Chapter 354: A Night of Spring Breeze in Xiaolou?

It wasn't until about ten minutes before the opening ceremony that many staff members had already taken their places, and when many judges arrived in the high obsidian platform, there was a sudden uproar in the gladiatorial arena, from far to near, the sound became louder and louder, and in the end, many spectators shouted loudly.

"Max, first, Max, first!"

"Max swept through the Nine Stars and was invincible. ”

"Come on, Chef Max, Lao Tzu has bought you into the top three with all his wealth. ”

......

Jevre glanced cautiously at Max and pouted at the belated genius chef.

Your cooking skills are so superb, you haven't come out to make a fuss, aren't you the top five favorites, and you have broken into the top eight for three consecutive years, what is there to be proud of.

After you win the championship, you will see what a humble race the forest elves really are.

This bad impression is not because of the chanting of the audience, but because Mary Luna introduced it, and when she introduced it, she said a lot of bad things about this guy.

Not only is the bag sassy, but the mouth is also very poisonous, and Mary Luna has run into this damn guy halfway for two consecutive years, and she was taunted fiercely.

It is said that in the last competition, the absorption rate of ingredients was increased to 80%.

First-hand specialties are also very personal style.

"Don't worry, you will definitely get a good return on those bets you make on me, and Young Master Ben is here to win the championship. ”

Exaggerated Max, threw the gorgeous cloak on his body around, and then ran around like a madman in a little revealing golden shorts and shorts, and after a burst of howls, he ran to the front of the chef team with a haughty expression, and then kept jumping.

"You old guys, let's go back and rest, the first place in the division has been covered by this young master, just go and fight for the second place. ”

A group of nine-star chefs lined up and were ready to wait for a big man's speech, some were full of helplessness, some were indignant, and some were full of disdain and "hummed" at Max, and obediently looked up at the few big people who walked into the obsidian platform.

Three high-level demons from the city hall, a seven-star chef, and a representative of the organizer sat down one by one.

Even Max, who was still turning his head and making a big fuss, obediently pinched his nose and quickly closed his mouth.

Those big men, whose strength is all as high as the heavenly rank, are not something that Max can provoke.

"Welcome to the ....... of Kakamos City"

After the unnutritious opening remarks, several big names gave speeches one by one, showing off their presence, and the sixth division of the food audition competition that one and a half million viewers were looking forward to was officially opened.

Why do leaders of any world like to make such long speeches, in order to brush up on their existence?

Forcing himself not to wander into the world, Yevre finally found a large number of ingredients and condiments, which were quickly placed in the four corners of the gladiatorial arena by a group of demonic guards.

The huge diamond-shaped magic screen that flickered in mid-air also began to adjust its angle, instead of always staring at the obsidian platform.

"Three courses per person, with a choice of ingredients, a time limit of four hours, and a time limit of ten minutes for the selection of ingredients. The food audition competition in the division has officially begun. ”

As the loud voice of the seven-star chef resounded through the gladiatorial arena fell, a thousand nine-star chefs hurried towards the sixteen ingredient selection areas.

Looking at the contestants who were swarming away, Yevre was not to be outdone, and with a speed comparable to that of the Xuan-level Peak Realm Speed Demon, with countless afterimages, he came to one of the self-selected areas.

At this time, some races that moved more slowly were able to leave the place.

There are not many types of ingredients, there are more than 30 kinds of meat, more than 20 kinds of vegetarian dishes, but fortunately, the quality is relatively close, and they are all the best in the Xuan Rank.

There are not many seasonings, there are only more than 30 kinds, and it is estimated that some nine-star chefs who are famous for their unique recipes are going to cry.

Yevre fired quickly, quickly identified, took the three best quality meats, and was about to grab five vegetables of the same quality, when he was suddenly stopped by a pair of bird claws.

"You little chef, you have a good eye, but don't snatch things from Young Master Ben. ”

Looking at Max Sao Bao, who was one step ahead, Yevre ignored it directly, directly took up the phantoms, and forcibly grabbed the vegetables he fancied.

"You, damn forest elf, I'm going to look good for a while. ”

Max, who still hadn't dodged the claws of the god of Evre, turned pale, kept panting, glared at Evre, and quickly took the rest of the high-quality vegetables into his arms.

It's like just cooking, otherwise Jevre wouldn't mind strangling her with one claw.

A group of chefs had already gathered around, and Yevre once again flexibly performed "Sixteen Lines with the Wind", quickly picking out some of the best of the more than 30 kinds of Xuanjie seasonings, and then according to the list of entrants, he came to the stove where he was.

Of course, you have to pick the best, otherwise it won't be a capital enemy.

From the start, Jevre used his advantage to get ahead of the starting line.

The organizers did not arrange Max and Yevre together, after all, before that, the ghost only knew who Yevre was, and it was impossible to foresee a small friction between the two.

Yevre didn't bother to pay attention to the opponents around him, but skillfully manipulated the Xuanjie Flame Crystal, and then took two pans and a soup pot, ready to go to the road to the championship.

This dry utensils are all ordinary standard equipment, there is no difference in quality, and it has little impact on the performance of cooking skills anyway.

Last night, among the several dishes that had already feasted Marie's Luna, Yevre chose thousands of purples and thousands of reds, a night of spring wind and rain in Xiaolou and a moonlit night on the twenty-four bridges as the entries, as for the more awesome, that is, the qualifiers revealed their true colors again.

Fortunately, among the ingredients provided, there are animal meat with skin, pork ribs, and a lot of fishy spices.

After skillfully loosening the ribs, forcing the blood and impurities out of the muscles, and repeatedly washing them with water, Yevre copied the Xuanjie Western-style kitchen knife, flashing his hands rapidly, with infinite phantoms and melodious musical beats, chopping the animal skin into particles of equal size, and cutting off the ribs of elbow length.

If you listen closely, the beat of the music is no different from that of a "newspaper seller".

Gathering spiritual power, integrating a lot of blood and blood into the water and ingredients, a pot of rich broth has entered the initial stage.

Peel the pork belly evenly and thinly, quickly cut it into soybean-sized dices, block the juice that is trying to be exposed, add a little rose-colored fine salt, a little bit of cleverly matched compound spices, beat and stir rapidly, and in less than a minute, it will completely blend with each other.

After cutting four different colored muscles into evenly sliced meat, and cutting five specially selected hard vegetables into diamond-shaped flower knives, Yevre is ready to stir-fry "Thousands of Purples and Thousands of Reds".

The name is nice, but the essence is a stir-fried pork slice.

And the moonlit night of the twenty-four bridges is actually twenty-four sweet and sour meatballs.

What is the spring wind and rain in Xiaolou overnight? In fact, it is boiled pork slices.

That's right, slightly spicy and not numb sour and hot boiled pork slices.

There's no way, damn the organizers, they only have chili fruits, and they don't prepare peppercorns, so they just change the taste, and no one will investigate them anyway.

For these three dishes, a rich broth is used to enhance the taste.

Therefore, the patient Yevre did not rush to act as a bird, but after the first processing of the dried ingredients, he kept stirring the richer and richer broth, and fried the shallots and a few spices in vegetable oil.

That's right, oil is also crucial, a pot of fragrant, strange and fragrant good oil, but it will be the icing on the cake.

I don't know why, but Yevre suddenly thought of the authentic scallion oil noodles and lard noodles, and I really miss it!

From time to time, observing the surrounding scene is really a bit eye-opening.

Some of the nine-star chefs are cooking beautiful dishes, while others are as weird as Senluo Hell.

Some are passionate and high-pitched, overflowing with fragrance, while others are euphemistic and elegant, fresh and elegant.

With the fiery crackling sound, there are curling white smoke, or colorful, or mountain water, or volcanic bursts, or gurgling water, a unique picture comes into view.

The fragrance is elegant, hot and exciting, constantly circulating in the gladiatorial arena, permeating the surrounding oil, vegetables, meat and compound seasonings, the appetite meanders around, bringing up countless clear spring dingdong sounds.

Some are holding kitchen knives and dancing, like unique white swans, but they have grown a little fatter.

Some kept stirring, dragons flying and phoenixes dancing, like warriors flashing in the battlefield, drenched in blood, but still facing countless enemies.

Some are sophisticated, some are passionate, some stand out from the crowd, and some are attracting attention.

A group of nine-star chefs who only care about showmanship, their cooking skills are still good.

After a few deep sips, the sensitive and abnormal nasal cavity was occupied by a variety of fairly good fragrances.

Especially Max of Sao Bao, the whole person is in a red light and shadow, and when I look at it, I think it is the arrival of the god of fire.

Two frying pans, tossing back and forth, a large number of ingredients turned into mercenaries doing their own things, colliding fiercely back and forth, but skillfully blending water and milk.

"Max, so handsome! Look at the action of the pot, and then look at the passionate ingredients, it's a feast for the eyes. ”

"Did you see that there was a guy who made a pot of black dishes, did he plan to give up on himself?"

"I'm hungry, no, this girl is scared to eat something. ”

"I don't know if there are dark horses in this area, but I bought a few dark horses!"

.......

More than a million spectators are either looking around or looking for potential stocks, accompanied by whispers or high-pitched brain screams, and the entire gladiatorial arena is in a hustle and bustle.

The judges sitting on the obsidian platform were all patrolling back and forth to see the unique techniques of the nine-star chefs, and then exchanged opinions in a low voice.

You have a favorite seedling, I also have a promising dark horse, and there is no nine-star chef who has served the dish early, which has led to a judge and even started a gambling game.

"The division should still be Max first, although the individual is a bit high-profile, but there are still two brushes. ”

"Yes, if he doesn't qualify first in this division, then I'll have a 10,000 red crystal coin to play!

"Joke, if you come up to the pole to give money, will I accept it?"

........

Jevre looked around at the loud screams, his pupils couldn't help but constrict, and he observed several of the top 100 favorites, Max is really a good opponent.

Secretly identify, the absorption rate of ingredients has reached a little more than eighty percent and six, and it is also very good at the processing and processing of ingredients, which should not be underestimated.

Evre calmed down, cooled a pot of golden hot oil with a unique aroma, and once again blended some blood into the soup stock that had been tumbling incessantly, exuding a strangely rich aroma, and officially prepared three poetic dishes to make.

Lao Tzu is a young man, no matter whether you are confused or not, you are willful.

After the quality of the dry grated seasoning was improved again to make its characteristics more prominent, the color became more and more beautiful, and when the stock was almost ready, Yevre heated the remaining two metal pots.

Heat the oil in a pan, and then a large spoonful of milky white stock that has been strained repeatedly, with a small amount of dark blue fine salt, gently boil the meatballs that are crystal clear and like pink gems.