"What? You can't trust the four of them, but you can trust me? Umeng asked deliberately.

"I don't believe in you, I believe in your cooking. As a truly good chef, if he can't evaluate the food he and others make, then he is not a qualified chef. Lin Miao looked at Wumeng and said sternly.

Wumeng didn't expect that she was not a big person, but what she said was the truth.

However, Lin Miao's words aroused the dissatisfaction of the surrounding onlookers.

"What do you mean? If you can't objectively evaluate other people's dishes, you are an unqualified chef. So what does she mean is that our four judges are all unqualified chefs? Because she doesn't believe that the four major juries will judge her dishes objectively and impartially. ”

"Oh, it's just a nice thing to say, she's just afraid that her skills are not as good as others, and everyone will find out, so let the sect leader and her taste it, even if it's unpalatable, it's just that they know it."

"I see."

“”

Lin Miao turned a deaf ear to the words of the people around him, and only looked at Wumeng.

"Yes, I promise."

"Then let's prepare a little, let's start in half an hour, or in this place, please ask the Wu Sect Master to prepare the venue." Lin Miao arranged for Wumeng to do things.

Wumeng didn't care about him, turned his head and said loudly to the crowd, "Fangyue, you make arrangements, after half an hour, Lin Miao and I will try cooking skills here." ”

Lan Yuejiao heard him call Fang Yue's name, and somehow, she felt a little uncomfortable, and hurriedly stood up. Said to Lin Miao, "Lin Miao, there is still some time, let's go to the backyard to rest first, shall we?" ”

Lin Miao knew. This is Lan Yuejiao who wanted to ask herself, and nodded hurriedly and agreed, "Okay." ”

In the pavilion in the backyard, Lan Yuejiao made a pot of good tea and sat down to taste it.

Lin Miao sat down beside her, and when she looked calm and relaxed, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Lan Yuejiao asked strangely.

"Sister Lan Yuejiao, don't pretend to be calm. Don't you want to ask me why I want to try my cooking skills with Umengbi and promise him such harsh conditions? ”

Lan Yuejiao lowered her eyes. It's like saying indifferently, "You do that, you have your own reasons." ”

"Sister Lan Yuejiao, are you angry with me? Do you think that I have abandoned you? I only care that I can leave the dark culinary world. That's why he agreed to Umeng's conditions so readily? When Lin Miao saw Lan Yuejiao's cold look, she knew that she had misunderstood herself.

Lan Yuejiao pursed her lips and didn't speak, but her expression was clearly saying: Isn't that so?

"Oh, my good sister, don't you believe me?" Lin Miao coquettishly pushed Yuejiao's arm.

"I want to believe you, but what you just did really makes me incomprehensible. Before you agree to Umon's terms. Didn't you look back at me and Ling Rui? Neither of us is advocating that you say yes, but. You still insisted on going your own way, so readily agreed. There is no consideration for our feelings at all. Lan Yuejiao truthfully said what she thought in her heart.

Lin Miao breathed a sigh of relief, Lan Yuejiao was willing to say the complaints in her heart clearly, which showed that she still believed in herself.

If you want to succeed, you are most afraid that there will be a gap between your companions and you will not believe in each other.

"Sister Lan Yuejiao, listen to me explain to you." Then, Lin Miao told Lan Yuejiao what she thought one by one, and also analyzed the current shape to her, letting her know that the cooking competition was the best choice at present.

Lan Yuejiao listened to her in surprise, and she realized that Lin Miao did not agree to Wumeng's request in order to protect herself.

"Lin Miao, I just blamed you, you won't blame me, right?" Lan Yuejiao was a little embarrassed, just now she lived the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, it was really in vain that she was still so old Lin Miao, and she was so narrow in thinking about things.

"I'm wrong about you, too." Ling Rui flashed out from behind the pillars and looked at Lin Miao with a smile.

"Hey, how can you eavesdrop on other people's conversations?" Lin Miao pretended to be angry.

"I'm sorry, it's me who is bad." Ling Rui hurriedly apologized, he couldn't see Lin Miao angry, as long as she was angry, he was willing to promise her anything.

"Lin Miao, have you figured out what to cook, come and try it with Wumeng?" Lan Yuejiao asked with some concern, "Wumeng's cooking skills are very superb, and in the entire dark culinary world, there is no one who can match him." If you compete against him, you have almost no chance of winning. ”

"I know this, and I haven't figured out what I'm going to cook for a while." Lin Miao smiled embarrassedly. She hadn't touched a spatula in four years, and she didn't know if her cooking skills had deteriorated.

Although she reads books related to cooking every day in the sinkhole, books are books after all, and the knowledge on them cannot be transformed into her own skills without actual operation.

Hearing her say this, Lan Yuejiao and Ling Rui both showed worried looks. Especially Ling Rui, when he heard Lin Miao say that he had no ideas yet, his heart was cold. In this way, Lin Miao's chances of winning Wumeng are very small. That means that after this competition, Lin Miao will leave the dark cooking world, and he may never see her again.

Half an hour was coming soon.

The square in the front yard of Osan was crowded with people who came to see the excitement. Many people also played betting on winning or losing, betting on Wumeng to win and Lin Miao to lose.

Only Ling Rui bet on Lin Miao to win. Lan Yuejiao has no interest in getting involved in this kind of thing.

"Hey, I said Ling Rui, you bet on Lin Miao to win alone, if Lin Miao loses, you will have to lose a lot of money, I'm afraid that if you take off your underwear and sell it, you won't be able to make up so much money, right?"

“”

"Haha! If you don't have money, you can be a cow and a horse, anyway, Lin Miao will abandon him at that time, he can just live the rest of his life after this Wushan, and he has time to work as a coolie to pay off his debts. ”

"Lin Miao won't lose." After Ling Rui said this coldly, he stopped paying attention to everyone and returned his attention to Lin Miao on the field.

Umeng looked very excited today, his face was full of red light, and his expression was beaming.

"How? Lin Miao, have you figured out what to cook? Before the competition began, Umeng was a little curious about what this little girl would do to compete with herself.

"I'm ready, what about you?" Lin Miao is also full of confidence.

Wumeng couldn't help frowning, where did this little girl get her confidence, she was really a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers, she didn't know that the one standing in front of her was the most skilled chef in the dark cuisine world.

"Now that you're ready, let's get started." Umeng didn't talk to her either, and took the big cutting board on the side with one hand and a bone slaughtering knife with the other.

Umeng picked up the good pork belly that he had prepared, threw it on the cutting board with a bang, and then slapped the surface of the pork belly vigorously with the back of the bone slaughterer.

Syllable! After taking a shot, Umeng will turn the pork belly in one direction, and then continue to shoot a second time, snap!

His movement was too big, and Lin Miao couldn't help but be attracted to him.

Lin Miao found that although the sound of the back of the knife slapping the flesh was very loud, the force used was actually not very heavy.

What is he doing here? Do you pat the meat loose?

Lin Miao remembered that in the book in the sinkhole, there was a record of this method, using the method of slapping the surface of the meat to 'dredge the muscles and bones' of the meat. After this treatment, the meat is more active and soft, and the mouth will be very smooth.

However, not all meats are suitable for this treatment, and meat treated in this way is best used for steaming. If it is meat used for stewing and stir-frying, it is not suitable for such a beating, which will make the meat lose its chewiness and springy taste.

It seems that what Umeng is going to do is a stewed dish.

After a while, Umeng tested the softness and hardness of the meat with his hand, and then nodded with satisfaction.

Next, he removed the skin from the surface of the pork belly and discarded the skin. Then the pork belly is first cut into thin slices, then the thin slices are changed into thin strips, and finally the bone slaughtering knife is picked up and chopped into meat puree.

"I was going to make meatballs!" Lin Miao couldn't help but say.

"Lin Miao, what are you doing? Why are you still looking at others, why don't you start doing it quickly. Lan Yuejiao saw that Lin Miao looked fascinated, and couldn't help but remind her loudly.

"Oh yes, I almost forgot about it." Lin Miao came back to her senses and stuck out her tongue at Lan Yuejiao apologetically.

Her appearance made the surrounding doormen laugh.

"Haha! I actually forgot that I was still competing, it seems that the charm of the sect leader is great, and it can make the opponent fascinated. ”

"That's right, it looks like we bet on the sect leader to win today, and we must have won."

Lin Miao came back to his senses and thought about it carefully. Umeng makes meatballs, so it should be meatball soup. The taste of the meatball soup is relatively light, and if you make it light, I'm afraid you won't be able to beat him, so it's better to make dishes with a strong taste.

Thinking of this, Lin Miao first selected a fat three-yellow chicken from the ingredient shelf.

Wash the three yellow chickens first, scald them with boiling water, and remove the fluff and dirt on them. Then, she used the tip of her needle to poke countless small even holes in the body of the three yellow chickens.

Then, Lin Miao chops the ginger into fine powder, mashes the peppercorns into powder, mixes with salt, and spreads it evenly on the chicken.

Then, she began to massage the bones of the chicken with her hands.

When the onlookers saw her like this, they couldn't help but be curious and funny.

"What is she doing? Massage chickens? ”

"I think she's pretending, learning and using it, didn't the sect leader just slapped the pork belly with the back of a knife. She must have been inspired, so she also figured out how to massage the chicken to make the meat soft. ”

"It still sounds reasonable, so it's understandable for her to do this."

"It looks like a god, where is the fiber enough. If you want to make something delicious, you can't just learn from other people's examples. ”

After massaging the appearance of a cup of tea, Lin Miao stopped what she was doing, wrapped the chicken body tightly with white gauze, and set it aside for later use. (To be continued......)