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Bernard soaked the pigskin in boiling water close to 100 degrees Celsius, and Xia Yu did so.

Pork is boiled in cooler water until soft.

From the perspective of ordinary viewers, these two people move in the same way, but from the perspective of a professional chef, there are many more doorways contained in it.

Water temperature!

Bernard looked at the pork skin and pork soaked in hot water, cleaned his hands, and then glanced at Xia Yu's side, and saw that Xia Yu was also washing his hands and wiping them with a towel, and his face immediately sank, and he felt a kind of anger that was provoked.

"Imitation!"

This word was deeply imprinted in his head, making him uncomfortable and faintly unhappy.

"Impossible!" Bernard shook his head, his eyes frozen, and he regained his confidence, "The pork skin is soaked in water at 95 degrees Celsius, and the meat is boiled in water at 80 degrees Celsius until soft...... With a little more temperature, the texture and taste will be different, heh! The gap is in the details, do you think those perverted judges can tolerate these flaws!"

Eyes swept over the bench on the sidelines, and there was a pause on one of the beautiful female judges with long flaxen wavy hair, Bernal knew her, this is the great gourmand of the French food scene, Melissa, who is also a well-known star in Europe, once she is satisfied with her cuisine and won her favor, she will be her guest.

However, Melissa is the most intolerant of "flawed" and "perfunctory" dishes, and her comments will tell the chef what is the real poisonous tongue and what the most vicious words are.

At this moment, Melissa's face was not very good-looking, and her beautiful eyes were faintly annoyed.

Bernard knew that the anger was not coming at him, but at his opponent, the young chef who did not know whether to live or die at such an international competition, and was going to imitate the cooking of his opponent.

"You brought it on yourself, don't blame me. ”

Lowering his eyes slightly, he couldn't be too distracted in the cooking process, Bernard put away his attention, picked up the small bag from under the kitchen counter, and poured some fine grains into a clean stainless steel basin.

Buckwheat!

The faint aroma of the grain came out, and Bernard's mouth curled into a smile, washed it with clean water, and poured the pot of buckwheat into the steaming pot that had been set up on the stovetop.

Inside, there's a big pot of dashi!

This is a necessary step in the production of French cuisine 'black blood sausage', and as for why it is buckwheat and not barley, Bernard is sure that the judges will give the audience an explanation.

Pork skin, pork, and pork liver are cooked.

Pork grinding, pig skin also grinding, meat is not demanding, but pig skin must be ground as fine as possible, the liver is the same, Bernard did not use mechanical grinding, completely handmade.

About twenty minutes later.

Bernard stirs the seasonings and spices, minced meat, pork rind and liver together.

He uses a large, deep container to do this.

Then, the 'blood of cows, pigs, and birds' that had not yet coagulated was poured in, and then, when the heat was turned off and the soup pot that had been boiled for more than half an hour was lifted, the mouth of the pot poured down, and the buckwheat paste that had been boiled into a slurry fell into the container with a pop.

Stir!

Bernard was sweating, but the corners of his lips were slightly upturned, and he was obviously in a good mood.

"Good!"

He said secretly, "Every link is perfect, there are no mistakes, below, and then pour the mixed things into the pig fat sausage, boil for about an hour, and the black blood sausage is completed......"

Thinking of this, my thoughts were interrupted by an uproar that suddenly exploded.

What happened?

Bernard looked up blankly in the midst of the agitation, and then his pupils shrank suddenly.

Opposite side.

Xia Yu took a step slower than him, did not stir the mixture immediately, but stopped at this step, and from Bernard's perspective, he happened to see Xia Yu bowing his head and busy on the kitchen counter, with glass bottles full of spices in front of him.

"This ......"

Bernard was surprised, and a hint of ridicule flashed in his eyes, and he said secretly: "I understand, he wants to change the spice recipe, but black pepper, allspice, marjoram and minced onion are the spice combinations that I have accumulated with many practical experiences, and they are close to perfection, unless you completely overturn the recipe...... Rebuild!"

"But this is the scene of an international competition!"

Bernard chuckled.

"This young chef was unexpectedly bold...... Or rather, stupidity!

The riot at the venue was precisely because the two of them handled it differently in the final steps.

The front was obviously a mirror-like demeanor, but at the critical moment of mixing, I didn't expect the young chef who was chasing after the opponent's ass to imitate, and suddenly there was a drift overtaking at the corner, and anyone would be shocked, and their eyes fell to the ground.

"What is he doing!"

"Modify your opponent's recipe on the spot!

"This is a blasphemy against the international competition!"

There were doubts, and even scolding, and some people began to question Xia Yu's cooking skills.

"Hehe......"

Nagi thistle smiled happily.

Maas and Elizabeth were speechless.

Far away in Tokyo's Polestar dormitory, a group of friends covered their mouths and were stunned.

Watching the sight of Takmi and Isami sitting in their dorm room looking at the screen of their laptop, Takmi suddenly thought of the 'Full Stalker' Misaku.

It's the same imitation, but it takes a lot of time and energy to spy on the opponent's intelligence, and then he can come up with his own imitation works and targeted improvements in the duel.

And Lecturer Xia ......

Takmi's heart pounded, "Will he make it?"

"If it succeeds......"

The young man didn't dare to think about it.

In the picture, Xia Yu also started his own stirring.

The ingredients are mostly similar, including minced pork, pork skin, and pork liver, and buckwheat boiled into a slurry, but Xia Yu has something to say about the spice mixing.

"Black pepper, allspice, marjoram, minced onion...... This combination is too ordinary, isn't it?"

"What!"

Xia Yu chuckled lightly in his heart, with his current attainments in the field of spices, he couldn't see it without modification, "Knock down! Completely knock down!"

"Pepper, peppercorns, well, green onions and ginger are finely minced and open a little to remove the fishiness. ”

"Cinnamon, cardamom, cloves. ”

"What else?"

The dust of the spices was sprinkled while stirring, Xia Yu looked at the mixture in the container, and always felt that the color was not enough, "It's okay to put some soybean oil in the right amount, right?"

Thinking of oil, a flash of inspiration flashed in his heart, he turned his head and looked at Chiyo Aichi next to him, the hostess was stunned for a moment, and then stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "Chef Xia, what do you need?"

"Is there balsamic oil for cows, pigs, and birds?" he asked.

"Uh......"

Chiyo Aichi immediately ran off the stage in small steps, the director picked up the walkie-talkie to ask about the situation of the food warehouse, a few minutes later, a small box of 'cow, pig and bird balsam oil' was really delivered, Xia Yu chopped the fat finely, threw it in, stirred, stirred, at this time there should be a song of stirring to help the fun.

After the stirring is completed, the indescribable filling of the pig intestine is next.

Ten minutes later.

Several red blood sausages were curled in a deep cauldron.

"Click!"

The two opened the valve almost at the same time, and the flames scorched the bottom of the pot.

Half an hour later, the blood sausage came out of the pot, drained and cooled, but the audience's expressions were not quite right, as if they had lost their souls one by one.

Even Bernard's heartstrings fluttered violently.

Attracted by the darkness, he looked up at Xia Yu.

"What's going on......"