Chapter 212: Dogwood
"How? You ready? Yao Yuqin looked at Shen Jinchu, who looked calm, and asked with a smile.
"Hmm!" Shen Jinchu said confidently: "I can do it!" Sister Yao don't worry about me. ”
"That's good," Yao Yuqin saw that her face was ruddy, and the hidden worries in her heart dissipated a little: "...... If, I mean, if you're tired, tell me sooner rather than later, you can't hold on, you know? ”
Shen Jinchu nodded obediently.
In the past few days, she does feel tired from time to time, eating more and more, and sleeping longer and longer.
Yao Yuqin is also aware of this, she has been taking care of her these days, and the tonic soup has not fallen day by day, and she has finally made up for her body a little.
After chatting a few more words, the two walked to the restaurant together and set up the judging scene with the assistant chef.
Time was fleeting, and the two were just about to process the ingredients when there was a sound of cars at the door.
"Here," the assistant cook walked in through the door, "I'll leave it here, you can go and get ready." ”
The jury arrived with the camera crew and the somewhat noisy host, and when they entered the dining room, half of the cameras were set up around the judges' tables, and the others were pushed into the kitchen.
In order not to disturb the contestants, the photographer fixed the camera and exited the kitchen, and the host only interviewed for a while, and then walked back to the restaurant and began to communicate with the judges.
The conversation outside the kitchen was in full swing, and the two people in the kitchen were also busy with their own work.
The first step to do is naturally to deal with the ingredients, Shen Jinchu neatly cleaned all kinds of meat and vegetables, and put them in different categories, those that need to be boiled for a long time are put aside first, and the dishes that need to be fried are made at the end.
Everything went smoothly as usual until she picked up a spice.
This spice is called Dogwood, one of the three spices in ancient times, it is a kind of herb that is used both medicine and food, and it is also one of the most commonly used spices in ancient times.
But today's dogwood is a little different from what is used on weekdays.
Shen Jinchu cut a small one, put it under the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently, and his brows suddenly furrowed.
"What's wrong?" Yao Yuqin happened to be busy with a step, and when she turned her head, she saw Shen Jinchu frowning at a small bag of spices.
"This is not the ingredient I want, although they look very similar, but the taste is completely different," Shen Jinchu shook his head slightly: "In the soup I want to stew, this spice is one of the most important condiments, and if it is missing or replaced by others, it will make the final taste plummet." ”
Yao Yuqin's eyes froze: "What? We've always been the ingredients of this house, so there's no reason to make a mistake today. ”
She turned and walked to the refrigerator: "I'll look to see if there is any leftover ...... from the other days"
"No," Shen Jinchu continued to shake his head, "The one in the refrigerator has not been sealed, it has been wet with water vapor, and the aroma is much worse." ”
This was completely unexpected, and the two of them stood in the kitchen, and the air around them seemed to be getting heavier.