The so-called "noodles are not noodles" means that you can express the form and eating of noodles without flour.

Not only must the shape be consistent, but also the "taste" aspect must be indispensable, otherwise there will be major defects, which is equivalent to scrapping, and of course, it will be impossible to pass this year's special examination.

Xia Yan knew that Liu Pleias's recipe was "Catfish Noodles".

In addition to the noodles made from catfish meat, there is also squid cut into thin strips, so that the elasticity of the shredded squid meat also ensures the strength of the noodles.

Lan Feihong's recipe is "Potato Noodles", which replaces wheat flour with potato flour, which does not require much complicated process, and the noodles are also full of elasticity, and the soul soup base he uses is in the form of cold soup, which is also unique in terms of taste.

In the original book.

Shan Xiong, who was not stuck in the passage by Xia Yan and successfully reached this round, was eliminated because he came up with a recipe called "Cat Ear Noodles", because he only changed the shape of the "noodles" and the essence of the ingredients, but there was no change, and the interpretation of the non-noodles exam questions was only superficial.

The result of Xia Yan's one-month retreat trip, of course, would not have made such a mistake.

In the same place, paused for a moment, and decided to use even the recipe, Xia Yan walked leisurely towards a place in the venue.

Coincidentally, Liu Pleiades was also nearby, looking for fresh catfish.

As soon as he had chosen a catfish, he saw Xia Yan appear leisurely, and suddenly tilted his little head: "Ah, sir? ”

Xia Yan smiled slightly, pointing to the catfish in his hand, "Is this your answer, Ah Yu?" ”

"Yes!"

When it comes to his idea, Liu Pleiades did not hide it at all, and explained excitedly: "Because I want to make "noodles" that are not noodles, I have to look for an ingredient that can be changed very quickly. ”

"Its meat quality, fish fat, almost no fishy smell, light taste, slaughter the meat mashed, kneaded into noodles!"

After speaking, Liu Pleiades suddenly remembered something.

"Sir, ......"

He saw Xia Yan walking towards the side of the fish pond, squatting down in front of several water basins, his eyes wandering between the two large pots of shrimp, as if he was choosing

Of course, Liu Pleiades could identify that one of the pots was river shrimp, and the other pot was larger, fatter, and sea shrimp.

It's just that the shrimp seem to be sluggish, and some are simply motionless, as if they are dead.

"Ah Pleia, in fact, our ideas and recipes have similarities and collisions."

Hearing Xia Yan's words without raising his head, Liu Yuxing was stunned for a moment, and then he lost his heart and lungs, and said with a sunny smile: "Is this so?" I won't lose, in order to get closer to my mother and kiss her, to walk the path she has already walked, I will not stop! ”

So, Xia Yan picked some of the shrimp that were still fresh from the pot and returned to his stove.

He put the basket down and looked around.

The wooden board is full of knife marks and knife edges.

The four sides of the stove are also covered with traces of wind and rain.

Even where you stand underfoot, the floor tiles are broken and sinking.

All of this illustrates the inheritance and history of "Douweiba".

It's just that those people and stories that leave traces, more than ninety percent of the endings, must be bitter fruits, and they can only make a comeback four years later.

Xia Yan thought with a smile: "Four years? This time is too long, let's not talk about what will happen to me, Liu Pleiades and Lan Feihong, who are on the same stage as me, will definitely become [Dragon Chef] in four years. ”

Shaking his head, he didn't think much about it, and began to clean and process the batch of shrimp at hand.

Hey.

On the city tower, Mrs. Lei Hua found Xia Yan who was removing shrimp shells and picking shrimp lines for the first time, "Shrimp? What does he want to do? ”

That's right.

Under his processing, one crystal clear shrimp after another fell on the white jade plate, piling up more and more.

Among the four people, the biggest and most lively movement must be Han Wu, who slaughtered cattle and cut meat on the spot.

"Boom-"

The wide kitchen blade is like a cutting knife in Han Wu's hands, cutting intensively again and again, and he obtains long strips of beef with neat corners and straight lines.

These slender and long "beef strips" are, in fact, Han Wu's interpretation of the non-faceted exam questions.

His "noodles" are "beef" instead of "flour"!

Lan Feihong: this.

The second young genius in the examination room was operating a special pressure pressing pot, he mixed potato flour with water and put it into the pot and covered it tightly, and then with the help of the outside mechanical arm, he kept exerting pressure on the inside of the pot, so the small and dense holes at the bottom of the pot "swooped" and burst out of dense and soft noodles.

The pressed noodles immediately landed in the pot and were set.

Witnessing this, Lei Hua looked up at the moon that began to climb towards the night sky, and said softly:

"This year, it's still a bunch of weird guys."

Suddenly, Lei Hua sniffed her nose.

A hint of umami, hidden in the night breeze.

She found that there were two sources of umami, which came from the stoves of Xia Yan and Liu Pleiades.

Curious and stunned to observe the past.

The first thing Lei Hua saw was the scene where Liu Pleiades chopped up the meat puree after killing the catfish, and made special handmade noodles while boiling thick soup with other fish ingredients.

Let's go see Xia Yan's there.

He peeled the shrimp for a full hour and a half.

After getting a large pot full of shrimp, the portion was enough, and Xia Yan finally began to grind these shrimps.

The umami is emanating from a puddle of fresh shrimp puree!

"Oh?"

Lei Hua took a look at the "catfish noodles" that began to take shape under Liu Pleiades's hands, and then looked at the "shrimp paste" that had been preliminarily confirmed to be one of the base materials used by him to interpret non-noodles under Xia Yan's hands......

Syllable!

At this time, the stove and kitchen table of the two people staged an amazingly consistent process at the same time.

They are all beating eggs.

And only egg yolks are used.

One is fish puree and the other shrimp puree, mixed with egg yolk, and kneaded in a tight rhythm.

It's just that in the process here, Lei Hua sighed, and his eyes were immediately attracted by the details of Xia Yan's kneading, and he looked at the shrimp dough that became more and more white and delicate under the repeated scrubbing of his hands......

At the same time, the umami that leaked out became more and more intense!

Even Han Wu and Lan Feihong were shocked.

I don't know why.

Lei Hua sensed the smell and began to be contaminated with a trace of coldness, her delicate body trembled slightly, and her skin had a tendency to goosebumps: "What's the matter?" Tonight's wind isn't blowing from the north. ”

Saying that, Lei Hua seemed to have seen an extremely strange scene, and her eyes widened instantly.

A batter mixed with egg yolk and shrimp puree is made.

saw Xia Yan turn his head and take out two large pieces of oiled paper, align the edges, fold them here, and then take another small kitchen knife to cut, then fold them in half into a square, and then cut them.

In just a few minutes, he reversed the large triangular pieces of paper, circled them, and finally folded them into the shape of a "leaky mouth".

Above is the open, the filler.

Pointed head underneath.

With the shape fixed, Xia Yan filled a large ball of batter into a strange-shaped paper bag from the open opening, and squeezed it with both hands.

"Whew-"

At the pointed tip, a slender white silk thread is sprayed.

They landed in a pot of steaming water, like white flying flakes piling up rapidly.

Seeing this, Lei Hua's mouth opened wider and wider.

"What is this?!"