Use chopsticks to puncture the chicken skin to reveal the rice wrapped inside. At this time, the rice is steaming, and the rice grains are plump, exuding a sweet and greasy aroma.

The rice that Liu Mang stuffed into the chicken wings just now was obviously undercooked, and now there is only one explanation for this situation, that is, during the roasting process, the 'steaming' step is continued, and the rice is cooked for the second time.

"Luckily, it's my first time doing it, and I didn't expect it to be done so well. Liu Mang was also a little surprised.

Generally speaking, chefs rarely succeed in tasting dishes at one time, but more often they continue to explore and adjust the heat and time to improve little by little.

"Lao Liu, you have won again. Lin Xiao pinched the chicken wings, put them into his mouth and bit them, and sighed.

The skin of the chicken is grilled, crispy and elastic, and the chicken is juicy and tender. After removing the bones, you can safely chew boldly and in large bites.

But what is even more special is that the rice wrapped in chicken wings absorbs the flavors of red dates, candied fruit, and chicken, and is moistened by rum with moderate sweetness, which is even sweeter and softer, and bites together with the crispy chicken skin, making people unable to stop biting.

This 'winged rice' is a clever dish of half-cooked rice wrapped in chicken wings and steamed again during the grilling. If Saotome Tetsuya relied on skill, then Liu Mang used fantastic ideas to achieve the same goal.

"It's delicious. Shan Jian was already careful to control the desire in her heart, but she still ate a chicken wing twice as fast as usual.

"This rice, it's just right to eat it now!" He Donglin also praised.

If Liu Mang has just wrapped the rice that has been cooked thoroughly, then after baking, the texture will definitely have a sticky feeling. It is only after the second steaming that the chicken is brought in by the juice and the taste of rum that the rice is moderately soft and sweet.

Lin Xiao's shrimp meatballs are good, but they only follow the old path of Saotome Tetsuya, while Liu Mang avoids his shortcomings and creates new ideas.

There is no doubt that this competition between Lin Xiao and Liu Mang is not a competition, and Lin Xiao has lost the upper hand.

On the third day, the impressive French Chef Contest finally began......

"Chef, I'm a little nervous. Shan Jian pulled the corner of his clothes, looked at the brightly lit studio hall in front of him from the backstage, and said.

It was the first time for Shan Jian to appear on the show, and it was also the first time to prepare to cook in front of so many people I didn't know, so I couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive.

"It's normal to be nervous, I participated in the audition of the Chinese Chef God for the first time, and my palms were sweaty in front of so many people. Liu Mang tidied up the apron around his waist and said with relief.

"The game hasn't started yet, and when it gets busy, you can't care about anyone else. Lin Xiao also said.

"Come, take it. Liu Mang took a tall chef's hat and unfolded it: "Master Shan Jian, why did you choose to be a chef?"

"Because I like it!" Shan Jian thought for a while: "Chef, when I cook, I will devote myself wholeheartedly and do everything possible to do my best." I really...... Really enjoy cooking. ”

"Yes, because I like it!" Liu Mang's eyes looked through the gap in the curtain and looked at the hall outside: "Ninety-nine percent of the people in this world are engaged in occupations that they don't like, and they can often only be used as a means of making a living. And we do what we love and get greater joy out of it. Therefore, if we can stand here today, we are already winners in life. ”

"Yes, I've already won, what are I afraid of? Since I was a child, my dream was to be an admirable chef like my father, and now that I'm here, I seem to have done half of it. Shan Jian's smile gradually opened, and the tension in his heart suddenly eased a lot.

"That's right. Liu Mang patted Shan Jian on the shoulder and helped her put on the chef's hat: "One person is determined, and ten thousand people are invincible!"

"One person is determined, ten thousand people are invincible!Chef, I will do my best!" Shan Jian puffed out his cheeks and waved his fist fiercely.

After comforting Shan Jian, Liu Mang walked to the side alone, carefully smoothed out the folds of the clothes on his body, and when his hand brushed the name embroidered with gold thread on his chest, his heart suddenly 'thumped'.

This set of chef's uniforms was ordered by Li Ruonan for Liu Mang when he participated in the World Heritage application. The clothes are well-cut and very slim, with two rows of pure black buttons on the chest, while the cuffs and collar are embroidered with gold threads, and the back is a pattern of Peking Opera masks, which is very Chinese.

Seeing things and thinking about people, Liu Mang fell into melancholy for a while, and once again strengthened his goal, no matter how many people stood in front of him, he must also win the championship of the World Chef God Competition.

"Lao Liu, you're in a daze, it's time for us to play. I don't know how long it took, Lin Xiao shouted.

"Ah, is it finally finished?" Liu Mang came back to his senses.

The French Chef Contest is similar to some of the opening ceremonies in China, with some celebrities and leaders taking turns to speak on stage, making people fall asleep.

"Guys, this way, please. A staff member came over and beckoned everyone to walk up to the stage and stand behind the curtain.

And from the other end of the stage, an Indian chef with a thick turban on his head and a beard to his chest also walked to the stage with his assistant, guided by the staff.

"That's our opponent today. That Indian chef god Rawaka Bhahola?" Liu Mang tried to think about for a long time, but he couldn't come up with the awkward name.

"Hello, Mr. Liu Mang. Surprisingly, just as Liu Mang was hesitating to come forward to say hello, the Indian kitchen god took the initiative to come over.

"Sir, do you know me?" the Indian chef spoke in English, with a distinctly curry flavor, but he could still understand it.

"Of course, I've seen your performance in the United States, it's amazing!"

"Thanks, who are you?"

"Lawaka Barbara Peel, you can just call me Barbara. ”

"Hello, Mr. Barbara, it's a pleasure to meet you. During the time when he opened the hermit's shop, in addition to cooking, Liu Mang also picked up the English that he had almost lost when he was in school.

Liu Mang is already smart, and if he deliberately learns, he will make very fast progress, although he still needs to translate, but there is no problem with some basic conversations.

Neither of them spoke English well, but that didn't prevent them from gossiping. After talking about the weather in Paris, what time the shops close at night, how much the French love strikes, and so on, the workers signaled them to get ready, and the show was about to be recorded.

The two groups immediately straightened up, and as the curtain slowly opened, there was a burst of cheers from below the stage.

"Audiences from all over the world, the guide of our culinary journey today is Rawaka Barbara Peel, a chef from India, and Mr. Liu Mang, a chef from China!"