Zhang Guanghang walked out from behind the cooking table.

There were bursts of exclamation from the audience.

1.92 meters, long legs that are hard to ignore, Shengsheng walked out of the catwalk in just a few steps.

Zhang Guanghang picked the ingredients quickly, and it only took dozens of seconds to pick out what he wanted from the 24 pieces of salmon, and returned to the kitchen table with the plate.

Jiang Feng walked over.

Swept it over at a glance, it was almost the same, it should have been cold and fresh after just a few hours of killing, and after picking a piece of meat that was slightly fatter, Jiang Feng took the plate back to the cooking table.

He hadn't made fish tart, and most of the chefs present probably didn't either.

As a person who hates raw food, Jiang Feng has never ordered sashimi when he goes to a Japanese restaurant, mainly because it is expensive and most of the masters' knife skills are not good.

But the basic theoretical knowledge Jiang Feng still has, when the fish is cut, the thinner the better, the more orange the meat color is the better. For example, the piece he picked, far away from the tail and close to the belly, has delicate meat and evenly distributed fat.

There is an advantage to picking early, and the better the quality of the ingredients, the better the taste of the sashimi.

The 24 players on the field all got their own salmon, and Jiang Feng had already studied the salmon pieces in front of him thoroughly.

The texture, meat, and fat distribution are all thoroughly felt.

It only takes a second to make a slice of sashimi.

The organizers gave each contestant such a large piece of salmon and another 10 minutes to give them such a large piece of salmon, just to let them out the five slices of sashimi that they were most satisfied with and handed them over to the judges to taste.

"The game is on. The host announced, and the countdown appeared on the screen again.

Jiang Feng held the kitchen knife and stared at the fish in front of him intently.

A knife.

【A decent piece of sashimi】

Decent, it's not a satisfying adjective when it comes to playing.

Knife work is what Jiang Feng is best at, and he wants to win.

I want to win like never before.

Another knife.

【A decent piece of sashimi】

After adjusting the direction and position of the salmon, Jiang Feng followed the texture of the fish and slashed again.

【A decent piece of sashimi】

Jiang Feng stopped the movements of his hand and began to observe the three pieces of yusheng that had just been harvested.

It's thin, but it's not thin enough.

Jiang Feng ate the three slices of fish he had just eaten.

The feeling of direct entrance is different from when you look at it, and the part with relatively more fat is selected, Jiang Feng divides this large piece of salmon in two, and cuts it again along the texture.

No way.

Jiang Feng ate this piece.

Cut again.

Not yet.

Jiang Feng cut a slice and ate a slice, Jiang Jiankang and the two old men could see that he ate it to judge the quality of the yusheng he cut, but laymen couldn't think of this. The other contestants would also taste the first few slices of sashimi that they had come out, but no one tasted a slice like Jiang Feng.

"The little guy who fell just now is here for a buffet!" said a girl in the first few rows laughed.

"You see, I feel like he's almost full. The girl next to her pointed at Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng is not only full, he has already eaten.

"Hiccup. He hiccuped quietly, but he still couldn't get out of Yusheng that satisfied him.

Either decent or tasteless, these adjectives Jiang Feng was not satisfied.

Adjust the position of the salmon again and go down with a knife.

【A slice of sashimi with excellent taste】

Jiang Feng's eyes lit up.

It's steady, this is the rhythm of winning the championship!

Taking advantage of the victory to pursue, Jiang Feng seized the opportunity to catch a few more pieces.

【A slice of sashimi with fair taste】

【A slice of sashimi with fair taste】

......

All of them have a decent taste, and they are mixed with a decent slice.

Turning the salmon in another direction, Jiang Feng continued to bury his head in the fish.

Until the end of time, Jiang Feng couldn't get a second piece of yusheng with excellent taste.

Five pieces of yusheng were selected and put into a small plate and handed to the staff, Jiang Feng's eyes followed the staff holding the plate throughout the whole process, and watched him bring the dish to Han Guishan with excellent taste.

Jiang Feng: ......

I hate it!

The order of tasting is also in the order of selecting salmon pieces, and the five judges first tasted the yusheng of Zhang Guanghang.

There was no dipping sauce, Tong Deyan took the lead in picking up the yusheng in the plate, looking at the thickness, texture, knife edge, and then entering it.

Han Guishan also did the same, first clamped it up to see, and then entered.

Well, delicious.

Han Guishan nodded.

The other four judges began to score, Han Guishan originally wanted to peek at Zhu Chang's scoring next door, but he didn't get a glance, and he was worried that the second glance was too big, so he could only rely on himself.

If you don't do it, forget it, ten points, full marks!

The five judges showed their scores.

Scoring on the spot can be said to be very exciting.

9.3 points, an absolute high score.

The second part is Jiang Feng's.

This time, Han Guishan had experience, so he pretended to pick it up and look at it, first to see the distribution of fat on the fish, and then to see the thickness of the fish, and then to wait for the other judges to start tasting it before eating.

Hmm, how do you feel a little better than the one you just had?

Han Guishan began to doubt his sense of taste.

Forget it, continue to play ten.

The five judges scored a bright score of 8.8 points.

Han Guishan: ???

"Boss Han, what's wrong?" Zhu Chang asked when he saw that Han Guishan's expression was a little wrong.

"Nothing. Han Guishan said.

Is there such a big difference between his taste and professionalism?

The third is Zhang Qian's, Zhang Qian's knife work is not very good, only 8.1 points, Han Guishan is still 10 points.

In the next one, Han Guishan scored ten points, completely letting himself go, and showing everyone that although I am not a professional food connoisseur, I have a professional heart, equal treatment and absolutely fair scoring concept.

As one result after another was announced, the faces of some of the players began to look ugly.

At this time, everyone has a lot of pressure in their hearts whether they will be eliminated or not, and with the results of the last player coming out, the game has been declared over.

"It's a shame that you've been eliminated from the bottom eight of the rankings. The host announced, "The remaining 16 players, congratulations on advancing to the top 16 of the country, the 16-8 game will start at the same time in 3 days, please watch it on time!"

At the same time, we would also like to thank the strong support of Good Taste, a certain point live broadcast and a certain point video, all viewers and friends can pick up your mobile phone to log in to WeChat to follow the official public account of the Good Taste Cooking Competition, and cheer for your favorite players every day, and the contestant with the highest number of votes will get the endorsement of Good Taste Soy Sauce for one year. ”

"That's the end of today's game, thank you for watching. ”

"You're so amazing!" Zhang Qian sighed at Jiang Feng, "You were second in both games, maybe you can win second in the end!"

Jiang Feng: ......

I don't like to hear this, can't I compare to just one Zhang Guanghang?

turned his head to look at Zhang Guanghang, handsome and chic, standing out from the crowd, and having a champion aura.

......

"I'll lend you good luck!"

Back backstage, the staff gathered everyone together and informed everyone about the competition in three days.

"The 16-in-8 game is about chickens. "The staff was very direct this time.

Everyone was stunned, in the past, the organizers were hidden, but this time they were so generous, they said it in advance.

"You can bring your own knives, please let us know the ingredients you need at least 8 hours before the start of the competition, the phone number is the number on the admission card, and our phone will be open 24 hours a day during these days. ”

"Any ingredient is fine?" one contestant asked.

"Any ingredient will do, as long as we can find it in a short period of time, we will do our best to provide it. The staff laughed.

"What about the pastry, is it okay to use chicken pastry?" asked Zhao Shan from Babaozhai.

"Absolutely. ”

"Where's the chicken soup?"

"Is it okay to just use offal?"

"I ......"

Everyone began to ask questions, and people like Jiang Feng, who had no problems, were naturally pushed aside, and asked a staff member if they could leave now if there was no problem, and after getting the exact answer, they were ready to leave.

"Are you leaving?" Jiang Feng asked Wu Minqi.

"You go first, my mom went to the toilet and I have to wait for her. Wu Minqi said.

Jiang Feng was taken aback: "Your parents are here?"

"No, my mom is here, and my dad and my grandpa can't leave. Wu Minqi took her mobile phone to send a WeChat message, bowed her head, "I just saw Uncle Jiang and Aunt Wang in the audience, will the store open tomorrow?"

"Open. ”

"Yes, see you tomorrow. ”

Jiang Feng was about to leave, took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Jiang Jiankang to tell him that he was coming out.

"That's right. Wu Minqi looked up, "You played very well today." ”

A smile.

Jiang Feng: (ΩДΩ)

He, how did he think Wu Minqi just smiled so much like the heroine of that sand sculpture drama.

。 Sogou