In the early morning of the next day, the cool breeze swept slightly, and the sun began to dew, waking up the sleeping girl.

Guo Mingying has finished washing up and bought soy milk fritters, which are also excellent for breakfast.

The two enjoyed it together, during which Guo Mingying asked casually: "Xiao Yao, what are your plans next?" ”

Sikong Yao drank soy milk by himself, ignored this kind of question, and replied casually: "Enter the main city of the Heart of Sacred Food first, where you will definitely be able to learn more exquisite dessert skills." ”

Guo Mingying folded half of the fritters and stuffed them to Sikong Yao, for fear that she would not be full, and then asked: "I'm not talking about this, I'm worried about your diet and daily life." ”

After Sikong Yao finished breakfast, he lazily lay on the table, warm and didn't want to move.

Guo Mingying continued to preach while cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks: "In case I leave, you play games without eating or drinking like before, and no one will know if you die." ”

Sikong Yao waved his hand softly and said, "No, don't worry." ”

Guo Mingying glanced at her and questioned: "It's strange to be relieved." ”

After washing the dishes and chopsticks, Guo Mingying reminded again and again, "I'm going to class, you must take care of yourself, and you must remember to eat lunch." ”

"Uh-huh, got it." Sikong Yao was a little impatient and perfunctory.

After Guo Mingying closed the door and left, Sikong Yao suddenly jumped up like a cheetah waiting for a chicken's blood. In the blink of an eye, the Heart of the Holy Food was registered.

Unexpectedly, it was rare that Meng Shi was also online early in the morning.

"Master Meng, it's so early today."

Meng Shi responded: "Of course, today is also the day of the novice village cooking competition. ”

In the novice village, the competition site, the lively atmosphere is in full swing.

The competition area is divided into two large areas, dessert and cooking.

Among them, desserts are divided into Western and Chinese, and the same is true for cooking, but they are also more specifically divided into soups and main dishes.

Sikong Yao naturally participated in a Western-style dessert competition, while Meng Shi chose a Western-style main dish.

After the host made an impassioned opening speech, the competition officially kicked off.

Each contestant is in a hurry to handle the ingredients in their hands.

The smell of powder essence, the sweetness of cream, and the fragrance of flour poured out for a while, and even the air was mixed with a little sweetness. Most of the contestants are women, and their appearance is also graceful. Under the glow of various colors of fluorescent powder, or kneading noodles, or pulling together vermicelli, just like a flying fairy, the scene is beautiful.

On the other hand, the cooking area is much bloodier, with bloody red meat, fresh seafood, anvils and knives, and all kinds of carapace dismemberment being dismantled like a machine. There are also more rugged ones, with a slight change of the knife, twisting it hard, and directly pulling out the lobster head with the flesh.

Cooking clearly places more emphasis on one skill than dessert baking, and that is knife work.

The knife is the soul of the chef, and the first process of any cooking process begins with the processing of the ingredients.

For a time, all kinds of kitchen knives were of different lengths, different sizes, and the cold rays were everywhere, dancing into a piece of silver light.

After Sikong Yao melted the cocoa syrup, he pulled out a bottle of blueberry-flavored rum.

The processing of desserts is obviously more time-consuming, and for this competition, most people have come up with the skills of housekeeping, and a variety of high-end dim sum emerges in an endless stream, which is dazzling to see.

The cooking dishes have been baked, and Master Meng processed a cheese cod steak, a sweet and smooth sauce, and a crispy and fragrant fried fish crisp, which won full applause and qualified to enter the main city as the champion.

After that, there were pumpkin bisque, bacon custard pie, Paris lobster, red wine pheasant, Italian basil soup, etc., all of which won the unanimous affirmation of the judges, and even made the audience spit bluntly.

The first dessert was also baked, and the air began to waft with the ultimate aroma of eggs.

The pastry technician held five cupcakes in front of the judges, and everyone was gluttonous and began to eat.

The pastry technician introduced his work on the side: "This is a cupcake made with crocodile eggs instead of eggs, and the protein content is 18% higher, and the cooking grade is 7, so I hope the judges like it." Since the cake had just been baked, I had a spoon for the judges. ”

The Western food judges were the first to speak: "Eating cupcakes with spoons and spoons has not become cheese soup?" Interesting, interesting. ”

The spoon touches the cake lightly, and the fluffy and soft skin can be found in one place, revealing the golden brown cake base, which is appetizing.

The fluffy cake melts in your mouth and has a strong milky flavor, which has been well received by the judges.

Then there were lemon pies, strawberry jelly, pineapple orange pie, etc., all of which made the judges worried, but they did not expect that so many skilled pastry chefs would emerge in this cooking competition, and it was really difficult to choose.

Sikong Yao's work has been put into the refrigerator, waiting for the final condensation.

Meng Shi had already finished the event, so he greeted on the side: "Sikong Yao, what are you doing?" ”

Sikong Yao said confidently: "Chocolate." ”

Master Meng continued to ask, "Black truffle chocolate?" ”

Sikong Yao nodded, but shook his head again, and said, "Well, it's just improved." ”

The dessert of the penultimate contestant has also taken shape, milky biscuits.

It is said to be a biscuit, but it is made into the shape of a square chocolate, and with the milky white skin, it almost makes people mistake it for a piece of white chocolate.

The pastry chef proudly introduces her creations: "Creamy biscuits, grade 10. ”

It was a very simple introduction, but it made everyone exclaim.

The level of cooking is 10, which can directly enter the main city, and there is no need to go through a match to obtain permissions.

The judges were also stunned, the work with a cooking grade of 10 is a well-deserved first in this whole competition, and it does not need to be tasted at all, and it can be directly judged as the top three.

Take a sip, the milky aroma is like a lapping wave that is about to swallow people, silky and mellow, like bathing in a bathtub made of milk. Calcium is like a charging warrior, making the bones of diners tremble.

It was a pure white world, and clouds made of milk floated in the sky, and people were lying on top of the clouds, and the silky milk pouring in from all directions was overwhelming.

Meng Shi glanced at Sikong Yao and said with a smile: "It seems that you have met a strong opponent." ”

Sikong Yao smiled and shook her head, no else, but there was confidence in her smile.

When the time came, her work was also baked, and sure enough, it was black truffle chocolate.

Five pine fungus-like balls lay there peacefully, exuding a hint of cool ice.

The low temperature does not mask the aroma of crispy dried fruits, but softens the aroma of black truffles.

As soon as the black chocolate truffle appeared, the mellow smell captured everyone's sense of smell.

A sharp-eyed judge immediately saw something and used a fork to slice open a chocolate truffle to reveal the filling inside.

Crispy biscuits wrapped in rum.

"Chocolate? No, truffle heart chocolate. Little girl, is there such a recipe in the heart of the Holy Food? ”

The judges looked at Sikong Yao's work with great interest, this judge is a master of recipe collection, and the recipes below level 15, except for peach heart jelly cakes, are all in the bag, but Pian Pian does not have such dessert recipes.

One of the judges was a little surprised and asked in a panic, "In this case, it can't be an unknown recipe above level 15, right?" This kind of skill is another demon. ”

Sikong Yao smiled and shook his head, the privileges of the beta players have become extremely mysterious at this moment, the permission to skip the level of cooking, in addition to ignoring the level of the recipe, can also ignore the recipe itself, and you can do what you want.

Of course, Sikong Yao didn't use such permission to show off at will, but just prevaricated: "Of course not, this is just an eighth-level recipe, a companion obtained when collecting black truffles." ”

The judges will be suspicious, and he has paid for the dishes above the fifteenth level, and it is indeed not comparable to the chocolate in front of him.

Anyway, let's eat it first. The judges on the other side of the gluttonous side couldn't help but want to enjoy it.

The mellow chocolate constantly irritates their noses, and they have long been salivating.

The five judges held the chocolate in their mouths at the same time and chewed it.

Sikong Yao suddenly frowned, there was something wrong with her at all.

The judges frowned bitterly, and if there was something unspeakable, they looked at each other, intending to confirm that they were not alone in such a problem.

The judges picked up the napkin and spit out the contents of their mouths. A judge with a rather straightforward personality no longer hesitated, and asked bluntly and angrily: "Sikong Yao, why is the chocolate you made sour?" Bad! ”

"Impossible! How can it be sour? ”

This was Sikong Yao's first reaction, and she was very confident in her work.

The other judges felt the same way, but they didn't say it so badly, but said leisurely: "This skill and appearance are still good, but the taste is still a little worse, maybe it's a new taste, it doesn't suit our appetite." ”

"Impossible, how could my wine chocolate be sour?"

The judges' meaning was very clear, Sikong Yao's work was eliminated.

But Sikong Yao was not convinced, how could the chocolate she made be sour? Sour chocolate, it's really unheard of.

The straightforward judge was a little displeased, and asked rhetorically, "You don't believe our judges' tongues?" ”

Sikong Yao was neither humble nor arrogant, and said: "Sikong Yao doesn't dare, but the chocolate I make will definitely not be sour." ”

"Then you're still suspicious of us?" The judges were displeased.

Sikong Yao argued with reason and spoke again: Sikong Yao had no such intention, but begged the judges to give me a convincing statement.

The judges smiled instead, pointed to the chocolate and said, "Convincing statement? Well, you compensate yourself, it's not sour. ”

"No!"

Just as Sikong Yao took a step forward, someone stopped her.

Everyone looked at it from afar, and some of them let out an exclamation.

"Isn't that the village chief?"