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The shrimp tail from which the shrimp meat was taken in the first step was now put to use, and Pan Sheng spread the shrimp shell flat and placed it on the stone platform in the shape of a boat, and all the ingredients were placed on the boat, except for the shrimp head, which was still sleeping in the distance.

The temperature required for each ingredient is different, for example, the jellyfish skin on the side, the recognized cooking method is cold dressing, and the abalone should be steamed and boiled, poured with thickened soup, without other processing, the most perfect guarantee of its deliciousness, raw food is much inferior.

But now that Pan Sheng has begun to urge the power in his hands, does he want to use the trick just now to directly roast all the ingredients in one move?

The energy required this time should be much higher than just now, because Long Xiang saw that Pan Sheng's fat face was already red, and he had already seen a solid flame similar to a scarf, scorching the ingredients on the stone platform, those carved and neatly placed like flowers, under this scorching, began to turn red, and began to slowly wither.

"Gao Ya!" Pan Sheng shouted at this time.

Gao Ya was also ready, and took out a piece of cold ice from the Ruyi box, boxy, crystal clear, without any impurities, like a crystal.

Uncle Zhong on the other side was also nearing the end, but when he saw Gao Ya take out this thing, he frowned slightly, and read with some surprise: "Ya Xuan Bing? ”

Gao Ya pinched Ya Xuan Bing in his hand, and the strength in his hand kept increasing, but Ya Xuan Ice did not show any signs of breaking, and Gao Ya's fingers were already slowly turning purple.

"Hurry up, I can't hold on anymore." Pan Sheng urged.

Gao Ya didn't want to hurry, but this Yaxuan Ice was not an ordinary thing, it was extremely hard, taken from the core part of the polar iceberg, which was rare in the world. If Gao Ya was given two iron galls, he might have been pinched and exploded by now, but now this ice cube can't do it.

"Ahh Gao Ya roared, and the muscles in his upper arm on his right hand suddenly swelled, and with a click, Yaxuan Bing was finally pinched and exploded. However, the ingredients on the stone platform have already appeared black and burnt.

Gao Ya's eyes were quick, and he struck with both hands, crushing the Yaxuan Ice that had been kneaded into several pieces into powder, and quickly scattered it towards the stone platform. Pan Sheng's flames, after touching the powder of Yaxuan Ice, quickly dissipated, and disappeared after a while.

And those ingredients that were roasted and slightly yellowed slowly recovered to their essential color under the action of Yaxuan Ice. On the stone platform, the chrysanthemum with sea urchin yellow, the rhododendron with shrimp meat, the pure white camellia with yellow croaker belly, the orchid with transparent jellyfish skin, the peony with scallops, and the lotus flower made of abalone slices are in full bloom on the stone platform like a hundred flowers, which is spectacular.

Some of Ya Xuan Ice did not touch the stone platform, and fell on the dead leaves next to it, and a layer of hoarfrost rose, Long Xiang looked at this layer of hoarfrost, and then looked at Gao Ya's right hand, and found that the exposed part of the entire right hand had turned purple, and it was not comfortable to be wrapped in clothes, and his left hand was also trembling slightly.

Uncle Zhong's ice vein hand has been lifted, and the seven meat grains have also been carved, all of which are placed in the ham, but they are still ice beads, and Long Xiang can't see what is carved here.

Uncle Zhong looked at the seafood ingredients that came alive under the flames of Ya Xuan Bing and Pan Sheng, because of the difference in temperature, the flowers on the stone platform seemed to flutter with the wind, but in the forest of this dark night, it was a colorful scenery.

Pan Sheng slapped his palm lightly on the lobster, and the warm air flow reawakened the large lobster with only a body part. Pan Sheng put it and the shrimp tail together, and the lobster waved two big chelas, and the tentacles swayed in the wind, dragging the shrimp tail and Baihua behind, as if enjoying the last cold air of Yaxuan Bing.

This hand is the finishing touch of this dish, and the original dead food, under the swing of the lobster, gives life to the dish, even if you don't taste it, just look at it from the side, it is enough.

The cooking on both sides has been completed, but Uncle Zhong's side is a little bland, except for the ice vein hand and the ghost hand-like knife work, there is nothing outstanding about it.

Another point is that Pan Sheng and Gao Ya are exhausted now, Pan Sheng keeps panting, and he now feels a burst of smoke in his throat, and there is no moisture in his mouth at all. Gao Ya is even more miserable, the whole right hand is already about to be scrapped, and it can't be recovered in ten days and half a month. Uncle Zhong looked flat, as if it was just an ordinary home-cooked dish just now.

"I can't imagine that Pan Sheng actually learned the long-lost Fire Separation Palm, and you actually used Yaxuan Ice in order to deal with me, I'm afraid it's not comfortable!" Uncle Zhong said with a grin.

Pan Sheng was short-tempered, Gao Ya suppressed it just now, but now he couldn't stand Uncle Zhong's provocation, and returned: "Don't be happy too early ****** you, this dish of a hundred flowers blooming is the famous work of me and Gao Ya becoming prefecture-level chefs, and you will lose this game." ”

"A hundred flowers blooming? There are only six flowers, and I remember that this dish was created by Mr. Qiwei, the big shopkeeper of Qiwei Zhai, and the peak is full of ten flowers, which is much stronger than yours. "Uncle Zhong revealed the old bottom.

"What's the matter, Mr. Qiwei is now focusing on vegetarian dishes, and he doesn't care about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, and I am the only one who can make six flowers among the prefecture-level chefs, it is enough to defeat you!" Pan Sheng's arrogance and arrogance have his capital.

In terms of this dish alone, in the provincial capital, Pan Sheng can be said to be a rare opponent, and it is also with this dish that he and Gao Ya won the name of prefecture-level chef in one fell swoop, so this dish is Pan Sheng's biggest reliance.

Seafood is more important than fresh words, and the preservation and cooking time of ingredients have a great test, that is, fast. This dish requires the ingredients to be completed at the same time, which is very difficult.

So when Mr. Qiwei created this dish with his own fire palm and Yaxuan Bing, it caused a sensation throughout the country, and some people even asked Jingshi to list this dish as one of the imperial dishes, but then it was not done.

Mr. Qiwei is a highly respected person in the culinary industry of Fujian Province, one of the few three-star prefecture-level chefs in Fujian Province, and one of the most promising people in Fujian Province to impact the sky-level chef, but two years ago, Mr. Qiwei gave up his identity as a celebrity chef and returned to the bland, established Qiwei Zhai, called himself Mr. Qiwei, devoted himself to the study of vegetarian dishes, and was not out of the mountain, which is a big loss for the culinary industry in Fujian Province.

Uncle Zhong also knew in his heart that with his own ability, it would be difficult to even raise five flowers, but the victory or defeat of the dish was not in one dish, and he was very confident in himself.

The hissing sound came from Uncle Zhong's right hand again, and the ice vein slapped his palm on the Jinhua ham, and the seven meat grains whirred in the wind, spinning in the ****, and the seven substantial cold qi rushed straight into the sky from the seven meat grains.

"Let me show you, Big Dipper!" Uncle Zhong roared, and the cold light of the seven meat grains skyrocketed!

Long Xiang looked up along the seven cold lights, and found that the seven **** corresponded to the Big Dipper in the sky.

Shake the light, Kaiyang, Yuheng, Tianquan, Tianji, Tianxuan, Tianshu.

The Big Dipper, known as the Seven Politics, the princes of the sky, is also the emperor's car. This Uncle Zhong played a good game of chess, the seven meat grains that began to be bland can be reminiscent of the Big Dipper, which is above the meaning of the cuisine, it has successfully suppressed the opposite, even if Pan Sheng cooks a complete hundred flowers, it may not be able to defeat this dish!

Pan Sheng and Gao Ya looked at the sky-high cold light, and in front of the comparison of the colorful lobsters on the stone platform, they suddenly felt bleak, the heavenly Dao spirit pressure, and the gap in level was still so huge.

But Gao Ya didn't panic in his heart, the cooking itself is still cooking, what you do is fancy, beautiful. If you are a little less tasteful, you will lose too. This Li Zhongda has been carving ice meat grains since the beginning and has never cooked them, does he think that he can beat a hundred flowers with ice cubes?

"What about the Big Dipper, I think you can only use the Ice Vein Hand, plus your ghostly knife work. This is the technology you had five years ago, and it seems that you really haven't improved. Gao Ya squeezed his right hand and sneered.

"The ultimate meaning of the cuisine still has to be tasted by the guests, I look at your Big Dipper, I guess there is still thawing to eat!"

"It seems that you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin!" Uncle Zhong slapped his palm on the ham, and the two meat grains flew towards Gao Ya and Pan Sheng's hands.

"I don't need a review, you two can try it!"

Pan Sheng and Gao Ya each took a meat grain, and at first they didn't feel anything, but when they looked at the meat grain, they were stunned by the pattern on it.

It turns out that on each meat grain, there is a Maitreya Buddha, Gao Ya's seriousness and coldness, Pan Sheng's laughter, the two Maitreya Buddhas are different.

If that's all it takes, then that's it, being able to carve two Buddha statues in such a short period of time, I wonder if Pan Sheng and Gao Ya can also carve at the same time, but there are still five grains on the ham, which is the most terrifying thing about Uncle Zhong.

The treasures and exercises that Pan Sheng and Gao Ya took out are worlds apart from this, one relies on external forces, and the other only relies on their own knife work.

The two of them glanced at each other, and they both saw the horror in their eyes, and the blind confidence just now is half cold.

The two of them put the meat into their mouths at the same time, and the ice cubes melted in their mouths, and a golden light seemed to flash through the minds of the two people.

Ice cubes melt in your mouth, like a full soup, rippling in your mouth, at first I thought it was ordinary ice cubes, but now the taste is tender and full, fresh and refined.

Tasting the meat inside, the ten-year-old Jinhua ham. It has a historical heaviness and does not have the greasy taste of ham, but it is perfectly neutralized with various seasonings, giving the meat a different taste.

The thick soup, containing ham and meat, Pan Sheng and Gao Ya, the soup at the corners of their mouths began to overflow non-stop. But at this time, they disregarded their image and stuffed the soup into their mouths, as if the refugees who had been hungry for several days had their first full meal.

A piece of meat, the two of them ate it for a minute, and then the aftertaste was endless