"The seasonings and seafood here tend to be cooked quickly, so my operation may be fast later, you can't see clearly, let it slow down yourself, haha." Zhang Feng was a little happy, and he felt that he could make at least one very good dish today.

All kinds of processed seafood changed under Zhang Feng's knife again, and the seafood that seemed to have been cut into small pieces actually had countless tiny knife edges on it, just to release all the essence at the moment of contact with the oil.

Although the ingredients are important, fried rice is fried rice after all, and it is only when the rice grains release 90% of the flavor of the whole dish to be considered perfect.

"Alright, I'm going to start, don't blink!"

said that it was too late, Zhang Feng took out the fruit in the pot, and the ingredients of various colors began to go down to the pot, and the sound continued.

[Wocao, if I haven't seen the video in front of the anchor, I guess I'll have to spray the anchor.] 】

[It feels a little messy.] 】

[It's so fascinating, isn't it the same as a hodgepodge?]

[Alas, you, you, the anchor has said that his methods will be very fast, can you keep your eyes open. 】

[Really, a group of laymen talked about the doorway, looked at the anchor carefully, and remembered the burst shrimp ball last time, and my mouth watered. 】

……

The seemingly chaotic operation was actually controlled by Zhang Feng with the ultimate control of people, and what he wanted was the taste of that moment, and the steaming rice was poured into the pot by Zhang Feng at an extremely fast speed.

The tools of operation were also replaced with two chopsticks, and the originally chaotic materials, under the guidance of the two chopsticks in Zhang Feng's hands, began to become extremely regular.

It seems that there is a kind of power that turns decay into magic to help Zhang Feng complete a masterpiece.

[Wori, it's too tricky!]

【Sao!】

[Sure enough, it's a cow, this is a collection of all kinds of gems!]

Countless viewers saw the miraculous changes in the pot, and some couldn't help swallowing their saliva and their throats squirming.

"It's now!"

Zhang Feng let out a low snort, shook the pot, and quickly divided the new assorted fried rice into multiple portions, and the colors were many but not mixed, I don't know how Zhang Feng handled it.

"Don't be surprised, this color release, you can do it with the cloud computing of the university. ”

【…… I want to hit someone. 】

[What's more, fried rice has been programmed.] 】

[I want to die......]

[What does it taste, anchor, hurry up and let the judges taste it.] 】

[I want to see their dumbfounded expressions.] 】

……

"Good. ”

Zhao Si saw that Zhang Feng was ready, and hurriedly stepped forward to help, and asked, "Fried rice should be eaten while it is hot to ensure the taste, now serve it!"

Zhang Feng nodded and said, "Okay." ”

Zhang Feng's actions naturally attracted the attention of other chefs, and when they saw Zhang Feng's fried rice, some were surprised and some were disdainful, with different emojis, and some were immersed in making their own things.

"Ignore it, but, seafood cooking, you ...... Count?" Zhao Si was a little worried.

"Don't worry, seafood cooking, I don't say you can't cook it in a new way, I call it dry cooked seafood, using rice to cook seafood, and I think if it's good enough, it can be out of the rules. Zhang Feng said with a smile.

"Okay, they don't have strict rules anyway!" Zhao Si gestured, and the two of them walked towards the place where the judges were with fried rice.

Several judges are the owners of major hotels, including Zhao Si's boss, who are all on the judges' seat, but these people were stunned when they saw that Zhang Feng was serving "fried rice", and they seemed to be a little unacceptable, even if it looked good, the fragrance was not bad.

"Hello judges, I use the Chinese dry cooking method to make it, the main ingredient is seafood, I believe you will like it, if you don't try it, I think you will regret it." Zhang Feng is very polite and serious, and he is extremely confident, so that several bosses naturally want to try it.

【Dry cooking?】

[Shouldn't there be?]

[I haven't heard of it, and do you see that the anchor has a particularly unacceptable operation?]

[I guess it's nonsense, but these people definitely don't understand the profundity of my food culture in China. 】

……

Several bosses glanced at each other, and finally looked at Zhao Si's boss's face, ready to eat, Zhao Si's boss didn't say much, in fact, he didn't care very much.

Several judges picked up the spoon almost at the same time and scooped up this strange and artistically valuable fried rice.

"Well, it smells good, and it looks okay. Zhao Si's boss praised.

Several judges fed fried rice into their mouths one after the other.

Jingling!

The taste buds were conquered in an instant, causing the upper and lower teeth to close together, and the fragrant fried rice released their special flavor.

"Good...... Eat!"

"It's so comfortable, it's so delicious!"

"It's really good, every grain of rice has a rich seafood flavor, and the taste doesn't conflict, and there is ...... It should be the fragrance of coconut water, with the special fragrance of tea oil, the tip of the tongue can't stop beating!"

But the others expressed that it was delicious with practical actions, but Zhang Feng's eyes were focused on the middle-aged uncle who snatched his tuna.

Eyes collided, sparks collided, and the middle-aged man finally compromised and said: "Go through a process, the process ......"

"Good. Zhang Feng said with a smile and turned around to leave.

"Wait, that's too little, is there anything else?" said the middle-aged man to the hearts of several judges.

Looking at a few people looking at him blankly, Zhang Feng shrugged his shoulders and said, "If you don't mind, when the game is over, I will use the golden tuna and the remaining seafood on the field to make a table of dishes for everyone." ”

"Good, good!"

When Zhao Si saw this scene, he secretly gave a thumbs up, which made the audience in the live broadcast room dissatisfied, although seeing these guys eating fried rice just now, in addition to secretly refreshing and drooling, some of them were still a little dissatisfied, and they always felt that something was missing.

"Don't argue, I've read too many novels that pretend to slap my face, right? How can there be so many pretending to slap my face in this world? Do I have to squirt people and let them come and kneel and lick them? Don't care about these things that hurt your mood, we just need to achieve our goal, and let them experience the other things for themselves. Zhang Feng explained and continued to process the ingredients.

Zhao Si also ran over to help with a smile, and the two chefs next to him couldn't help but ask about the situation when they saw Zhao Si, who was so happy.

Zhao Si smiled and said he didn't know, and on the other side, Zhao Hai and Zhang Ting couldn't help but turn in circles in place.

"Zhang Feng's craftsmanship is really not covered, it's too powerful. Zhang Ting used simple and crude words to express her inner excitement.

Zhao Hai's face was also full of joy and comfort, if it weren't for the fact that there were many people around, he would have wanted to lick the plate.

"Uncle Zhao, don't you want to taste it?"

"No, keep it for them, it won't affect the taste if it's cold, right? I'll eat your tuna later, haha." Zhao Si smiled heartily.