"In the first game of the second round of the Huaxia Chef Cup finals, Liu Mang of the Four Seasons Pavilion will play against Wang Yi of Yulanxuan!"

"Wow, it's Liu Mang! It's that handsome guy!"

"It's really young, it looks like it's not even 25 years old!"

"That's right, I've finally waited for him, he made puffer fish last time, I really want to eat it!"

"I wonder what he's going to do this time, will he be the chef of this year?"

As soon as Liu Mang came on the stage, there were many voices in the audience, and most of them were women. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Liu Mang himself didn't expect that with the progress of the competition step by step, he had captured the hearts of many female fans.

There is no other reason, in this chef competition where the average age is above 40. Liu Mang, who has a clear outline, red lips and white teeth, and a somewhat shy smile, is undoubtedly a piece of pink and tender little fresh meat.

"Born with a soft rice face!" "Wuyan once commented sourly, but he was beaten by Liu Mang.

Compared with Wang Yi, who was very nervous and restrained standing on the stage, Liu Mang's demeanor was very relaxed, as if this round of competition was just preparing to scramble eggs and fried rice in his kitchen.

Unconsciously, Liu Mang has grown to a height that he never even imagined. In addition to Lin Xiao, Luo Badao also has that He Donglin, this Chef God Competition, there is no opponent who can make him fancy it.

"Chef Wang Yi, what are the dishes you prepared for you today?" asked Yang Yan with a smile.

"The dish I brought today is 'Stewed Sea Cucumber with Gongtan'!" replied Wang Yi, who had a hooked nose and a pockmarked face.

"And Mr. Liu Mang, what about you, and what kind of dishes are you bringing today?"

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"Mr. Liu Mang, you haven't thought about what to cook yet, have you?" Seeing that Liu Mang seemed to be still thinking, Yang Yan asked.

"Well, I haven't really figured this out. Liu Mang scratched his head in embarrassment.

He prepared a few dishes, but they were to be used against Lin Xiao, Luo Badao and He Donglin, as for this Wang Yi?

Liu Mang had already watched the video of his game yesterday, and when it came to the basic skills of stir-frying and his understanding of ingredients, he was not at the same level as him at all.

Wang Yi relied on good luck to draw an opponent whose strength was a cut below him, so that he could reach the finals.

So Liu Mang didn't care, thinking that it would be good to play on the spot, but as soon as Yang Yan asked, he was immediately urged.

Hearing that Liu Mang hadn't even prepared the dishes, there was an uproar in the audience and the judges' seats.

"What is this Liu Mang doing? Others have been preparing for this competition for half a month, and he hasn't even thought about what to cook?"

"What a fool's errand! Do you think this is his own kitchen? I was quite optimistic about this young man, but now, hey!"

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"Mr. Liu Mang, have you thought about it?"

"Uh, okay, then I'll make a 'dry fried cow river'. ”

"Dry fried Niu River?" Yang Yan showed an expression of disbelief.

"That's right, it's 'Dry Fried Beef River'. ”

"Wow!" there was another commotion from the audience.

This is one of the most common dishes in Cantonese cuisine, and most people who have been to Liangguang have eaten this dish.

It is said that it is a dish, but it is actually a street snack, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is fast food.

Now Liu Mang actually uses such a popular street meal to cope with the finals of the God of Chef Competition? What is the difference between this and scrambled egg fried rice and instant noodles to solve the problem of food and clothing?

"Boss, why don't we change the dish, this dish is too shabby. The five eyes on the side also quietly persuaded.

"Why don't we do 'swallowtail dolphin sashimi' again?"

"There's no need for that, just win. Liu Mang shook his head.

"Wouldn't we be able to win more if we made some other high-end dishes?"

"Then you are wrong, there is never a distinction between high and low dishes! Pho is not necessarily inferior to that Wang Yi's sea cucumber! The quality of food depends on the skill of the chef! It has nothing to do with the preciousness of the ingredients!"

"But it's easy. ”

"Who said it's easy? Stir-fried beef river is a kung fu dish, it is easy to make, but it is very difficult to make it to the extreme!"

"Okay, boss, I'll listen to you. Seeing that Liu Mang's mind had been decided, the five eyes had no choice but to give up.

"Mr. Liu Mang, are you sure you want to make 'Dry Fried Niuhe'?" Yang Yan asked again.

"That's right, fried Niuhe, I hope everyone will like it!" Liu Mang said with a smile.

"What's going on? This young man is too casual, do you really think the Chef Contest is a game?" said one of the judges sitting in the judges' seat.

"Chef Han, what do you mean by this young man's use of 'Dry Fried Beef River' against Wang Yi's 'Gongdan Stewed Sea Cucumber'? One is a well-known high-end dish, and the other is a widely circulated street food, is this still useful?" an old man in Tang costume turned sideways and asked Han Shaobai, who was sitting next to him.

"Elder Li, you're just a gourmet, not a chef. You have eaten countless delicacies in the world, which ones are the most memorable for you?" replied Han Shaobai.

"Hmm, unforgettable?" Li Lao thought for a moment: "One is the 'foie gras' made by the French chef Bocuse in Paris, and the other is the 'mapo tofu' made by my grandmother in my hometown." ”

"Then why is a home-cooked 'mapo tofu' comparable to the 'foie gras' made by the chef in your heart?" Han Shaobai said with a smile.

"Because one dish is really delicious and the other is made by my grandmother. ”

"That's it, 'mapo tofu' can be compared to 'foie gras', so of course 'dry fried beef river' can be ranked alongside 'gongqing stewed sea cucumber'. ”

"Then how can it be the same?" Li Lao retorted: "The 'mapo tofu' I said is full of my grandmother's strong affection, and it is also one of my memories when I was a child!"

"It's the same! In fact, there is no difference at all!" Han Shaobai's expression was a little solemn: "In the eyes of a real chef, there is no distinction between high and low dishes, and there is only one word to distinguish a dish from high, and that is heart!"

"Heart?"

"That's right! Only by cooking the ingredients in your hands with your heart and bringing your emotions into it, even the most ordinary ingredients can be made into a peerless delicacy!"

Speaking of this, Han Shaobai sighed: "This Liu Mang is not simple, I also learned this truth from him." ”

Looking at Liu Mang on the stage, Han Shaobai's memory seemed to be pulled back to the construction site, the young man with a bowl of braised pork and a smile on his face, and said to him word by word.

Using the most ordinary ingredients to make the most delicious food, so that ordinary people in the world can enjoy the happiness of food, is what a chef should really do!