Yin Deji's cooking, in his words, is self-taught. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

That year, his sister disappeared mysteriously, and the family was depressed for several years, and Yin Deji took care of all the chores in the kitchen in order to relieve his parents' labor.

He told me that at that time, cooking was resentful, and the dishes were not salty or light, but thick if they were not dry, and sometimes they were poured to pigs and pigs were not eaten.

Later, he slowly realized that food is the mood, and even the feelings, so he tried to let go of his mentality, took the initiative to talk to his parents, and the family slowly came out of the shadows.

At that time, as soon as the family cooked, they sang "A big river with wide waves" or "The moon of fifteen years shines on the border in the hometown". It's the kind of old song that is so old that the coffin board jingles, and half the street can hear him roaring.

I could smell the tempting fragrance of vegetables wafting from his house, and others said to Yin Laohan: "Yin Laohan, your Yin Zi is really obedient, and the vegetables are fragrant and dead." ”

Yin Laohan humbled himself: "This dog is 1 day old, and he knows that he is blind at home." "In fact, my heart is as sweet as honey. Of course, he always likes to scold Yin Deji for "dog 1 day", which is equivalent to scolding himself for being a dog in disguise, no one has ever picked it off, and everyone only cares about laughing.

Yin Deji's culinary talent is recognized, they have done experiments in the hotel, the same ingredients, let all the chefs in the hotel to cook, gourmets taste, all around a plate said that this plate is the best, and they can't say anything about it. This plate is, of course, Yoon Deji's masterpiece.

He said that cooking lies in the heart, and anyone can learn the skills, but the heart is not necessarily.

I asked him where you learned your mental method, and he said that it was taught to him by Tu Tu and his sister. Every time I cook, I see my sister's innocent smile, as if she is saying, brother, you do it seriously, do it with your heart, I have always been here to bless you, and the dishes you make are the best in the world.

I feel sad when I listen to it.

The preliminary round of the Chinese Chef Competition was held in a huge square, where more than 1,000 professional chefs from all over the country gathered together, and the eight immortals crossed the sea to show their magical powers, and various cuisines and dishes of Bashu, Qilu, Huaiyang, Guangdong and Fujian were dizzying.

Yin Deji told me in advance that Chinese food culture has a long history and has become an important part of traditional Chinese culture in the long history of thousands of years. Chinese eating is not only three meals a day to quench thirst and hunger, but also contains the philosophy of people to know and understand things.

I asked him what he did for the preliminary audition.

He said to make cold salad and fold ear roots.

As soon as I heard it, I said 1, don't you play like this, okay.

He was confident and reassured me.

After seeing the scene, I really don't feel at ease, people's various sea cucumbers, abalone, shark fins, and those tall ingredients are on the table, and you have a whole cold salad of houttuynia out, which way is it? And when you meet some judges who don't like that smell, aren't you done playing?

A passing chef squinted at Yin Deji's stove and sneered: "Look at that, it must be a monkey who invited you to make a joke, haha." ”

I hurriedly found Yin Deji: "It's too late to change now, you come out with a whole cold salad, it's too risky, I can buy you ingredients right away!" ”

"Do you believe me?"

I looked around and saw those chefs gearing up, with a stall of delicacies from the mountains and seas in front of them, looking awesome and coaxing: "I have confidence in your cooking skills, but it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, and you are too sword-oriented." ”

He pulled me aside and said, "Remember when we were kids, we went to the fields to dig for the wild Oriome roots?" Half of the rhizomes of the leaves, go home and dip it in some red oil, a little dark soy sauce and vinegar, a star of salt and sugar, sprinkle with chopped green onions, stir and stir, it is simply the best delicacy, the most ruthless and ruthless dish in our childhood, do you admit it? ”

"Admit it, but now this situation is more than cooking, not feelings, you want to be small and big, I understand, but what if people say that your thing is too untechnical?"

"Don't worry, it's a big deal to come back in four years."

I knew he wouldn't listen, so I had to give up.

He pulled me to the stove and said, "This is a wild ear root that my mother dug up in the field, and brought it with a vacuum." This dried chili pepper is grown in the field in front of my house, it is very fragrant and spicy, you have tasted it. This oil ......"

"Needless to say, it was your family's own rapeseed oil that was brought by your parents."

He smiled and said, "Yes, they squeezed it last night and sent it by plane today." ”

I looked in the direction of Yin Deji's beckoning, Yin Laohan and Yin's mother were waving at me vigorously in the stands, and Brother Mei was sitting next to me.

I smiled and saluted them back: "Uncle and aunt won't tell me when they come, you kid is getting more and more dragged."

"It's too late, I don't want to trouble you."

"Well, I believe in you, I hope you can win without tricks, so that the profession of chef pays more attention to the original ecology of ingredients and the purity of taste, and defeats those strange tricks and gutter oil."

He shook my hand movingly, and I sarcastically said, "How do you feel like we've become so strange." ”

He giggled again.

Each of the 15 chefs is a group, and only one person from each group enters the semi-finals. In the semi-finals, 10 people will be selected to enter the finals. The final is divided into two rounds, and the judges and the media jointly score the score, and the one with the highest score wins and is promoted to the "King of Chefs".

After the game started, I saw that Yin Deji was not in a hurry, first washed the roots of Ze's ears with water, and then carefully selected.

Fry the oil and mix in one go. Since the salad didn't need to be steamed, the guy was the first to finish it, and then he sat there and stared at the judges, who also stared at him.

Others still thought that this product was a tease invited by the monkey, and some couldn't help but laugh at him.

When the time came, the judges tasted the works one by one.

Roast suckling pig, fried sea cucumber with green onions, steamed sea bass, lobster feast, roast duck...... It's a food paradise, and in this way, I think Yin Deji has a better chance of winning.

After the big fish and big meat, the small freshness from the countryside may be more attractive, but after all, this is a chef's competition, which is a comparison of skills, including knife skills, control of heat, selection of materials, and matching of condiments. It all depends on the choice of the judges.

When the judges tasted Yoon De-ki's cold salad one by one, we almost held our breath.

After the first judge tasted it, his brow furrowed, and our hearts tightened.

Yin's mother couldn't help it: "Oh no! I'll just tell this baby not to do this, how can people in big cities like this. ”

Yin Laohan was calm: "Don't panic! It's not the final result yet, you girl is just short of knowledge, and these people in the city are good now. ”

As he was talking, the judge finished taking a bite, put some more in his mouth, and chewed slowly with his eyes slightly closed.

This has never been the case before. After that, the judges basically tasted two or three bites, and they were reluctant.

Could it be that Yin Deji really has the magic power to make a simple plate of cold salad with folded ear roots into the temperament of a full Han banquet?

When he came down, Brother Mei asked him, "How is it, did the judges say anything to you?" ”

"No, one of the judges quietly gave me a thumbs up." Yoon Deji is calmer.

The results were announced in the afternoon, and 100 people entered the semifinals. When the host read out the list, Yin's mother pulled Yin Laohan's sleeve and trembled.

Yin Laohan comforted Yin's mother and said, "Our Yin Zi will definitely enter the semifinals, so don't be foolish", while he was so nervous that he trembled.

One by one, the names popped out of the host's mouth, and at the end of each one, we all hoped that the word that would appear later would be "Yin".

Finally, the host of "Yin ......" paused, and Brother Mei folded his hands and was ready to jump up to celebrate.

"Yin Zhiqiang ......"

She immediately suppressed the mood that was about to explode, and let out a disappointed "hey".

Every time the host pronounces a name, a group of relatives and friends in the table will raise a cry of celebration. After all, the national TV station of this competition broadcast live throughout the whole process, and the attention was high, and many chefs have made great efforts in their lives either for their ideals or for their worth.

Seeing that the 100 names are almost finished, we are becoming more and more unconfident. Yoon Deji remained calm.

At the time, I even thought that this might be the end of this time.

The host also owed, after reading 90 names, he suddenly stopped, and began to **** chatter, saying how wonderful this competition was, how masters "beat each other", how passionate, and chattered for a long time before he said in a tricky way: "Now, announce the last ten places to enter the semi-finals, chefs, if your name does not appear in the last ten lists, then I'm sorry, please go back and prepare for four years." ”

Everyone looked at the host anxiously, and several Beijingers scolded below: "This grandson deliberately pretends to be in debt!" ”

The "grandson" who pretended to owe read slowly: "The last ten shortlists, they are: Shi Ronghua, Miao Yong, Yang Qizhen, Wang Peiqiong, Liu Guangrui, Chen Jianjun, Hao Wei, ......"

The naughty host put down the sticky notes again and said to the audience: "Who are the last three lucky winners?" ”

Yin's mother is anxious: "This turtle son, is it going to rush me out of a heart attack?" ”

Yin Deji's personality is and anxious, but at this time, he showed an unprecedented calm attitude, like a Red Army soldier in a primary school textbook who treats death as home, and wants to stomp and chop you.

"Okay, then we'll find out the final answer now!"

He picked up the note: "The last three names, they are: Wu Jun and Zeng Xun...... Yin Deji! ”

Brother Mei suddenly grabbed Yin Deji's shoulder, screaming and swaying wildly, but Yin Deji was still like a revolutionary who looked at death as if he were at home, silent.