"Crying ......"

Singh deduced what it means to be in tears.

In particular, when a mouthful of lamb leg meat is chewed to a pulp, and the throat moves and swallows the esophagus, an indescribable heat rushes through the head, and the eye sockets are hot and swollen, and the tear glands are completely out of control, so the tears burst the embankment.

"It's incredible!"

Jin Tian Instant and Tulip surrounded Xia Yu's workbench, seeing Xia Yu put the second big leg of mutton on the dinner plate, Tulip's hand was one step faster than Jin Tian's instant, and his fingertips lightly tapped on the leg of mutton.

At this moment, as if touching the mechanism, another golden and charming flesh flower slowly bloomed on the bone and white ceramic plate.

What followed was the surging hot mist and strong fragrance, the tulip was the one who opened the door, but the breath hit her pretty face directly, she was so caught off guard, fine beads of sweat instantly oozed from her nose, her cheeks were dyed red, and her eyes were even more blurry, wanting to drip.

Witnessing the beautiful food scenery again, the old hunters around are all inhaling cold air.

"This, this is thoroughly cooked, and it is roasted thoroughly!"

"Flames, deep into the marrow!!"

The Mongolian woman Uzhina couldn't help but comment with a wonderful expression on her face: "Obviously, it is roasted with a fierce fire, seeking speed, and pursuing efficiency, but why does the roasted leg of lamb look like it is roasted slowly for two or three days? The color is too uniform, and the uniform ......" Here, she paused, looking for the right adjective in her mind, and suddenly a flash of inspiration said: "Yes, it is uniform!"

"The leg of lamb is irregular, with multiple sides, and it is blended into 'one', and all the heat is packed in this number!"

Uniform heat!

With his back to everyone, Xia Yu's eyes were slightly surprised.

Saying such a professional term as 'uniformity' is enough to show that this woman is not simple.

That's right, that's the uniformity of the heat.

In "Zhonghua Yiban", the hot chef Yakan grilled herring on the Yangtze River, showing a similar realm of fire. In the past, Xia Yu grilled herring, and needed to use the cooking skill of "Tianxiong Fire Wheel", but roasting lamb legs is not a large number of large herring, so there is no need to use chains, and there is no such preparation and conditions.

But no matter what, Xia Yu's ease of showing the heat of 'uniformity' is amazing enough, he can say in public that I am not weaker than the old Asian magazine, and even, when the Explosive Flame Cooking Technique takes a key step towards the source of the legend, he will surpass the demon of a hundred years ago!

The incisive interpretation of the fire shook the hunters, and the courtyard was silent for a while.

"It's not just the heat......

A trembling voice broke the silence, and Maria, the female chef, was actually attracted from her workbench and stood in front of Xia Yu's workbench, staring at the two untouched plates of roast lamb legs on the table.

"Fire is one of them, or rather, it provides energy for the blooming of the flower of flesh, but if it lacks the dissolution of the hard properties of the ingredients by fruit acids, as well as the meticulous knife skills, it is impossible for the leg of lamb to spread out like petals!"

Maria said firmly, staring at the leg of lamb on the plate, her eyes were full of shock.

"That's right, the heat, the knife and the pickling are all indispensable!" Singh looked up, and all he had left was a gnawed leg of lamb in his hand.

"Y-How many knives did you cut the leg of mutton?"

Singh took a deep breath, tried to control his appetite, regained his senses and asked, "I ate it, and you used a method similar to beating a steak to break the tendons, trying to make the legs of the rock alpaca soft." ”

"But, after all, this is not a beating, just relying on knife skills to achieve perfection, yes is perfect, you cut the thin tendons of the meat layer with a knife, cut off all the fine tendons, and at the same time, every time you make a knife, try to avoid other damage to the meat as much as possible......" Singh's expression collapsed, "This kind of knife skill that changes the ingredients deeply, but silently...... You're a monster!"

To sum up, Singh is nothing more than saying that the rock leg of lamb roasted by Xia Yu is original.

Flavor?

The chef is particularly sensitive to the flavor of the ingredients, even if there is a trace of loss, the tongue can taste it, and what Singer tasted in Xia Yu's roast leg of lamb is a shocking and magnificent perfect original taste!

Heat, perfect!

Knife skills, too, perfect!

"And fruit sour......" Maria, the female chef, bit her lower lip tightly, her eyes were full of mist, this was not a precursor to tears, but a close smell of the strong fragrance, trying her best to resist the impact of appetite, and maintain the most basic sanity.

"Strange, miracle fruit?"

Maria stared at Xia Yu closely.

When Xia Yu showed her a very gentlemanly smile, the silent answer made the female chef's shoulders collapse and lowered her face, "No wonder the fruit sour of fruit wine can break through the hard shell of rock alpaca meat in a short time." If it's a high-concentration miracle wine, my royal vinegar is a complete loss. ”

Then, the female chef swallowed and looked at the leg of lamb on the plate, "Can I taste it?"

"Please—"

Taking a fork and putting a piece of meat that had been separated from the lamb bone into her mouth, Maria's eyes suddenly dilated, and her demented pupils were dyed with a beautiful seven-colored color.

She leaned back, and Xia Yu immediately reached out to support the crumbling carcass.

In his right hand, he was holding the tulip that was already in tears, and his left hand was suddenly soft, and Xia Yu could detect that the two delicate bodies he was holding had a tremor and twitching.

What's that.

Xia Yu looked back at the non-existent lens, revealing a self-confessed innocent look, drugging or something, it's not what I want.

Wait, what about the next scene of the script?

……

"Ahh

Soon, the outcome of this competition has also been revealed.

Maria returned to her workbench, looked at the grilled net, a few scorched lamb chops, sighed and shook her head, "I lost." ”

There was not much loneliness and frustration between the expressions.

"Are you really still Lin Chef?" Singh gestured exaggeratedly to Xia Yu, "Are you sure it's not a dragon?"

"I'm Chef Lin. ”

Xia Yu laughed, "I also wish I was a dragon chef, but I still have a very important thing missing, just barely holding a key." ”

"Keys, keys. ”

Singh muttered a few times, then perked up, and said: "Good boy, you won, with your cooking skills, it's no problem to challenge the top spot on the Lin list, my side is convinced!"

"I'll pass on the information to you, where's the mailbox?"

Hearing this, Jin Tian and Tulip glanced at each other, and there was joy in their eyes.

Getting the information is not in vain.

About a quarter of an hour later, a jeep sped off the throttle towards the wilderness outside Ulaanbaatar.

In the courtyard, the old hunters scattered, and everyone returned to the lobby of the tavern, and they were sure to discuss this short but wonderful competition.

Singh and his team stayed.

"What?" Singh patted Maria on the shoulder, and when he saw that her cheeks were red and her eyes were still filled with a seductive glint, he smiled wickedly, "What, it turns out that it has been conquered." It's a pity Maria, if they stay overnight in Ulaanbaatar tonight, you might have a chance to climb into his bed......"

"Phew!"

The female chef shook her leg and suddenly became fierce.

The other two members of the team were also whispering, "It seems that the rumors of Lei Zhe's fiasco are true!"

"Sure enough, I said that Lei Zhe returned to North America in a gray way, and there has been no movement for half a year, it turns out that he was afraid of being beaten, and the chef's heart is afraid that it is full of cracks!"

"Speaking of Lei Zhe......"

Singh pressed his chin against it, and the smile on his face became more elusive, "When they go, they must clash with the food club." ”

"His cooking skills are high, but what about his fists?"

"Haha, the reason why the Big Eight of the Food Club are their own faction and stand on their own is not just empty cooking skills, I hope that kid will be more careful, if he dies in the hands of Lei Zhe, this backwater Lin Bang doesn't know how long it will continue to be silent!"