After a while, Lin Miao's Baiwei porridge was also ready, she raised her hand to signal the shopkeeper, reported her own dishes, and waited for the judges to evaluate them.

The judges began to taste the dishes one by one according to the order in which each chef finished the dishes. Huixian Building specially arranged a junior second in the field service store to record the votes of each chef, how many dishes he made, how to win or lose, and so on.

Soon, it was Fan Erye's turn, and the judges began to prepare to taste the dishes he made. The shopkeeper Li Wanfu first took over the topic he drew from Fan Erye, and told it to the four judges, "The title of this chef is: After the new rain in the empty mountain." After listening to this, the four judges looked at the bamboo shoot loin silk made by Fan Erye, and nodded one after another. The food is full of color, flavor and flavor, and this dish, from the perspective of se, is very suitable for the artistic conception of the topic.

Tang Jingliang leaned down slightly, his nose fluttered, and a rich fragrance immediately entered his nose. He hummed softly and nodded. Yes, the fragrance is very human, appetizing. He hurriedly picked up a bite with chopsticks and put it in his mouth to savor it. The shredded bamboo shoots, green and red peppers, and tenderloin wrapped in broth perfectly blend the flavors of meat and vegetables, and after stir-frying, they bring out a new flavor. The flavor is rich and long, making you feel like you're in the mountains, listening to the mountain breeze blowing through the jungle and the trees undulating like ocean waves. It was as if surrounded by the most quiet and peaceful night, without any noise, and even his own breath was almost inaudible. At this point, the throat moves, and the delicacy slides down the throat, leaving the aftertaste between the lips and teeth.

Tang Jingliang sighed lightly and couldn't help but smack his lips. Liu Wanfu's shopkeeper thought that Fan Erye's dishes were not delicious, which caused the soup chef to sigh. Unexpectedly, Tang Jingliang said next, "It's delicious!" This dish is full of flavor and quality. I voted for it. ”

Zhang Liankai heard the words, and also picked up a bite with chopsticks, but he first put it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, and then his nose gently stepped forward, swept it from left to right, and then nodded, put this mouthful in his mouth and chewed it carefully. Zhao Zhiying and Liu Heyu, the two chefs, also picked up the chopsticks and took a bite to taste.

"Hmmm! Very good. First of all, from the knife work, all kinds of silk cut to the same size, beautiful appearance. The heat is also very well controlled, especially the green and red peppers, which have just been broken, sweet and spicy with crispness, and light and wrapped in meat, which is really unstoppable. Zhang Liankai changed his previous cold expression, and his praise was overflowing. After saying that, he also cast his vote.

Zhao Zhiying also nodded and voted for Fan Erye. Several people were looking at him and wanted to hear his opinion. Zhao Zhiying didn't want to say more, but looking at everyone's expectant eyes, he had to say something, only to see him cough lightly and say, "I think the most valuable thing about this dish is that it interprets the artistic conception of the title very well." Tang Jingliang nodded in agreement. Zhao Zhiying went on to say, "After the new rain in the empty mountains, what should be expressed is a kind of quiet and quiet beauty, and this dish does this very well. In particular, the broth at the end of it can be described as the finishing touch, and the soup drips down, which is in line with the tranquility of the upper reaches of the Qingquan Stone, so without saying a word, I decided to vote for him. ”

After Liu Heyu tasted that mouthful, he kept looking up at the sky, as if he was thinking about something. After listening to Zhao Zhiying's statement, he lowered his head and said approvingly, "I agree very much with what the three of you just said." I think this dish is on topic

There are many highlights, in addition to the broth that Chef Zhao just said, I think the selection of bamboo shoots is also remarkable. After the spring rains, the bamboo shoots buried in the soil will quickly emerge from the ground. Although this poem is written in late autumn, the wonderful use of bamboo shoots gives this dish a vibrant life. Moreover, the delicious and tender taste of the bamboo shoots itself is refreshing and pleasant, making people feel like they are in the valley with fresh air after the mountain rain. ”

The other three judges, as well as Liu Wanfu's shopkeeper, all felt that Liu Heyu was reasonable. There is no doubt that he also voted for Fan Erye's bamboo shoot loin. Fan Erye is the group of chefs with the highest votes so far.

After the judges have finished tasting the dishes, the chef can take a break in the side seats. Fan Erye did not immediately go to the sidelines to rest, but came to Lin Miao's position. Seeing that Lin Miao was making porridge, she was simmering on the stove at this time, and couldn't help but ask her, "How do you make porridge?" What's your topic? ”

Lin Miao raised her sleeves, wiped the sweat from her sideburns, and smiled, "My topic is: nostalgia." ”

Fan Erye was stunned, this topic! Then he looked at the porridge made by Lin Miao, muttered for a while, and just wanted to say something, only to see Xiao Er of the field service store running over to him and saying, "Don't interfere with the chef's cooking on the field, please go back to the sidelines." ”

Fan Erye hurriedly explained, "I'm not an idle person, I'm also the chef who participated in the competition, and the judges have just finished judging the dishes I made." ”

The shopkeeper looked impatient, "After the evaluation, please go to the sidelines to rest, if you still stay on the field, you will become an idler." Please get out of here. ”

Fan Erye had no choice but to walk to the sidelines, and as he walked, he turned around and said to Lin Miao, "Don't worry, your porridge still has a good chance." ”

After a while, it was Lin Miao's turn, she extinguished the fire on the stove, attached a damp cloth to the outside of the casserole, and came to the judges with porridge.

Shopkeeper Liu Wanfu took over the topic from Lin Miao as usual, and then said to the four judges, "The title of this chef is: nostalgia." Then, he motioned for Lin Miao to turn on the casserole.

Lin Miao lifted the lid of the casserole as she said, and the fragrance of porridge immediately emanated. The four judges all took a deep breath and said in unison, "It's so fragrant!" ”

Tang Jingliang smiled and said to Lin Miao, "This girl, what are you doing?" ”

"Back to the soup kitchen, the little girl made Baiwei porridge."

"Oh? Do you know my surname is Tang? ”

"At the beginning of the competition, Shopkeeper Liu introduced four judges, and the little girl just remembered it." Lin Miao's face was full of smiles, and there was no stage fright at all. Tang Jingliang laughed, "Yes, I have a good memory, and I can also say that I have a heart." The four of us have tasted more than a dozen dishes, and none of the chefs remember our last names, only to call us judges, or simply keep silent. You're a pretty girl, hehe. ”

Zhang Liankai impatiently interrupted Tang Imperial Kitchen, "If it has nothing to do with the game, it's better to say less." Ask the chef to serve us four portions of porridge. ”

Tang Jingliang was interrupted by him, but he was not annoyed, he only smiled and said to Lin Miao, "The tired girl will serve four portions for us." ”

"Whoa." Lin Miao responded crisply, picked up four small bowls, served them separately, and handed them to the four judges.

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I wish you all a prosperous Year of the Goat.

Ask for recommended tickets, and ask the little masters to collect O(∩_∩)O~

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