Chapter Seventy-Three: Strict Wu Min
"Who is this, which chef can't even cook pan-fried cod, and still came to participate in this competition, isn't this laughing to death?"
"That's it, Meiranju, I haven't heard of it, it must be some kind of roadside restaurant. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info And you see how high his cooking skills can be at such a young age. It is child's play to dare to participate in this kind of competition. ”
"Joke, it's a big joke, I guess this guy should be a contestant in the Chinese God of Food Contest for so many years, and he can't even cook dishes. ”
The people watching around said one after another, after listening to Chen Ze's words, they felt that it was too funny, and they didn't even know how to make pan-fried cod and dared to come here to compete, they didn't know that the sky was high and the earth was thick.
At the scene, the participating chefs all looked at Chen Ze in amazement, and some of them had mockery on their faces. Indeed, in their opinion, Chen Ze is a joke, and it is ridiculous that he can't even cook vegetables and actually comes to participate in this kind of competition.
However, Wu Min didn't laugh, he thought about the question Chen Ze just raised: "This guy actually wants to use his mobile phone to search for fried cod, which has never had a precedent." ”
In the past, there has never been a chef who can't even do a dish, so naturally no one has ever proposed to use a mobile phone. Therefore, Chen Ze's request was the first one, and Wu Min was in a dilemma.
Logically speaking, mobile phones should not be used in the competition exam, but there are no clear rules in this competition, and even if the chef uses a mobile phone, it is not cheating.
So after thinking about it, Wu Min nodded: "You are allowed to use your mobile phone, but only this time." ”
"Great. ”
Hearing Wu Min's words, Chen Ze laughed, although it can only be used once, but once is enough. He quickly nodded in thanks, and then began to search for pan-fried cod on his phone.
And this smile on his face fell in the eyes of the other chefs, and the others shook their heads, thinking that they could cross Chen Ze out of the list of competitors, and they didn't even know how to do it, and they were so happy after getting permission, this couldn't be their opponent at all, this guy must be cannon fodder for today's game.
Chen Zeke didn't know what they were thinking now, and he wouldn't care if he knew, he happily searched for the method of pan-fried cod, and then started to do it according to the method on the Internet:
"Rinse the cod first, then soak it in white wine for five minutes, then mix the oil and black pepper, then put the oil in the pan, cook until medium-rare, then put the cod fillets in the pan, fry on high heat for 30 seconds, and then put the seasoning ・・・・・・"
According to the steps searched on the Internet, Chen Ze slowly made this silver cod, but although he had a method, he had not done it, so naturally Chen Ze was still clumsy at first, and even used the wrong amount of various seasonings.
"You look at the movements of that chef in Meiranju, clumsy, where there is a little bit of a chef's appearance, I really don't understand what kind of confidence he has to participate in this kind of competition. ”
"That's right, look at him, he actually sprinkled so much salt into it just now, can you eat this thing?"
"And the cod has been fried for so long, it must be old, and he dares to participate in the competition at this level, and I also admire his self-confidence. ”
Many people have been looking at Chen Ze, and after finding that Chen Ze was clumsy, and even the materials were wrong, they shook their heads and spoke, feeling more and more that Chen Ze was completely like today's cannon fodder, and it was impossible to pass today's game.
But the other chefs are okay, everyone knows that today is not only about taste, but also about speed, so they all focus on their own dishes.
"It's done. ”
At this moment, a person's voice rang out, and in less than a few minutes, someone had finished the dish.
"Wow, so fast?"
"It's done so quickly, who is this man?"
"Oh my God, that's an exaggeration. ”
Everyone hurriedly looked over, including many chefs in the game, who were stunned one by one. Logically speaking, it is impossible for this dish to be finished so quickly, but this man actually finished it.
Everyone looked over and saw that it was a man in his thirties, and the hotel he came from was not famous at all, but he actually finished it.
"Is it a dark horse?"
Seeing this man, all the onlookers thought that several people near him were also stunned, they were only half-done, and some of them were slow and didn't even do half of it. But this guy did it.
"You're done?"
Wu Min and the five judges walked up to the man at this time and spoke.
"Yes, it's done. The man nodded, smirking.
"Alright, let's start tasting. ”
Wu Min nodded, took the lead in picking up the chopsticks, took a clip of the chopsticks, put the cod made by the man in his mouth, and chewed it slowly.
As he moved, everyone looked over to see how the man's food was doing.
The other judges also nodded, and with Wu Min's movements, they picked up their chopsticks and prepared to clip this dish.
Suddenly, Wu Min stretched out his hand and stopped the movements of the other four people: "No need to eat anymore." ”
"What do you mean?"
Hearing Wu Min's words, everyone was stunned.
The man who made the dish so quickly also said, "What is my dish?"
"Pack your things, you can go home. Wu Min opened his mouth and said lightly, "You are not eligible to participate in the next competition, you are eliminated." ”
"Wow!!!"
Hearing Wu Min's words, all the onlookers were in an uproar, and everyone didn't expect that it would be such a result. This man was the first to make pan-fried cod, but it turned out to be eliminated.
"What, what does this mean? Doesn't it mean that you only need to make this dish first? I was the first to make it, why was I eliminated?" the man said loudly, looking a little angry and anxious.
"You idiot. Wu Min suddenly spoke, "That's right, this request is to test the speed of the chefs, but the reason why a chef is a chef is to ensure the taste of the food, which is the first element of the chef." He doesn't even have a taste, so he doesn't deserve to be called a chef at all. If you look at your dish, in order to pursue speed, not only is the sauce not adjusted well, but also the frying is also very cut corners, and the essence of the pan-fried cod dish cannot be brought into full play at all. ”
As he spoke, Wu Min pointed at the man and said, "Sacrificing taste for the sake of speed, what qualifications do you have to be called a chef? and what qualifications do you have to participate in a competition like ours?"
"This, this!"
Hearing Wu Min's words, the man's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he took a few steps back, only to fall to the ground. Obviously, he had been hit by Wu Min's words.
"So that's the case, it turns out that this person sacrificed the taste for speed, no wonder it's so fast. However, Wu Min was really strict, and he was eliminated on the spot. ”
"Yes, but he's right, the first thing a chef needs to do is to make sure the taste. ”
Wu Min was too strict, and his aura was too strong when he spoke just now, and he directly frightened that person. ”
The people around said one after another, and after hearing Wu Min's words, they admired him one by one and felt that he was really strict.
And the other chefs in the arena, after hearing his words, they all became alert, many of them also had the idea of cutting corners to hurry, and now after hearing Wu Min's words, they immediately abandoned this idea one by one. Some chefs even simply discard half-cooked dishes and start over.
The competition only really began at this time.
"It's going to be stir-fried for a minute and a half, and then pour the sauce ・・・・・・" At this time, Chen Ze was still facing his mobile phone and continued to cook this dish. However, because he was really unfamiliar with the dish, he often made the mistake of putting too much salt or other seasonings, or stir-frying for too long.
You don't have to taste Chen Ze to know that this dish will definitely not taste good. If you wait to be censored by Wu Min like this, I'm afraid you will be sprayed worse than that person.
"It's okay, it's okay, but fortunately, there is also the God of Food seasoning, and it tastes better when you add it. Chen Ze thought in his heart.
"I did it. ”
Just then, another voice came, and another person prepared the dish.