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"These are ......"

Smelling the fresh flavor of vegetables coming from the porcelain bowl, the middle-aged bald examiner Mu Nanzhi and the younger Chen Zhen were all stunned.

"Porridge!"

Xu Liuyue was interested, looked at the food in the bowl, and spit out a word.

Gruel!

And this word also spread to all directions through the microphone.

There was a commotion.

"Yes, porridge!" the female chef nodded.

"Why do you want to make porridge with 'granular noodles'?" asked Xu Liuyue.

Hearing this, the female chef smiled, "Because, these 'grain noodles' are themselves rice-grained." In addition to the appearance, the grain noodles themselves are made from grains, so it's right to make porridge from grains, right?"

After she submitted her work, she was obviously relaxed, and she was so calm in front of the examiner and the camera.

"Interesting!"

Mu Nan's hand reached out to the tray, grabbed a porcelain bowl, put it under his eyes to observe, and suddenly there was a sudden look in his eyes. He raised his hand and flicked his finger at the lumpy, colorful ingredients in the bowl, "These are all ...... Noodles?"

"Noodles?"

Another male examiner, Chen Zhen, changed his face slightly, held a spoon, scooped some from his bowl of "porridge", and sent it to his mouth.

Suddenly, the aroma of pasta and a faint milky aroma grew in the mouth.

The first feeling of importation was not amazing, but the male examiner's face was entangled, and then he grinded and chewed with his teeth, and when those strange, colorful pieces of ingredients and "grain noodles" broke and mixed together, the male examiner's facial expression suddenly showed a different kind of surprise.

"A bowl of porridge full of childlike fun!"

After a moment, Chen Zhen raised his head and looked at the camera and praised.

"Huh?"

"Childlike?"

As if inspired by a word, Xu Liuyue suddenly grabbed a bowl and spoon, holding the bowl in her left hand and the spoon in her right hand.

Wow!

The spoon stirs the wonderful porridge in the bowl.

As a result, the lens that came from focus just happened to capture the irregular ingredients in the form of flakes, mixed with the boiled milky white grain noodles, and tumbling in the white porcelain bowl.

This scene is like a porcelain bowl, with a strip of colored horses inside.

This colorful match is so agile that it has an indescribable charm.

Meantime.

Another male examiner, Mu Nanzhi, slowly tasted the "porridge", just this first bite, Mu Nanzhi showed a refreshing smile to the camera: "For children, colorful and bright food attracts them the most." ”

With this comment, the camera swept to the crowd at the venue.

Not only did the children's eyes sparkle and stare at the broadcast screen, but even many women were sucked by the colorful match in Xu Liuyue's hand and couldn't move their eyes.

Chen Zhen continued: "The color and shape seem to be just the appearance, but if the inside and outside can be integrated, the inside and the outside are the same, the chef makes the food truly harmonious through craftsmanship and soul, and the so-called artistic conception of cooking will have an outline!"

Xu Liuyue also drank a few mouthfuls of porridge, then put down the bowl, wiped her mouth with a tissue, and bowed approvingly to the female chef: "You can tell me in detail." ”

The female chef explained to the camera a little shyly: "Actually, my 'butterfly porridge' is not complicated, granular noodles are the designated main ingredients, but it is difficult to weave wonderful recipes with a single ingredient, so I introduced a lot of natural ingredients, they are all vegetables, such as tomatoes, such as carrots." Then, using a juicer, the diced vegetables are squeezed into vegetable juice, which has its own natural coloring, and then mixed with vegetable juice and flour to obtain a colored dough......"

Hearing this, the audience resounded with an "oh" exclamation.

The audience finally understood why there were so many irregularly shaped little stars in a bowl of originally plain porridge.

"It's wonderful to solve the problem, with rich colors corresponding to the connotation of multiple vegetable and fruit flavors, the whole bowl of porridge is no longer dull from the inside out, and if it can also be given just the right kitchen heart, the so-called childlike butterfly porridge is naturally worthy of the name!"

Zhu Qing sighed in the audience, and at the same time gave a thumbs up to the female chef on the stage, "It is worthy of being a descendant of the Yang family in the dark world." The Yang family is famous for her sword skills in the dark and light worlds, and this Yang woman is hiding clumsy, and her cooking has not played to her strengths at all. Oh, this is the first round of the audition, and who will show what is at the bottom of the box?"

Clang!

There was another loud gong sound, and the female master of ceremonies shouted excitedly: "There has been!"

"The first successful qualifier in the first round of the audition has appeared!"

Lens focus chairman.

Xu Liuyue, Mu Nanzhi, and Chen Zhen held up their cards together, and on the sign was a square Chinese character:

Can!

"Thank you. ”

The female chef Yang Man bowed, her eyebrows were joyful.

She wanted to step down, but was stopped by Xu Liuyue, "Wait, Chef Yang, I read your profile, what are you currently doing as a kindergarten teacher?"

Yang Man was slightly stunned, and then replied with a smile: "More precisely, it is an infant nutritionist." ”

Somewhere on stage, Xia Yu heard it inexplicably.

The chef is a chef, and the hunter has any other work, so do you need to ask in particular?

If he knew that Yang Man was born in the dark world and knew that there was an important heir in the dark world, but he was shining in the field of infant food and cared about the growth of future generations, he would definitely be shocked and exclaimed-

What, the Qing Dynasty is dead?

……

Thousands of people can hunt, such a spectacular scene is not enough to scare Xia Yu.

Whatever the atmosphere is, Xia Yu only focuses on his cooking world.

A pot sits on the kitchen counter, smoke billows and the pot seems to be some kind of stock.

However, another stove has set up a steamer.

Although the professional fierce stove does not have the plasticity of the magic of the charcoal stove flame, it is stable and easy to control without effort. Xia Yu used the fire of the stove to boil water and steam the bamboo cages stacked in front of him!

Turning around and looking at the kitchen counter, a "granular noodles" sent by the staff before had long since disappeared and was all used in actual cooking.

So.

Is the "granulated noodles" in a stock pot or in a steamer?

Xia Yu laughed secretly: "There is a prize quiz!"

The other side.

Zhao Qi's forehead was sweating, he turned off the stove valve, lifted a frying pan, and poured out all the clams that had been boiled in the pot, leaving only about half a bowl of soup.

Use this half bowl of clam soup to make the sauce.

The sauce is mixed with the grained noodles that are boiled in a deep pot.

"Shrimp soup!"

"Shrimp!"

"And clam meat!"

After a few busy times, he finally finished the finish with sweat, Zhao Qi sighed secretly, and went through the previous cooking process in his mind, "Very good, no mistakes, perfect!"

He plated it, but his ears heard a soft ding.

At this time, a milky white grain surface, in a parabolic line from a distance, falls precisely into the deep pot where the grain noodles have just been cooked.

Zhao Qi looked over in astonishment, and happened to see Xia Yu in the kitchen not far away, waving at him.

Thousands of people competed on the same stage, the staff shuttled between them, the scene was actually quite chaotic, and the cameras were all attracted by the young talents who submitted their works one after another, and Zhao Qi came to Xia Yu's kitchen in such a grand manner.

"Something?"

As soon as the words came out, a tray was stuffed into his hand. Xia Yu patted Zhao Qi on the shoulder: "Buddy, do me a favor, do me a favor." ”

"Huh?"

A question mark on the forehead.

Zhao Qi looked at Xia Yu, and then looked down at the tray in his hand.

A sealed porcelain jug, three pairs of bowls and spoons.

That's what's on the pallet.

The porcelain pot hides a heat source, and Zhao Qi was secretly shocked: "There is ...... inside"

He was stupefied by his thoughts.

"I said, 'Are you going to ......?"

The words were blocked, and I saw Xia Yu smiling again, and put an extra kitchen table number-A998 on the tray, "That's no problem, it's right!"

As he spoke, he nudged Zhao Qi's back.

"Thank you in advance!"

Zhao Qi was completely stunned, until the emcee's exclamation sounded in the venue.

"Oh, oh, it looks like A990 is about to submit his work, do you remember him?"

A990?

Isn't that me?

Zhao Qi walked back to his kitchen counter with a dull head.

Then, Zhao Qi, who had a tray on each side of his left and right hands, immediately became the focus of the audience.

The mood at this moment is only understood by Zhao Qi himself.

"I'm so ......"

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