"Boom ......"

The stage shook again, and the boy who was pulling back and forth and pressing the bellows lever suddenly stopped, and the fire curtain disappeared the moment he stopped. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He looked up, and the camera was also pointed at the past, and it turned out that the water in the iron pot had dried up, leaving no trace behind.

"Chiyo-san, do me a favor—"

Xia Yu turned his head sideways and said to the hostess, "Help me add water, and I will stop when I tell you to stop." ”

"Okay, okay!"

The hostess immediately ran to carry the bucket, but when she approached the stone stove, she was startled back by the high temperature, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead and the tip of her nose instantly.

"That's it!"

The chef, who was still holding the lever, said that Chiyo Aichi retreated with a sigh of relief, and then, Xia Yu started the previous rhythm again.

Whew-

Whoop –

After about ten minutes, a pot of water boiled dry again, and Xia Yu finally stopped wiping his sweat.

Yuki Watanabe stood in the center of the stage and announced, "It's been an hour since the cooking session!"

"1 hour, that's enough!"

Xia Yu went to clean his hands carefully, and only returned after a while, put on heat-insulating gloves, and covered himself with a layer of wet cloth, and then went up to hug the hot 'rice retort', and put it on the ground with a bang.

Click.

Lift the lid and the steam comes out!

The naginatsu thistle, who was paying attention to it, changed drastically, and the moment the lid was opened, the thick aroma of rice swept across the audience.

"Smack-"

The fragrance of rice and the fragrance of the new oil are incompatible with each other, and the air flow on the stage is disturbed.

Xia Yu didn't seem to notice the sudden atmosphere, put the heavy wooden lid again, and then reached out and took out the first bamboo compartment.

The screen stops.

Time stops.

A whole page of rice grains looms in the mist, white and flawless, without a trace of dirt.

"It worked!"

The eyes swept the rice grains on the bamboo strips, which were distributed in an orderly manner.

Compared with before steaming, these rice grains have been fully ripe and expanded, lying quietly on the card slot, Xia Yu's hand movements gently, shaking the bamboo strips, so many rice grains bounced out, gathered in one place, and fell into the ceramic bowl, exuding residual warmth.

A white ceramic bowl holds a version of cooked "star rice" made of bamboo strips.

Soon, there were more than a dozen bowls on the entire counter, and each bowl was filled with about half a bowl of rice grains.

A grain of rice, the grain is distinct, and when cooked, it looks like a finely crushed white gemstone.

This scene has confused many people.

Both hostesses came from Nagi Thistle.

"Chef Natsu, why do you want to separate them?" asked Yuki Watanabe.

"It's very simple, pack it separately and let it cool quickly, after all, time is tight. Xia Yu shrugged and replied.

"Chilling?"

The hostess looked at each other in amazement, and couldn't figure out what Xia Yu's dishes were.

On the contrary, he is already looking at the dish of the hand-nagi-cut thistle, and he is re-frying the snake meat, and if nothing else, when the nagi-cut thistle is ready, a plate of golden fried snake meat will be served.

"What is he going to do?"

The audience is curious, and the judges are speculating.

With more than a dozen porcelain bowls on the table, Xia Yu turned around and went to get the other two forbidden ingredients!

"Jewel meat" Don't say much, cut it into dices!

The glass bottle of golden egg wash is not in a hurry to open. Xia Yu took a plate full of diced meat, did not turn on the stove, but brought the plate to the stone stove, found a long and large traditional spatula, poured the water shovel a few times, cleaned it slightly, and pulled the bellows rod with the other hand.

Whew-

The giant youkai's breath sounded dull again.

The water stains of the big iron pot dried up in just a few seconds, poured grease, sizzled, the bottom area of the pot was immediately oily, Xia Yu actually put a plate of gem diced meat into it and stir-fried, whew, the flames sprayed thin, and the flame snake danced wildly...... This scene of cooking against the fire made many people lose their voices.

In the distance, Nagi thistle's face twitched fiercely.

It can only be said that Xia Yu pulls the bellows and uses a traditional Chinese big iron pot and a big shovel to stir-fry the gem diced pork, which is really not in line with his culinary aesthetics. It's not anything to do with elegance or anything.

Seeing Xia Yu stir-fried diced pork, and then looking at the "star rice" that was steamed on the cooking table and was cooling, many professional chefs gradually woke up.

"Fried rice?"

"Rice, diced meat, egg mixture...... You can't go wrong, it's fried rice!"

"But this rice, this diced meat, and this egg liquid, will it seem tyrannical when used to make fried rice?"

"Who's to say it isn't!"

The crowd sighed.

Expensive ingredients should form expensive recipes and dishes.

Isn't fried rice too popular?

"Fried rice!"

The five judges also looked at each other strangely, opened their mouths, but they couldn't say anything.

"Haha, fried rice?"

Nagi cut thistle retracted his gaze, his heart was simply happy, his previous jealousy, haze swept away, if it is ordinary egg fried rice, then I'm sorry, wait for the review to taste his dishes, and then look at the public fried rice, I'm afraid there is no desire to put down chopsticks.

Think so.

Gazing at the snake meat that was refried for the third time in the fryer, the nagini choparian calmly put down the chopsticks, scooped up, and controlled the oil.

After that, five round ceramic plates are placed in front of them, and sections of snake meat are spread out along the center of the plate, and the bottom of the plate is spread with verdant lettuce, and the center of the plate is decorated with flowers and plants, and the color is gorgeous and full at once.

Then remove the lid of the sauce, scoop up the golden sauce with a small spoon, and garnish it along the plate.

Thereupon.

In the golden circle, the golden fried snake meat and the emerald green and colorful flowers and plants are more vivid and three-dimensional.

The rest of the sauce is served in 5 different saucers and placed in a corner of the plate. Nagi Thistle looked up, calmly looked at the camera, and rang the serving bell, "My dish is done." ”

After that, Nagi cut thistle and served the five plates to the judge's seat one by one.

All the camera equipment moves with him, and at this moment, this man is the focus of the stage, and he is also the dazzling star who watched the live broadcast with hundreds of millions of viewers staring closely.

The camera focuses on the five dishes, and there is an exclamation.

The pink and delicate snake meat suddenly becomes golden and clear, and the light flows on the crispy fried snake meat under the stage lights.

Golden yellow, shiny and shiny.

A strong sense of divine imagery arises spontaneously!

I don't know how many people are suffocating at this moment, Erina Nagikiri on the sixth chair, her hands folded and covered her mouth, and there was only one lingering thought in her little head-

"It's beautiful!"

I have to say.

The 'Tongue of God's worship of flawless cuisine, beauty and elegance comes from the indoctrination of the ghost father Nagi thistle.

As an indoctrinator of this concept, Nagi Thistle has brought this concept into full play!

"...... on vegetables Golden diamonds?"

The first judge spoke.

Luther, an authority on IGO research, had a violent fluctuation in his eyes, staring closely at the pieces of snake meat on the lettuce, and his Adam's apple couldn't help but move.

Adelaide, who was wearing a dress, an English man with the 'Reborn' Duke III, reluctantly looked away, spread his hands and said: "To be honest, I can't do it, it's so beautiful!"

looked at the black ghost father strangely.

Adelaide was shocked in his heart, he was obviously a middle-aged man with an evil temperament, but he cooked such a holy and beautiful elegant dish that it seemed to come from heaven, so that he, a puritan, could not bear to put down chopsticks.

"This dish ......"

Starr and Andrea of the food party took a breath.

"Taste it!"

"This is the art of despicability!"

Nagi cut thistle bowed slightly, and took a pair of black leather gloves from the pocket of his cook's coat, and put them on, so that his palm, which was so white that there was not a trace of blood, hid it. Few people pay attention to this detail.

In the guest seat, Jin Tian and Tulip looked at each other.

"His hands, did you touch the ingredients before?"

"Of course ......"