On the moonlit night of the 24th Bridge, the method is different from that of scorched meatballs and braised lion's head, but the procedure of cooking a little boiling, frying outside, and then thickening the sauce.

Before the soup broth, Yevre had already forced out the three layers of excess water on the outside of the meatballs, leaving only the most authentic gravy, and the ginger and garlic water had basically been completely gone.

At any time, he changed the temperature of the flame spar, and quietly used his spiritual power to evenly infiltrate the rich broth into every diced meat and every cell wall.

In a short time, the pink meatballs, which were already eight ripe, delicate in texture, smooth in taste and full, were completely scooped up by Jevre, and easily removed the excess water from the surface with the natural zero ring spell, and then placed in a golden oil pot with a moderate temperature.

Accompanied by the sizzling sound of boiling, the lovely meatballs kept tumbling up and down with the oil flowers, like a fire-based demonic beast in the lava, tossing and turning, shuttling back and forth.

When the pink meatballs change color slightly, showing a hint of golden silk wood, Yevre quickly picks up the pot, and then cools it slightly, and then re-frries the meatballs again.

The cute meatballs that have been fried twice are sparkling in color, like a blue sky full of shining stars, which is weird enough.

The sweet and sour silvery white sauce that has already been adjusted is diluted with broth, heated slightly, and then evenly touched with the meatballs that are crispy on the outside, tender and smooth on the inside, and even the absorption rate of the ingredients has reached 80%, rolling back and forth.

The bone delicately carved gold wire plates provided by the organizer are neatly arranged one by one, and some of the rapidly cooling broth is placed into it with ingenuity.

Using natural magic, it cools down rapidly, like a crystal clear skin jelly, and is carefully carved into a twelve-hole quaint stone bridge, and then placed twelve silver-white, but interspersed with stars and stars.

Fifteen distinctive portions of the Twenty-Four Bridges on a moonlit night were officially baked in the curling white smoke and rich fragrance.

Jevre tasted it in advance, it was really fragrant, full of juice, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the naughty diced meat bouncing back and forth on the tip of the tongue.

The so-called braised lion's head, Chaoshan beef balls, Northeast Jiaoyu meatballs, and Hu spicy meatball soup in Muslim Street are really incomparable.

Yevre greeted the guards who were patrolling back and forth not far away, and presented the fifteen copies of the twenty-four bridges to the jury as usual.

In the competition, except for the chef and judges, the rest of the people are not allowed to touch the participating dishes with their own hands, so as to prevent anyone from deliberately causing trouble.

According to Mari Luna, in the early days of the food competition, there were many unfair things due to the imperfect rules, but it caused a lot of turmoil.

Don't think that the patrol staff won't be bought, if you add some material by surprise, then it is estimated that you will have to be eliminated.

At this time, two hours before the elimination round has begun, and many participating chefs have already completed the first course, and Yevre is relatively backward.

After putting the dishes away and bowing respectfully to the fifteen judges, Jevre consciously returned to the stove.

A group of food judges did not announce the scores on the spot, but pasted the scores after some whispering on the crystal plate of the dishes of the chefs, and the organizer's professionals counted and sorted them out.

There are still thousands of purples and thousands of red and small buildings left overnight, and it is estimated that it can be done in an hour.

Arrange the nine ingredients one by one, add the stock to a frying pan, blanch the five-colored vegetable slices with both hands like electricity, and borrow some tips to still maintain the original color.

Add sesame oil to another frying pan, stir-fry the ginger and garlic foam, and quickly put the four-color meat slices into the pot with the flame spar turned up, and keep stir-frying.

When it changes color slightly, it is poured into half a bowl of slightly spicy and slightly sweet special sauce, and constantly stir-fried back and forth to ensure that the slightly rolled meat slices are coated with a coating.

The spiritual perception observes the heat of each slice of meat with all its might, and then keeps coordinating and changing positions, in the eyes of outsiders, it is very familiar and quite skillful and good-looking.

After the different kinds of meat slices are ripe, when the dried five-colored vegetable slices are fried for a few seconds, Yevre does not forget to cheat again, and a lot of blood breath will quietly penetrate into it.

It's a pity that the plates provided by the organizers are all uniform, and there is no room for choice.

Otherwise, the plate in front of me is whimsically placed into a hundred flowers of thousands of purples and thousands of reds, and it is estimated that it can be higher in color.

A plate of oily and shiny, but refreshing and containing a clear distinction between the main and the main pairing, was once again brought to the black crystal table next to the judges' bench by Yevre.

Not many viewers paid attention to Yevre, and in terms of the sophistication of the dishes, he may not be able to rank in the top 50.

Looking at the lifelike painting scroll, it is simply immersive, and in a trance, it will not be considered a dish, but a new work of an oil painting master.

There are also a lot of flames soaring, surrounded by water, and gorgeous dishes, which are simply gods and demons descending into the world, and demons are in chaos.

Looking at the jaw-dropping expressions of the audience around him, and listening to the cheers of the various competing works, Jevre was a little mentally pressed.

In terms of simply looking at the shape, you may not be able to stand out, but what is the use of just looking good, only the absorption rate of the core ingredients is the key to the score.

In the rules of the competition, it is mentioned that each dish has 10 points for each dish and the absorption rate of ingredients is 70 points.

A thousand-nine-star chef, who else would dare to be more powerful than the cheating Jevre except Max.

The only remaining small building was a spring wind and rain overnight, not in a hurry.

After blanching the colorful vegetable slices in the broth again, and using the delicate holes to incorporate the essence of the rich broth into the vegetable slices, Jevre continued to boil the two-colored meat slices in the new broth.

The sour and spicy sauce is not fried, but extracted separately, skillfully and evenly integrated into the meat slices, sprinkled with sporadic shallots and scattered chili crumbles.

The hot golden oil was not poured directly on the dish, but was turned into a golden cloud by Jevre using a natural spell and floated under the slices of meat.

When the dishes are presented to the judges' table, they turn into a drizzle, and when a multi-colored rainbow floats in surprise, it is like erupting magma.

What's more, if you don't know how to use natural spells, you will be compared to a nine-star chef who uses his own spells or uses his unique talent.

Fortunately, the bright moonlit night of the twenty-four bridges and the thousands of purples and thousands of reds have been used by themselves to use a little trick, all of which are like three-dimensional projections, which are beautiful, otherwise there is no hope for the top fifty in color.

After completing the three competing dishes and being sure that he could qualify, Yevre had the heart to continue to observe the movements around him.

Not to mention, Jevre was actually the first contestant to complete the three-course meal, looking at the eyes of Yigan or doubting, or looking at idiots, or envy and jealousy, and listening to the discussions of the audience around him, he instantly understood.

"That eyed forest spirit is a novice, and he actually finished it more than an hour early, did he give up the game?"

"A novice is a novice, and they don't arrange their time reasonably, look at Max and them, but they are meticulously crafted, and they can't wait to extend the time a little longer, so as to keep improving. ”

"Don't look at it, except for the real super genius, who dares to play like this, no play, you don't have to pay attention. ”

.......

Putting aside the ill-intentioned discussions, Yevre did not make superfluous movements, but looked at the fifteen judges who were tasting the spring breeze and rain in Xiaolou overnight.

Looking at the different expressions on his faces, then at the faces that were surprised, surprised, or gloomy, and eavesdropping on the comments, Jevre smiled.

"The name of this dish is a bit interesting! The color and flavor are not bad, especially the absorption rate of the core, I am afraid that it will be a blockbuster." ”

"The absorption rate is not much different from Max, but in terms of styling, it is indeed a little tender and has good potential. ”

"Judging from the current situation, this little guy is afraid that he is a dark horse again! If he is lucky, he is also very likely to enter the top 50. ”

.......

The modeling means are not mature enough?

Yevre silently forgot to glance at the eight-star judges, and then hungrily absorbed the styling methods of the other participating chefs.

Whether it's exaggerated or lifelike, whether it's a flying dragon or a phoenix, or immersive, learning is.

In particular, several of the top 100 favourites have benefited Jevre a lot.

Both the composition and the modeling techniques are very different.

But the final product is really shocking.

It's all to blame for a group of chefs of Jiuxing Restaurant, who must be lazy when serving food.

After eating the signature dishes of nearly 40 restaurants, no chef is willing to present them like this.

Is it deliberately clumsy, or is it more than enough to do it?

In the tireless stealing of teachers, the bell of the stop of the game rang all over the world.

There is no crying, and there is no crazy performance, even if the new nine-star chef who has a little worse time control, he completed the work a little before the bell rang.

The fifteen judges are still tasting the dishes, if they were ordinary people, three thousand uneven dishes, even if they were one bite at a time, would be strangled to death.

Of course, it's better to die of hunger than to starve to death, so it's a full ghost!

In this regard, Yevre is still quite pleased, at least he is fast enough, and it is easier to contrast.

Looking at the fifteen eight-star chefs who were tasting faster and faster, Yevre really wanted to laugh.

All the nine-star chefs were arranged by the staff to the rest area and quietly waited for the results of the competition.

Then, sitting in the corner, Yevre was surrounded by the buzzing sound of thousands of flies.

"It is estimated that there are no plays for a few of us this time, and there are only 30 places in one arena, which is too difficult. ”

"Yes, everyone is improving, like me, I can only be a green leaf, a foil for those masters. ”

"Look at Max, how relaxed they look, a genius is a genius, and they are treated differently. ”

"Don't look, don't you see that he's all eyeing you?"

"Look at what, look at me and I'm also the first in the division, I want to become the elite of the champion, hurry up and worship me!"

Max looked around expectantly, and was not afraid of being beaten in private, and the villain kept laughing wildly.

Looking at the face that was about to distort, some smiled awkwardly, some patted their asses in a low voice, and some deliberately looked around, pretending to be nothing.....

As for Yevre, as a little budding newcomer who doesn't have much presence, of course, he is low-key and mixed in the crowd, and he doesn't come out at all.

In the midst of the innumerable noise, Yevre waved at Sister Mary Luna in the distance and Hopsling in the distance, nodded and smiled, and waited for a full two hours before being brought to the judges' bench by a staff member with solemn expressions.

The chef who was still hopeful about the competition looked at the seven-star judge in the center of the judges' bench, and stared at the black crystal version in his hand with anxiety.

As for the few popular contestants who are sure to win, as well as the chef who just came to act as a green leaf, his expression is natural, his mood is soothing, and the slightest hint of worry is not visible.

The seven-star chef, who was not tall but had a solemn expression, stood steadily in the judges' seat, letting more than a million pairs of eyes staring at him, waving his free left hand high, and then roaring like a bell.

"Quietly, now I will inform you of the promotion list of the six-star professional group audition in the sixth division. ”

Not to mention, under the effect of the gray alchemy megaphone, the millions of viewers whose ears rumbled really closed their mouths in silence while plucking their ears.