"Let's talk about the handling of Ryo Hayama first......"

was named, Ye Shanliang's movements on his hands were slightly sluggish, and the focus of the camera and the convergence of lights did not make him nervous, but the first sentence of the "seat" student who served as the judge almost didn't shake his hand after sitting down, which made the current process flawed.

Ye Shan Liang took a breath, his face was as usual, and continued the process at hand.

"These diced salmon meats, marinated in spices, have just been taken out of the fridge."

Xia speaks in a calm tone and has a magnetic voice.

"Then why, is it chopped and pickled?"

This question guided everyone's thoughts.

Oh, yes.

Why.

Thinking back to the details of Ryo Hayama's treatment earlier, he first picked out the thorns, and then used white wine to evenly spread both sides of the fish pieces, but then instead of smearing mixed spices, he directly cut them into cubes.

So, the diced fish was soaked in spiced water and put in the refrigerator.

Xia Yan was not in a hurry to talk eloquently, and after asking questions, he left time for the audience to think, and when the whispers in the venue became louder and louder, he continued with a smile:

"This is the cleverness of Ye Shan Liang, this step of the process is a foreshadowing, paving the way for the next main play."

On the broadcast screen above the venue.

Ye Shan Liang was facing a deep stainless steel pot, this kind of pot is usually used to boil broth, but now there is not a trace of water in the pot.

Several peels are spread on the bottom of the pot one after another, mainly oranges and orange peels.

"Zizi-"

Almost the entire packet of fine white sugar is spread out.

Ye Shan Liang held the small spoon and stirred the trimmings at the bottom of the pot, and when the sugar was dyed golden brown by the peel, he nodded slightly, and instead picked up the plate containing the "special ingredients".

A voice duly explained:

"Purple flowers, dust, this is 'night sage'."

Watching Ye Shanliang dump the plant dust on the top of the accessories, he didn't continue to mix it with a small spoon, but neatly covered the pot, clicked, opened the valve and lit the fire, Xia Yan's voice had a hint of praise:

"Very good, it seems that Ryo Hayama, in the past week's attempts and practice, has mastered many of the cooking characteristics of "Night Sage"."

"It's very simple, you know how to use the heat to maximize the flavor of the night sage."

Erina Nagikiri, who stood in front of the judges' bench with a microphone, listened carefully.

On the judging bench, the old man of Senzaemon is probably the most serious one.

After all, thinking that the ingredients were quickly unlocked in the group chat store, and there was a senior expert next to him who taught in advance, if such a mysterious ingredient course was not listened to carefully, and it was wrong and missed, I could only go back and watch the final video and work hard.

The wife, Leonora, thought for a moment and said softly, "So, instead of continuing to stir evenly, let the powder spread on the top layer of the lump of accessories at the bottom of the pot......"

"Is it to reduce the contact surface between the powder and the pot wall, and form a separation wall and buffer zone as much as possible, so that the fire becomes less fierce?"

Xia Yan nodded and said a key sentence that was not found in the data file of the Xijian Run's laboratory:

"Night sage is flammable, and if the heat is too strong, it will burn out instantly, releasing excess flavor in a short time."

"On the contrary, if the heat is right, its spice powder can even be 'burned' many times to release multiple flavors."

At this time, Ye Shan Liang put it on the stove in front of him, and the deep cauldron that was boiling over the fire suddenly made a screeching sound of burning the pot.

Because there is no water, only fruit peels, sugar, and vegetable powder, it is predictable to burn the pot.

Ye Shan Liang stared at the timer cautiously, and his eyebrows twitched slightly.

Tick –

Timer reminders.

He immediately turned off the heat, opened the lid of the pot, ignored the large amount of smoke generated by the burning of the bottom of the pot, and directly embedded a stand inside the deep pot, and then put a metal hood with a dense mesh, and then used chopsticks, piece by piece, to put the marinated and dried salmon taken out of the refrigerator on the net pocket.

This time he covered the pot, but instead of using a fierce fire, it was a low fire, and after only heating it for less than 5 minutes, Ye Shan Liang completely lifted the deep pot and kept it away from the stove.

A rough white damp cloth covers the pot.

Ye Shan Liang breathed a sigh of relief.

The applause rang out, and Xia Yan took the lead in applauding: "Wonderful performance, Ye Shan Liang told everyone how to flexibly integrate unfamiliar materials such as "night sage" into ordinary and conventional cooking processes. ”

"The quality of the 'smoked salmon' that will be baked soon will be amazing!"

Ye Shan Liang's eyes welled up with joy, similar comments and praise lines, he gained a lot from all kinds of judges, and he usually heard that his emotions did not fluctuate at all.

But now, it's the "seat" who is commenting, the proposer of the final project, and the supplier of materials.

Xia Yan didn't praise Ye Shan Liang to the sky, let him flutter, glanced at the "Forget Worry Grass" processing process that he had not yet launched, and guided the camera to the next contestant's kitchen:

"Next, then, is Alice."

Hey.

As soon as the camera focused, everyone was stunned.

Nagiri Alice stood in a kitchen counter and stuck out her tongue at the camera: "Hee-hee, molecular cooking, the third-generation smoker gun artifact produced by Nagiri International!" ”

This, smoke guns?

Ryo Hayama, who had just completed the "smoking" process with a lot of effort, his facial expression instantly stiffened.

Alice seems to have been waiting for Xia Yan to comment on her for a long time.

Holding a pipe in one hand and holding a smoke gun, on the kitchen counter, is a molecular cooking device, all metal construction, with a toggle layer on top that leads to the inside of the machine, where the powder of purple flowers that has not yet been heated is placed.

Waving to the camera, Alice begins her molecular cooking performance.

As soon as the machine is turned on.

Adjust the temperature of the baking 'ingredients'.

Not long after, there was pure white smoke spraying out of the nozzle of the catheter, and Alice, with a pink face and a smile like a flower, picked up the nozzle and aimed at the cooked flounder on the kitchen counter, and the king crab meat that had been shelled.

"Snort-sss

Multi-segment spitting.

If you look at the appearance and color alone, the ingredients don't seem to have changed in the slightest.

Xia Yan was embarrassed, he could operate a lot of kitchen equipment, and he was familiar with it, but what is the latest model of the smoke gun of Nagi Cutting International, he can really only spread his hands.

However, I finally commented on the details of Alice's use of "Night Sage", so as not to make a cold scene.

I quickly switch to the kitchen of Megumi Tazo.

She only used one material—

"Forget the Worries".

In a quaint lacquerware soup bowl, sea urchin and abalone flakes are stacked on top of each other, with sea urchin meat on top and a milky white broth around it.

"Berry boil?"

It was clear that Megumi Tanzo's dish was nearing completion, and only the finishing touches were missing.

"It's just berry boiling." Dojima Gin picked up Natsuyan's words, "Strawberries are not used in this dish, and the reason for the name is that the red sea urchin in the soup resembles wild strawberries in the morning sun and mist......"

The voice did not fall.

I saw that Tian Sue grabbed a handful of blue-green powder and sprinkled it evenly on top of the soup.

Take a small spoon and stir gently to melt and disappear the powder.

The original milky white clear soup suddenly had a dreamy illusion.

"And now?" Xia Yan asked with a wicked taste.

"Ugh!"

Dojima Gin's eyes widened.

Caiba Joichiro said "hmm", and his eyes were written with the color of thought:

"Is it similar to chives and coriander, sprinkle it before the dish is served?"

Suddenly, there was a rumbling sound from the dome of the "Moon and Sky".

The zenith cracked a crack.

The moonlight poured in, straight in front of several kitchen areas and judges' seats.