Sun Youchen thought so, but Lin Xiao and He Donglin didn't think so. Because the more seemingly simple something is, the more difficult it is. This is the convergence of aesthetic taste from low to high, and it is also a kind of interrogation of the simplicity of the avenue.

"Mr. Sun, you are a guest, you taste first. Liu Mang picked up one of the bowls and sent it to Sun Youchen's hands.

"Oh, okay. Sun Youchen nodded and scooped a spoonful of clear soup from the bowl.

The soup in the spoon is like tea, without the slightest heat coming out, and you can't smell any smell when you inhale it gently. It's so light and unpretentious.

"Is it really delicious?" With a question, Sun Youchen put the spoon into his mouth and took a sip lightly.

"Like...... It doesn't seem to be ......" Sun Youchen smacked his mouth, and as soon as he said half a sentence, his expression immediately froze on his face: "This...... This tastes ......."

From doubt, to doubt, to shock, Sun Youchen's expression is comparable to the face change in Sichuan opera.

It seems that the flowers in the garden bloom instantly on the tip of the tongue, like thousands of spring thunder exploding in the air, and like countless iron horses galloping back and forth in the heart......

Sun Youchen couldn't accurately describe the taste of this spoonful of clear soup in words at this moment.

That kind of extreme deliciousness moistens every corner of Sun Youchen's mouth, making the taste buds on people's tongues can't help but cheer, and every nerve in people's body seems to tremble slightly......

Sun Youchen once tasted Iran's top white sturgeon caviar, and in his opinion, it is the most extreme deliciousness in the world. But now compared with the clear soup prepared by Liu Mang, the taste is less than one-tenth.

Moreover, this freshness is not necessarily strong, but slowly released, even if you swallow it for a long time, there will still be that touch of sweetness in your throat, which is endlessly memorable.

"Master Liu Mang, how did you make this soup, and what precious ingredients did you use?" After a long time, Sun Youchen asked urgently.

"It's all very ordinary ingredients. Chicken, duck, ham, pig's trotters, keel, etc. ......"

"Impossible! You can make such a delicious soup with this ingredient?" Did you add special ingredients, such as sturgeon caviar or something?" Sun Youchen was a little incredulous.

"Really. Come and see. Liu Mang dragged out the large bucket under the stove and lifted the lid on the bucket. In this bucket is the residue that has been drained after the soup stock has been hung, and you can distinguish the original appearance of the ingredients in detail.

"It's really a very ordinary ingredient. Sun Youchen picked up a pair of chopsticks and rummaged through the bucket: "But Master Liu Mang, how can you make such a delicious taste with these ordinary ingredients?"

"Kung Fu!" Liu Mang walked to the big bucket on the stove and scooped up a spoonful of clear soup with a soup spoon: "The reason why Chinese food is difficult is because of these two words. Although we also pay attention to the quality of the ingredients, the most important thing is the person who makes the dish and the effort that goes into it. ”

Speaking of this, Liu Mang paused: "Just like this clear soup, although it seems ordinary, it actually has to go through more than ten processes, first boil it for more than ten hours with ham, pig's trotters, duck and other ingredients, until the umami in all the ingredients is forced out, and then use minced meat to remove impurities, and after several times of purification, you can get ......"

If I hadn't tasted it myself, I would have mobilized all my brain cells, and I wouldn't have imagined what the most extreme delicacy would be. Sun Youchen gave a thumbs up, with a convincing expression on his face.

"Therefore, the top Chinese food is not comparable to those fried offal. Lin Xiao had already finished drinking the soup in his bowl, and was holding the belly ear with chopsticks and preparing to send it to his mouth.

The pinched belly tassel trembles on the tip of the chopsticks, and the white texture is as white as jade, which matches the color of the soup very well.

Send it into the mouth, bite it gently, the teeth are very easy to cut it open, there is no trace of the toughness of the common pork belly, the taste becomes more tender and crispy, chew carefully, the pork belly is also delicious after absorbing the clear soup, which is equivalent to making the soup have attachments, more fresh and fresh.

"Hmm...... It's delicious!" Lin Xiao feasted, finished eating the pork belly in his bowl, and used chopsticks to pick up the pork belly in the big basin.

"Brother Lin, don't just eat this pork belly, in fact, this 'melon and swallow spike belly', the winter melon at the bottom is the real selling point. Liu Mang said with a smile.

"Really?" When Lin Xiao heard this, he quickly changed to a spoon, and scooped a spoonful of winter melon at the bottom of the bowl: "Melon swallow, melon swallow, this is famous?"

also put it in his mouth, Lin Xiao's eyes immediately widened: "I can't believe that this is made of winter melon." ”

After simple blanching, the texture of the winter melon becomes soft, and because only the layer of flesh under the skin is used, the sweetness of it is preserved to the greatest extent. After absorbing the deliciousness of the clear soup, this bite is not like the ordinary winter melon that can no longer be ordinary on weekdays, but like a good bird's nest.

"Delicious! Chef, I didn't expect that winter melon can make the taste of bird's nest. Shan Jian bit the spoon like a gold bar.

"Ordinary dishes can only fill the stomach, and the better ones can satisfy the appetite, and the real top-notch food is used to make people taste. This 'melon swallow belly' is undoubtedly the last one. He Donglin held the bowl with a complicated look in his eyes: "To make such a dish, diligence and talent are indispensable." ”

"Master Liu Mang, please take me as an apprentice! I want to learn real Chinese food, no matter what the conditions are, I will agree!" After tasting this dish, Sun Youchen blushed and almost pleaded.

"It's really not good, I don't think I'm good at it, how can I be qualified to accept apprentices, I will only mislead people's children. Liu Mang was startled and hurriedly refused.

What are you kidding, how can you be so casual with apprentices, and it's not a child's house.

"Then Master Liu Mang, what do you have to do to be your apprentice?" Sun Youchen said without giving up.

"I ......" Liu Mang squeaked, with his character, he really didn't know how to reject others.

"Well, I'll think about it after the Chef Contest?"

"Okay. ”

"Lao Liu, today is an important day. After sending that Sun Youchen away, Lin Xiao turned on his laptop.

"What day?" Liu Mang took off the apron around his waist, washed his handles, and walked over.

"You forget, today is the day of the Chef God Competition, the second round of the draw. ”

"Oops, I forgot. Liu Mang patted his head and immediately sat down next to Lin Xiao: "Let's see, which group I was assigned to." ”

"Don't worry, don't worry. The computer is still on. In fact, in the end, it doesn't matter who you are, they are all masters. ”

Lin Xiao opened the official website of the Chef God Competition, slid the mouse and dragged the list: "I'll take a look...... Damn! It's not that coincidental! I met an acquaintance in the first game!"

"Who?" Hearing Lin Xiao shout like this, Shan Jian and He Donglin both came over.

"Jiro Ida?" Looking at the list of duels on the screen, Liu Mang was also stunned: "This ...... It's a coincidence!"