As if hearing the most ridiculous joke, the girl who was smiling just now laughed in the belly of the warrior, laughed and said, "You weren't kicked in the head by a donkey, right?" I still want to get started, I don't think you can pass the first level. ”

"I don't understand the rules of the Jinluan Temple, and I want to explain it again." Feng Xiaoxiao had a cold face, and he didn't pay attention to the noisy woman on the side.

Lin Yue washed his hands, wiped it three times with a towel, hooked up the kitchen knife and fell into his hand, he said coldly: "The Jinluan Temple does not recruit waste apprentices, if you want to enter it to study, you must pass the three levels of assessment, the first level, knife skills!" ”

The kitchen knife in his hand flew out suddenly and landed on the cutting board in front of Feng Xiaoxiao. The cooks on both sides quickly took the winter melon and placed it in front of several people. It's just that the kitchen knives issued to them are extremely dull waste knives, rusty.

In addition to considering the chef's own strength, there is also a difference in knife selection. Large ingredients are first cut into large shapes with a kitchen knife, and then a part of them is cut out with a small drill knife and carved with a carving knife. But at this moment, this kitchen knife and a winter melon are all they have, and it is a challenge for every student.

"Brush!" The first to hold the knife was a man in a strong suit, with short hair, eyes like a leopard, slender fingers clasped the winter melon, dragging the bottom cover of the winter melon, the right hand shook slightly, the blade was deflected, the cyan melon skin rotated, the knife fell over the skin, and all the melon skin was cut off with a knife.

"Da Da Da ......" left hand turned, the peeled winter melon fell on the cutting board, he buckled the winter melon, the kitchen knife in his hand fell, a piece of uniform winter melon slices fell into the plate, but it is the simplest peeling slices, but also the basis for testing knife skills.

The other four people also moved, peeling and cutting the winter melon.

And Feng Xiaoxiao, who saw this scene, had already been petrified, even if he was a New Oriental chef, considering that knife skills were also carving, when did it become a chopping vegetable!

His face was bruised for a while, Feng Xiaoxiao touched the rusty kitchen knife, and he didn't bother to perform anything, according to the simplest method, cut the winter melon into several pieces, and then peeled it, slowly cut it into slices, and put it on a plate on the side.

"With such craftsmanship, you dare to come to the Jinluan Temple." Snorted disdainfully, Shan Xiping raised her eyebrows, she had already cut it, but when she saw Feng Xiaoxiao's clumsy movements, a contemptuous light flashed in her eyes.

It's just that she only saw the surface, she didn't notice that the rusty kitchen knife fell, but the skin of the winter melon cut off was not stained with a little rust, which was completely different from the winter melon cut out by others.

The essence in Lin Yue's eyes flashed, and watching the slowest Feng Xiaoxiao put down the kitchen knife, he reached out and picked up the winter melon slices that everyone had cut and placed them on the table.

"No. two, No. five, eliminated." The cold voice echoed in the hall, and Lin Yue wiped his hands coldly.

The man standing shuddered, and the two men opened their mouths almost at the same time and asked, "Why!" ”

"The knife work is too poor, the knife speed is too slow, and the cut out winter melon slices are five millimeters apart, remove the qualification, go out!" The merciless voice echoed through the kitchen, and before the two could continue to speak, the cooks on either side had already thrown them out.

When it comes to this, unqualified people, obey orders without reason.

A stunning gaze flashed in his black eyes, Lin Yue glanced at the winter melon on Feng Xiaoxiao's plate, each slice was so even, even the son of the Mo family could not compare, this person had two brushes.

"As a student, in addition to the basic knife skills, it is also very important for the ability to control the heat, the second level, stir-frying. Use the winter melon in your hands to make a random dish, for a limited time, with a stick of incense. The cigarette behind him was inserted into the ashes, and Lin Yue looked at the four people in front of him with his hands behind his back.

Lifting the iron pot coldly, Mo Yang took the spoon, stretched out his right hand, the spoon had already scooped up the vegetable oil in the oil dish, put it into the pot and boiled, the spoon in his hand seemed to have eyes, scooped in all the seasonings, and after quickly seasoning, he poured the winter melon down.

The other man mixed a piece of pork belly into the ingredients, cut it into the winter melon, and quarreled together.

Feng Xiaoxiao's method is also very simple, similar to Moyang's method. The time for a stick of incense to fry a plate of winter melon is indeed enough.

"You, knock out." Looking at the dish with minced meat, Lin Yue waved his hand coldly and said coldly: "Idiot, stir-fry with winter melon, you added minced meat to rob the taste of winter melon, do you still want to continue the game!" ”

Shan Xiping's heart trembled even more, watching the man being pulled out, she hurriedly lowered her head, muttering in her heart, why didn't she see Fengjun being eliminated, her clumsy technique, the fried dishes were definitely not very good.

However, Shan Xiping didn't wait for Lin Yue's veto, and even heard Lin Yue's judgment that Feng Xiaoxiao was out, so she heard the third assessment.

Isn't it, she actually persevered to the end?

"Knife skills, basic stir-frying, you all know, then the most important thing as a chef, smell and taste. In the kitchen all year round, your nose must be more sensitive than the average person, and your sense of taste must be tricky and strange. I'm not going to test you about how to mix condiments, just say what important ingredients are added to my condiments, and you can pass the test. Lin Yue clapped his hands, and the chefs on both sides quickly served three dishes.

The faint fragrance came to the nose, but it was different from the seasoning given by Mo Qing, and the fragrance was mixed with a sour taste.

Feng Xiaoxiao sniffed briefly, and then hooked the corners of her mouth, in terms of smell, she already knew the ingredients added in it, but in terms of taste...... I picked up the chopsticks and lightly clicked on the condiment, and the freshness in the entrance was similar to the condiment of the day, but with the addition of a taste of acid, it brought people a taste stimulation.

Mo Qing's kid said that he would steal the answer to her, but he didn't expect to use such a thing as the assessment standard.

Except for Feng Xiaoxiao, Shan Xiping and Mo Yang were all pale, and the two of them smelled the condiment, and drank a bowl one after another, but they couldn't write anything.

The three of them looked a little depressed in the back kitchen.

In the end, Mo Yang gritted his teeth even more, the brush in his hand fell on the paper, and quickly wrote a few big characters.

Shan Xiping's little face turned red, and after writing a few words, she stopped writing and stopped writing. Damn, this test question is so difficult, what kind of problem is this, although the condiments are delicious, but the taste of this delicious is too delicious, covering the deliciousness of other condiments, and easily covering up other flavors, why can't she eat it.

It's just that the sour taste made her think of a taste of ingredients, so she wrote it down. If you can't pass it, you can only fight this one.

The eyes glanced at Feng Xiaoxiao, and saw that Feng Xiaoxiao's paper was still blank, and Shanxiping's hanging heart was falling, this kid would definitely not be able to do the third question, even she had to think about it for so long to have an answer after eating all the delicious food in the world, how could she know that she was a country boy.

"You, why don't you write?" Looking at Feng Xiaoxiao in surprise, Lin Yue was depressed in his heart, from beginning to end, Feng Xiaoxiao was not greedy for the deliciousness of the condiment, just tasted a little taste, and did not move the chopsticks, this is completely different from other people who have tasted the deliciousness of the condiment, is the condiment he made not attractive enough?

His heart was in a mess, Lin Yue stared at Feng Xiaoxiao.

"There's no need to write. Chef Lin's seasoning is really good. With a soft smile, Feng Xiaoxiao pushed the seasoning out and said lightly: "It's just that putting this thing in the seasoning is too much." ”

"What?" Lin Yue's face sank, seeing that Feng Xiaoxiao didn't speak, he reached out and took back the paper of Moyang and Shanxiping, looking at Ning Huangcao written down by Shanxiping, he nodded with satisfaction, but asked in a cold voice: "Tell me how you know?" ”

"Chef Lin, your seasoning smells sour, and it tastes delicious, I can't taste it, but the only ingredient that uses sourness to increase the seasoning is Ning Huangcao, so I wrote it." Shan Xiping confidently explained that such a bold guess is also a must-have for chefs.

Lin Yue nodded, but the light in his eyes dimmed a little, looking at Mo Yang writing it down, Lin Yue's face couldn't help but change, he reached out and nodded it in the spice, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, his whole face became extremely ugly.

"Who added poppies to my dressing!" A mouthful of iron teeth almost crushed, Lin Yue slammed the plate to the ground, and his black eyes swept over the standing chef.

It turns out that here, marijuana is also called poppy.

Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, it was precisely because she didn't know how to call poppies on the Xingyue Continent, so she didn't write down the name of this flower. It's Mo Yang, who actually wrote it, and it seems that his taste is not ordinary.

"Poppy, poppy?" Looking at Lin Yue in amazement, Shanxi Ping stood as if she had been struck by lightning, and she didn't come back to her senses for a long time. Poppies, is that the thing that can torture people like ghosts, oh my God, she just drank so many spices......

Thinking of this, Shan Xiping only felt that her stomach was overturned, and she couldn't help but let out a wow, and spit out all the seasonings she had eaten. She has seen with her own eyes that a stunning enchantress who is obsessed with poppies finally turns into a yellow-faced woman, with a skinny appearance, which is too scary.

"I apologize to you for this assessment, I didn't expect anyone to do it in my seasoning, but ......" his eyes swept over Shan Xiping, Lin Yue waved his hand and said, "You, disqualified." A qualified chef will not rashly judge whether the ingredients are correct or not, even if they are right, they are wrong! ”

"You!" was almost angry to death by this sentence, Shan Xiping stomped her foot violently, is it wrong to say that she did the right thing?

Gritting her silver teeth, Shan Xiping pointed at Feng Xiaoxiao on the opposite side, and said angrily: "What about her, she didn't write an answer, do you dare to say that she is right?" If you can pass the test in this way, will everyone not have to write it next time, and you will pass it all? ”

"Hmph, Fengjun knows what's inside, what about you?" Looking at Shan Xiping contemptuously, Lin Yue said coldly.

No one has ever failed to give her face, and today, for the first time......

Her face became more and more ugly, Shanxiping's hands were clenched, and she said coldly: "She just said it casually, do you believe it?" Uncle Lin, you are eccentric, your father has already communicated with you, and I have worked hard, why don't you let me into the kitchen! ”

"Heh, it turns out that it's a relationship." Feng Xiaoxiao smiled coldly, reached out and picked up the plate on the side, his sharp eyes swept over the condiment in front of him, and said coldly: "If I configure this seasoning, will you be able to shut up obediently?" ”

Her hands were like afterimages, quickly skimming the condiments in front of her, as if she had already been familiar with the location of the condiments, her hands did not stay, when the last sauce fell, Feng Xiaoxiao coldly put the dishes on the table, and said lightly: "After going out to poppies, the real taste of the seasoning is so delicious." ”

The faint sour taste irritates the human stomach, and the glowing spice shimmers.

Lin Yue glanced at Feng Xiaoxiao in horror, picked up the chopsticks and lightly touched them in the seasoning, and the moment he entered the mouth, he only felt that his heart was about to fly out. A hundred times more delicious than his spices, what the hell is this......

"Who the hell are you!" Putting down the chopsticks suddenly, Lin Yue shouted angrily.

Smiling indifferently, Feng Xiaoxiao raised his eyebrows and looked at Lin Yue in front of him, and said softly: "I heard that Chef Lin's cooking skills are very good, so I came to be a student." As for this condiment, I think you should know it. ”

"What do you mean?" Lin Yue's face darkened, he never gave this ingredient to anyone, even those guys who stole it in the Jinluan Temple, none of them could reach this strength and be able to configure his condiments.

The light in front of him flashed, Lin Yue was stunned, and subconsciously asked, "You are the ...... in Mo Qing's mouth"

Really......

Feng Xiaoxiao was still smiling lightly, but he was shocked in his heart, Mo Qing's kid was really discovered. He loves cooking so much, and he definitely can't hide the condiments he concocts for him. I guess I didn't come here today because I was discovered.

"I met him a few days ago, this is what he taught me, with such a talented apprentice, congratulations." Feng Xiaoxiao smiled and pushed all the credit for this qiē on Mo Qing's body.

"Mo Qing, that kid still has talent, brag about it!" Shan Xiping glanced at Feng Xiaoxiao with disdain, who didn't know that the kid who had just come in was extremely garbage, and he didn't know why this Jinluan Temple accepted him in the first place, he had been studying for a few months, and he couldn't even compare to the ordinary chefs outside.

His face sank, Mo Qing didn't want to discuss this matter here, so he coughed and waved his hand coldly: "You are not qualified to talk too much here, hurry up." ”

"Uncle Lin, why, I ......" Shanxiping frowned, she was usually arrogant, but she could only swallow her anger at the moment. There was only one person shortlisted in a month, and she had already built a good relationship, but she didn't expect even Moyang to come. She knows that she has no drama, but she can hold on to the end, coquettish, and maybe she will be able to get in, but she doesn't know that there is still a Feng Xiaoxiao.

The cooks on both sides also coughed lightly, and instead of using violence against her, they greeted her with a smile and let her out.

Stomping his feet hard, Shan Xiping walked out unwillingly.

"Jinluan Temple, there is only one place per month, this rule cannot be broken. If in normal times, the winner has been decided under the three processes, and now there are two of you left, I decided to play overtime. Glancing at the two of them coldly, Lin Yue clenched his fingers and said word by word: "Overtime test, start!" ”

This book is derived from reading books