The heavy rain was followed by a sunny and sunny day.

After eating a plate of crayfish with full color and flavor yesterday, he finally came back to life today, although he had a stomachache last night and made trouble for half a night, he had to ask Lang Zhong to come over and prescribe medicine, it seems that his stomach is only suitable for eating lobsters in the sea, not for lobsters that grow in the pond.

"Xiao Weiwei, are you really okay?" Su Miao tilted her head, stared at her face, which was a little empty with a blue and white aftertaste, and asked worriedly.

Aftertaste pushed away her face in embarrassment, coughed twice pretending to be steady, and replied in a deep voice:

"It's fine."

"Really?" Su Miao leaned her face over again, looked at him from the bottom up, and confirmed.

Aftertaste felt more and more embarrassed, glanced at her, pushed her face away again, and nodded angrily.

Su Miao was pushed away by him, rubbed his forehead, and looked at him from top to bottom with suspicious eyes, is it really okay, Xiao Weiwei always wants to save face and suffer!

On the other side of the stage, Zhou Cheng stared at the two of them as if no one was showing affection, and his face had begun to turn green.

The ceremonial officer finally finished communicating with the judges, walked up to the stage with a smile, struck the auspicious gong, and announced the rules of the competition with a smile.

The rules of the fourth round are simpler than any of the previous matches, and at the same time, the rules of the fourth round of elimination are more like a competition, no longer cooking different dishes and giving them to the judges to taste and score, but the two groups of players participating in the competition will decide the winner with the same dish.

The hostess draws lots to choose a dish, and the two groups of contestants cook according to the name of the dish drawn by the hostess. Both groups of contestants will make exactly the same dish at the same time.

It's easy to say because two identical dishes are compared side by side, and the professional judges can eat the best of them with just one bite, and there will be no more excellent works from both sides in previous competitions. The addition and subtraction can only be determined by the difficulty of the dish; It's hard to say that it's hard to say that having two identical dishes in the same game has to impress the judges without being able to be independent because they want to innovate.

From a judge's point of view, scoring is very easy; From a contestant's point of view, it was more difficult to win than any of the previous races.

Su Miao yawned lazily. It's really not easy to be the organizer, and I don't know how many brain cells are wasted just by thinking about the same rules of the competition.

Aftertaste glanced at her and asked, "Tired?" He tried to be calm when questioned. In fact, he was very weak-hearted, he tossed her all night yesterday and tossed her too.

Su Miao shook her head twice and yawned again.

The aftertaste rubbed twice on her fluffy head. said: "You can't win without being mental." ”

Su Miao heard this. Yawned and laughed out loud, his eyes fell on Zhou Cheng's iron-green face opposite, a pair of apricot eyes narrowed slightly, and he snorted:

"Just him, you want to win me too? The dishes he made have not left my father's shadow until now, and he can't make anything that belongs to him, not to mention, he is chasing my father's shadow, and the more he chases, the farther away from the original road. From the moment his mind deviated from the fact that he was focused solely on cooking, he was finished. ”

In retrospect, I feel that Su Miao's sometimes telling the truth is quite vicious. Zhou Cheng had already been criticized in her mouth, and she glanced at Zhou Cheng, whose face was blackened into the bottom of the pot because she was completely ignored, paused, and said:

"Anyway, be nervous, be careful of capsizing in the gutter."

Su Miao glanced at him, and then glanced at Zhou Cheng's face, which had gathered a lot of dark clouds and black qi above his head, and snorted from his nose.

In the first game, the first course, everyone locked their eyes on the hand of the ceremonial officer into the wooden box, but the result was surprisingly simple, but surprisingly difficult.

The first course - stir-fried brassica.

Brassica is rape, in Yueliang country, brassica is a very common vegetable, every household will eat, in daily life, this vegetable and cabbage radish belong to the highest purchase rate of vegetables, people have to buy every two or three days.

Stir-fried brassica is even more ordinary, home cooking is a total of those methods, the vegetables are cooked in the way of "stir-frying", which is the easiest to operate and the most widely used cooking method. Applying the technique of home-cooked food to such a high-level national competition, when the name of the dish was pasted on the red curtain behind the stage, the contestants did not have much to do with the audience to explode the pot first.

"Fried brassica? I just ate this dish yesterday, what's the deal about it? Someone said with great incomprehension.

"It's like, I can even make fried brassica, so I finally squeezed in to watch the game and show me this thing? I thought it would be so interesting, I wouldn't have come if I knew it wouldn't have come! "The people who complained one after another, this also can't complain about them, the audience has no tickets all rely on occupying seats, there are many loyal spectators all come to line up early, hard to line up in front of the game naturally hope to see more exciting, like fried brassica this kind of home-cooked food at home can be seen by watching his mother's stir-fried vegetables, why do you have to come here to grab a seat to see?

"I want to see Miss Su cook meat." As a loyal audience of Su Miao, a little daughter-in-law puffed out her cheeks and said, "I went back to try the method she cooked meat last time, it is very easy to use, I still want to see her do more tricks, I came over before dawn, what is delicious about brassica, I will make it, raw and water, no amount of salt is tasteless, we don't like to eat fried brassica." ”

"You don't know this, stir-frying is the same as learning," said an old gentleman with gray sideburns who looked a little cultured and stroked his beard with a meaningful smile, "This knowledge seems to be shallow, but in fact it contains countless truths and wonders, and every time you interpret it, you will get a new understanding." The same is true for stir-frying, which seems simple, but in fact contains many wonderful things waiting to be discovered, and the more simple things seem to be, the easier it is to be overlooked, the more difficult it is to understand, and this is true for everything. ”

The group of men who tucked their shirts into the waistbands of their trousers and the little daughter-in-law who carried a vegetable basket and a flower headscarf all looked at him with strange eyes, and after a while. The little daughter-in-law who said earlier that she wanted to see the boiled meat suddenly asked curiously:

"This old gentleman, you are also a cook?"

"No, the old man teaches at Chongru Academy." The old gentleman continued to stroke his beard. With a hint of pride and complacency, he said with a smile.

"It turned out to be a teacher, I thought it was a peer with the above, a layman can also point fingers, and the reader clearly said that the interlacing is like a mountain, and it is really said one thing and one thing." The little daughter-in-law snorted and said.

The old gentleman's face turned green.

VIP seats.

"Third sister. Does the second sister make fried brassica? Su Yan frowned and asked worriedly.

"Nonsense, your second sister is also a chef." Su Chan clicked on a bag of melon seeds. Gave him a blank look.

"But...... Second sister, she has never fried brassica sprouts. Su Yan was scolded, hung his head in disdain, pointed to his fingers, and muttered quietly.

Su Chan spit out the melon seed shell. Pinched his fingers and thought for a long time:

"That's because she hates fried brassica."

"I hate it, so can she do well?" Su Yan heard this. Becoming more and more worried, he hurriedly asked.

Su Chan thought for a while and replied, "She said she was professional." ”

"It doesn't matter, Miao Miao hates to eat too many things, but she makes everything delicious." Lin Yan said with a smile, and politely handed Su Chan a cup of tea. Su Chan's back injury has not healed yet, after all, it was caused by her, and Lin Yan has been serving Su Chan as an exclusive maid for the past few days. Although Su Chan didn't need it, she even felt that she was annoying like an old mother.

Su Yan listened to the words of the two of them. After taking a reassuring pill, I finally put my mind at ease and concentrated on watching the second sister's game.

On the stage, when the topic of fried brassica was announced, Su Miao and Zhou Cheng were very surprised.

Zhou Cheng was surprised because he felt that it was ridiculous that there was an ordinary home-cooked dish like fried brassica sprouts in such a national competition, which was simply an insult to his craft, a trampling on his career, and a contempt for his professional dignity. He was furious, and even thought that the person who came up with such a question and set the rules at the contest must be a layman who didn't know anything, or else a fool.

Su Miao looked at Zhou Cheng's indignant expression and guessed what he was thinking, and snorted from his nose.

The ingredients prepared for the competition are very complete, from various spices to various side dishes, the only two requirements of the competition rules for this dish, one is that the main ingredient is brassica, the second is to stir-fry, and the other is free to play.

The auspicious gong struck loudly, and Su Miao walked to his stove, glanced at the various materials on it, and picked up the green brassica in the basket and looked at it. The brassica sprouts are very large, the roots are very thick, and she actually prefers small rape to the big ones, and she flattens her mouth.

A pair of eyes looked carefully at the various ingredients on the stove, put down the brassica sprout, and whispered in her ear:

"This is brassica produced in Yangping County, which has the highest yield, but because of the problem of local soil, the vegetables grown have a strong earthy smell and are not easy to remove."

Su Miao was slightly stunned, looked at the green brassica in her hand, pulled off a part of the root with sufficient moisture and put it in her mouth, tasted it, frowned, and looked at the aftertaste:

"Giving this on purpose, right?"

"It's possible." Aftertaste replied, paused, and saw that she was still chewing, and the corners of her eyebrows twitched fiercely, "I haven't spit it out yet, the dishes haven't been washed yet, and all the food is soil." ”

"Even if there is soil, it has already been eaten, and it is too late to vomit now." Su Miao said nonchalantly and instructed Chen Sheng to wash the vegetables.

On the stove opposite, Zhou Cheng had already begun to boil the pot, and on the stove under the iron pot, the vigorous flames were high.

The rules of the competition are that both parties cook the same dish, and the rules of serving are who finishes the dish first and serves it first, there is no doubt that Zhou Cheng is fighting for the first opportunity to serve the food.

Su Miao looked at his nonchalant expression, and it was obvious that he didn't take the fried brassica sprouts in his eyes at all.

Zhou Cheng naturally knew that the brassica produced in Yangping County had a strong earthy smell, and he added a lot of seasonings to the stir-fry. He didn't use salt, he used soy sauce, because using salt would kill a lot of water, which would not only cause the loss of water from the vegetables, but also turn the stir-fry into soup and the dishes were not good to look at, so he used soy sauce.

This is not only to brighten the color of the single color of the brassica, but also to absorb the flavor, as we all know, the brassica is not easy to taste because of the moisture, often after it has been out of the pot or the taste is still light, from the mouth to the taste is very bad, so Zhou Cheng used soy sauce and fresh soup, all kinds of spices to adjust the fresh soup, poured into the pot, turned on high heat to let the pot boil, quickly stir-fry, until the brassica put all the soup into the pot before the pot, before the pot on the green vegetables shallow poured a layer of milky white sauce.

Zhou Cheng had never made fried brassica before, because neither the original Pinxian Building nor the restaurant where he worked later had fried brassica this dish. Stir-fried brassica sprouts are too homely, and few restaurants will sell this dish, and Su Dong, as his master, is good at large banquets and is not home-cooked food.

Zhou Cheng doesn't know about home-cooked food, and his understanding of this vegetable is obviously not enough, he uses soup to cook vegetables to make vegetables flavorful, and the method is not wrong, but he ignores that brassica is a green vegetable that is very easy to wilt. Put a lump of lifeless leafy greens on the plate, the shape can be imagined, when the home-cooked food is okay, it appeared in the national competition, and Zhou Cheng's face and lining were all lost this time.

There are a number of ingredients, and even if he makes a mistake, there are no extra ingredients for him to rework, so he can only send a plate of fried brassica sprouts to the judges' table for scoring.

The twenty-four judges were surprisingly consistent in their actions when tasting the dishes, watched for a long time, then picked up the smallest one, took a bite, and then put the chopsticks down.

Su Miao, who was watching Chen Sheng cut the brassica, felt funny when she saw the soft and watery fried brassica sprouts sent to the judges' seat, in her opinion, the layer of sauce at the end was the biggest failure of Zhou Cheng's dish, it was completely a snake painting, and he thought it was the finishing touch.

Stir-fried vegetables also pay attention to the color, flavor and color, not the meaning of colorful side dishes, but to modify the green color of green vegetables to make its original color more clear and attractive; Fragrant, the fragrance of green vegetables is the most easy to ignore, most people feel that the taste of green vegetables is too bland, so they will add a large number of seasonings to the fried vegetables, but they don't know that the original fresh taste of green vegetables is the most delicious, as long as the appropriate seasoning is added to enhance the clear taste of the green vegetables themselves, the true pure taste will evolve into a deeper charm.

The most important point is that since it is fried vegetables, the fried vegetables must retain the original crisp and tender taste of the vegetables, no matter what the reason, once the fresh and crisp vegetables themselves are destroyed, even if the taste is delicious and attractive, the most important key is not grasped, this is still a failed dish. (To be continued......)