"That golden light is ......"

Xia Yu's expression changed slightly, his eyes blinked several times, and he focused on Huang He's hands again.

At this time, Huang He was using a transparent glass basin to wash the rice grains.

It's just ordinary rice.

Perhaps in terms of quality and price, it is much higher than the supermarket mass rice, but if it is compared with fantasy ingredients such as "Bliss Rice" and even the forbidden "Star Rice", it is far inferior.

So, it's not the grains of rice that are glowing.

Xia Yu fixed on the palms of Huang He's hands, and there was a trace of horror in his eyes.

It's so weird for these hands.

Obviously, he is the same generation as the old man, and he has worked hard for decades, so it stands to reason that even if this hand is extremely well maintained, it should be covered with cocoons. But on the contrary, after these hands are dipped in water, they are as tender as a girl's slender jade palms.

It is these hands, slowly and delicately, grasping and pinching the rice grains, as if treating the ingredients as a kind of life, massaging the rice grains, and being extremely gentle. Such a luxurious sword makes the ingredients enjoyable, and the more people look at it, the more weird it becomes.

What's even more bizarre is that a faint golden streamer circulates between the yellow crane's fingers.

Xia Yu's eyes blinked, the streamer disappeared, and in the blink of an eye, the streamer appeared, and so on.

It is worth mentioning that Lou Lin's "Tenglong Hall", which does not look like an ancient imperial palace hall, still has a huge broadcast screen, just above the Canglong Wall behind the judges' seats.

Compare the broadcast picture, that is, the picture captured by modern instruments and equipment.

Xia Yu was even more shocked: "Only eyes can see?"

The heart is pounding.

I found the same dead silence as usual, including Zhu Qing on his side, all of whom were concentrating on watching the cooking performances of the two dragon chefs.

Zhu Qing was not surprised.

You know, according to Zhu Qing's quirky temperament, when she saw the mysterious mysteries, she must have been the first to tear Xia Yu's clothes and bite her ears to share it with him, but now that she is quiet, doesn't it mean that she didn't notice the light flowing between Huang He's fingers?

"What's ......?"

When he found that his vision was completely different from that of other people, Xia Yu inevitably felt a sudden burst of heart, and a drop of sweat broke out on his forehead.

The halberd was in a dead silence, as usual.

The old man Xia Qing and Bai Yulou, the dragon venerable Huang He, have a wonderful overlap in the step of washing and washing rice.

The audience was silent, but there was a faint voice in the judges' seats.

"It seems that both of them are going to present their 'rice' dishes. "The old man of the Lan clan, who came from the New Year's Day hunting headquarters tonight, said so.

"Yes, they all chose rice, not glutinous rice and other special rice. ”

The old man of the Li clan nodded.

Yan Qi said: "The word 'rice' is also all-encompassing, including rice, millet, brown rice, japonica rice, and even sorghum rice, buckwheat rice, barley, etc. The most nourishing stomach is millet, which is easy to be absorbed, and from the perspective of qi and the five elements, it has the effect of strengthening the spleen, benefiting kidney qi, and clearing deficiency and heat. The most detoxifying is glutinous rice, tonifying the kidney, replenishing deficiency, strengthening the spleen and stomach, but it is more difficult to digest, and those with weak spleen and stomach should eat with caution......"

"Black rice, invigorating qi and blood, nourishing the liver and eyes, long-term consumption of people with physical weakness can play a role in health and fitness. ”

"The difference between brown rice and japonica rice lies in the depth of processing of rice grains. The brown rice is only peeled off the coarse bran husk, so the beige is yellowish ......"

Yan Qi said this, and was interrupted by a chopping noise on the field.

Bang!

Bang!

The five judges looked at each other in unison, "Bamboo?"

The old man Xia Qing was near his kitchen counter, using a sharp blade to slash a few verdant bamboos one after another, leaving only a knife shadow at a fast speed, only a few seconds, and in the basket next to him, there were more than a dozen bamboo knots of equal size and surprisingly consistent length.

These bamboo knots are not through the front and back, the old man's knife, fast and accurate, the knife falls slightly above the bamboo knots, so the intercepted bamboo knots are closed at both ends.

Then, the long knife was replaced with a small knife, and the old man picked up a bamboo knot at random, like a small knife for carving a knife, and drew a square frame on the surface of the bamboo knuckle.

Smack.

A piece of bamboo that was cut fell into the hands of the old man.

In this way, the first bamboo tube container for rice was made through fine knife skills. The equipment captured the faint smile between the old man Xia Qingyu's eyebrows.

Just like the bamboo in his hand, it is indifferent and dusty, which naturally gives people a confident aura.

"Bamboo rice!"

Hearing Zhu Qing's muttering, Xia Yu finally reluctantly withdrew his gaze from Huang He and turned his attention to his old man.

Look at the bamboo tubes that fill the table, and then look at the bamboo crumbs.

That's right.

The old man's recipe is already clear.

"Bamboo tube rice!" Xia Yu said to himself, "In the Chinese world, the earliest record of cooking with bamboo tubes is the Northern Wei Dynasty's "Qi Min Yao Shu", and the description of 'tube burning' in the book is that meat is applied to the surface of the bamboo tube and baked into food over an open flame. From the perspective of the five elements and qi, bamboo has the effects of dampness, liver protection and eye brightening, while from the perspective of a chef, bamboo is good for qi, can be eaten for a long time, and is good for the intestines and qi......"

Joke.

In the past, after studying the old man's Chinese medicine health and food codex, as well as the study of the way of the five elements, Xia Yu dared to take a selfie on his chest and said that he had no problem serving as a professor of food and Chinese medicine health theory courses in Yuanyue.

After speaking, Xia Yu frowned: "Bamboo tube rice is a big field, and each region has different practices. The most important thing is, does the old man use glutinous rice or japonica rice as the main ingredient?"

The bamboo tube is not important, at best, it is just a special container, the key is how the rice grains and ingredients inside are matched.

Hey!

Suddenly, Zhu Qing let out a low cry.

Xia Yu subconsciously turned back to pay attention to Huang He's kitchen counter.

After processing, the whole body of the crane was spread out on the table, and the yellow crane did not know when to complete the kneading and massage of the rice grains, and mixed some accessories that were not very clear, and then the open belly of the crane's flesh was stuffed into the rice grains one by one.

"Uh, this crane body is also a container?" Xia Yu was surprised, "There is chicken belly rice or something, but I've never heard of crane belly rice!"

"Ah, look-" Zhu Qing covered his mouth.

Xia Yu's eyes were also round.

Huang He stuffed a whole pot of rice grains clean, and turned around and fetched another glassware.

Full of pots of bright colors!

Crane Blood!

deliberately did not put salt to promote the clotting of the crane's blood, so about half a basin of liquid bloody red blood was poured into it by the yellow crane, it was really poured in, gurgling......

So, Huang He took the sheep intestine thread and took the shining gold needle, and his serious expression was like that of the attending surgeon who performed the operation, and little by little, he meticulously sutured the open mouth of the crane's belly, which was very fine.

Xia Yu blinked, and found that there was a flash of light between Huang He's fingers, and he was sure that it was not the light of the golden needle.

"Here we go again......" muttered.

At this point, Xia Yu probably guessed in his heart why his vision was completely different from that of normal people.

It's like he once had spiritual vision.

Now, "Hypervision" has undoubtedly greatly strengthened his abilities in this regard.

In other words, it is the eyes that determine the field of vision.

The other side.

The old man Xia Qing, take clean water, his face is calm, fill each bamboo with water, and then cover the bamboo piece back, and take the plant fiber rope around the bamboo tube a few times to tie the "cover" firmly.

At this point, the two dragon kitchens are only left with the final cooking step.

Almost at the same time, the old man moved the bamboo tubes to an oven, and the bamboo tubes were placed side by side on the grilling net.

Note that this is a strikingly similar "roasting" in the record of "Qi Min Yaoshu", which is broiled, not steamed!

In the same way, the yellow crane takes a hook through the crane's neck and hangs it in a charcoal fireplace in a hanging manner.

"Whew, Whew......"

The heat kept pouring into the audience.

About an hour later.

"Bell!"

The bell rings, announcing the end of the cooking session of the two dragon chefs.

Xia Yu couldn't help but straighten up when he heard the bell, and began to worry about his old man in his heart, "This yellow crane is really a guy who doesn't show his edge, such a guy who hides his edge and doesn't show his dew...... Can the old man win?"