Hearing this, Cheng Hao was slightly stunned.

In fact, he was ready to be ridiculed by Song Zixuan today.

After two days of thinking, he decided to try to recover his life and join the East Academy.

But his previous attitude towards Song Zixuan ...... He himself understands that it may not be easy to be forgiven or tolerated.

But seeing Song Zixuan accept himself so simply, he really didn't expect it.

I already felt that Song Zixuan had some real skills, but now it made Song Zixuan's image in his heart a little taller.

"Instructor, I ......"

Cheng Hao was obviously still a little embarrassed, after all, he and Song Zixuan didn't even say sorry......

"Let's get started, I'll make a list, you go get the ingredients, or we'll be left behind." ”

Song Zixuan smiled, said, and immediately began to write a list of ingredients.

On the other hand, because Yang Junye arrived in advance, he had already made a list, and the assistant had already gone to pick up the ingredients.

About three minutes, Song Zixuan also made a list of ingredients, but Cheng Hao couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the content on the list.

"Instructor, this ...... Are you going to compete with pasta?"

In the Chinese culinary world, noodle is a specialty.

After all, unlike the West, which is dominated by bread and pizza, Chinese noodles have the iconic buns, dumplings, noodles and pies.

Undoubtedly, these pasta delicacies have always been a great attraction to Chinese people and even foreigners.

But in food competitions or competitions, pasta is very disadvantaged.

The bonus for pasta is far less than a dish with a full range of colors and flavors.

So Cheng Hao didn't know why Song Zixuan chose noodles to compete with Yang Junye.

How sure is that? Or is it...... Song Zixuan is simply despising Yang Junye?

Song Zixuan smiled: "Just do it." ”

"Yes!"

In about ten minutes, Cheng Hao also walked back to the square with the food bag.

At this time, Yang Junye had already begun to process the ingredients, and in terms of cooking progress, Song Zixuan was already lagging behind.

Song Zixuan noticed that Yang Junye asked the assistant to take a leg of mutton, a lamb chop, and more than ten kinds of ingredients.

However, from now on, Song Zixuan can't see what the other party is going to do, so he can only judge that the main ingredient is a leg of mutton.

After all, the Chinese people, especially in Xinjiang and Mongolia, have a lot of ways to eat mutton.

At this time, Yang Junye deboned and cut the leg of mutton, and the same was true for the lamb chops.

At the same time, the oil in the pan has already begun to heat up.

Seeing this, Song Zixuan nodded slowly, on the surface, it seemed that he was going to fry the mutton, but the stew pot next to him was there, presumably he was going to fry it first and then stew, it was not simple.

At this time, Cheng Hao had already listed the ingredients in order and said, "Instructor, let's start." ”

Song Zixuan nodded, and immediately looked at the ingredients in front of him.

Ordinary flour, chives, beef, eggs, as well as condiments and Chinese medicinal herbs.

Looking at these materials, Cheng Hao asked, "Instructor, I really don't understand, make pasta...... Why do you want to list a few Chinese herbs?"

"When used in the filling, it will definitely affect the flavor of the meat, but when it is put in flour...... It's even more unlikely. ”

Song Zixuan smiled when he heard this, and immediately glanced at Fang Rui outside the tent.

Immediately, Fang Rui walked in with a green iron pot.

And he also has a matching frying spoon in his hand, which is also made of green iron.

Seeing this set of kitchenware, although there is no pot lid, it still attracts the attention of many people.

After all, green iron kitchenware is scarce, and this green iron pot is exquisitely made and extremely old, so it is obviously not a currency made in contemporary times.

"Hey, this instructor of the East Courtyard can do it, Qingtie kitchenware!"

"yes, look at his green iron pot...... It's different from what we used to see in our academy, it's so beautiful. ”

"Rare iron kitchenware, originally old, not only looks with a kind of vicissitudes, but also in cooking can also provide a great guarantee for the deliciousness of the ingredients. ”

"You're right, but...... That teacher in the East Courtyard seems to be making pasta, what are you doing with a wok?"

"Hahaha, he's not going to fry stuffing, is he?"

"I've heard of that, but even if it's fried stuffing, it's too simple, right?"

"That's it, Instructor Yang's dish doesn't look simple, he won't be planning to make a bun and win, right?"

As soon as he said this, the crowd burst into laughter.

When the people in Class 6 heard the ridicule, they all immediately frowned and clenched their fists.

You must know that they are completely convinced of Song Zixuan now, let alone facing Yang Junye, even if it is Long Riyue, they also support Song Zixuan.

Merely...... Looking at Song Zixuan's posture of making pasta, in fact, they have no bottom in their hearts.

After all, in the food competition, the pasta is too bad.

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Cheng Huaili, Wang Wei and Ling Zhen looked at the situation in the square from the projection screen.

This was also specially prepared for Ling Zhen, after all, the old man couldn't be allowed to go to the playground to watch it in person.

"This kid, how do you make pasta?" Cheng Huaili said.

"Yes, as a layman, I know that cold dishes and pasta in food competitions are very disadvantageous. ”

Wang Wei said worriedly.

Ling Zhen looked confident.

"I know Zixuan, this kid never pays attention to rules, but ...... But he never does anything he is not sure of. ”

"But...... This is too contrary to the common law, right? noodles, steamed buns, dumplings, this is all a loss, Yang Junye's side must be magnifying the move. Cheng Huaili said.

Ling Zhen smiled slightly: "Wait and see, have you seen the green iron pot that Zi Xuan brought? ”

"Leave a hand, Elder Ling, Zixuan can take out all the kitchenware for the housekeeping. ”

"Haha, look after the kitchen utensils, you guys underestimate him too much. ”

Ling Zhen said, leaning back on the sofa, he knew that even if Song Zixuan didn't make the Ziyun Iron he gave him into kitchenware, there must be more precious kitchenware.

A set of old green iron, to ordinary people, it is simply a heaven-level existence, but for Song Zixuan......

Never.

In the venue, Yang Junye also noticed Song Zixuan's kitchenware, and couldn't help but light up.

Green Iron?Old?

This guy actually has such a treasure?

Hmph, so what, no matter how good the kitchenware is, there is no way to hide your low cooking skills.

Pasta...... Do you want to win me by steaming steamed buns?

Thinking of this, Yang Junye showed a confident smile.

But at this moment, I saw Song Zixuan directly start a fire, and there was no oil in the pot.

I saw him put a handful of powder into the pot and start stir-frying.

Seeing this, many people were stunned, not knowing what kind of medicine Song Zixuan was selling in this gourd.

Only Li Yan in the crowd couldn't help frowning, and soon, his brows stretched and a smile was revealed.

"No wonder the second master refused me to tell him the secret recipe for roasting wheat, he would have dared to love him a long time ago, worthy of the second master!"

The powder that Song Zixuan put into the pot was the traditional Chinese medicine powder that Cheng Hao had milled out for him, as for the collocation and proportion, Cheng Hao couldn't figure it out, he just felt strange and fried noodles with medicinal herbs...... Unheard.

When the powder in the pot was fragrant, Song Zixuan began to add flour.

When frying flour, Song Zixuan did not pour it in one go, but little by little.

In this way, the powder can be better stir-fried and the effects of the herbs can gradually enter the flour.

Seeing this scene, Ling Zhen smiled slightly: "The essence of pasta, this kid ...... It's not easy. ”

"Hmm, Ling Lao, what does this mean? Song Zixuan is actually frying flour?"

"Hehe, it's plain flour on the surface, but when it comes out of the pot, it's not. ”

......

In about three or four minutes, Song Zixuan poured out all the flour.

Since the powder has been completely integrated into the flour, the whole flour has a light yellow color.

Next, Song Zixuan began to adjust the stuffing.

The preparation of the filling, Song Zixuan instructed Cheng Hao to use a rolling pin to beat the meat filling constantly when he was frying the flour.

At this time, the softness and toughness of the meat filling have been improved several times.

Song Zixuan immediately added several seasonings and seasoning oils, and then began to stir.

He didn't stir for a long time, as he usually does, until the chopsticks stood upright, but stirred for more than a minute, and then poured all the stuffing into the pot.

Seeing this scene, the already stunned audience was even more dumbfounded.

What is he going to do when the noodles are finished and the stuffing is fried?

In fact, everyone is more confused about the fried noodles, at least at their level, they never know that the noodles need to be fried before they are cooked.

As for stir-fried stuffing, it's not unusual for many pasta dishes to be cooked filling.

However, Song Zixuan's next move really made everyone confused, just fry the stuffing, and get it to five maturity...... It's out of the pot again.

Song Zixuan smiled and said, "Cheng Hao, have you reconciled?"

"Okay, instructor, hot water and noodles, it's still a little hot. ”

"It's okay, spread the flour and get ready to make the skin. ”

"Yes!"

Song Zixuan poured out the stuffing and put the bean flour he carried, which not only kept the beef fresh and tender, but also played a role in enhancing the flavor.

Add shallots, soybean flour and sesame oil to the half-cooked filling and stir again.

At this time, Yang Junye on the other side cut the fried meat again and cut it all into small pieces.

But even small pieces of meat are twice the size of lamb kebabs.

Then he asked his assistant to start skewering the skewers, while he began to boil the soup in a saucepan.

While boiling the soup, he looked at Song Zixuan's side.

Yang Junye couldn't help frowning: "Do you really want to make buns? It's too...... This guy is a layman!"

But Song Zixuan started to make buns on his own.

Although he could hear a lot of chatter in the crowd, he never looked up and cooked the food in front of him.

Maybe because he had just watched "Jiang Yunlu", he didn't plan to suppress Yang Junye with dishes like Wudao Soup and Doulongmen.

Instead, I couldn't help but want to make pasta, especially if I wanted to try the dough without Quanming mangosteen gum.

Soon, Song Zixuan wrapped more than a dozen buns.

After all, it's a food competition, and there's no need to make too much, you just need to let the judges eat it.

Arrange the buns and steam them in the pot.

But at this time, Yang Junye had already put the skewered meat skewers into the pot.

"Ready!"

"Cold pot East goat!"

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