The roasted brisket was presented to the three judges, and the thick slices had a burnt brown color that is characteristic of grilled meat, and the oily luster of the grilled meat without seasonings or clear oil was all due to the fat of the brisket itself. The judges each took out a piece of beef brisket from the plate, and from the section, it can be seen that the texture of the beef brisket is clear, and the meat is pink and juicy.

The judges salivated from the charcoal fire, and the smoke from the dripping grease was salivating. This is a dish made with premium beef as a raw material, and it is simply a tender grill made with top-quality ribs that have been aged for a long time!

It's useless to say more! In the end, the judges couldn't wait to cut a piece of beef with grace and put it into their mouths with the same grace. The moment the juicy meat snapped up on the teeth, like a burst flood relentlessly washing over the fragile taste buds, the judges were stirred and washed in a torrent called delicious.

The old gentleman who was the first to climb ashore from this torrent took the opportunity to calm his heart with the action of wiping the corners of his mouth, put away the handkerchief, and regained his elegance before the start of the competition, with a soft and nonchaltical smile on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Just with the purified seasoning filled in the claws, the cheap meat can evolve into the taste of a high-end steak that has been aged for several months, and the 'Mo Liu Claw' inherited by the Huang family really lives up to its name!" ”

When he had finished cooking, he hid his hands in the sleeves of his wide robe, and bowed in gratitude to the old gentleman before stepping aside. With a mask on his face, he couldn't see the joy and sorrow clearly, and his practical actions ran through the purpose of the Assassin family's seclusion and darkness.

The old gentleman did not reproach Huang Miwang, the 'professional habit' of hiding thousands of miles after the assassination was successful, in order to protect himself, and turned his head to Jiang Yunfeng and said, "Blue Fang player, serve your food." ”

"Eh~ This is coming!" Jiang Yunfeng put the fried chicken that had been prepared a long time ago in front of the jury, and finally did not forget to sprinkle a handful of fried white sesame seeds, clapped his hands and said, "Three of you, please." ”

The combination of large pieces of fried chicken with an ochre-red color and a bright red and sticky sauce made it difficult for the judges who were accustomed to elegant meals. The crispy fried clothes cut by the knife are bound to splash everywhere, which is very indecent.

The fork is forked and bites directly, such a large amount cannot be eaten in one bite, and the corners of the mouth will inevitably be stained with sauce after biting the corners of the mouth many times, which is intolerable to the judges who abide by table manners.

After a brief stalemate, the judges finally chose between table manners and their own duties. It is better to let the crumbs splash than to stain the sauce on the corners of the mouth, and the judges picked up the knife and fork and prepared to cut it, when Jiang Yunfeng stopped it.

"Wait! How can you use a knife and fork to eat fried chicken, I specially prepared film gloves, and I can only feel it when I grasp the fried chicken nuggets~" After saying that, he distributed the prepared gloves to the judges.

"After a lifetime of elegance, I want to taste the food of the contestants in such a rude way of dining in my later years." The grandmother dressed as a nun laughed at herself while wearing gloves.

"Wouldn't that be better? Maybe we can experience a different kind of food. The old gentleman looked very open, put on his gloves and picked up the fried chicken on the plate, the oily and slippery feel made his brow furrow slightly, and after trying to hold it steady several times, he said, "Let's start." ”

The other two judges nodded, and the three of them first rinsed their mouths with a glass of purified water to rinse off the aftertaste left in their mouths from the previous dish, which is also to revive the taste buds of their tongues for better tasting, and then bite the fried chicken nuggets in their hands at the same time.

If the roasted beef brisket is a flood, then Jiang Yunfeng's fried chicken is an indiscriminate carpet bombing. The special light fried clothes are both crispy and have a good heat retention effect, and with the sauce that has a good heat preservation effect, the chicken juice that bursts after the judges bite into the chicken is still hot.

While the three judges were cooling their mouths while enjoying the fried chicken nuggets with twice the amount of juice just now, Jiang Yunfeng specially selected a piece of chicken breast of the right size and put it on a small plate and pushed it to Huang Miwang, respectfully inviting the seniors to taste it.

As a return gift, Huang Miwang also invited Jiang Yunfeng to taste his tender roasted beef brisket, and the toothpick picked up the piece of fried chicken, Huang Miwang gently unmasked his mask to reveal his bloodless pale lips. After swallowing the fried chicken, he immediately closed the mask, and even so, Jiang Yunfeng noticed that there was a seeping scar on Huang Miwang's mouth.

A huge group of bombers obscured the sky, and after arriving at the designated position, they opened the hatch and dropped countless bombs, running wildly on the ground, even if they were skilled in martial arts, it would be useless to face this bomber group that covered the sky. These delicious bombshells rained down on him, and the flames from the explosions made him even more avoidable.

The moment the fried chicken was in his mouth, he felt that everything was burning in his mouth, his teeth were melting, and his saliva was boiling. The delicious flavor of the fried chicken nuggets and the piping hot gravy are convected into a terrifying firestorm that burns out from the inside out.

"It's obviously a feed-fed broiler, but the taste is not foamy at all but tender and plump? Paper-thin fried clothes that still retain their crispy texture when they meet the sauce? How exactly is this done, and can the blue players answer the doubts in the old man's mind? The old gentleman judges have been so shocked by Jiang Yunfeng's fried chicken that it is difficult to maintain the elegant image of fried chicken.

"I don't have a family heirloom like Huang Wang's predecessors, so I can only use local methods to improve the freshness and tenderness of the chicken, the method is actually very simple, it is estimated that many women present have similar experiences in oil pots." Speaking of which, Jiang Yunfeng deliberately paused to sell a pass, which made the judges almost think that he used food 'cosmetics', which is commonly known as tender meat powder.

"It's a milk bath!" Jiang Yunfeng shook his fingers and couldn't help but sigh about his talent, "But if you want to make chicken glow with the charm of a young and beautiful girl, ordinary milk must not drip." So I've been trying to whip whipping cream since the beginning, just because the by-product of the production of artisanal butter is buttermilk, which is rich in biological enzymes, and soaking in butter milk will soften the fiber and meat of the chicken. ”

"As for the fried clothes, it involves a little chemical knowledge, I use vodka and soda in the special thin batter, and the surface of the dough will quickly heat up in a few seconds after the chicken nuggets are wrapped in this kind of dough, and the alcohol contained in the dough will quickly volatilize, and the soda will also quickly release carbon dioxide to make the fried clothes fluffy and crispy."

Jiang Yunfeng broke off a small piece of fried clothes and kneaded them gently, and the fried clothes broke into powder in response, and then said with a smile: "The same fluffy fried clothes can also effectively block excessive oil penetration and ensure the tender taste of fried chicken."

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