This handmade "leaky mouth" is actually a simple piping bag, a tool often used by pastry chefs to decorate cakes.

If you want to talk about the inspiration of this hand, it is thanks to the retreat trip of the "Other World Canteen".

His cat's Chinese house, completely inherited the predecessor, some Western-style pastry tools, everything, Xia Yan in the attempt to scrap again and again, one day accidentally remembered that a celebrity chef had done this on a TV show in his previous life, so he tried it himself, and the result was a "non-noodles" that were drummed out, and the quality was frighteningly high!

"Whew-"

After repeated filling, repeatedly squeezing the paper piping bag, he didn't stop until the hot water pot was about to run out of noodles, and the shrimp mash that Xia Yan had just kneaded and kneaded happened to be consumed.

With the vision of the thunder flower.

Threads of shrimp noodles flew out from the top of the piping bag to take shape, and when they fell into the hot water pot, the "ice freshness" that had escaped before suddenly disappeared.

It's as if the taste is covered by the fingers together, and there is no leakage at all, completely condensed into the inside of the noodles!

Suddenly, Lei Hua's gaze froze.

She saw Xia Yan clapping her hands, glancing at the noodles in the pot that were about to be drained in a few minutes, and suddenly raised her hand, and her voice spread in the ancient "Douwei Field" shrouded in the clear moon:

"Mrs. Lei Hua, what kind of "non-noodles" do you like to eat?"

On the castle tower.

The female chef, who was as famous as the fairy Abbe, said with a stunned face: "Me? ”

"Yes."

"Sauté or boil these cooking methods."

Hearing this, Lei Hua became interested: "Stir-frying or boiling, it is the general direction of eating, it is too broad and general, how many flavors of pasta can you make?" ”

This question and answer between the examinee and the examiner immediately attracted attention.

Han Wu, Liu Yuexing, and Lan Feihong were all listening intently.

I only heard Xia Yan say in a calm voice: "I can make soup noodles, cold noodles are no problem, and fried noodles are no problem!" ”

Lei Hua waved his hand: "Say the 'recommended' way to eat that you are most confident and sure of." ”

"Stir-fry—"

Xia Yan only spit out one word.

As he spoke, he saw Xia Yan suddenly grab the net spoon, salvage all the shrimp noodles in the hot water pot with one spoonful, and soak them in the prepared copper basin to soak in cold water.

Then Lei Hua, Liu Pleiades and others were shocked to find that Xia Yan's stove had already been lit at some point, and the fire had just reached the peak of the first stage at this time.

"Whoop."

The most intuitive manifestation of the temperature of the stove is that Xia Yan put the wok on the rack, and within a few seconds, the water droplets left over from the washing pot swished and disappeared visibly with the naked eye.

Not to mention the thunder flower standing on a high place and looking at the overall situation.

Even Liu Pleiades and Lan Feihong, who were concentrating on making their own dishes before, also felt an aura of old-fashioned and natural in this rapidly unfolding cooking picture.

It's nothing else, it's a reflection of experience and proficiency.

It's just that.

In addition to the smooth and natural appearance of eating and drinking, Liu Pleiades feels that this Mr. Xia also has the self-confidence of his master Ding You, and has unparalleled control over the kitchen!

Witnessing Xia Yan heating up the pot and adding oil, the second piercing sizzling sound sounded in the "Douwei Field".

The thunder flower on the city tower suddenly realized a problem.

"You ......"

She was really surprised this time, "You're not doing a 'trial work'!" ”

Look up at the sky.

There are no modern timing tools, Lei Hua estimates, now the time is at most about eight o'clock in the evening, and there are still two full hours and four hours before midnight and the end of the exam!

Let's take a look at the progress of other candidates.

Liu Pleiades is boiling 'fish soup', and after a while, his first experimental work will be released.

Han Wu and Lan Feihong are either slow or fast, but in general, the progress of these people is on the same channel.

"Ahh

Hearing Lei Hua shout like this, Xia Yan didn't refute it, and Liu Yuxing couldn't help but scream.

"This kind of on-the-spot play, on-the-spot conceived recipes, not more than a few attempts, revisions, modifications, can really be submitted?" Liu Pleiades said.

Lan Feihong's face was wonderful: "No matter how talented you are, you can't just create it, it's perfect and flawless, and you don't need to repair and improve it at all...... A classic recipe! ”

Han Wu simply touched his bald head and muttered:

"When you have enough time, allow for a few trials and failures, and lose all the margin for error, is the first work the final answer to be submitted......

"This ......"

He doesn't know what to say, is it bold, arrogant, ignorant, or is it confident?

Seeing Xia Yan get up the hot oil and start to make the sauce without hurrying, that orderly shadow made Han Wu's eyebrows jump wildly, and he seriously felt that it was the latter! This is a "monster" that cannot be guessed with common sense!

Just like in the first round, he used his own play to swing the knife hard, and cut the 5 places into the current 4!

His gaze swept over the shadow.

Looking at Liu Pleiades and Lan Feihong again, Han Wu let out a trembling cry of the weak in his heart:

"Why are monsters piling up in this assessment! Why! ”

……

Be quiet!

For the next ten minutes, the atmosphere of the ancient "Douwei Field" seemed silent.

Han Wu, Liu Pleiades, and Lan Feihong either slowed down their processes, lowered their voices, or simply paused, and stood in their kitchens with their arms crossed, and their eyes locked on the place where the "sizzling" stir-fry sound had been emitting.

When the spatula is closed and the food in the wok fills a plate, all the sounds of the "Douwei Field" disappear, as if entering a silent movie.

Da-da-da-da.

It was the footsteps of Lei Hua, and she came down from the castle tower.

And you must know that in the original book, the female examiner only left the exam for the second time when the bell rang at the end of the exam.

"Are you sure you want to 'turn in' early?"

Standing directly in front of the stove, Lei Hua stared at the figure who was wiping sweat with a towel.

There was a twinkle in her eyes.

It is said that it is not once or twice to sit in the special assessment and serve as the chief examiner, Lei Hua is probably the first time to see the candidates who "handed in" in the final battle of the second round four hours in advance.

Hearing this, he thought that the plot had collapsed, and there was no need to disguise it, so Xia Yan nodded abandonedly: "Yes, this is my answer to "non-face". ”

He gestured to the steaming plates on the stove.

Lei Hua was dumbfounded for a while, then glanced at the other candidates on the four sides and their stoves, and suddenly said:

"You know what."

"The established tasting session is actually the four of you, tasting each other, scoring each other, and then I decide who will be qualified."

"I probably wouldn't have eaten anybody's food in the original session."

Much, she didn't talk about it.

These words, summed up, are nothing more than a subtext-

Submit your papers in advance.

You have to face the "tip of your tongue" and "appetite" as the examiner!

Go head-to-head with her appetite!

The warning that should have been given has been given, after Lei Hua finished speaking, he stared at Xia Yan's eyes, but unexpectedly the other party smiled, turned around to pick up a pair of clean chopsticks, and presented them:

"Please taste it."

"My "non-face"!"