"Huh-"

"Who says that if you have enough ingredients, you can make good food? Otherwise, how could those ingredient suppliers not dominate the food world? ”

It's not that he just squirts when he opens his mouth, Wei Zhong is called the 'alternate noodle king', which makes sense.

He said expressionlessly: "Dahe rice is good rice, with a long growth cycle, and it is a famous rice that has experienced the water of the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and only produces one batch a year, which can be said to be the essence of heaven and earth." ”

"The key is that Dahe rice has a special texture, between glutinous rice and indica rice, and if you insist on classifying it, then it is a special japonica rice. ”

"Why do Geyang rice cakes have to be made with Dahe rice and local high-quality mountain spring water?"

Wei Zhong just looked at Xia Yu like this.

"Can't tell, can you?" a sneering smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "The judges questioned you because they knew that before making Geyang rice cakes, Dahe rice must be soaked in mountain spring water for 3 to 10 days!"

"During the soaking, the two merge, the rice grains absorb water and become moist and soft, and the trace elements rich in the mountain spring water will also continue to penetrate into the rice grains. At the same time, the water washes away the ingredients that affect the quality of the rice cakes...... Hehe, if you look at it from the perspective of the microcosm, there is also a special microorganism in the mountain spring water, which can be fermented in the soaking, so that some small molecules of Dahe rice disappear!"

Throwing out a full load of dry goods, Wei Zhong stared at the young man and left.

"So ......"

The eyes become sharp.

"How do you make Dahe rice and mountain spring water soak for 3 to 10 days in just one hour?"

The camera, the judges, and the audience all looked at the Summer Demon King.

Uncle No. 9 was on the side, wiping sweat constantly.

The uncle was also quite confused, his expression was half-blank, yes, how did the Xia Demon King make Geyang rice cakes.

Hearing this, Xia Yu just grinned, "Want to know?"

He pointed to the dishes on the table.

"Then try it!"

"Hmm-"

The judges turned their attention back to the dishes.

Original Geyang rice cake?

Except for the thoughtful Lu Qinghong, and the old man who has studied folk culture and is observing with relish, the other three judges unanimously have doubts in their eyes!

Geyang rice cakes are not tall and tall in the original flavor, they can be reprocessed and cooked.

Or is it better to put it the other way around, the original rice cake, the bricks are average, can you eat it?

Even in Geyang, the way to eat home-cooked rice cakes is to slice them, mix them with shredded meat, bean sprouts, shredded winter bamboo shoots, etc., and fry them.

"His hand ......"

Lu Qinghong has a keen insight.

She was looking at Xia Yu's hand.

These hands, like Wei Zhong and Ye Feizhou's hands, have a similar painting style.

It's not that it's fair and smooth, but there is a mysterious aura, and when the eyes scan the past, the gaze is sucked.

If you're cooking, these hands are the protagonists of the shot!

And.

During the tense cooking session before, Lu Qinghong noticed that this Xia Demon King, after the No. 9 student smashed out the rice cake rice ball with a wooden hammer, Fang intervened and brought the rice ball to the clean kitchen counter, just like kneading the dough, and continued to carry out mysterious deep processing of the rice cake rice ball, and it was the original power of his hands!

Compare the pictures of Wei Zhong and Ye Feizhou assisting the students......

The faint sense of familiarity gave rise to a terrible thought in Lu Qinghong's heart-

it!

Shouldn't my cooking skills overlap!

"Look again, taste it!"

Lu Qinghong's beautiful legs under the table were twisted again because of excitement.

Plain?

What will it taste like?

Looking at the white bricks on the plate for a few seconds, Lu Qinghong suddenly smiled, she didn't pick up the chopsticks, she stretched out two green fingers, picked up a piece of rice cake as white as frost, the wings of her nose approached, sniffed slightly, but the smiling face appeared unexpectedly blank!

"Boom!"

A deep mountain stream, a drop of mountain spring, slowly falls from the rock crevice.

The picture and the lake of the mind seem to overlap.

This drop of mountain spring fell straight into the depths of her soul, and in an instant, the female director's body and mind were penetrated by a rustic taste!

"Ahh

The hollow valley resounded through her long groan.

Grunt!

In reality, Lu Qinghong seemed to have broken the static picture, and the other four judges were squirming in their Adam's apples.

The stomach pouch was twitching, and the hunger signals came up so quickly.

"Sure enough, it can't be corrected to the authentic Geyang rice cake!" The old man took a bite of the white rice cake, and his hair stood upright, "It's not sticky or greasy! It's soft and smooth! The toughness is just right!"

"Here's how!"

The other judge exclaimed, his cheeks bulging high, and he swallowed a piece of white pastry in his hand in the first bite, the second bite, several bites in a row.

A mouth full of food, and it's also rice cakes, it stands to reason that no matter how good the teeth are, it's hard to chew, but this judge's expression is not a trace of reluctance, but he eats happily, haha laughs, "It's like eating QQ candy......"

"QQ candy, well, it's a figurative metaphor, but, unlike children's food, what I have eaten is a quiet Spring Festival, no longer sorrowful!"

One of the judges closed his eyes and enjoyed it, his expression full of tranquility.

Each judge is immersed in it.

"Meaning"!

Ye Feizhou couldn't help but cast an unsurprising glance at the grinning Xia Demon King.

"Sure enough, his dishes are on the same level as the Wei Kitchen!" Ye Feizhou was secretly surprised.

Do students matter?

No, almost invisible.

The seemingly simple two rice cakes are more like two Lin chefs, borrowing an unfamiliar body, fighting in the air!

Ye Feizhou was deeply shocked by this.

In a moment, another plate was empty.

A middle-aged judge with a high hairline, exhaled and sat paralyzed in a chair, the standard Ge You lying posture, and touched his belly while talking: "Who said that the Spring Festival is a vacation......?

New Year's flavor, quiet?

Whose New Year's Eve is not lively.

However, the other four judges nodded and smiled in unison, clearly agreeing. This is the trouble of the Spring Festival, and adults understand it.

"It seems like a simple rice cake, but it has a not simple heart, thank you!"

Voices of surprise.

The hostess covered her mouth in surprise and said, "That, that, please give your score!"

"Wait!"

A muffled blocking voice.

"As I said before, without special and efficient cooking skills, the 3 to 10 days of soaking time for the fusion of Dahe rice and mountain spring water cannot be concentrated into an hour!"

Wei Zhong's face was full of doubts and didn't believe it.

He didn't look at Xia Yu, but stared at a row of judges, "Did he do it?" If he didn't do it, how could he say that it was a pure taste of Geyang rice cakes......

"Shut up—"

But it wasn't Xia Yu who was talking.

Female director Lu Qinghong put her chin on her hand and said with a smile: "He did it!"

"Don't believe me?"

She made eye contact with Xia Yu.

Ha.

A small assist can be regarded as accepting, the proof is very simple, Xia Yu turned around and returned to the main formation, and then brought out a plate of rice cakes, then took the plate with both hands, and stood in front of Wei Zhongzheng, "Senior Wei dares to use it?"

He bit the word "senior" to death, coupled with the banter in his eyes.

Wei Zhong was angry and rushed up!

Rage!

"I'd like to see what kind of fairy tricks you have......

Previously, because he was also using cooking skills and focusing on assisting students, Wei Zhong did not notice the picture of "overlapping cooking skills".

However, Ye Feizhou has been paying attention to the Xia Demon King.

At this time, Ye Feizhou saw Wei Zhong's annoyed appearance, and couldn't help but smile bitterly and opened his mouth, wanting to tell the truth.

But at this time, Wei Zhong quickly reached out and grabbed a piece of rice cake.

"Wow ......"

A trace of bone-chilling coldness penetrated into his fingers, and expanded to the palm of his hand in an instant, Wei Zhong's hand shook, and the pieces of rice cakes as white as frost snapped and fell on the stage floor.

Silent.