Above the professional seat, the corners of Wang Ming's mouth murmured, and when he slowly stood up, his eyes swept over the three people beside him, these three people, like him, are all chefs from other provinces, but there is a little difference, the three of them made a special trip to participate in this Yu cuisine food festival, and Wang Ming happened to catch up with this special festival. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As the three of them took the lead in the direction of the cooking table, the master of the Culinary Association also opened his mouth to introduce one by one, one of them was tall, about thirty years old The chef is named Cui Yongqing, a chef belonging to the Huaiyang cuisine, and next to him is a chef who is about the same age and ordinary appearance, named Ge Tian, a chef who belongs to Hui cuisine, as for the remaining one, he is older than Wang Ming, but if it is compared to the previous two, he is a little smaller, he looks like he is twenty-five or sixteen years old, with a big bald head, There is always a simple and gentle smile on his greasy face, and his name is Zhou Qiang, and he is a chef of Hebei cuisine.

After the master of Henan cooking introduced the three of them, his eyes fell on Wang Ming, although he was not very familiar with the previous three people, but he also had several faces, but for Wang Ming, there was no slightest impression, looking at Wang Ming is the chef of the first line of Lu cuisine introduced, his brows were slightly frowned, as one of the eight major cuisines of Lu cuisine, it was natural to let him take a look at it, but the age of Wang Ming in front of him made Su Dong's face a little unnatural.

"Chefs from other cuisines and local cuisines have some contacts with our Yu cuisine, so I came to participate in this food festival, and they are all very famous chefs in the local area, although Lu cuisine is the first of the eight major cuisines, there is never much communication with Yu cuisine, and... Sending such a small chef seems to be a little too contemptuous. Su Dong said secretly in his heart, and immediately withdrew his gaze from Wang Ming.

"Chef of Lu cuisine, Wang Ming." Su Dong said in a flat voice, the dissatisfaction in his voice was quite strong, although Yu cuisine is not among the eight major cuisines, but it also has its own characteristics and arrogance, especially in the local food festival in Luoyang, and for the subtle differences in this introduction, Wang Ming did not care, the expression on his face was indifferent.

"We have also introduced the four chefs from other cuisines, and next, I hope they can have a wonderful performance and add a different color to this Yu cuisine food festival." Su Dong spoke again, the expression on his face gradually returned to naturalness, and while smiling, his eyes swept over the four of them, and he groaned a little and spoke again.

In this way, we can cook with the cuisine or local cuisine of the four of them, and let us feel the charm of other cuisines and local cuisines. What do the four masters think? Su Dong's voice fell, Cui Yongqing of Huaiyang cuisine and Ge Tian of Hui cuisine both nodded, and Zhou Qiang, the chef of Hebei local cuisine, also nodded and agreed after a little silence, and as for Wang Ming, he also agreed indifferently.

"In that case, if you need any raw materials, now our staff will prepare, let's take a break, I believe it will be more exciting in a while." Su Dong said with a smile, and then, a staff member went to the seat of the conditioning table, and after communicating with the four people, he quickly prepared the raw materials.

"This time, the Yu cuisine food festival is quite interesting." Above the seat, Shangguan Jing'er said softly, her voice was very soft, and her Chinese was also very standard, and as her voice fell, everyone in the other seats also nodded.

"The chef of Lu cuisine doesn't look very old, it is estimated that he is not even twenty, as the head of the eight major cuisines, is it so unbearable now? Or, deceive me that there is no one in the local cuisine? A chef about 30 years old on the side said, he is also a local chef in Luoyang, and he is also well-known in the Luoyang chef world, but compared to Shangguan Jing'er's words, there is still a lot of gap.

"In the name of Lu cuisine, being able to participate in this food festival has already given a lot of face to the local cuisine, you have a problem with your ideas, and what's wrong with your young age? If you judge a person in this way, it is a little too subjective. Shangguan Jing'er said lightly, her age is not very old, and she has different ideas from these people, and Wang Ming in front of her, she seems to have some familiar feelings, as if she has seen them in a hurry.

"Where?" Shangguan Jing'er frowned slightly, just like the posture of an oriental woman, her golden hair was very beautiful under the reflection of the sun, for her memory, Shangguan Jing'er had always been very confident, and at a certain moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she finally recognized Wang Ming.

"The guy who ordered sixteen water mat dishes alone in the water mat garden should be him." Shangguan Jing'er's brows quietly dispersed, and a pair of beautiful yellow eyes were withdrawn from Wang Ming's body, when she hurriedly glanced at Wang Ming out of curiosity, but even so, Wang Ming was directly recognized.

Under the gaze of Shangguan Jing'er and others, after a while, the raw materials needed by the four people were also sent over, and the noise among the huge crowd of onlookers around gradually dissipated, and thousands of eyes fell on a few people in the center.

"The dish I'm going to cook is called fried shrimp in the typhoon shelter, and it's an authentic Huaiyang dish." Cui Yongqing opened his mouth to speak, his voice was loud, and it seemed a little out of place with his thin appearance.

"The representative work of Hui cuisine, bayberry balls." After Cui Yongqing's voice fell, Ge Tian raised his head and looked at the few people above the seat, and said softly.

"In addition to the donkey meat in Hebei, there are no national civilized dishes, so today I will make you a dish from Tangshan, silver tusk geoduck." Zhou Qiang said with a sincere smile, and as his voice fell, Wang Ming took a deep breath and immediately shrugged his shoulders.

"Since everyone is cheering, I'll also make one of the most common dishes in Lu cuisine, Bingzhan Shredded Apple." Wang Ming's voice fell, and there was an uproar in the audience, the chef of the dignified Lu cuisine actually made such a dish that most people have usually eaten, and for this uproar, Wang Ming didn't care at all, and when he lowered his head, just like the other three, he began to clean the raw materials.

"Isn't it just a plucked apple, what does this ice cup mean? Does a dish still need ice sculptures? Someone whispered in confusion, while Shangguan Jing'er on the side fell into a short groan, and when she raised her head again, her eyes lit up slightly.

"Borrow the ice from the lamp to make the wire drawing better... It can not only improve the quality of this dish, but also quickly make it shaped, good idea, but now that the weather is hot, in such weather, the difficulty of ice carving has increased almost geometrically..."Shangguan Jing'er said softly, and the chef who had just spoken on the side was stunned, and then nodded with deep sympathy.

The three of them are extremely skilled and fast, and therefore, attract the attention of the vast majority of people, Wang Ming's raw materials in front of him are very single, after washing the red apples, Wang Ming quickly and paste, then stood in front of the conditioning table, grabbed a kitchen knife next to him at will, tiled, the left hand buckled the apple in the palm of the palm, and then the left hand suddenly moved, the speed was so fast, under the sound of brushing, the apple in the palm of the palm walked a few times downstream of the kitchen knife on the board, his movements quietly stopped, and the apple in the palm of his hand, but it has been shaved cleanly.

Most of the onlookers were stunned, many of them didn't even see how Wang Ming did it, even some people who were focused on Wang Ming only saw Wang Ming pressing the apple and quickly turning around on it, and at that moment, the sound of gasping cold air quietly sounded.

"This knife technique? He should be a young talent in the line of Lu Caikongfu. Shangguan Jing'er's eyes shrank slightly, looking at Wang Ming's gaze was a little intriguing, and then, as if she remembered something, her face also stiffened for a moment.

"No... It's that Wang Ming, right? ”