Gusu mutton soup, the hot snow-white mutton soup floats with green green onions, the aroma is overflowing, and the white smoke rises. The aroma of mutton wafts wantonly, with spicy red oil and spicy peppercorns, and when you hold it in your mouth, the thick fragrance seems to melt into the whole body.

One bite down, sour, spicy, tangy, the smell is not a derogatory term for bad taste, it is a special taste, not the traditional sense of fishy, in fact, this is not a fishy smell, but only belongs to the most essential part of the mutton exuded by the taste.

Because this taste is more special, if it is not used well, this soup will fail, maybe people who like to drink mutton soup can accept it, but people who don't like mutton soup will definitely not accept this taste; However, if used well, this light but mellow flavor will naturally sublimate the whole soup as a sublimation, elevating the original deliciousness to another level, whether you like it before or not, people will be deeply intoxicated.

Although this special taste is not deep, it is very light, but this light taste is silently showing its own sense of existence, deep and quiet, which brings the deliciousness of the mutton itself to an extreme, mellow and fragrant.

The mutton soup is bright in color, milky white, the soup is beautiful, and the nutrition is needless to say, just by looking at such a bowl of white and pleasing thick soup, you know that this soup must be a great supplement.

Not fishy, delicious, thick soup, mellow taste, fragrant, not greasy, exquisite materials, exquisite techniques, boiled by the clearest mountain spring water, the original soup, the soup color is mellow, drink a sip hot, the taste is an indescribable mellow, let people smack the taste of it. Forget all your worries and immerse yourself in this tantalizing delicacy.

Soft and juicy slices of lamb float in the boiling soup, which is thick and meaty. Soup. The snow white is slightly yellowish, and at first glance, it brings out all the essence of mutton. Fresh but not fat, fat but not greasy, tender but not cotton, pure but not light, mutton fragrant and tender, soup slippery. Full of flavor.

Especially in the use of mutton fat, it can be said that this is also a novel idea, people when making meat soup because the meat itself will produce oil, so very few people will add animal oil when cooking meat soup. If you don't master it well, the meat oil will make the whole pot of soup greasy and greasy, making people unable to swallow, but Tong Ran boldly added meat oil to it. A thick layer of mutton fat is applied to the top of the lamb slices. It not only locks in the moisture on the surface of the mutton, but also forms a thin protective film on the outside of the mutton in the process of gradually melting with high temperature, locking the mutton slices in a constant temperature state and slowly maturing, and also locking the deliciousness of the mutton itself.

The mutton slices in this soup are simply tender to the extent of "outrageous", tender and glutinous, tender and sultry, just one bite will make people feel like they can't stop.

Even though it's a hot summer day. Taking a sip of the mellow mutton soup is also a very refreshing experience.

Especially on a lively occasion like this. A table is drinking mutton soup, the atmosphere is happy and warm, everyone is laughing and talking, drinking a mouthful of mutton soup, not only warm the stomach, but also warm the heart, at that moment, as if the whole person suddenly opened up, the kind of can't help but come from the heart of the pleasure makes people unforgettable.

When drinking mutton soup, the most suitable accompaniment is the kind of pancake with a wide edge and a thin crispy middle, which is brushed with sugar before baking, and sprinkled with a lot of sesame seeds, golden and salty.

After taking a bite of the baked cake and drinking the mutton soup, I suddenly felt that there was nothing else to ask for in this world.

For those who can eat, break the fragrant pancakes into small pieces, soak them in the boiling mutton broth, and eat them after a while, which are already dyed with the smell of mutton, green onions, and chili oil, and still have a crispy texture that has not yet been soaked in the soup.

Gusu mutton soup, fine production, exquisite feeding, rich spices, fragrant taste, milky soup, not fishy and not fat, with crispy sesame baked cake inside, mellow taste, long rhyme.

Unconsciously, the mutton soup and baked cakes in front of the judges were all eaten, and even Shen Erniang ate most of the bowl, and after wiping her red lips with a handkerchief, she nodded with satisfaction, with a glint in her eyes.

"I didn't expect the taste of this mutton to be so beautiful, that year I went to Ganzhou, eat their mutton soup, that taste, I swore never to eat it a second time, today I was eating it hard, I didn't expect this soup to be not lost to our fresh fish soup here, sure enough, the people in our south are better at cooking, much more exquisite than the rough barbarians in Ganzhou!" Li Da, the head catcher in the Suzhou Mansion, shouted loudly and said loudly.

"In my opinion, this mutton soup is even better than the fish soup we have here!" As soon as Li Da's voice fell, he immediately echoed him.

"That's right, it's the first time I've drunk mutton soup, and it's not as bad as they say, so you can't believe the gossip."

"It's so fresh, no wonder everyone in Liangdu loves to drink this, it's really delicious!"

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The praise was endless, and even the audience could feel the enthusiasm of the audience for Tong Ran's bowl of Gusu mutton soup. On the stage, Tong Ran saw that his work received a warm response after it was served, standing on the stage with a long body of jade, the folding fan in his hand was unfolded, shaking gently, the corners of his lips were hooked, and a shallow smile was opened.

He glanced at Su Miao, who was standing opposite, with his peripheral vision.

Su Miao stood quietly on the stage, looking at the excitement of the stage lightly, and there was really no expression on the face that was flatter than the marble floor.

His dark eyebrows raised slightly, paused, and smiled lightly.

Master Jiang stood aside, kept smiling and observing the judges' seats, and when he saw that the judges' seats soon became lively with the spectators behind the fence gate, he stepped forward, struck the golden gong with a golden mallet with a smile, and said loudly:

"Next, please ask the judges to score Miss Su and Tong Sigongzi!"

As soon as the words ended, there was a two-second pause in the scene, and the judges looked at each other, even the spectators behind the fence gate.

Duck blood vermicelli soup, Gusu mutton soup, these two soups are very special works in their cognition, how should such a special work be scored. Exactly who should be judged to lose and who wins, all the judges made a mistake for a while.

"It's not easy to compare these two soups together. The old man thinks that the two soups are the best in the soup! Lord Huang, who was old and long-looking, said angrily.

As soon as the words came out, Shen Erniang sneered: "Lord Huang's words are too much, the best in the soup?" This kind of thing is also considered the best in the soup? Presumably, Lord Huang has never drunk any excellent soup. I admit that this Gusu mutton soup is really wonderful in terms of taste, but whether it is this duck blood vermicelli or this Gusu mutton soup, at most it is just a food placed on a small stall on the side of the road, and it is difficult to get into the hall of elegance. ”

Lord Huang is over seventy years old, and he was bitterly criticized for his taste by a child-like but domineering junior. An old face was green, and he glared at her hatefully, but he knew that this woman was the milk sister of a certain prince in Beijing. I can't offend, so I have to swallow my anger.

Xia Chang on the side hurriedly smiled and changed the topic:

"Whether it's street food, or whether you can get on the hall of elegance. None of that matters. From the perspective of these six items, the two soups are taken out separately, which one is qualified, but I personally prefer duck blood vermicelli soup, especially this duck blood, which can cook duck blood so tender, and it is not scattered. The taste is also just right, which is really rare for a little girl. The tender duck blood and the sweet potato powder produced in Luzhou are also used cleverly, on the contrary, Tong Sishao's Gusu mutton soup is too mellow, and it is a little too mellow. ”

"I think Lord Xia is biased, from the beginning of the competition, Lord Xia has been biased towards the little girl surnamed Su, I heard that Miss Su was recommended by Master Xia's old friend Master Jingming, who knows it, I can understand that Lord Xia has a soft spot for that little girl, I don't know, I think that Lord Xia is hindering the identity of the little girl who will be the little daughter-in-law of Ruiwangfu in the future, and I am compromised." Shen Erniang looked at Xia Chang's face and laughed from her nose, a little yin and yang, although she had a childlike face, that face was dyed with colorful fat powder, and she looked even more demonic than the girl in Hualou.

Xia Chang's face froze, looking at Shen Erniang, although he was a little unhappy in his heart, he could only smile reluctantly:

Mrs. Shen laughed, Miss Su was indeed recommended by me, and it was because I liked Miss Su's cooking style that I recommended her to participate in the competition. But even so, I won't reverse black and white, and say that the bad is good, I have been in this industry for most of my life, even if I appreciate Miss Su's craftsmanship, I will never show favoritism, good is good, bad is bad. Not to mention that fairness and impartiality as a judge of the competition are the most important, for Miss Su's career, it is more important to find out her mistakes and point out her shortcomings than to praise exaggeratedly, I admire that child, so I will never ruin her future. Because of this, I want to say that we old bones come to this competition not only to join in the fun, but also to discover and promote juniors, so that our industry can develop for a long time. Our industry has been looked down upon for many years, since there is this competition, since our peers began to form a group, the status of our people has gradually been raised, because of this, we should be more relaxed, look at every child openly, there is no prejudice, there is no personal disgust, only look at the craft, only this way our industry can be maintained for a long time. ”

As soon as this remark came out, it was approved and echoed by many peers, only Shen Erniang's face was not very good-looking, she felt that this old thing clearly referred to Sang scolding Huai and saying that she was prejudiced against Su Miao.

"Xia Lao's words are good, they are all for the good of the juniors, so the old man also said a word, if Xia Lao feels that he doesn't like it, don't take it to heart." Guo Xi, the last Qin'an chef, stroked his beard and said.

"No, Mr. Guo, please speak." Xia Chang hurriedly said with a smile.

"Miss Su's duck blood vermicelli soup is indeed delicious, I have eaten duck soup for many years, this soup really makes the old man's eyes shine, duck blood, vermicelli, duck soup, there is nothing bad, the old man also admitted, if it is taken out with other soups, the old man will definitely give the winner to Miss Su. It's a pity that this soup met the Gusu mutton soup of Tong Sigongzi, compared with the mutton soup, Miss Su's methods are more tender. There is nothing wrong with the duck blood soup itself, if you really want to talk about the problem, it is estimated that it is the selection of materials, which is too thin. ”

Xia Chang just laughed, laughing and not speaking.

Seeing that the discussion on the judging table was almost over, Master Jiang cleared his throat and announced loudly again:

"Judges, it's time to score!"

The judges' seats, which were still buzzing, fell silent for another half second, and after looking at each other for a while, accompanied by the loud sound of announcing the name of the dish, the score boards were raised one after another.

Duck blood vermicelli soup, four points, five points, five points, four points, three points......

Gusu mutton soup, five points, four points, five points, five points, four points......

The total score, seventy-three points against seventy-three, the powerless ending suddenly reappeared like a curse, brushing away people's surprise, and after people exclaimed, "How can this be like this", emotions habitually calmed down, and stared at the scoreboard boredly.

The judges were also hostile to each other. Obviously, because the judges of the two soups were also divided into two factions, no judge would like a draw in the final, and a weak draw would only make them feel that their existence was unnecessary, so when there was another draw in the game, all the judges became angry with their colleagues in the enemy camp, and neither side thought that the other side had as much power as their own.

Not only did the game once again appear deadlocked, but even the judges also showed a stalemate between the two factions.

Tong Ran stared at the score on the scoreboard, the smile on the corner of his lips had already frozen, and his snow-white fingers pinched the handle of the fan, making him even paler.

Su Miao didn't expect such a situation to happen, she was now tired of the draw, although the draw meant not losing or winning, but this sense of powerlessness made her feel anxious from the bottom of her bones, and every bone began to shout silently because of this irritability, she pursed her lips.

"What should I say about this, I even sent three letters saying that she would definitely win, and grandma has already started making carp brocade." Su Xian swallowed melon seeds and said. Carp brocade is a kind of red carp-shaped noodle fruit, in the custom, whenever there is a child who returns to his hometown in the family and returns to his hometown, the elders of the family will make a lot of carp brocade to give to relatives, friends, neighbors and even strange passers-by, so that everyone can share the joy together.

Su Chan rubbed the melon seeds, and after a while, let out a long sigh.

At night, the stars are like lights, and the lights are like stars.

In the small kitchen of Ji Chunzhai, the delicious and thick mutton soup was steaming in the pot, Su Miao stood in front of the pot, scooped up a spoonful, blew it, and took a sip beautifully, at this moment, a playful chuckle came from behind him:

"Miss Su, are you planning to start imitating me?" (To be continued.) )

PS: I wish you all a happy Chinese New Year, all the best, and a prosperous Year of the Monkey!!