Daughter red is the traditional wine of the Han people in the south of the Yangtze River, this fermented rice wine is made by fermenting glutinous rice, brown sugar and other substances. It contains the amino acids needed to measure the human body!

After all, the winters in Jiangnan are cold and damp, and you need to drink this wine regularly to strengthen your resistance. And crabs are known to be cold, and when daughter Hong meets Huadiao, it can be said that it is like Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi, and the encounter is a perfect match.

As for the story of this daughter Hong, it has been passed down for thousands of years, and it has been recorded as early as the Jin Dynasty: women's wine is a record of the necessary things for rich people to marry their daughters in the old days.

When the first cry of the daughter on the ground begins, it will definitely make every father's heart warm. If the family has a few acres of land, they will use the glutinous grain of a few acres of land to brew a few jars of daughter red.

In the past, the grain of an acre of fields in the south of the Yangtze River could be brewed into a jar of daughter red. After the brewing is done, carefully fill the jar and seal it and bury it deep under the osmanthus tree in his backyard.

It's like burying a father's love deep in. If you have nothing to do, you will step on a few feet under the osmanthus tree from time to time. After a few kicks, it seems that my heart will be more steady.

Some people say father: you grow up with me slowly, and I grow old with you......

This altar of daughter red seems to have become a witness of family affection, passed down from generation to generation.

When Lu You lived in Dongguan Ancient Town, after tasting his daughter's red, he wrote the sentence that has been passed down through the ages: "I only want to live in Dongguan and watch the moon rise in the lake at night." ”

At this time, Li Gengxin poured a small jar of daughter red on the crab, and saw that the red crab shell collided with the daughter red and suddenly rose up with bursts of smoke.

The strong aroma of wine seems to have passed through thousands of years.

"Stock!" Li Gengxin turned around and shouted behind him again. At this time, Nalan Qiancheng moved aside the can of soup that he had prepared for Li Gengxin earlier.

The spoon danced up and down like a big sword. Spoonfuls of thick white broth were scooped into the pot by Li Gengxin and steadily. Gradually, all the crabs in the pot were overwhelmed by the thick white broth.

"Fish maw!" Li Gengxin commanded loudly.

Mo Xiaoxian turned around and brought the fish maw that had been prepared early to Li Gengxin's hand.

All the members of Lee's team shuttled back and forth around him like a marquee. Although it seems to be a little chaotic, everyone has their own fixed task assignment, and everyone will find that Li Gengxin's surroundings are not chaotic. Methodical!

He looked down at the matchbox-sized piece of fish maw in the tray. Li Gengxin was not in a hurry, and poured all the fish maw into the pot in one go.

Instead, he turned around and gently poked the fish maw with his hand, feeling the surface of the fish maw full of moisture and elasticity. After nodding with satisfaction, Li Gengxin grabbed the tray and gently pulled the fish maw metal chop into the pot with a hand spoon.

Puff ...... Puff ...... Puff ......

A piece of fish maw fell into the broth, until the last piece of fish maw was pulled into the pot by Li Gengxin, Li Gengxin squinted his eyes to observe the changes in the fish maw in the pot, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. He seemed to be very satisfied with everything in front of him.

Bend over. Li Gengxin adjusted the fire of the stove to the medium position, because the flame is too strong and too hard, it will cause the soup to volatilize quickly, instead of slowly burrowing into the belly of the fish.

And if the firepower is too small, the effect will not be very good. This will cause the fish maw to soak in the soup for too long and lose its texture, becoming fluffy and chewy.

Of course, there is another important point, that is, if Li Gengxin turns the heat too low, the thick white broth that has been cooked will be slowly diluted by low heat, and the pure elements in the original soup will be slowly diluted, and the soup will slowly become clear. This is undoubtedly what Li Gengxin does not want.

After adjusting the heat, Li Gengxin turned around and took some bamboo salt, and sprinkled the peppercorns evenly into the pot.

Completed everything in front of me. Li Gengxin nodded with satisfaction. Then he pulled an hourglass out of his pocket. It was placed on the lotus table.

"The quartz sand metal in this hourglass leaked to the other side, exactly fifteen minutes." Li Gengxin smiled and ordered everyone.

"Hmmm! Elder brother...... I didn't do anything. I'm just staring at the hourglass. Fifteen minutes without blinking! Yang Sanwu looked at the hourglass in front of him with a smile on his face, and made a military order on the spot.

"Don't blink? Not really. Li Gengxin said to Yang Sanwu. Suddenly, I heard a burst of exclamations from the audience.

"Huh? What's wrong? Li Gengxin subconsciously turned his head and looked at the audience. I knew in my heart that the exclamations in the audience were definitely not directed at me.

"Shhh...... Holy, what's that? Yang Sanwu's eyes were attracted by the waiters at this time.

It turned out that these waiters had a snow-white plate in their trays. Underneath the plate is the shape of a first-quarter moon made of purple sweet potato puree. On top of the purple mashed purple sweet potato is a piece of meat that appears to have been fried. The brownish-red pieces of meat were sprinkled with a little crushed crumbs of the nine-story tower. The most striking thing is, of course, not only these, but also a small octopus with a leg removed at the head of the pan. And the octopus's body is still slowly struggling in the plate. It makes people look very cruel, a very disobedient feeling instantly welling up from the bottom of my heart.

"Who made this dish? That's cruel, isn't it? Zhao Dahai muttered with a strange look on his face beside him.

Li Gengxin shook his head slightly and said, "This should be considered a standard dark dish, right?" If I were a judge. I wouldn't give this dish a high score! ”

Looking at the huge plate placed in front of Yang Hongli, Li Gengxin noticed that Yang Hongli's brows had gathered into an obvious Sichuan character at this time. Through the interpretation of the eyes. Li Gengxin knew that Yang Hongli really didn't want to play chopsticks.

"! That's too violent, isn't it? Nalan Qiancheng looked at the rostrum with a strange expression on his face at this time and said.

Affected by Nalan Qiancheng's words, Li Gengxin turned his head to look at Nalan Qiancheng, and then instantly turned his head and followed Nalan Qiancheng's gaze towards the rostrum.

At this time, I saw that Li Xiaoteng actually used chopsticks to hold the little octopus on the plate and gently drank it in the spices on the plate, and then stuffed the little octopus into his mouth with one mouth, and he refused it.

"I'll you! This is too ruined, right? Can that live baby octopus eat like this? Li Xiaoteng's taste is so heavy! Li Gengxin's voice just fell. I heard Mo Xiaoxian whisper at this time: "This dish is actually made by a unique team." I don't know if they're cooking, or if they're coming off the line with a lot of flavors? ”

Hearing this, Li Gengxin did not look back. After all, according to Mo Xiaoxian's words, this dish is a unique product. Then Li Xiaoteng dared to stretch out his chopsticks and take a bite. It seems that everything makes sense.

Playing towards Yang Hongli from afar. Li Gengxin found that Yang Hongli tilted his head, not knowing what he was listening to Teacher Luo or Li Xiaoteng. Then Yang Hongli reluctantly stretched out his chopsticks and grabbed a small octopus and ate it with the sauce.

Then, Yang Hongli picked up the knife that he had prepared at hand and gently cut the meat piece. I pinched the chopsticks and took a piece of it, and sent it to the middle of the vermilion lips and tasted it slowly.

"Huh? Is this dish so delicious? Nalan asked with some curiosity.

It turned out that at this time, Yang Hongli actually looked down at the meat in the huge disc with a surprised face, as if he didn't believe his eyes. That kind of surprise is by no means artificial, everyone can see that the eyes are full of heartfelt admiration!

"It seems that I am the king of chefs today, and it is a tough battle!" Nalan Qiancheng whispered, not knowing who he was talking to.

After sighing faintly, Li Gengxin said, "I am the king of chefs. That time was not a hard nut to crack, that time was not a hard battle."

After everyone listened to Li Gengxin's words, they were silent.

"I'll go, is this a white-cut chicken?" Zhao Dahai looked at the waiters who walked past him with a surprised look on his face, and looked deeply twice.

Li Gengxin was just about to turn back, only to hear Mo Xiaoxian say disdainfully: "No matter how beautiful the presentation is, it is difficult to hide the essence of a plate of white-cut chicken." I'm really drunk when I even use white-cut chicken to make up the numbers in this level of competition! ”

As teams began to submit their team's work to the judges' bench, there were fewer and fewer busy teams. And Li Gengxin himself also found a problem, that is, the number of gluttonous delicacies that emerged in this competition seems to be very, very large. Even this time I was the king of the chef competition. The number of fine dishes seems to be greater than the sum of its parts.

"This time, there are so many eye-catching dishes. How so? And ......" Li Gengxin said to himself before he finished speaking.

At this time, Nalan humbly hugged his shoulders and whispered: "I think it seems that these particularly delicate dishes are all from the unique teams of each team. What secrets are hidden during this period? ”

"Unknown? Hehe...... I think Sima Zhao's heart is now known to passers-by. Why did all the teams play at the same level today? Why is it that the only team that makes the best dishes? I guess there's so much to ponder, right? As Li Gengxin said this, he glanced at the Nalan humility beside him who was holding his shoulder, as if using his eyes to explain to everyone that "there is really only one".

"Update, are you absolutely okay with this?" Nalan Qiancheng glanced at Li Gengxin with an inquiring look. Then he continued: "Wouldn't you want to tell me that Dai Mengrao has organized special training for all the chefs in the past two days?" ”

"It's not impossible! And quite possibly! Li Gengxin responded.

"What the hell is that trying to do...... Dry ......" Zhao Dahai, who said the word dry twice in a row, seemed to suddenly understand something. He turned his head to Li Gengxin and said, "Update, won't it really be as you think, and you will only want to exert your strength?" And the goal is us? ”

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Subsequently. Yang Hongli picked up the knife that he had prepared at hand and gently cut the meat pieces. I pinched the chopsticks and took a piece of it, and sent it to the middle of the vermilion lips and tasted it slowly.

"Huh? Is this dish so delicious? Nalan asked with some curiosity.

It turned out that at this time, Yang Hongli actually looked down at the meat in the huge disc with a surprised face, as if he didn't believe his eyes. That surprise is anything but artificial. Everyone can see that there is heartfelt admiration in those eyes!

"It seems that I am the king of chefs today, and it is a tough battle!" Nalan Qiancheng whispered, not knowing who he was talking to.

After Li Gengxin sighed faintly, he said: "I am the king of chefs in the arena, that time is not a hard bone, that time is not a hard battle."

After everyone listened to Li Gengxin's words, they were silent.

"I'll go, is this a white-cut chicken?" Zhao Dahai looked at the waiters who walked past him with a surprised look on his face, and looked deeply twice.

Li Gengxin was just about to turn back. I only heard Mo Xiaoxian say disdainfully: "No matter how beautiful the presentation is, it is difficult to hide the essence of a plate of white-cut chicken." I'm really drunk when I even use white-cut chicken to make up the numbers in this level of competition! ”

As teams began to submit their team's work to the judges' bench, there were fewer and fewer busy teams. And Li Gengxin himself also found a problem, that is, the number of gluttonous delicacies that emerged in this competition seems to be very, very large. Even this time I was the king of the chef competition. The number of fine dishes seems to be greater than the sum of its parts.

"This time, there are so many eye-catching dishes. How so? And ......" Li Gengxin said to himself before he finished speaking.

At this time, Nalan humbly hugged his shoulders and whispered: "I think it seems that these particularly delicate dishes are all from the unique teams of each team. What secrets are hidden during this period? ”

"Unknown? Hehe...... I think Sima Zhao's heart is now known to passers-by. Why did all the teams play at the same level today? Why is it that the only team that makes the best dishes? I guess there's so much to ponder, right? As Li Gengxin said this, he glanced at the Nalan humility beside him who was holding his shoulder, as if using his eyes to explain to everyone that "there is really only one".

"Update, are you absolutely okay with this?" Nalan Qiancheng glanced at Li Gengxin with an inquiring look. Then he continued: "Wouldn't you want to tell me that Dai Mengrao has organized special training for all the chefs in the past two days?" ”

"It's not impossible! And quite possibly! Li Gengxin responded.

"What the hell is that trying to do...... Dry ......" Zhao Dahai, who said the word dry twice in a row, seemed to suddenly understand something. He turned his head to Li Gengxin and said, "Update, won't it really be as you think, and you will only want to exert your strength?" And the goal is us? (To be continued.) )