On the ring, as the movements in Wang Ming's hands fell, there was an uproar in the audience, and countless eyes looked at the emaciated figure on the stage, and a trace of heat emerged in his eyes, although it was only a competition in knife skills, but after Okita Hikawa showed such a swift knife technique, Wang Ming was still in an invincible position, which was already very remarkable in the eyes of everyone in the audience. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

As the eel in Wang Ming's hand was quickly processed, the sticky foam was washed off with salt water, and then, with the meat layer facing up, the No. 2 mulberry knife in his hand was gently cut down, and a herringbone knife pattern was drawn out above the eel meat.

After the eel was processed, Wang Ming's eyes glanced at the several soups prepared on the side, and after tasting them one by one, he took one of the bowls of soup with a slightly light taste.

After choosing the soup, Wang Ming put the wok on the fire, after adding the clear oil, as the flame rose, the oil temperature in the pot was also slowly heated, and at the same time, the No. 2 mulberry knife in his hand slashed through the eel, opened everything in two, and smeared a layer of starch on the place of the flower knife, and carefully inlaid the prepared minced meat filling.

The hot oil on the wok, when it is burned to seventy percent hot, Wang Ming put the eel strips into the pot, after cooking and frying over low heat, salvaged them, and changed the knife again into knuckle-like long pieces, and then put them into the oil pan again, fried until golden brown, turned off the flame, and then, in the pork soup, add soy sauce, a little vinegar, green onion and garlic, and a little sugar, after adjusting into a marinade, the small fire rises, the bubbles are tumbling, and a small sweet and sour fresh fragrance is suddenly diffused, at the same time, Wang Ming fished out the golden eel in the pot, put it in the soup, stir-fried it slightly, stir-fried it twice, quickly stir-fried it out of the pot, sprinkled it with green onion and ginger shreds, and put it aside.

The golden eel segment is wrapped in a layer of crystal soup, but the bottom of the plate does not overflow in the slightest, and the small sweet and sour flavor spreads out, so that Okita Hikawa, who has just cooked the dish on the side, also cast his eyes.

"Looks pretty good, I hope you didn't disappoint me." Okita Hikawa opened his mouth to speak, his voice was cold, his face returned to his original coldness, and he looked a little serious, but for what he said, Wang Ming shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and immediately swept the dragon and tiger fight cooked by Okita Hikawa, without speaking.

The waiter put two dragon and tiger fights on the referee's seat, one of them picked up the eel cooked by Okama Hikawa, blew it gently, and put it in his mouth, and suddenly a small sweet and sour taste was the first to diffuse, with chewing, the eel meat was crispy and tender, and the meat filling in it was full of juice, and the perfect combination of eel and meat filling, mixed with the fresh fragrance of the soup outside, made the middle-aged man in a suit nod silently, even if it was another Chinese chef on the side, there was a trace of satisfaction on his face.

"Okayamakun's dragon and tiger fight, although this is the third time to taste it, the taste is still very good, Yo Xi." The man in the suit who nodded silently said, compared to Okita Hikawa, he spoke Chinese much more fluently, but from his words, he could still clearly hear his Chinese-Japanese.

As the voice of the man in the suit fell, another Chinese chef on the side also nodded, and he had to admit that this Japanese chef's research and cooking of Chinese food had reached a very professional level.

The eyes of the two of them took back from the dish on the Okamachi Hikawa, and after looking at the dishes cooked by Wang Ming, they all picked up the water cups in front of them, took a sip of water in their mouths for a while, and after rinsing their mouths, they picked up the brand-new chopsticks on the side.

The color of the dragon and tiger fight in front of him is golden, and the outside is wrapped with a layer of extremely thin glass, which is crystal clear, which makes the eyes of the Chinese chef light up slightly, and the man in the suit of Japanese cuisine on the side also nodded, showing appreciation.

The chopsticks of the two poked out one after another, and the man in the suit picked up a piece of eel meat, looked left and right, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently, and then frowned slightly, and then, somewhat absentmindedly, put the eel meat in the chopsticks into his mouth.

The faint fragrance of the soup, with the chewing, the golden and crispy eel meat suddenly burst out of an irrepressible fragrance, which contains a piece of elastic tooth filling, chewing, the internal soup suddenly seeped out, the fragrant and juicy filling is fragrant and smooth, slightly hot, permeated in the mouth, and with every chewing, the eel is crispy and crispy, like the sound of the dragon biting food, as for the smooth filling of its teeth, it also makes a sneering sound, The chewing action of the man in the suit stopped suddenly, and the expression on his face stiffened directly, he admired Okamita Hikawa very much, and never thought that the taste of this dragon and tiger fight could be done to this extent, the meat quality and heat of the eel, the two of them controlled it very well, but the strength and taste of the filling, and even the delicious soup contained in it, it seems that the portion cooked by Wang Ming at this moment can better reflect the essence of this dish.

The expression on the face of the man in the suit stiffened for two seconds, and then he gradually came back to his senses, looking at the Chinese chef beside him, and at this time, the expression on the face of the Chinese chef was also very complicated, half loud, as the eel in his mouth was swallowed, the Chinese chef squinted his eyes slightly, and the expression on his face had enjoyment, intoxication, and a trace of irrepressible pride.

"I want to... The result should already be obvious. The chef of the Chinese food did not directly announce the result, but looked at the man in the suit on the side and said, and as his voice fell, the man in the suit nodded, and then his eyes fell on Wang Ming.

"Although the essence of this dish of Okitana-kun has been obtained, Mr. Wang's dragon and tiger fight is obviously superior, so this game, unfortunately, Okana-kun... You lose. The man in the suit spoke, and as his voice fell, Okita Hikawa nodded, but there was no trace of chagrin on his face, while Wang Ming hugged his fists and arched his hand at Okita Hikawa.

"I conceded." Wang Ming opened his mouth to speak, his expression was also very indifferent, as his voice fell, the audience suddenly erupted into a burst of applause that was extremely strong, and the sound was mixed with the sharp sound of whistling, one after another, so that the atmosphere below was pushed to the peak in an instant.

This period of repression has now been completely released, so that when many eyes fell on Wang Ming on the stage, they all had a trace of fanaticism, noisy voices, and kept shouting Wang Ming's name, but Wang Ming above the ring, he didn't know why, he couldn't feel a trace of pleasure at all.

Looking at the bursts of cheers from the audience, Wang Ming was just about to move his steps, but Okita Hikawa took a step forward, and immediately a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Mr. Wang's knife skills are very good, but in Japanese cuisine, the most important thing is also knife skills, I don't know, can I use today's ring to ask Mr. Wang for a lesson or two?" Okita Hikawa's voice fell, and there was a hint of hidden deep fierceness in his eyes, and Wang Ming on the side fell into a short silence, he faintly felt that this Okanashi Hikawa seemed to be... It's not as simple as setting up a ring.

"What? Mr. Wang has no confidence in his three-way knife technique? Seeing that Wang Ming didn't make a sound, Okanashi Hikawa leaned closer again, and deliberately lowered the sound, but Wang Ming's eyes suddenly froze.

"It seems that Mr. Okahita has spared no effort in his investigation of me." Wang Ming opened his mouth and said, the expression on his face could not see joy and anger, there was no trace of color, the three-way knife method belonged to the first line of Lu Cai Kongfu, which was not too much of a secret in the circle, and as his voice fell, Okita Hikawa smiled slightly, and then, nodded at Wang Ming.

"The Chinese have an old saying, knowing oneself and knowing the other, only a hundred battles will not be lost, do not understand Mr. Wang, how can I be kind to get an axe here?"

"Moreover, my teacher, at the beginning, he was better than Mr. Wei in terms of knife skills, but I don't know if you, the heir, are better than the blue, or... One generation is not as good as the next. The corners of Okama Hikawa's mouth pulled out a trace of arc, and he said to Wang Ming, and as his voice fell, Wang Ming's eyes were crossed with a fierce color.

"It seems that Mr. Okaha is very confident, and in that case, then... Let me shatter your faith completely. Wang Ming said lightly, as his voice fell, the curvature of the corners of Okama Hikawa's mouth became more diffuse, but the smile fell in Wang Ming's eyes, but it was still with Senran.

"So... Please. Okama Hikawa spoke, and then, the first to return to his position, and Wang Ming also turned around and came to the position of another conditioning table.

Seeing that the two of them returned to the position of the cooking table, Hikawa Okita on the side beckoned, and the waiter on the side hurriedly walked over.

"Prepare two pieces of dry ice, two parts of salmon and two parts of shellfish and trimmings for sashimi." Okita Hikawa spoke stiff Chinese and said to the waiter, and then, his eyes fell on Wang Ming on the side.

"Exactly the same raw materials, each exhibition can be, see in the end, who can depict Japanese cuisine as quickly as possible, for the carving and assembling of artworks, Mr. Wang, there should be no problem, right?" Okanashi Hikawa said again, and as his voice fell, Wang Ming nodded slightly, and then, looking at the various knives in the carving knife box, he groaned, and covered the box.

"Use mine, it's all made of pure steel." Kang Xing, who had been silently paying attention to the movement here, walked over very appropriately, and opened another identical yellow wooden box in his hand, revealing the sharp and exquisite knives in it, and Wang Ming was stunned, nodded with a smile, and then, one of the slender flat-mouth scimitars was clamped out with two fingers.

"Thank you." Wang Ming opened his mouth and said, and then, the box was covered, and Kang Xing on the side was stunned, there are many kinds of carving knives required, different carving knives have different functions, and similar to Wang Ming's single selection of carving knives, he has not seen it, but in this way, it is inevitable that the speed will be greatly reduced.

Thinking like this in his heart, Kang Xing didn't say anything, took a deep breath in retreat, and looked at the two people in front of him, and at the same time, the waiter prepared the materials needed one by one.

"Mr. Wang, do you need a flat-headed knife?" Okamita Hikawa spoke, his eyes fell on Wang Ming, and as his voice fell, Wang Ming shook his head, and then pointed to the No. 2 Mulberry Knife beside him.

"Chinese chef, a knife in hand, it's enough!"

(To be continued.) )