After leaving the Intercontinental Hotel, Yin Xiaoyue was hungry and tired.

On the high-speed train for six or seven hours, she didn't eat anything.

Walking on the road with her suitcase, Yin Xiaoyue's Five Organs Temple was already protesting, looking around, it looked like a food street, and the not too wide street was full of snack bars on both sides.

The foodies in Rongzhou City are spicy and spicy, and these smells are wafting all over the street.

There is a shop on the side of the road with a large cauldron on the door, which is very eye-catching.

Looking up, on the plaque of that store, the words "Zhouji Fat Rice Noodles" were written. The milky white soup in the pot is tumbling, and it is the pig's large intestine that is tumbling in the sections.

There is also a very special flavor in the umami of the tumbling soup.

That's what animals smell like in the water.

If you don't like the taste, you can't avoid it.

I like it, but I'm fascinated by it.

Yin Xiaoyue is the latter.

Among all the raw materials, the handling of the large intestine of pigs is the most troublesome.

This is a special place on the pig, Yin Xiaoyue will add a lot of salt and white vinegar to the raw fat intestines, so that the intestines washed out are very tough.

In the large iron pot on the other side is a pot of boiling water.

A man of five big and three thick was standing on a stool with a small basin in his hand.

He patted the pot one by one, and the clumps of sweet potato flour made a crisp sound of "popping".

I saw the dark brown vermicelli dripping down from the basin, and after turning around in the boiling water, the woman standing on the side picked up the chopsticks and fished them, and put the fallen vermicelli into the cold water basin next to the pot.

Yin Xiaoyue asked for a bowl of fat rice noodles.

The little sister on the cashier fed Yin Xiaoyue to save money, Yin Xiaoyue nodded, and said to add two.

While sitting at the table waiting for fat rice rolls, Yin Xiaoyue received a call from Ma Xiaohuan.

The cousin asked him how the situation was, Yin Xiaoyue didn't tell her so clearly, the cousin felt that it was not quite right, and when she wanted to ask something, the signal was not very good, and the call was interrupted.

At this time, Yin Xiaoyue's fat rice noodles were brought up.

This bowl of noodles looks very good.

Looking at this food, Yin Xiaoyue simply put her mobile phone aside, took out a pair of chopsticks and ate it in a big gulp.

As soon as I stirred it with chopsticks, a fresh fragrance came out.

Freshly beaten sweet potato powder, with the white soup boiled in the large intestine of the pig in the cauldron for half a minute, the red oil chili Yin Xiaoyue knew that the lard was boiled as soon as she tasted it.

Different from the fat rice noodles eaten in Luochuan, the soup base in Rongzhou City, the sauce is pickled sprouts.

With fresh mung bean sprouts, it is very crisp in the mouth.

The soft and glutinous fat intestine skin melts as soon as you sip it, but the inner layer is very elastic.

It seems that the store's handling method is different from its own.

Freshly made vermicelli with different thicknesses.

Coarse and chewy, washed soft and glutinous.

The knots are the small intestines of the pig that have been washed and filled with thick soup and then beaten with another knot.

When she took a bite, Yin Xiaoyue was burned by the boiling soup in the knot, she quickly put the knots down, and all the soup in it flowed into the bowl.

The proprietress who happened to pass by her saw such a scene and handed her a tissue:

"When you bite the knots, you must be careful, gently bite the knotted place, blow it, and then drink the soup inside, so that it is delicious and will not burn your mouth."

Yin Xiaoyue nodded, and according to what she said, picked up the second knots and ate them.

Sure enough, this time the soup didn't burn to the mouth, and when the fragrant soup was sucked into the mouth, the mouth was full of fragrance. Fat rice noodles are a specialty of Rongzhou, and they are really much better than what Yin Xiaoyue eats in other places.

The store is not very busy at this time.

The proprietress of the fat rice noodle shop is called Luo Yulan, she sat down in front of Yin Xiaoyue and asked Yin Xiaoyue if she was a foreigner.

Yin Xiaoyue nodded.

Luo Yulan said: "Then you have come to the right place, the most famous snack in Rongzhou City is fat rice noodles." Don't see the name of a time-honored brand everywhere, those are all deceiving you outsiders, only our Zhou Ji is the most qualified one! I started doing it from the generation of my husband Zhou Anfu's great-grandfather. In terms of taste, we are the most authentic. ”

The more Luo Yulan spoke, the more proud she became.

Yin Xiaoyue smiled politely.

Peers pay attention to each other, which is also common in the industry.

Although "Zhouji Fat Rice Noodles" is delicious, there is no need to slander others.

Besides, there is no standard for whether it is authentic or not.

Thousands of people, thousands of flavors.

As long as you can satisfy your appetite, it is authentic.

Yin Xiaoyue was eating fat rice noodles, and Luo Yulan was still chattering: "Our kitchen god in Rongzhou, have you heard of it?" We also signed up for Zhouji Fat Rice Noodles, and I didn't want to join in this fun, but I don't want to talk about fake tricks, but don't I? ”

Hearing this, Yin Xiaoyue raised her head.

When Luo Yulan spoke, there was uncontrollable pride on her face.

At this moment, Yin Xiaoyue's mobile phone, which was put aside, rang.

After connecting, I only heard the voice of a young man:

"Hello Yin Xiaoyue, we are here for the Organizing Committee of the Vermilion Bird Cup Folk Food Competition, we have reviewed the application you submitted just now, and now we inform you that you can participate in the audition. The time is set for next Monday, and you can pay attention to our website for the specific entry process......"

After hanging up the phone, Yin Xiaoyue felt like a world away.

During the weekend, Yin Xiaoyue did not go back.

found a clean and reliable hotel to live in, and Yin Xiaoyue began to wander around Rongzhou City.

Holding her mobile phone while walking and taking pictures, she found that this is indeed the capital of food, and every street can be said to be a food street, not only the traditional food of Rongzhou, but also the food of Tiannan and Haibei, which is also carried forward here.

Many young people almost make up enough to eat on the street to the end of the street.

She found that every restaurant in Rongzhou City has its own special dishes, and this is the only one that can taste them.

Therefore, many veteran diners, even if it is a long drive, they have to come and feast.

For example, the plate in front of Yin Xiaoyue, tofu brain flower.

Tofu brain flower, as the name suggests, makes a brain flower that tastes like tofu.

In the recipe of mapo tofu, capers are added to the red oil, and crispy Houttuynia cordata granules are added, and the delicate taste of the brain flower is very different from the side dishes.

The brain flowers in this house are delicious, but they are limited.

Limited to 100 copies per day, reservations are not accepted on a first-come, first-served basis.

Ordinary diners don't know why they want to limit the quantity, they think it's the boss doing "hunger marketing".

Yin Xiaoyue took the first bite and knew the reason.

This brain flower should have been made from the slaughterhouse early in the morning and freshly baked.

Once refrigerated and then thawed, this kind of thing will lose its original tender taste and taste slimy, like solidified lard.

The amount of 100 servings a day must have contracted the pig brains from the slaughterhouse.

Therefore, in the entire city of Rongzhou, this brainflower is the leader.

Yin Xiaoyue took a spoon, scooped the brain flower soup and water into the bowl, mixed it with the rice and ate it in a big gulp.

It's a small fly house, full of people.

Someone is talking about the Chef Competition:

"This time, the chef is a great god, the lineup is very strong, our well-known restaurants in Rongzhou City have sent chefs to participate in the competition, it seems that the competition is very fierce!"

"This kind of competition, the champion or something has already been decided, only you believe in the audition semi-finals, now this world, tsk tsk......"

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While listening to their discussion, Yin Xiaoyue silently ate rice.

It's not that she doesn't understand what the shady scene is, and she doesn't come for the award at all, and it is her only purpose to increase the popularity of Osmanthus Street.

Coming out of the fly house, Yin Xiaoyue took a photo with her mobile phone as she walked:

"I've come to Rongzhou City, and the audition for the God of Chef competition will officially start next Monday, and to be honest, I'm really a little apprehensive now. I have always been very confident in my cooking skills, but after coming to Rongzhou City, I learned what it means to be a class door axe. ”

As she spoke, she pointed to the restaurants on both sides of the street:

"Have you seen these restaurants, although they are mediocre, some of them don't even have a sign, but they are all Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and most of them have signed up for this competition......"

After this video was uploaded, Yin Xiaoyue found out that this video was actually recommended to the homepage by the website.

The clicks and comments actually surpassed the dish of "spicy dry pot shrimp."

Many netizens said that they would always pay attention to Yin Xiaoyue's video and hoped that she could broadcast the whole process of the competition. Moreover, within a few hours of the video, the number of fans of "Food Expert Xiao Yueyue" actually increased by 1,000.

Seeing everyone's reactions, Yin Xiaoyue had a bottom in her heart.

"Shijiu" sent her another private message: "Xiao Yueyue, the action of this food competition is unprecedented, you must seize the opportunity, you will succeed!" ”

Brother "Poetry and Wine" is very enthusiastic, and Yin Xiaoyue is very moved......

On this side, Song Kun flipped through the registration forms one by one.

The planner of his folk chef competition is also one of the chief judges, and he must ensure that every process of the competition is foolproof.

When he saw Yin Xiaoyue's photo again, Song Kun's eyes paused.

A picture suddenly appeared in his mind:

On the stove side of the kitchen of the state-run canteen, Yin Weimin, who is in his twenties, talked to Song Kun, who was not high enough on the stove, and said, "Xiao Kunzi, do you want to eat fish?" ”

Song Kun nodded.

"Then help me watch the door! Someone comes in and calls me! ”

Song Kun stood guard at the door of the kitchen, he turned his head and looked at Yin Weimin, who was sweating profusely, carrying the tail of a big carp, and with the other hand, pouring hot oil on the fish.

When the fish skin comes into contact with the hot oil, it makes a "bang" sound......

The next day, Yin Xiaoyue got up early, washed her hair, and specially changed into a newly bought clothes.

As she came out of the subway station, she heard the sound of gongs and drums.

I saw that at the entrance of the Intercontinental Hotel, the red flag exhibition was crowded with people, and it was very lively.

The contestants were queuing up to receive their admission passes, Yin Xiaoyue took a picture with her mobile phone, and roughly counted them, and there were hundreds of people in the queue she was in.

It seems that the competition is really fierce.

Just then, she heard someone call herself.

Turning around, Yin Xiaoyue saw a familiar face. I saw the neighborhood of Osmanthus Street, Xiao Xiaomei, who sold lemon duck palms, stood not far away and waved at her......