock to ensure that his shrimp rot would not overturn, Su Observation Cooking Production Zifang is online again.

Wu Ping turned down the fire under the steamer, and it was estimated that he was about to prepare for the pot. However, the smell of the egg roasted wheat made by Wu Ping was very locked, and although it was only less than two meters away, Su Zifang did not smell any smell.

You can imagine what it will be like once the flavor inside is fully released.

Su Zifang suppressed the urge to drool and looked in Mu Fei's direction.

There were a few Puzhong chefs who happened to be in the direction of his sight, the figures were shaking, and he couldn't see Mu Fei's movements clearly, but he vaguely saw a few lotus roots on the countertop, and he was pouring ingredients into the lotus roots.

"Lotus root sandwich, lotus root soup, osmanthus glutinous rice lotus?" Su Zifang quickly thought about the common dishes made of lotus root in Huaiyang cuisine, but he didn't have any clue, and turned his head and began to look for Zhao Xiaoman's figure.

Because of personal factors, Zhao Xiaoman has not made a hot dish so far.

But yesterday it had been specially ordered by Xue Yi that it could not be made as cold dishes, and Su Zifang was also a little curious about what she would do.

Zhao Xiaoman is one of the few female chefs, and it is relatively easy to find, compared to Mu Fei, Su Zifang only took three seconds to find Zhao Xiaoman.

It also includes guessing what Mu Fei is doing for a second of delay.

When he saw the cooking table, Su Zifang also admired Zhao Xiaoman's choice a little - there was a shaving about a catty and a half pound lying on the cutting board, which had already been disemboweled. It is being marinated with cooking wine.

There is no need to guess now, even if there are many types of Huaiyang cuisine, but when you see the ingredients, you know what to cook, and there is only one steamed anchovy.

The steamer next to it is the largest, and it can put down the entire fish plate, but Zhao Xiaoman has not yet completed the step of putting it on the pot.

Slice the shiitake mushrooms, slice the ginger, slice the ham, and arrange them evenly on the anchovies, then wipe the cleaned lard oil and spread them flat to wrap the whole fish.

Zhao Xiaoman's movements in handling the ingredients are particularly neat.

Basically, when Su Zifang saw the second time, all the processes had been completed, and only the steaming was left in the pot.

At this step, Zhao Xiaoman hesitated for a long time.

Su Zifang was a little worried that she would give up the game because of her emotional outburst, after all, she had such an experience in Shibu.

Fortunately, Zhao Xiaoman didn't maintain this state for too long, probably after making up his mind, he instantly became resolute, raised his hand to move the lid of the pot into the fish plate, and then put the lid down, and the final word!

"Walked over?" Xue Yi heard Su Zifang talk about Zhao Xiaoman's state, and he has been paying attention to Zhao Xiaoman since the start of the game. I didn't expect it to be a real success.

It's just a simple steam, but it's a basic hot dish.

Xue Yi didn't know what trauma Zhao Xiaoman had suffered before, which made her reluctant to face the stove, but now, probably this secret hidden deep in her heart has begun to loosen.

That's it, that's enough!

"What went over?" He Jianmin glanced at the audience, but he didn't see the players moving, and there were no waiters, so he continued to ask: "Could it be that someone has already prepared the cooking? It's only been less than half an hour, right?"

As soon as the words fell, Mu Fei raised his hand to signal that he had finished cooking.

"Yo, it's Mu Yun's grandson, the first to try the dish today, but you have to try it. He Jianmin looked at Mu Fei's direction and smiled, "I don't know what kind of cooking I made today, it should be better than yesterday's Qian Yun legs, right?"

"Stuffed lotus root slices with abalone juice. ”

When He Jianmin was still speculating, Gu Pingping used 5.2 vision to interpret what it means to be excellent.

"Abalone juice, can it be made in such a short time?" Huang Sheng is a picky eater.

"If it's thickened with cornstarch in a pressure cooker, maybe it's okay. Gu Pingping looked at the container where Mu Fei was distributing abalone juice and said in a low voice.

"That's it, I see. Huang Sheng nodded.

The flavor of abalone juice takes a long time to simmer to develop a delicious flavor, which can take up to three hours or more with regular cooking utensils, but using a pressure cooker can save time, and even if done properly, the abalone will become tender and smooth and melt in your mouth.

As he spoke, the waiter had already brought the prepared food to the table.

In front of each judge is a small bowl with two slices of stuffed lotus root and a layer of mellow abalone sauce poured on top.

"It looks good. Mei Yuanbai and Xue Yi glanced at each other and nodded.

"It tastes good too. Gu Pingping picked up a piece of lotus root: "The filling did not steal the limelight, the softness of the lotus root slice was just right, there was no softness and loss of taste, and it would not be very crisp to affect the filling, and the heat was well controlled." ”

"The corn starch is thickened, and the oyster sauce is added, and the taste of the abalone juice is a little worse, but it is good to be able to make it in such a short time. ”

"Wait for the food critic's score. Gu Pingping put down his chopsticks and had a plan in his heart.

Offstage, Mu Fei breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the judges' reactions.

"Now, it should be stable, right?"

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