Chapter 127: The Vegetable Is Paste
One of the byes has been confirmed, and the other players have begun to match the test in turn.
The first and ninety-ninth races.
And Jiang Cheng is No. 1, the boy No. 99, who is a student of the Chef Development Alliance from Tai City.
When he saw Jiang Cheng, he took the initiative to bow to Jiang Cheng, without the arrogance and unreasonableness of those rich and young people.
And Jiang Cheng is also planning to make the latest soup, and it shouldn't be a problem to compete with this young man.
Because the young man Jiang Cheng saw, the most powerful dish, was just a high-level entry into the indoor realm, and it was not a big problem.
Jiang Cheng chose tomato egg soup this time.
This soup is prepared for the fire dragon essence dragon breath in his body, anyway, Jiang Cheng looked at the tomatoes that were also red, maybe the two of them were like-minded, so that the fiery red dragon qi that the fire dragon essence dragon breath turned into was no longer so manic.
The point is that the preparation of this soup is not complicated.
Jiang Cheng beat three eggs in his hand, then cut three tomatoes, a small pot of water, and there were no special ingredients, but Jiang Cheng was able to make the soup taste superior every time.
This is Jiang Cheng's self-confidence.
It is also the criterion for making soup in Jiangcheng.
Do whatever you want, what do you want so much.
However, every time Jiang Cheng made soup according to the soup recipe given by the farm, the dragon qi in his body would unconsciously run on its own, and then integrate into the soup he made, making the soup more flavorful and endless.
"What kind of soup did he make?"
Zhao Feihong asked the secretary behind him about Jiangcheng's situation.
When he learned that Jiang Cheng made tomato and egg soup, which was the most ordinary and unrecognizable, Zhao Feihong smiled in his heart.
He knew that Jiang Cheng's strength had been suppressed to a certain point now, and he was only left with the level of being able to make tomato and egg soup.
Then he can still compete with his grandson Zhao Lianjue for the first place in the Jiangbei Provincial Chef Competition.
And in terms of qi refining, he is even less worried, Jiang Cheng's life is not long in coming, how dare he compare qi refining with Lian Jue.
Thinking of this, Zhao Feihong smiled confidently, he was really proud of the half-step decaying qi that he had injected into Jiang Cheng's body yesterday.
It's me.
However, Jiang Cheng didn't know what this old thing was thinking.
If Jiang Cheng knew, I don't know if he would get rid of the big teeth.
Is the gas of decay very powerful?
Jiang Cheng felt that he was in the soup at this time, and the fiery red dragon qi was constantly wandering in it with the other six dragon qi, making the entire tomato egg soup present an incomparable beauty.
Jiang Cheng hadn't discovered it before, but they still had such a powerful effect.
Soon, Jiangcheng's tomato and egg soup was completed.
However, when it was completed this time, Jiang Cheng's body did not have an extra dragon qi, but on top of the red dragon qi, the color became more vivid.
"Alas, failure, it seems that you still have to use different types of soup to match this dragon qi. β
When he finished making this dish, Jiang Cheng shook his head.
Originally, it was nothing, just a casual shake, but in the eyes of Cai Qing, who had been watching from the side, he thought that Jiang Cheng had no confidence in this competition in his heart.
"Teacher Jiang, come on, you are the best. β
Cai Qing clenched his fists and cheered for Jiang Cheng.
"Huh?"
Jiang Cheng glanced up at him, where is this?
However, this kid was lucky.
After Jiang Cheng finished it, he didn't ring the bell in a hurry, but looked at the young man opposite, and when he was finished, Jiang Cheng rang the bell beside him.
"Okay, please ask Elder Zhao to comment. β
Zhao Feihong's president-level people are not responsible for adjudication, and they will serve as judges in the semi-finals and finals of the Jiangbei Provincial Chef Competition.
And today's judges are the Zhao family, the Lei family, and the elders of the eight major families below who came to taste.
At the same time, it is also necessary for opponents to exchange tastings with each other.
"I made this Thai pork rib soup. β
"My dish is tomato and egg soup. β
The two told each other about the dishes they made.
However, when their referee heard that Jiang Cheng had just made an ordinary soup like tomato and egg soup, he glanced at Jiang Cheng with contempt.
This ordinary family soup is also taken out to show off, is this here for the competition?
It's clearly here to play.
The elder of the Zhao family shook his head, first went to the pork rib soup made by the one in Tai City, took a sip with a soup spoon, and entered the middle of the room, it tasted good.
"Six points, it's okay. β
This Elder Zhao is lean, but his mouth is very tricky, and he gives a score after tasting it.
Then, he walked over to Jiangcheng's tomato and egg soup.
glanced at Jiang Cheng, and then at the tomato and egg soup.
"Tomato and egg soup are also used for competition, how confident are you?"
Elder Zhao shook his head and said.
"Well, it's the first time I've done it, please advise me. β
Jiang Cheng smiled and nodded.
"Tomato and egg soup is the first time you've made it? β
Elder Zhao shook his head as he picked up the tomato and egg soup with a spoon and slowly put it into his mouth.
In an instant, a hot temperament directly filled Elder Zhao's mouth, and then, the sourness of the tomatoes directly made Elder Zhao's tongue tremble, and when it entered his throat, it felt like he had swallowed a small, warm flame.
It didn't feel spicy, but it was enough to keep him awake.
It's an amazing feeling.
"Are you sure it's the first time you've made tomato and egg soup?"
Elder Zhao was a little unconvinced, but he still asked calmly.
"Maybe I did it when I was a kid, but I don't remember much. β
Jiang Cheng remembered that when he was a child, he beat eggs into the pot alone, but the eggs were all broken and spilled on the ground.
I don't know if that's the first time I've made tomato and egg soup.
But his answer was obviously not what Elder Zhao wanted, and then he gave him another blank look, and then scored a score of 7.
The score of the chef competition is not high or low, as long as the score is higher than the opponent's score, no matter how high it is, it is meaningless.
And immediately afterwards, Jiang Cheng and the young man from Taishi also exchanged soups and tasted them.
"It was delicious. β
Jiang Cheng didn't say much.
However, the young man bowed to Jiang Cheng.
Because he feels that although Jiang Cheng is young, he is definitely a master-level character, and the most ordinary tomato and egg soup can make him achieve this taste.
He was completely convinced.
"Yes!"
Cai Qing clenched his fists excitedly, and Ouyang Yisi also nodded at Jiang Cheng.
It's off to a good start, and it's a good result.
"Xiao Cai, it's up to you tomorrow. β
There are only fifty people left to participate in the competition tomorrow, and everyone will have their own opponents, and at that time, Cai Qing will not have such good luck.
"Don't worry, Mr. Jiang, I'm ready. β
Cai Qing was full of confidence at this time, and the key was that Jiang Cheng gave him enough confidence to face any challenge.
The next day, Cai Qing drew a number to face off against a young man named Liu Chunyu.
And Jiang Cheng drew today with Zhao Ji.
"See if I don't kill you in seconds. β
Zhao Ji looked at Jiang Cheng and gestured with his hand to wipe his neck, his expression was a little hideous.
And Jiang Cheng didn't see this kind of naΓ―ve method.
It's just that Zhao Chunyu, who participated in the competition, Jiang Cheng always felt that he had heard his name somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.
Zhao Ji used the secret book of the Xiao Zhao family, and then used extremely meticulous knife work to start making the boiled dried silk that he was best at.
Jiang Cheng took a look and found that his boiled dried shreds had reached the peak of entering the house.
It is also the only dish he has reached the peak of the house.
This is going to fight with yourself.
Jiang Cheng looked at this kid with a posture of victory, and felt a little sympathy for him.
"This time, Zhao Ji made boiled dried shreds, and the dishes at the peak of the room, I see that you are seriously injured, how can you use all your strength to fight him. β
Zhao Feihong didn't know which of them would draw a showdown with Jiang Cheng. However, he made the same request to Luo Zhenyu's rich and young people, that is, if he met Jiang Cheng, he would use the dish he was best at to duel with him.
It depends on whether he plans to fight to the death to win a game or honestly chooses to admit defeat.
In Zhao Feihong's opinion, as long as Jiang Cheng touches the dishes that have entered the house, he will not be able to suppress the rotten qi that he has left in his body, and when the time comes, his internal organs will be corroded, and only death awaits him.
What Jiang Cheng plans to do today is still to try a new dish, but it can be regarded as an improved dish on his other dish, pepper sesame chicken.
It should be regarded as a special dish in Nanshi.
Jiang Cheng feels that the boiled dried shreds with a light taste, with pepper chicken, will there be a different taste experience.
Put the chicken into the prepared pepper sesame broth and boil, then when you can poke it with chopsticks, scoop it up, add the peppercorns, sesame oil, ginger shreds, sugar, vinegar and stir-fry, add the pepper sesame stock, and cook the chicken thoroughly.
After putting the lid on the pot, Jiang Cheng began to sit there and squint his eyes and wait.
And when Zhao Ji's boiled dried shreds were finished, he immediately rang the bell in order to create pressure on Jiang Cheng, and then glanced at Jiang Cheng confidently.
I found that Jiang Cheng's guy seemed to be asleep, and there was even a smell of burnt paste coming from his pot at this time.
This made the corners of Zhao Ji's mouth show a sneer, because he thought that Jiang Cheng was deliberately looking for himself to go down the stairs.
Knowing that he can't compare to himself, he pretends to be asleep and makes others think that the dish failed due to a mistake.
In this way, others may feel more sorry for him than blame.
"Gongzi Jiang, your chicken is mushy. β
Zhao Ji walked over and patted Jiang Cheng on the shoulder, leaned on his ear, and said in a gloating tone.
"Oh, it's better to be pasted, it's better to be pasted. β
After Jiang Cheng finished speaking, he turned sideways, and then wanted to continue sleeping.
"It's time, the game is over, and both sides have to present their own dishes. β
Zhao Ji patted Jiang Cheng and snorted coldly.
Jiang Cheng lifted the lid of the pot at this time, and found that it was a slightly charred chicken and all black ginger shreds, green onions, which didn't look like a dish, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a piece of black charcoal.
"Elder Qiu, please. β
Zhao Ji took out his boiled dried shreds and made a gesture of invitation for the referee with his hands.
"President, Jiang Cheng's cooking is paste. β
The secretary walked behind Zhao Feihong and whispered.
"Asleep? How could this happen? β
Zhao Feihong stood up and said with some surprise.
At the same time, the content of the speech surprised several presidents around him.
"President Zhao, why are you asleep?"
The president of Tai City asked curiously.
"There was a player who fell asleep during the game, and the food he cooked was all mushy. β
Zhao Feihong said with a smile.
"Yisi, I heard that it's still your Xu City player. β