These professional and public judges present, throwing away all kinds of hairs that are obviously duller than those of Asians, one counts as one, when it comes to the understanding of Xiangjiang cuisine, no one can be above Guan Dasheng.

When he felt the obstruction brought by the second layer of crispy skin, Guan Dasheng felt that his heart was shaking, and he felt as if he had returned to the era when Xiangjiang cuisine was at its most prosperous.

It was the spring when Xiangjiang food was full of flowers.

In fact, the touch brought by just two layers of crispy skin did not make him pinch his throat and let out a 'oh oh oh' scream, the key is that when his tongue and teeth reached the second layer of crispy skin, the old wrinkled lips like chicken skin instantly felt a long-lost feeling of tightness.

The young genius of the mainland, who has only studied for two days, actually made this pineapple bun a 'expanding edge' effect!

Just like what Zhou Dong told She Yulong that day, because with the upper layer of crispy skin to help the pineapple bun shape, the area of the lower layer of crispy skin can be expanded a lot, and even to the middle and lower part of the pineapple bun!

When Guan Dasheng's tongue teeth began to exert force on the second layer of crispy, he could clearly feel that this layer of crispy skin was actually implicated in the whole pineapple bun at the moment when it was broken through by him, making the whole pineapple bun slightly tighter!

Although this feeling only exists in an instant, it breaks through the limits of Guan Dasheng's imagination, and at the same time brings him an unprecedented wonderful feeling.

Loose tight, tight and loose,

When the pineapple inclusions began to react in this subtle way, President Guan, who has always been famous for his poisonous tongue, could no longer continue to be reserved!

"Oooh oh......

Those rammed and stupid hairs are simply ruining Master Xiao Zhou's supreme food!"

I suddenly remembered the German pig king Ham, who was lined up in front of him just now, and this guy looked like a rice bucket eating pineapple buns like a rice bucket gnawing on pig's trotters! Guan Dasheng, who was wandering in the deliciousness, was angry.

This kind of emotion is actually not in line with his identity as the chief judge of the competition, it is more like a brainless fan who is angry when he sees someone ruining his idol's work.

If he wasn't old enough to run over and grab Ham by the neck and tell him loudly that you wouldn't spoil any other food than beer and roast pork in Munich, okay?

The idea of only two layers of crispy skin obviously can't completely conquer the taste buds of the old poisonous dragon, what really moved him is that he has just broken through the two layers of crispy skin and enjoyed the elastic and firm taste, it is the sweet taste that he thought the enjoyment would end here.

But I didn't know that the real high dynasty had just begun!

As the second layer of crispy skin was broken by his tongue teeth, Guan Dasheng subconsciously wanted to control the speed and reminisce about the wonderful enjoyment brought to him by this pineapple bun.

But he never expected that a glutinous, slightly sweet, sticky, rustling half-liquid and half-paste substance suddenly burst out of his small mouth, with a temperature slightly higher than the pineapple bun itself, and suddenly and very domineering rushed into his mouth.

Suddenly, a mouth full of quicksand and a mouthful of aroma!

This turned out to be a 'quicksand pineapple bun'!

And it's a real quicksand pineapple bun!

Guan Dasheng's understanding of pineapple buns is far better than that of experts from the mainland, such as Yi Zhiyu and Dong Qishen, because this is the food he has been exposed to since he was a child.

Only he understands that compared to Zhou Dong's quicksand pineapple buns, the quicksand pineapple buns on the market in Xiangjiang now and even decades ago are some garbage!

Those so-called quicksand pineapple buns or egg yolk to make 'salty sand', or mung beans and red beans to make 'sweet sand',

But no matter how it changes, it is necessary to seal the sand filling into the pineapple bun first, and then bake it in the box.

In this way, it is difficult to avoid the sand filling being absorbed by the pineapple bun body during the baking process, and the 'quicksand' simply becomes sand, although it can also change the taste of some pineapple buns, but it also affects the taste of the pineapple buns themselves to a certain extent.

These quicksand pineapple buns can't make the 'quicksand glutinous, soup-like paste' like tangyuan, which is also worthy of being called quicksand!

Instead of eating this kind of thing, it is better to eat ordinary pineapple buns or pineapple oil.

Although pineapple oil is very similar to the meat bun in the mainland, it is directly a knife on the pineapple bun and then stuffing a piece of butter into it, at least it is honest enough!

And Zhou Dong's quicksand pineapple bun really makes the sand stuffing flow in the pineapple bun and in the mouths of diners!

Sighing lightly, Guan Dasheng, who was sitting on the small round stool, spread his legs comfortably and began to close his eyes and meditate.

Gradually, he restored a picture of Zhou Dong busy in the kitchen in his mind.

A young chef stands in front of two ovens,

One oven is holding the pineapple buns being baked, while the other is being pressed to a lower temperature and is baking the fabric used to make the pineapple buns at a slower speed......

The young chef also closed his eyes slightly, as if he wanted to feel something from the vast void.

Suddenly, the chef's eyes opened, as if two lightning bolts had struck in the void!

The pineapple wrap that had been baked in the oven to 60% was quickly removed and placed in front of the young chef with a high temperature!

Knife up!

A series of cold light flashed, like a surging mountain of knives, shrouding these pineapple buns that had not yet been baked!

Guan Dasheng, who closed his eyes, tightened his stick, and sweat slowly slid down his forehead.

In two seconds, cut twenty pineapple buns, and make the opening deep and oblique, wide inside and narrow outside!

I'm afraid that only this kind of knife skill deserves to be called the 'knife of the divine kitchen', right?

Fifty years ago, he didn't have this sword skill, but thirty years ago, he still had to sigh to himself!

The pretty Chinese female chef is also a good hand, and quickly delivered the red bean paste that the young chef needed, the red bean paste that has been prepared is at least nine ripe, and the soup is still there, it is a real quicksand!

A steel spoon appeared in the young chef's hand, like a small bee poking into the stamen, with the fragrant and glutinous red bean paste, which was quickly packed into pineapple buns.

Then I saw that the young chef cleaned his hands, quickly turned on another oven, and took out the fabric that had been slow-baked to sixty percent, and the fabric of this degree of maturity was still sticky!

Like the most clever backhand baked cake master, the young chef quickly removed the fabric with both hands like a butterfly wearing flowers, and sealed the pineapple buns that had been poured into the red bean paste again in the shortest possible time!

Then put the pineapple buns in the oven and slowly bake them over medium heat until they are 10%.

So far, the real quicksand pineapple has appeared in the world!

"Amazing, amazing!

In this way, the red bean paste will not lose moisture during the long-term baking process and become tasteless red bean paste, which can truly interpret the meaning of 'quicksand'!

However, to make such a quicksand pineapple bun, whether it is hand speed, knife skills, or even the control of the oven, it must be at the grandmaster level.

Guan Dasheng suddenly opened his eyes, looking at Zhou Dong behind the booth with blazing eyes, no matter what kind of poisonous tongue he is, he can only be convinced at this time!

This kind of god's cooking skills makes people look forward to the food he will launch at noon......

***

After mixing a bunch of Zhou Dong's silk ~ socks milk tea and pineapple buns, Yan Yi ran back to his booth to check the scores.

After clicking on the scores, he walked around the Huaxia competition area, during which he also took the time to glance at the dog raised Jingzhai who was surrounded by many judges in the island country competition area, and frowned slightly, it seems that this dog breed will most likely become his strong enemy?

However, at present, his focus is not on the island country.

King Zhou Mian is really too perverted~ perverted, he came from behind in a short period of time, and he got hundreds of points in exchange for a meal early!

And if Zhou Dong still insists on cooking Xiangjiang food for lunch and dinner, there will be an additional 10% additional points, which is really terrible.

Maybe this meal at noon can catch up with Master Xiao Zhou, who is the king of the white case?

Yan Yi shook his head and warned himself not to have this kind of fantasy,

Just from the analysis of Zhou Dong's silk ~ socks milk tea and pineapple buns, we can know that this king of Zhou noodles is the strongest opponent he has encountered since he came out!

What he is asking for now is to keep a safe distance from the Chinese chef who is currently the third in the score.

As the world's No. 1 gastronomic powerhouse, Huaxia occupies two finals, even if he only wins the silver medal in the region, he can enter the finals.

"Patriotic, don't give any more number plates, serve it early until this moment, and we're going to start preparing lunch. ”

Zhou Dong looked at the time and decided to end the breakfast service, even if it was overtime, it would be deducted points.

This is an inevitable measure taken by the organizing committee of the competition to prevent some players from constantly obtaining high scores with their personal strengths.

Otherwise, if someone is good at making breakfast and serving breakfast from morning to night to earn points, then it is still called the Xiangjiang Food Competition?

"In just an hour, I got more than 120 points?

Lao Zhou, are you better than I was back then?

Yes, yes, it seems that the gold medal in the Huaxia Division is already in your pocket. ”

Huai Liangren looked at the score cards counted by Zhou Aiguo, his face was full of joy, as if it was his own achievements.

More than 100 points look inconspicuous, which is equivalent to eating Zhou Dongsi~ The judges who have eaten Zhou Dongsi~ Socks milk tea and pineapple buns only gave one point each, but an old player like Huai Liangren knows that this is already very powerful.

After all, it is difficult to adjust, and you can't expect the old hairy people with a dull sense of taste to be able to distinguish how many layers of silk ~ sock milk tea have, let alone expect them to understand how difficult it is to make a real quicksand pineapple bun.

There are even judges who dislike pineapple buns and silk ~ socks milk tea without curry, because in his opinion, food without curry is the walking dead!

In this case, Zhou Dong was able to get almost the same score as the number of judges from more than a hundred judges, which is already a super bull X.

"Only a little over a hundred and twenty points?"

Zhou Dong frowned slightly, this result was really not perfect for him.

"You kid should be content, just now my old man wandered around and found that except for Yan Xiaozi and the 'Cabbage King' from Sichuan Province, there is not much distance between you and the rest of the people's scores!

If there is no accident, the gold medal in the Huaxia Division is yours.

In fact, in my opinion, the gold medal in this Huaxia division is already full of gold, and it is not much worse than the Supreme Gold Award. ”

Yizhiyu has always been a staunch supporter of the supremacy of Chinese cuisine.

In his opinion, there are few chefs in those island countries, Smecta countries, and Europe who can cook at all.

What if it's a well-known dog raising Jingzhai? It's just that the knife skills are better, and you can cook Buddha and jump over the wall!

What else is the kimchi king of Smecta country, it's just a joke, when can you even make a kimchi king? At least you can get a rib or something, I heard that Smecta country's ribs are quite expensive, and ordinary people can't afford to eat them.

Dong Qishen smiled when he heard this: "I can't say that, Xiao ...... Xiao Zhou, you can't take it lightly, we still need a supreme gold medal for Huaxia Qinxing. ”

Zhou Dong smiled and nodded, needless to say, the Supreme Gold Award is related to tens of thousands of upgrade skill points, and he is more eager than anyone else.

Guan Dasheng stood aside and waited for a long time, and finally waited for a chance to speak, and said busily: "In fact, with Chef Xiao Zhou's cooking skills, this one hundred and twenty points is less.

I know best what these little guys in Xiangjiang are thinking, they are afraid that they will finish the points at one time, which is not only too subjective and unfair to other players, but also has the intention of continuing to observe.

Master Xiao Zhou's silk ~ socks milk tea and pineapple buns are indeed perfect, but the most critical scoring points are still in lunch and dinner.

Well, I don't know what the lunch prepared by Chef Xiao Zhou is, is it also my Xiangjiang food?

The silk ~ socks milk tea and pineapple buns you make are really gods, but in this way, it is equivalent to increasing the difficulty of lunch and dinner, but you must not be careless......"

Until this moment, Guan Dasheng was still immersed in the shock brought by silk ~ socks milk tea and pineapple buns.

In his opinion, these two things have been achieved by Zhou Dong in the realm of 'godhood' earlier, and he can't imagine what kind of breakfast and dinner can be compared to them?

People have a heart of comparison, if Zhou Dong's breakfast is just an excellent work that exceeds the standard, the pressure of lunch and dinner can be greatly reduced.

Now breakfast is directly a masterpiece, which is equivalent to setting a higher standard for yourself, and if you miss, you may not be able to get the rest of the judges' scores.

Guan Dasheng has been a poisonous tongue for thirty years, and now he is worried about Zhou Dong, if you don't look at his previous actions, he is simply a generous elder who cares for his younger generations.

Yi Zhiyu smiled strangely when he heard this: "I heard it right, in the past thirty years, there has only been criticism, and President Guan, who has never praised him, is praising our Master Xiao Zhou?"

Guan Da snorted: "What, are you not convinced?"

"Hehe, that's not to say,

It's just that President Guan praised the king of Huaxia Zhou noodles at the scene today, and the Chinese chef successfully broke the 'strange status quo of the Xiangjiang Poison Dragon King for 30 years', I think this news should be sent to the circle of friends.

Let the people of Xiangjiang take a look, it turns out that you, the Poison Dragon King, also have a day to bow your head and admit defeat!"

Yi Zhiyu laughed.

"Hmph, if you like it, you can send it, my old man is still afraid of being known?

But I lost to Master Xiao Zhou's food, and I didn't lose to you, a little poisonous tongue, what are you happy about?"

Guan Dasheng glared at Yi Zhiyu, and said in his heart that you and I are both poisonous tongues, why are you in a hurry to fry each other, is this interesting for you: "By the way, Master Xiao Zhou...... No, it's the King of Noodles, what exactly is the lunch you prepared?"

"It's raw fried meatloaf rice. ”

"What!"

Guan Dasheng heard that the old body shook violently: "King Zhou Mian, you must have been to the meatloaf restaurant in Shatin."

But did you know that the fried pork cake rice is not as simple as it seems, and even the one in Sha Tin can hardly be said to be completely authentic, because the most authentic method has long been lost......

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