How so?

At the scene, in front of the TV, I don't know how many people were aroused by the words of the head of the Tang family.

Including the talents on the stage, they all pricked up their ears.

The head of the Tang family stopped suddenly, cast a terrifying look at the young man in front of him, and inhaled, "Say it yourself." And, it's up to you to say it or not. ”

Xia Yu listened funny, "It's not a state secret, it's just a delicacy, my improvisation." ”

"Actually—"

He stepped forward, picked up the spoon, and stirred the clay pot, the soup and the black beans underneath swirled with the spoon, and the whole soup had a mysterious glint under the light.

Putting down the spoon, Xia Yu looked at the camera and raised two fingers, "I divided this dish into two parts." ”

"Ahem, to put it in a more popular way, this dish is self-attacking and self-suffering, and attacking and receiving are combined. ”

Self-defeating?

In the silent venue, the atmosphere was suddenly weird, and many people had a smile between their eyebrows, but they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

"Isn't it a very popular technique?" Xia Yu shrugged, "I completely agree with the words of the Tang family master. As we all know, 'extreme taste' is a judgment point to judge the culinary level of special chefs, special chefs have the ultimate structure, and the means are often simple and direct, but 'extreme taste' has its inherent ceiling and cannot be broken. ”

"Therefore, no matter how gorgeous the 'ultimate taste' is, just like a beauty, if you taste too much, won't it become dull and unable to arouse your appetite?" Xia Yu smiled slightly, "My medicinal sea bass soup, is it based on the word 'Xian', like most of the contestants on the stage, to create recipes based on the word 'Xian'." ”

"But—"

The originally plain and undulating words suddenly aggravated, "The 'freshness' I use is not the immutable freshness, it is a weapon, or a key, which is the "attack" I just said!"

"As for ......"

The smile on the corner of Xia Yu's mouth suddenly had a hint of evil, and she turned around to Wei Qinglian, who was sitting in the center of the judging platform, "This part, let's ask our judges to explain it!

Wei Qinglian listened attentively, but she didn't expect Xia Yu to throw the hot potato with her hand, and her face, which had always been cold and unkind, seemed to have quietly crawled two imperceptible embarrassments.

"Yes!"

Almost from the clasped teeth, spit out the word, Wei Qinglian tried to keep a straight face in the focus of the camera, "Chef Xia also said just now, the 'freshness' he created is a key, then, the medicinal soup is the lock, imprisoning the tongue and body!"

Xia Yu and Wei Qinglian, word by word, explained the words "imprisonment" and "rescue" that had spread out to the audience before.

However, more doubts emerged as a knot was untied.

"Wait!"

"Attacking the same body can also be a spice technique?

"I'm a little clear, roughly speaking, the medicinal soup imprisons people's tongues and bodies, just like a small black house, an old driver who has been abstinent for many years, and he doesn't need to review what hard disk treasures, a dew point picture is enough to make the old driver eager and vigorous?"

"Yes, that's what it means, a full man doesn't know that a hungry man is hungry!"

For a while, there were all kinds of voices.

"Please continue!" Xia Yu looked at Wei Qinglian.

Wei Qinglian secretly hated, as a member of Baiyulou, her heart was naturally biased towards Ye Feizhou, this would be Ye Feizhou's fierce rival, in her own place, she was in the limelight and she had to cheer for him, this feeling was quite uncomfortable, and she was afraid that she would cry out with a cry from the proud golden peacocks like Erina and Alice.

There are rules for hunting, Wei Qinglian is the vice president of this session of hunting, knowing her work, she continued with a straight face: "I don't need to talk more about the lock of 'fresh', here, I want to focus on the medicinal diet part!"

"Tempeh and Gansa, tempeh and cinnamon, tempeh and star anise, tempeh and cloves, tempeh and samanai, tempeh and white cardamom......"

"They, combined in pairs, are meticulously linked, and each medicinal diet lock obviously has the effect of treating indigestion and loss of appetite, but why is it that the chaos gathers together, but it can catch people?"

Her brows furrowed, obviously Wei Qinglian was also puzzled.

The camera gave Xia Yu a close-up at the right time, he just smiled, and at the level of spice formulas, there was not much explanation.

Because, the spice formula is something in the brain, even if Xia Yu can dictate it with super expression ability, but if there is one that must be said, I'm afraid Wei Qinglian will also be confused.

Next, Li Quan and Wang Gong also praised Xia Yu's medicinal fish soup.

"Self-attack, amazing!"

Li Quan gave a thumbs up: "I said that this time I tasted 'fresh', how did I feel different, it turned out that your cooking works locked me up and released me, I was a prisoner and a rescuer, uh, which role did I play?"

Wang Gong's hands under the table were already firmly clenched into fists and trembling.

It's exciting!

"What a subtle technique!"

He was impressed.

Sea bass and salted tempeh, are spears.

All Chinese medicinal materials surround the light tempeh to form a shield.

The riddle is "attacking and receiving the same body", popular, simple, right?

However, Wang Gong thought about the hidden mysteries, and his back was full of sparks of unbridled cooking thoughts, which made him goosebumps.

What a free, uninhibited style of cooking.

Who said that the chef, or the cooking work under his hands, has to play a fixed role and the taste is the same?

A pair of hands can save a person, but it can also be imprisoned.

From the Internet, or watching the past game videos, after all, it is better to taste it in person, now that Wang Gong has tasted Xia Yu's cuisine once, his strong personal style is blowing in his face, and he feels that his nickname of "Young Demon King" is really appropriate.

Only the Demon King dares to be so wild and uninhibited, and his cooking thinking is completely unrestricted.

"Xia's!Xia's!" Wang Gong marveled at this declining family from Shuchuan, after ten years, I am afraid that I will be watched by the Chinese community again.

Soon, the first cooking work submitted by Xia Yu, the score results, were counted on the screen.

"300 points!"

"Unsurprisingly full marks!"

The master of ceremonies announced loudly, his eyes swept over the figure of the young man who had already entered the backstage passage, and hurried to catch up.

"Whoa!"

The audience stood up, including the three judges, Mrs. Tang and the head of the Tang family, and all gave applause.

Bite!

On the hunting list in this game, Xia Yu's name, with a score of 300 points, hangs high, and deserves to be at the top of the list.

Underneath his name, there was a blank.

The Chinese talents on the same stage, looking up at the screen list, their shoulders collapsed, only to feel that there was a mountain on their heads that everyone could not bear together, and their foreheads were full of cold sweat.

This is the first cooking work, and then I got a perfect score, so how can this be carried out later?

"Wait—"

The master of ceremonies was at the entrance of the passage and caught up with Xia Yu.

"Chef Xia, do you feel about continuing to clear the customs with a full score in this round of auditions?"

Hearing this, Xia Yu's footsteps stopped.

The overwhelming applause came, he didn't hear it, he could only turn to the camera, to the audience, stretched out his hand and made a downward motion, "Sit down, sit down, operate normally......"

"Uh!" the master of ceremonies seemed to be stuck in the neck, and when he asked, his throat was completely blocked.

"Woooooooooooo

There were young contestants on the stage who couldn't bear the pressure that existed in the dark, and they didn't dare to look at the list anymore, hiding their faces and crying, "It's 300 points again!"

"Such a guy, why do you still want to participate in the audition, he is already an international celebrity chef, why would he hunt the official to let this kind of person in, it's not fair, so why do we have to face such a terrifying guy——"

The girl's cry fell on the suddenly silent venue, and the spectators stood a group of roosters who seemed to have defeated the rooster, and all the flowers of tomorrow in the Chinese world hung their heads, and their faces were filled with unbearable colors.

The delicate flowers can't withstand too intense damage.