In the exhibition hall, in front of the referee's seat, Liu Hui said in a voice, his voice was sharp, and with an extremely unbelievable color, his eyes stared at the mandarin duck crisp box in front of him that gradually began to change. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The original vulgar shape of the Mandarin Duck Crisp Box, after contact with lemonade, or due to the principle of thermal expansion and contraction, the external shape began to change, and finally after the heat dissipated, the Mandarin Duck Crisp Box that appeared in the eyes of everyone has changed its shape.

And when everyone in the referee's seat lost their minds, hundreds of people in the audience were also stunned, and then, an unprecedented noisy sound, suddenly resounded, through the huge projection, they also witnessed this almost magical scene, in their eyes, the mandarin duck crisp box in contact with lemonade, the external shape of the change, has become two strange shapes, nestled together, and exudes a slight sense of agility of the mandarin duck, a already thin heat rose again, As if something had changed in the filling, there was a slight cooing sound, which made the mandarin ducks in front of people more realistic.

"Damn... It's really ingenious, I didn't expect this Wang Ming not only to be good at knifework, but also to have such deep attainments in the production process of pasta, he is simply a genius in cooking. ”

"It's terrible, to be able to do this step, it requires extremely complicated dough folding techniques, and the temperature control of raw materials after maturity is also very accurate, I really can't see that I can do this step at a young age, which is a genius."

"This time, Jiaodong has really been slapped in the face, known as a genius chef who has not been out for decades, and now in front of this Wang Ming, it seems... It doesn't look outstanding, look at this meaning, this level doesn't need to be compared, just this ingenious skill, it has already shocked the referee's seat. ”

Everyone in the audience was discussing, and Lu Fengxian also had a look of shock on his face, although he was not familiar with the process of pastry, but he was able to arrange it so cleverly, which was enough to show Wang Ming's ingenuity.

"I'm in the same vein as Confucius... Blessed. Wei Tianxiang's lips squirmed slightly, making a sound that only he could hear, but there was still a look of shock on his face, even if he was himself, he couldn't do it to Wang Ming's level, although the record on the note had this production method, but he... I can't grasp the degree of this.

Above the referee's seat, several people gradually reacted, looking at the vivid mandarin duck crisp box in front of them, under Wang Ming's nod, they all picked up one, the conjoined mandarin duck in their hands was realistic, and it exuded a sweet smell, and there was a faint fragrance of lemon.

Finally, some gourmets couldn't help but be tempted, and took a bite gently, suddenly, a crispy fragrance reached the extreme taste, the first to pass from the crisp and tender skin to the taste, the outer skin of the mandarin duck crisp roll is very crispy, almost melts in the mouth, the bean paste filling inside is sweet and glutinous, the tip of the tongue is gently sipped, the taste of rustling, revealing a sweet fragrance of red beans, after being neutralized by lemonade drops, sweet but not greasy, wonderful taste, so that the gourmand directly opened his eyes.

"Well... Good... All right! Some reluctantly swallowed the mandarin duck crisp box in their mouths, and the sweet taste in their mouths still made the gourmets nod their heads again and again, and even shouted three times in a row, in order to show his satisfaction, and on the other hand, the rest of the gourmets and the senior teachers of the cooking association were also full of enjoyment at the moment, and the mandarin duck crisp boxes made by Wang Ming were too delicious, constantly impacting their taste experience.

There is no doubt that Wang Ming crushed Liu Hui again, and until this time, among the four exchanges originally scheduled, Wang Ming had won two games in succession.

"In the second round of the pastry craft exchange competition, it was still Wang Ming, a young chef from the Confucian lineage... Win. The host is very good at seizing the opportunity, and as his voice fell, the audience suddenly burst into a thunderous applause, the applause lasted for a long time, making Lu Fengxian's face pale, and Liu Hui on the playing field, after taking a deep breath, his face gradually returned to normal, since he entered the industry, after showing his talent, after the vigorous cultivation of Jiaodong Yimai, it has been almost smooth sailing for several years, all along, he will have an illusion, with his talent and hard work, he can almost be invincible, However, since he met Wang Ming, all his past glory seemed so fragile, and when he was snatched one by one, Liu Hui couldn't help but have a strong fighting spirit in his heart.

"The next time is still handed over to the two geniuses in our venue, and the project of the exchange competition is a wide range of carvings in cold meat."

"In the refrigerator behind you, there are all the raw materials for carving, and in the shortest possible time, carve your own life." The host opened his mouth and said one after another, which made the audience burst into applause again, Liu Hui took a deep breath, and when he turned around, he opened the refrigerator in front of him.

After careful selection, Liu Hui took out a strangely shaped pumpkin, and then, when he turned around, he put it on the cooking table in front of him, and with a flip of his palm, a slender carving scimitar appeared in his hand.

At the same time, behind the No. 2 conditioning table, Wang Ming also finished choosing, and when he turned around, he was holding a piece of ice cube that exuded cold air in his hand.

"I actually chose an ice sculpture, although the weather is getting colder now, but long-term exposure to the air will still make the ice melt, and on the test bench, there is no place similar to cold storage, this Wang Ming's choice is always so unexpected." In front of the seat of Qingdao cuisine, Xiong Libra changed his obscene image, a look of interest crossed his small eyes, and he whispered softly at the corner of his mouth.

Placing the ice cube emitting bursts of cold air on the pier in front of him, the corners of Wang Ming's mouth outlined a curvature, although the texture of this ice cube was too different from the special texture made in the cooking competition, but he was also confident that in the shortest possible time, it would be carved into the desired shape.

His gaze swept over Liu Hui, who had already begun to carve the prototype, Wang Ming took a deep breath, and when his gaze was withdrawn, the steps that followed were constantly flashing out in his mind.

With the palm of his hand, the carved straight knife made of pure steel appeared in Wang Ming's hand, with the gentle knife falling, on the ice cube, a clear pattern began to emerge, Wang Ming's expression gradually focused, the steel scimitar in his hand continued to sweep the ice, gradually, the pattern became clearer, and it can even be seen that the carved pattern seems to be a snow-white lotus.

When Wang Ming began to carve it, the pumpkin in Liu Hui's hand had been quickly cleaned, and after the slender carving scimitar in his hand continued to slash, a prototype of Maitreya Buddha with a golden body had also flashed out.

Liu Hui cut down quickly, and after the knife fell, the form of the Maitreya Buddha was clearer, and he pressed all the chances of turning the tables on this field, and each knife fell just right.

And Wang Ming, who was next to the No. 2 conditioning table, gradually accelerated with the movements in his hands at this moment, and among the ice chips splashing everywhere, the originally square transparent ice cubes already had a childish shape.

The two people on the stage are racing against time to carve quickly, and everyone in the audience is staring at the picture above the double projection, on the picture that is divided into two, the speed of the carving knife in Liu Hui's hand is still the same, and a half-supine Maitreya Buddha has a lovely smile, supporting the side face with one hand, and the whole body is golden, exuding a sense of luxury and peace.

On the other half of the picture, the shape of the work carved by Wang Ming can already be clearly seen, on the crystal clear lotus seat, a South China Sea Guanyin Bodhisattva, holding a clean bottle, one hand erected, although there is still a trace of roughness, but at a glance, but can also be seen clearly.

The carving is coming to an end, and the speed of the two of them is gradually slowing down a little, and between the fine carvings, ten minutes have passed again, and the pumpkin material is fine, but the ice sculpture selected by Wang Ming has traces of melting.

And such a change in the ice cube, so that through the double projection of the attention of the crowd suddenly caused a slight commotion, at the moment, many people's hearts are pinched, if according to this trend, maybe after the carving, with the melting of the ice, the entire ice sculpture has lost its value, so that Wang Ming in the third scene, instantly defeated.

"It seems that he is still too young, if he chooses other food carvings, he can at least be able to tie with Liu Hui's side, but once this ice sculpture is melted, it is already worthless, and it will destroy the perfect form, thus greatly reducing the score of the art of ice sculpture." Xiong Libra had regret on his face, and the corners of his mouth murmured.

"Looking at the appearance of the guy, he is not the kind of person who is eager for quick success, how can he recklessly choose the ice sculpture, although the ice sculpture is indeed more technical than the food eagle in terms of difficulty, but it also has its fatal drawbacks, it seems that excessive self-confidence is sometimes a fatal shortcoming, just like Liu Sandao when he just came out of the competition." Among the several senior brothers, the fifth brother Zhu Liye, who has always been extremely concerned about the results of the game, also spoke, which immediately attracted the softness of the rest of the people, and Wei Tianxiang, who was sitting in front of several people, still looked light-hearted, he didn't believe that Wang Ming would be such a reckless person.

Sensing that the ice sculpture had subtle traces of melting, the curvature of the corners of Wang Ming's mouth expanded even more, and the speed of the carved straight knife in his hand increased again, and with the sound of brushing, ice chips flew in all directions.

"At this time, what if you want to complete it quickly?" Lu Fengxian said secretly in his heart, watching the speed in Wang Ming's hand suddenly increase, but at the same time, the ice sculpture had already begun to melt, and drops of ice water were dripping down from above.

As the last knife fell, in front of Wang Ming's eyes, a beautiful ice sculpture appeared, a crystal clear lotus platform, and a lifelike statue of Guanyin, which made this ice sculpture look like an artistic beauty, but the ice chips stained on it were occasionally dripping with water droplets, but this harmonious scenery suffered a little damage, making the beauty suddenly lower to a level.

Most people looked sorry, shook their heads and sighed, their eyes looked at the ice sculpture that dripped, from time to time above the screen, but Wang Ming on the operating table was still unfazed, with the water droplets mixed with ice chips dripping down, the whole ice sculpture seemed to be more rounded, and just after the last drop of ice chips was driven by the water droplets, Wang Ming's eyes suddenly froze, and the palm holding the bottom of the ice sculpture moved, and when a cold air instantly diffused out, the speed of the ice sculpture melting suddenly stopped, and at the same time, a cold gas, also gradually drifted up from the ice sculpture, so that the people who were already with regret shook their heads and sighed, and were shocked by the sudden change in front of them.

"Delusion?" (To be continued.) )