"Miss Anna, please take your time. ”

Boiling the wrapped meat swallow in boiling water until it floats, Liu Mang scooped it up with a colander spoon, put it into a small celadon bowl, poured a spoonful of clear soup, sprinkled a few green onions, and sent it to Anna's hands.

The meat bird's nest is steaming hot in the bowl, and through the translucent bird's skin, the pink filling is faintly visible. Inhale slightly, and the sweet taste of fish rushes straight to the end of your nose, making you can't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

"Be careful. Liu Mang reminded.

"Okay. Anna picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of consommé, and looked at it.

Different from the thickness of Western-style soup, the soup in the wonton is slightly yellow and clear, like tea.

"I don't know how to describe it, it's really ...... It's ......" put the spoon into her mouth, and Anna squeaked when she spoke.

"Well, this feeling is called fresh in our country, and if it is described in English, I feel that the word Umami is more appropriate. Lin Xiao smiled and said.

"Yes! It's Umami!"

Different from the deliciousness of mutton during the day, the freshness of this clear soup is more pure, and once you enter it, it instantly spreads to all parts of your mouth, impacting your taste buds, like a surging tide.

After drinking this soup, Anna scooped up another meat bird's nest, gently cooled it, and put it whole into her mouth.

When you bite into it, the skin is elastic and firm, and the filling is smooth and juicy. It's hard to imagine that ingredients from the same part of the pig's body can have two completely different tastes.

These two different textures make the taste of meat swallow three-dimensional, and you can feel it on your teeth and tongue, as well as every inch of skin in your mouth.

Taste it carefully, the freshness of the clear soup and the freshness of the meat swallow are combined, which makes people feel delicious and fragrant.

"It's delicious! I originally thought that the wontons I ate in China were already delicious, but now the deliciousness of this meat swallow is really beyond my imagination!" Anna ate one bite at a time, and ate it with great pleasure.

"Miss Anna, you eat slowly, we have a lot more here. ”

"Uh...... Good. Anna deliberately slowed down, but after eating two, she couldn't help but speed up her swallowing movements.

"Let's try it too. Liu Mang then ordered a few bowls and sent them to everyone.

"Although the general meat bird's nest is also made of pork into the skin, but if the chef's skill is not high, sixty percent of the bird's nest skin is sweet potato flour, and it always feels a little scum. He Donglin carefully tasted the taste in his mouth: "But the meat swallow made by Master Liu Mang, the ratio of meat to sweet potato flour has reached seven to three, and when you eat it in your mouth, it is fresh and elastic, which can be called a superb taste!"

"That's Xiao Dan's meat sauce is well beaten. All the tendons of the pork leg meat are broken, and the elasticity of the meat is played out, so that the best swallow skin can be pressed. Liu Mang said with a smile.

"Where, it's Master Lin's soup. Shan Jian bit the spoon and replied.

"Alright, let's stop flattering each other. Lin Xiao rolled his eyes and grabbed the frying spoon: "Miss Anna, do you still want it?"

"Yes, yes. Anna licked her lips with a look of unfinished expression: "I feel like I can eat such a wonton." ”

"By the way, Miss Anna, how did you and Lao Liu meet?"

"Oh, the last time I came to China, I was invited to participate in a dumpling party, Mr. Liu Mang, he ......" Anna swallowed the meat swallow in her mouth and said cracklingly.

"Flame dumplings, jade tea dumplings, okay, Lao Liu, you are very hidden, I haven't heard you say it before. Lin Xiao quipped.

"Where, that's all something I figured out when I first started. From the current point of view, it is not worth mentioning at all. If you want to eat, I'll make it again another day. ”

After eating the ravioli, Anna chatted with the crowd for a while, and then was picked up by the driver.

"Brother Lin, hasn't the list of the next round of competitions come out yet?"

"How can it be so fast, the first round has only just begun. By the way, shall we go to the scene for tomorrow's game?" Lin Xiao asked.

"Let's go check it out. ”

"Isn't it a little unsatisfying to win today?" Lin Xiao couldn't help but ask when he saw Liu Mang's lack of interest.

"Well, it's a little. I was expecting Paul Bocuse to comment on the dishes at the end, but I didn't expect to slip around the stage and leave. ”

To be honest, Liu Mang really didn't take that Indian kitchen god in his eyes today, and a large part of the reason why he worked hard to make that plum dish was because he wanted to hear what this world-famous old man had to say about his dishes.

As a result, Liu Mang's heavy punch was all smashed on the cotton, and of course he was a little unhappy in his heart.

"Don't look at Bocuse's appearance and spirit, in fact, his health has never been very good, after all, he is almost 90 years old. Being able to show your face at the God of Chef Contest is already very face-saving for the organizers. Lin Xiao slid the mouse, pulled down the webpage, and looked at the list of tomorrow's games.

"Tomorrow's match will be played by Italy's Alessandro against France's Marc...... Mark ......"

"What's wrong?Brother Lin?" Liu Mang turned around.

"Tsk, there's an old acquaintance, Mark Boris, it's good, it's good. Lin Xiao rubbed his hands with an excited face.

"Old acquaintance, do you know this person?" Liu Mang leaned over to the computer and looked at the photos on the website.

The Frenchman, Marc Boris, was about 30 years old, with bald hair and a somewhat cold gaze.

"Brother Liu, promise me one thing. ”

"You say. Liu Mang was a little surprised in his heart, because he rarely saw Lin Xiao's solemn expression.

"The next time we meet this Boris at a big tournament, you have to give it your all and slap him in the face!"

"This Mark Boris is amazing?"

"I don't know, but I'm certainly not as good as you. Lin Xiao scratched his head and replied.

"Then you have a grudge against him?"

"I can't count hatred, but I have a breath in my heart that has been holding me for several years. ”

"Tell me about it. Liu Mang took the teapot and filled the teacup in front of Lin Xiao with water.

"I told you last time that I was at Le Cordon Bleu in France, and then I couldn't stay any longer, so I was forced to drop out?"

"Well, I remember. Liu Mang nodded: "Is it related to this Mark Boris?"

"Yes, Mark Boris was the main teacher at Le Cordon Bleu at the time, and he was very racist. Seeing that I was Chinese, he vigorously belittled Chinese food in front of me. Later, I couldn't get angry, so I had a conflict with him, and finally I was forced to leave. ”

"Okay, if we meet in the game, I'll help you get revenge. Liu Mang picked up the teacup and lightly touched the teacup in Lin Xiao's hand: "Then tomorrow's game, shall we still watch it?"

"Why don't you go?" Lin Xiao picked up the teacup and drank it all: "Just take a look, see what level my old acquaintance is now." ”