Chapter 158: An Undercover Agent Disguised as a Man (28)
The streets of Xijing City have never been so deserted, and it takes a long way to see one or two figures, and they are all walking in a hurry towards the square, because today is the last day of the preliminary round of the folk cooking competition, and by noon fifty players will be determined to enter the half-time competition.
Recently, the way of greeting people in the city has changed from "have you eaten" to "do you know who has scored how many points"? Obviously, everyone can't see the dishes cooked on the field clearly, and it's impossible to taste them with their own mouths, but they can be evaluated as one by one.
The most talked about are the four dishes of "Flowers", "Four Seas Yanran", "Kite Flying and Fish Leaping", and "Liufang Baishi".
The first two dishes are sushi and Meng Hui's jade tofu, and the third is a "new" dish invented by a fish stall owner, which is a grilled chicken feet that have been marinated once and catfish with very few spines, and is covered with potato chips, lotus root slices and various spices, which is said to have made the judges eat it with oiliness and praise.
As for Liufang, in fact, it was not all praised, but it also caused a lot of jokes and controversy. Because this dish is so smelly, it stinks so much that even the contestants near the stove have to apply for a stove change, and they can't stand the smell of stinky fish that has been marinated for eight whole days.
It was the confident and proud Mao Bu who made this dish, and lately he has always appeared on the field on time every morning, noon and evening with a mysterious smile, and went to the stove to turn the pickled mandarin fish.
On the second day, the lid was lifted, which attracted the sideways glances of the contestants on the stove next to him, and on the third day, the cooks who were cooking on both sides almost threw up. On the fourth day, all the stoves around him began to ask for a change of position, and on the fifth day, even he couldn't stand it anymore, so he had to cover his mouth and nose to open the cover.
Everyone thought that Mao Bupluck was crazy, because the smell was so terrible that it not only made people sick when it penetrated into the nasal cavity, but also made everyone's eyes hurt.
However, on the eighth day, when Mao Buba opened the lid of the altar again, it did not emit a foul smell that made people faint, and the smell was much smaller than that of the previous days. Of course, it still doesn't smell good, but it's finally not spicy.
It is said that many of the contestants refused to work on their own dishes at that time, and all of them secretly took their eyes to see what he was going to do with the stinky fish.
Mao Buba is notoriously disliked innovative dishes, and the former full house was always an old dish, with no intention of pushing through the old and bringing forth the new, and no one could guess what tricks he could make.
Later it was widely circulated in the city that he had taken out all the stinky fish, and the whole square was about to feel sick to their stomachs. When he washed the fish, made a flower knife and fried it in the pot until it was browned on both sides, the people around him smelled the smell of grease and aroma, which was much better than when he first came out of the altar.
Mao Buba looked at the people peeking around him with disdain, scolding and scolding in his mouth, and moving his hands very quickly, for fear that people would see how many seasonings he used.
After he stir-fried the bamboo shoots in the pot until fragrant, put in a small amount of chicken broth and boiled, and finally put down the fried stinky fish and a small plate of whole garlic cloves, covered the pot and simmered for a while, and when the soup was dry, he put some seasoning that he couldn't see what it was.
According to the contestants who were a little closer, it was most likely soy sauce, sugar, rice wine, and cooked lard. When the pot is finally cooked, a special smell with a smell of smell and smell spreads in the square, which makes people both a little disgusting and a little curious.
Mao Bupluck was triumphant, sprinkled a layer of green garlic sprouts on each fish, went to the referee's bench with a plate, and confidently reported the name of the stinky fish: Liufang Baishi.
The judges wanted to laugh when they heard the name, and then everyone said that the dish was delicious and delicious, but it smelled really uncomfortable, and the shape was very good, but if you didn't smell the taste, it looked like ordinary braised mandarin fish, and there was nothing fresh about it.
After the end, many people asked how many points this dish scored, and after preliminary statistics, everyone estimated that Liufang Baishi could get more than 900 points in the end, but most of them did not exceed 950 points.
Meng Hui, who heard the news, was not surprised at all, because the stinky mandarin fish tasted really delicious, with a unique flavor and a good taste, and it was normal for the people to get high scores. Even if it is given to a few referees, they will not be able to give a low score.
"Hmph, when I think he can score more than 900 points, I will respond!" Aunt Ma didn't think much of it. She knew that if she wanted to make Mao Buba lose face, she had to let him enter the palace, but she still didn't want to see anyone like to eat his dishes.
"Auntie, you just think so," a helper said softly, "The recipe was given to him by our Hui'er, he just made it according to the recipe, he didn't have any skills at all, and he was able to get 900% because Hui'er helped him!" ”
When Aunt Ma heard this, her heart finally relaxed. "Yes, yes, you say yes! Where could he come up with such a popular dish in his head! All his life, he lived only on his full house of old antiques! ”
Meng Hui didn't participate in the topic, she kept tiptoeing to see if the person in front of her who was checking the score was coming, and when she saw the three officials sitting on the long table, she turned her head and said hello to the two, and squeezed in from the crowd.
"Come one by one! Line up and don't crowd! Contestants with more than 900 points will come first! If there are less than 900 people rushing over, they will be disqualified! Do you understand? ”
As soon as the official said this, most of the contestants quickly retreated. There were only four people left standing in front, none other than Meng Hui, the sushi girl, Mao Buba, and the fishmonger who made the kite flying and the fish jumping.
When Mao Buba saw the two women and a small vendor, he snorted disdainfully, and rushed across the three of them to the front of the stage to check the score.
"Boom!" Meng replied to him and grabbed the sushi girl and the fishmonger who almost fell.
"Thank you!" The sushi girl didn't talk much, and she seemed to be satisfied with the score, and even her resentment had decreased a lot.
"Thank you, girl! If you don't pull out the hair, you will be stinky, and you will be upset when you look at him! The fishmonger glared at him, then turned his gaze back to look at the two of them curiously, "I heard that the two girls are quite high, I don't know if the rumors outside are accurate?" I got nine hundred and fifty points, hehehehe......"
"What is said outside is accurate, I am nine hundred and ninety-eight." Meng Hui thought to herself, the two who didn't give full marks must have been afraid of her pride.
"I'm full marks." There was a little smugness in the sushi girl's tone.
"......" Meng Hui's idea was immediately punctured.
The three of them were chatting here sentence by sentence, when they heard the loud voice of the official from the scoredesk: "The contestants are not plucked..... Ahem, contestant Mao Dengfeng scored a total of 920 points and successfully advanced to the next game! ”