Chapter 20: I'll Sing a Children's Rhyme First
Almighty Cultivation Supreme
That's right, this dish is meant to give the judges a visual impact.
At this time, it was dark all around, except for the various stations and a few other playing fields in the distance, there were no lights nearby, and everyone could no longer enjoy the scenery when they were bored, they could only watch the movements of the two chefs.
In front of everyone's eyes, Fang Hong took ten seconds to make a dish, isn't this a joke.
Even the simplest salad takes many steps to make.
I don't bother to cut, what kind of eating method is to 'hammer' it directly, and what kind of skill is it?
Kaya knew she had lost again.
However, the opinions of the judges were not so unanimous, as there was one judge who did not like chili peppers.
Fang Hong originally thought that he could win S, but he only got S-.
However, in contrast, the custard salad of the Turkish team only got an A.
This is also acceptable.
Anyway, they are all higher than him, and a situation has been formed to fight for victory, as long as you win or draw a game, you will win.
Victory is an early qualification for the group stage.
Fang Hong is not a certain team that will lose after qualifying.
"Everyone, it's time for the main course!"
Over there, Turkey has erected a huge grill, and Turkish barbecue is actually a dish made of beef, mutton, and chicken on top of each other, and then sliced while roasting, and the shaved parts are combined to make a dish.
This time Turkey chose to use the theme of chicken skewers, and it was clear that they were going to borrow the aroma of beef and mutton to plump up the chicken, and then cut the chicken off and skewer it into skewers.
It was a long process, and time was of the essence.
And here, Fang Hong began to take a look at the overall situation: "Brother Li, you bake the sesame seeds, and directly add the red oil bowl after baking." ”
"No problem."
"Old businessman, it's skewered." The first string is a verb and the second is an adjective.
In fact, it can also be said to be a string.
The difference between bowl chicken and cold pot skewers is that the skewers are boiled in a prepared Chinese medicine soup, and butter is added to mix after cooking, in fact, the soup base is still hot, while the bowl chicken is the real cold skewers.
And Fang Hong himself began to adjust the egg liquid needed for egg baking.
In five minutes, the three of them each completed what they had to do.
Fang Hong put the egg mixture in a large basin and put it on the table, next to it was the bowl of the chicken in the bowl, all the vegetarian dishes were cut into squares and dressed, and the meat dishes were cut very thinly.
"Kato pepper!"
"That's it."
Fang Hong let out a long breath: "Okay, let's rest!" ”
The old merchant took out three cups and made three cups of tea, Li Yun wiped the sweat from his forehead with the towel on his shoulder, and sat on the chair prepared in advance.
Fang Hong, on the other hand, took out a black and irregular box in the spare tool pile.
No one noticed the big box until it was taken out, because in this game, it didn't attract attention.
But when it was taken out, anyone would recognize it at first sight, it was a guitar box, and probably only very good guitars were used in this kind of box.
Kaya was manually rotating the grill, and when she looked back, she saw Fang Hong sitting on a rattan chair with her guitar in her arms, her eyes widened, and then she turned her head viciously and continued her own dish.
"Da-la-la, da-la." Fang Hong played the guitar and hummed in his mouth instead of lyrics.
The old merchant held the tea cup and gently shaved the tea leaves with the lid, while blowing hot air.
The judges looked at each other: "This ......"
"What kind of moth is this?" Only strong Chinese can perfectly express this doubt.
"Whew, whew!" Except for the sound of the wind pulling under the Turkish kebab stove, there was no other sound at the scene.
Fang Hong took out the notebook and wrote it down next to him.
After writing, Fang Hong played the melody and the main melody again, of course, playing the main melody with the guitar, it felt very far from the piano, but it could be heard that it was a calm and profound song.
After playing it again, Fang Hong put the guitar aside.
"We now see that Fang Hong, the chef of Chinese Sichuan cuisine, has finally put down his guitar, and now he is going to start making the main dish?"
Foreigners who have never eaten bowl chicken know that the main dish bowl chicken is ready.
Today's theme is more fragrant, what kind of food in the world dares to claim to be stronger than the aroma of rattan pepper?
Of course, if you want to drink cool oil or toilet water, I didn't say.
The judges breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought that Chef Fang Hong was going to make the main dish in the last few tens of seconds, but now Chef Fang Hong got up." ”
However, Fang Hong walked to the side of the board, picked up his cup of tea, took a sip lightly, and then began to pace on the grass.
"What is this? Idea to cook? ”
Recently, "Super Runaway" is quite popular.
Finally, Fang Hong stopped, but still did not walk to the operating table, but sat down, put the notebook in his hand, put it on the knee of Erlang's legs, and then picked up the pen and began to write.
"I know, Brother Gun is writing songs!"
"That's right, when I was resting at the station, Brother Gun has been writing songs, and he is still writing songs."
"Is that really appropriate?"
"Otherwise, how about dealing with such an opponent, do you still have to deal with Brother Gun's sweat?"
"It's been a long time since I've heard Brother Gun sing, so nostalgic."
The organizer also handed a list to one of the judges, who smacked their tongues after reading it, and then explained to the TV audience in front of the camera: "I just got a piece of news, our Chinese Sichuan chef Fang Hong, he is personally known all over the world as an adventurer, and he is also a double scientist in geology and biology, he himself is the youngest billionaire on the Forbes list, a collector, and a philanthropist." If a world-class celebrity chef is an adventurer, a biologist, or a geologist, we may be surprised, but our newly obtained information shows that Fang Hong is also a singer-songwriter, often writes songs during his adventures, and has been ranked in the top three of China's authoritative music lists several times. ”
TF? Viewers in other countries just want to say, what the hell is this man, God has packaged all the good things that the whole world can use?
In Denmark, a man biting a cigarette pointed to the TV: "See, son of the sea god, when I first met him a few years ago, I thought he was the luckiest man in the world, you know, he sailed at random, and found two schools of trout and salmon on the sea that I had never heard of, and it was thanks to him that I got to where I am today." ”
Fang Hong put down the pen and gently plucked the strings, there was no main theme, only harmony.
Open your mouth, and the song comes: "The years are in the road, peonies or rhododendrons."
The flowers have only been in bloom for a few days, and the grass is full of Maehara.
The sun follows me, and the moon hangs high in the sky.
Going south and north, smiling faces.
How much is bitter and bitter, corresponds to those sweet.
How much bad luck to brave the dream.
Friendship comes with each other, 36,000 days.
Stopping and looking back, it turned out that it was only three years.
The days that accompany each other are a fate,
There's more to the world than just a little bit.
Leisurely days without a journey.
If you want to be bitter, you can only drink a hair tip. ”
"Brother Gun, what's the name of the song?" The person who asks is not necessarily excited.
What is the song written about? In such a plain, but hidden melody of stormy waves, isn't it a parting song?
Fang Hong looked at the camera: "I heard that now that the music is under copyright, the music website can temporarily list this song, but I have already given this song away, so it doesn't belong to my name." ”
"By the way, this song is called, Wishing for the Future."
Isn't the time there just in our journey?
What is there in the journey, isn't it hardship and companionship?
has been accompanied, and after saying goodbye, it is also a fate, and thousands of miles can also be together.
It was only a few days to melt away, and the journey was only three years.
This is either a peony or a rhododendron, there are still so many flowers in the world, if you want to recall the past, serve a cup of tea and drink the bitterness. If you want to reminisce about the past, make a dish and taste the salt inside.
"Brother Gun......"
"Are you saying goodbye?"
"Farewell?" Fang Hong put down the guitar: "It's time, but there has to be a result." ”