The pot of 'Northeast Stew' on the table was bubbling hot. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The color combination of various dishes is not bad, red tomatoes, green lentils, yellow potatoes, purple eggplants...

It's just that these ingredients are wrapped in a brown sauce, and the appearance is invisibly discounted.

The judges' complaints were not unreasonable, even if they were served in obsidian containers. This 'Northeast stew' still looks a little chilly.

"Let's try it, this 'Northeast Stew' has to be eaten while it's hot!" Seeing that the judges were stunned, Tan Shi greeted with some embarrassment.

He knew very well in his heart that the dish had been a complete failure, because the judges could not eat it just because of its appearance.

Who are these judges? Either some celebrities with high eyes, or some gourmets with discerning tastes, and even some masters like him, who have been cooking for many years.

With their eyes, how can they look at a dish that makes people lose their appetite just by looking at it?

This young man has miscalculated a little today!

"Okay, let me taste the first chopsticks first!" Seeing that the judges didn't move, Tan Shi smiled bitterly.

He is also from a bitter background, and he has eaten big pot dishes before, and he has not been contaminated with the stinky temper of these precious judges.

Even after being stewed, the lentils remain green in color, which shows the chef's control over the heat. ”

Tan Shi stretched out his chopsticks and picked up a lentil, looked at it, and thought secretly in his heart, then blew on it, put it in his mouth and bit it gently.

"Huh, what fresh lentils!" Tan Shi couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

The lentils were wrapped in sauce, and the juice inside splashed out immediately with the fit of the teeth.

This juice is made from lentils, and it is completely natural, very refreshing, and mixed with the taste of the miso in the mouth, it produces a wonderful umami taste.

The feeling, like when he was a child, was fed lentils by his father for the first time, and it was full of novelty.

After eating the lentils, Tan Shi picked up another piece of eggplant and put it in his mouth.

Unlike He Donglin's eggplant, Liu Mang uses eggplant that is already ripe. After simmering in a pot, the eggplant looks a little wilted and soft.

Because it was full of absorbing the soup in the pot, after putting it in his mouth, the eggplant looked a little hot, so that Tan Shi couldn't help but take two big breaths.

But it is precisely because of this hotness that the umami in the soup is completely activated in the mouth.

After a few smacks, the softness of the eggplant flesh and the toughness of the eggplant skin, the two different tastes are intertwined, which makes Tan Shi feel for the first time that eggplant can also be stewed with this taste?

"It's so delicious that it tears up!" Tan Shi felt that only this sentence could express his feelings at the moment.

"Brother Tan Shi, is it really that delicious?" Han Shaobai was surprised and picked up his chopsticks.

"Taste it, taste it!" Tan Shi then stuffed a potato into his mouth, and his speech was slurred.

Han Shaobai half-believed and put a lentil into his mouth. As soon as he took his mouth, he was immediately overwhelmed by the taste of lentils.

It was as if he saw a tiny seed sprout, crawl out of the vine, blossom and bud, and slowly grow into a lentil.

Fresh and natural......

Moreover, Liu Mang didn't know what method he used, he didn't destroy the original taste of lentils at all, but completely stimulated this taste, and the sweetness that came with it really made people want to cry!

After tasting the lentils, Han Shaobai picked up another piece of tomato.

Before putting the skin of the tomatoes into the pot, Liu Mang had carefully peeled off them, and the flesh had been stewed and had a feeling that it was about to melt.

Just suck it gently, and the sweet and sour juice inside ripples in your mouth.

Compared to crisp lentils, tomatoes give people a different feeling, and the sour taste makes people appetite and look forward to the next feast.

"Are these just ordinary tomatoes and lentils, and why do they feel so different in your mouth, so fresh?"

Compared with the vegetables stewed in Liu Mang's pot, Han Shaobai felt that what he had been eating before was expired vegetables in the vegetable market!

Han Shaobai couldn't control the chopsticks in his hand anymore, he ate the tomatoes and potatoes after eating, and the eggplants after eating the potatoes.

Even the pork belly, which he had always disliked, he took a piece and put it in his mouth and chewed it.

"Chef Han, President Tan?" Seeing that the two didn't speak, just buried their heads in eating, the other judges next to him were surprised.

"Is there anything special about this dish?" The judge, who was a little disdainful at first, became curious, picked up a piece of potato with chopsticks and put it in his mouth.

The potatoes are stewed just right, and the flavor of the meat and the flavor of the miso penetrate completely, and when you chew it gently, you will feel the feeling of being full of pink and tender.

"It's delicious!" the judge exclaimed.

"Really? I'll try it too!"

Soon, driven by these few people, the judges all picked up chopsticks and tasted Liu Mang's 'Northeast stew'.

For a time, all kinds of praises were endless......

When He Donglin saw the situation here, his face was cloudy.

"Impossible, why can an ordinary 'Northeast stew' be so admired by the judges?

He couldn't help but walk over, nodded at Liu Mang, then picked up the chopsticks, dipped them in the soup in the pot, and then put them in his mouth.

"This is?!" He Donglin's eyes widened.

The taste in the mouth is all-encompassing, including miso, potatoes, tomatoes, lentils, pork belly, pork ribs, chicken broth, ......

There are all kinds of flavors, and all kinds of flavors are mixed together, blending with each other, but they are divided into layers, so that people can clearly feel what is in this pot of dishes.

He immediately picked up a lentil and put it in his mouth, and bit it gently: "How is it possible!?"

It's not at all like a stewed lentil, and its texture and flavor are perfectly preserved, as if it had just been picked from a vine.

He Donglin's heart became flustered, and he looked at the judges around him who were eating happily, and cheered himself up.

"No! My 'eggplant' is no worse than Liu Mang's in terms of the taste of the dish or the substance of the dish, and the judges should choose me!"

"What's going on? Why are those judges taking one bite after another as if they haven't eaten anything?" saw the strangeness of the judges on the platform, and the audience below was surprised.

"Could it be that Liu Mang's dishes are so delicious?

"Possibly, I really want to eat it!"

"Brother Tan Shi, have you already thought about it in your heart?" Han Shaobai reluctantly swallowed the potatoes in his mouth and asked.

"Well, I've thought about it. You should be the same as I thought, right?" Tan Shi laughed.

"But..."Han Shaobai hesitated.

"I know what you're thinking. Do you think that Liu Mang's dish is too ordinary, although it conquers your appetite, but you always feel that it can't be put on the table, and it doesn't meet the definition of food in your heart, right?"

"That's right!" Han Shaobai nodded.

"Then you're wrong! Brother Shaobai!" Tan Shi's expression became solemn: "Real food is simple, and it can be enjoyed by ordinary people! Compared with He Donglin's complicated and time-consuming 'eggplant', I think Liu Mang's 'Northeast Stew' is more in line with my appetite! I am willing to vote for him!" )