"Lao Liu, today's game is interesting, which side do you think will win?"

"I don't know, but I'm more inclined to Ryugin's side of cooking, after all, I saw their video last time, and the meticulous cooking method is really impressive. Liu Mang replied.

"What is nuanced, it's obviously obsessive-compulsive disorder. Shan Jian was a little disdainful of this: "It is undeniable that the method of Longyin cuisine is indeed amazing, but it has violated the mystery of food, and after countless tedious processing, how can there be the original taste of food?"

"That's right, we're chefs who are just natural porters, activating the natural flavors of food to awaken the taste buds of diners. If the fish doesn't smell like fish, and the meat doesn't smell meat, then what's it called cooking?" He Donglin agreed.

"Lao Liu, you came today for him. Lin Xiao looked at the stands and said.

"Well, our old rivals are here, it's not a pity not to take a look. Liu Mang stared at the man with the blindfold on the stage and asked.

This one-eyed dragon is Pingchuan Ran, compared to before, today he has restrained his previous arrogant and domineering character, and just silently stood on the side of the stage with his hands down, becoming low-key.

Except for Hirakawa, the other chefs of Ryuyin Cuisine all shaved their hair and shaved their beards, and at a glance, it looks like a gathering of monks.

"I now have our guest today, Mr. Hartwig Fischer from the British Museum. "The competition began, and the team of chefs from the United States was led by a tall white man named Mike.

Hartwig Fisher, dressed in a tuxedo, walked onto the stage and waved to the crowd.

"Mr. Fisher, what kind of collection have you brought to you today?" the host handed over the microphone.

"Today I would like to bring you a famous painting by Gustav Klimt in 1907 - "Flower and Plant Farm". Fisher took the microphone and said.

"Damn, it's this painting, it's too cheap. The others didn't have anything, they hadn't heard it anyway, but Lin Xiao screamed.

"What's wrong?" Liu Mang said in surprise.

"I've seen this painting, it's a landscape painting, compared to our last 'Sunrise', if you use it for cooking, it's much less difficult. Lin Xiao explained.

"Not really, I think landscape painting is more difficult. Shan Jian shook her head.

"You'll find out later. ”

Two staff members walked onto the stage with a picture frame in their hands, carefully placed on the metal table in the middle of the stage. Fisher stepped forward and lifted the white cloth that covered it.

"No wonder!" When the painting was displayed in front of everyone's eyes, Liu Mang immediately understood why Lin Xiao said that the difficulty of this game was low.

Because today's painting is colorful, painting flowers of various colors such as purple, orange, blue, red, and white, which makes people a little dazzled at a glance.

The theme of this painting is an ordinary landscape, and it is not difficult for the chef to match the colors of the dishes at all.

"Lao Liu, don't underestimate this painting, do you know how much this painting cost last year?"

"How much?"

"This number. Lin Xiao flexed his thumb and gestured out four fingers.

"4 million?"

“NO!” Lin Xiao shook his head.

"40 million? is a bit expensive. Although Liu Mang is now considered to be a little wealthy, it is really reluctant for him to buy a painting with tens of millions.

"40 million pounds! equivalent to 400 million yuan!"

"Scared! no kidding, do you want so much?" He Donglin and Shan Jian were taken aback.

"That's right!"

"However, I think it's just an ordinary landscape painting, it doesn't seem to be anything special. It was far less impactful than Gauguin's "Sunrise Impression". Liu Mang stared at the big screen on the wall and said.

"Please, Gauguin's painting is priceless, well, other museums won't put it up for auction at all. Lin Xiao pouted.

"Have you seen this painting on both sides?" asked the host after a while.

"That's it. Mike, who was nearly two meters tall and muscular, not like a chef but like a wrestler, nodded.

"We can too. The leader of the dragon cuisine was a middle-aged man in his forties with glasses, and he nodded and replied.

"Then let the contestants choose the ingredients. ”

"Hey, are they going to make dim sum?" Liu Mang's interest was all on Longyin's side of cooking, and after seeing Pingchuan randomly selecting raw materials such as purple sweet potato flour and bean paste, he said.

"It seems that they want to make the traditional 'Japanese sweets' of Toei. This idea is very correct, and the fruit in Dongying has four seasons, and different fruits are eaten in different seasons, which is very consistent with this painting. Lin Xiao replied.

"And the fruit? That's appropriate. Shan Jian also agreed.

The last time Liu Mang came back from Dongying, the gift he brought to Shan Jian and the chefs upstairs was the Japanese fruit made by Dongying and the fruit master. The beautiful appearance and dazzling variety all amazed everyone.

"It is said that Dongying's Japanese fruit was passed over from us?" He Donglin interjected.

That's right, the Dongying Tea Ceremony as we know it was sent by the Tang envoy of Dongying at that time to bring the tea-drinking habits of the Tang Dynasty back to Dongying, including the tea ceremony culture and pastry skills, which were deeply loved by the Dongying aristocracy at that time, so Wagashi has many elegant names, such as "Chaolu", "Yuelingzi", "Jinyutang" and so on. Liu Mang explained.

"I've eaten it, and the shape is good, but the taste is a little worse, it's too sweet. Like our domestic pastries, each taste has its own merits. ”

"Wagashi is originally a tea food that is used to accompany tea, and it is understandable that it is a little sweeter. Of course, I also deeply admire that they can be done as an art, unlike in China, where they are only regarded as a craft. Liu Mang continued.

"I can still understand the Japanese fruits, after all, their colors match the color of the paintings, but directly roast beef ribs, what's going on?" Lin Xiao's eyes widened.

Liu Mang looked over the stage and saw that Mike and his assistant were walking back to their workbench with a whole piece of beef ribs, ready to start pickling.

"I don't understand it anymore, so I might as well keep looking. Liu Mang smiled and shook his head.

The American Mike's cooking style is as strong as his size, and the whole beef ribs are placed directly into a huge baking tray, and the chopped onions and celery are sprinkled on top. The vats and vats of various sauces have been smeared, and the original color of the beef has been revealed.

"Smack!" Mike slammed the oven off.

"Now I'm not interested in Hirakawa's wagashi anymore, but I want to know what the beef tastes like in this way. ”