The day of the finals of the God of Chef Competition has finally arrived, and the people of the entire Yunzhou City want to squeeze into the arena to watch.

Even if you can't make it, it's good to hear first-hand from the sidelines.

Centered on the competition venue, it is surrounded by people who are watching the excitement.

Especially in front of the various casinos, no matter how much you bet, people are waiting here for people, expecting to be able to turn over the money.

Because it was the finals, it was more formal than the previous competition, and all 15 judges were present for the first time.

In addition to the previous ten, a man wearing a hat sat on the main seat, flanked by Yun Zhongxiao and another family's second-ranked heir in the restaurant world, and the remaining two were also important in the restaurant world.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today is the day of the finals of the God of Chef Competition, and this year we will compete for the winner with one dish. Well, in order to ensure that everyone has enough time to make the best dishes, the competition starts now. Mr. Fan stood up and loudly announced the start of the game.

Song Yao glanced at the other two opponents, one was the chef of the previous session, and according to the rules, he was directly promoted to the finals.

Another existence like her, who belongs to the dark horse, if it weren't for Qinghai's investigation for half a month, she really didn't know that this was a chef cultivated by the Yun family's opponent.

"Song Niangzi, please." The last chef made a gesture of please, obviously having a good impression of Song Yao.

But it's not the man's appreciation for the woman, it's the excitement of meeting the opponent.

"Please, too." Song Yao bowed politely.

After the two said hello, they went to the first and second kitchens respectively, and as for the rest of the people, the two of them ignored him.

Even if you are a good cook?

It's just a chess piece cultivated by others, but it looks like its eyes are above the top, which is really disgusting.

Today is the finals, and Song Yao chose the traditional method to ensure that she can win steadily.

There are dozens of raw materials for Buddha jumping over the wall, and they are roughly divided into traditional practices and homely practices.

When she came to the small kitchen, Song Yao began to arrange for someone to do it.

The orthodox main ingredients are: one pound of shark fin in Shuifa, six net duck gizzards, half a catty of Shuifa spiny cucumber, one net fat hen, four taels of Shuifa flower mushrooms, half a catty of Shuifa pig's trotter tendons, two taels of pig fat meat, one big pork belly, one pound of lamb's elbow, and two halves of net ham tendon.

The seasonings are: one or two halves of ginger slices, two taels of green onions, two taels of cinnamon, two halves of boiled scallops, five catties of Shao wine, one catty of net winter bamboo shoots, two coins of monosodium glutamate, five taels of fish lips in Shuifa, one or two halves of rock sugar, one or two halves of fine soy sauce, two halves of bream belly, two catties of money abalone, two catties of pork bones, two catties of pig's trotters, two catties of cooked lard, and one net duck.

But there are some ingredients that Song Yao didn't find, so he can only make slight changes.

Shaoxing wine can only be replaced by Song Yao's self-brewed rice wine, bream belly is also replaced by various fish maw collected for a winter, rock sugar is white sugar, soy sauce can only be bought without having to choose, and monosodium glutamate is shrimp powder.

In addition, Song Yao also added hair cabbage, which is one of Song Yao's favorite ingredients.

Some of the materials are prepared in advance, which can save a little time.

For example, the hair cabbage balls, this hair cabbage was brought back from overseas by the people of Yunzhongxiao, and it has the reputation of "the treasure of the Gobi", and few people have eaten it in the Great Zhou Kingdom.

The nutritional content of fat cabbage is extremely high, especially protein, calcium, iron, etc., which are higher than pigs, cattle, sheep and eggs, and also has the functions of clearing heat and detoxifying, as well as regulating hypertension, coronary heart disease, and hyperlipidemia.

"Qinghai, the task of steaming shark fin is entrusted to you. Remember, remove the sand from the shark fin in the water, remove the whole row on the bamboo grate, put it in a pot of boiling water, add green onions, ginger slices, and rice wine and cook for ten minutes, remove the fishy smell and then take out the shark fin and put it in a bowl, put the pork fat meat on it, add rice wine and steam it in the basket drawer with a strong fire for an hour, and decant the steamed juice after picking off the fat meat. ”

Song Yao explained quickly.

"Madame, please be fine, there is something wrong with the wood." Qinghai said very confidently.

"Don't be nervous, just do what you practice at home. Cut the fish lips into pieces two centimeters long and four and a half centimeters wide, put them in boiling water, add green onions, rice wine, and ginger slices to boil a cup of tea to remove the fishiness and remove it. ”

Seeing that the hand holding the knife in the red sleeves was a little unstable, Song Yao hurriedly reassured.

"Yes, ma'am." Red Sleeves took a deep breath and let her state of mind return to normal.

"Xiaohe, steam the abalone first. Mother Qin, boil the pigeon eggs and remove the shells. Li Yuan, you guys chop off the heads, necks, and feet of the chickens and ducks respectively......"

Song Yao explained one by one what the people she brought wanted to do, and she was not idle.

In preparation, fish maw needs to be fried in a pot, which is difficult to grasp the heat, it needs to be fried until it can be broken by hand, drained from the oil, soaked in clean water and taken out, and then cut into pieces similar to the size of the fish lip.

In this process, once the heat is not well mastered, the fish maw will be invalid.

Compared with the complexity of Song Yao's preparations, the other two kitchens had already wafted the fragrance.

After some materials are prepared, Song Yao will have been soaked in boiling water chicken and duck, sheep elbow, pig's trotter tips, duck gizzards, pork belly pieces fried a few times, add soy sauce, shrimp powder, white sugar, rice wine, bone broth, cinnamon, cover the time to cook a stick of incense, pick out the seasoning, take out the pot and put it in the pot, the soup is set aside.

The white fingers did not stop for a moment, busy beside the scorching stove, and Song Yao's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

Red Sleeves intimately wiped her sweat on the side.

Except for Qin's mother, who was in charge of lighting the fire, everyone else stepped aside and did not disturb Song Yao's work.

The next step is more crucial, but the main thing is to test the skills of fire.

Song Yao only needs to do the previous steps, and then hand over to the red sleeves and the fire girl.

Take a rice wine jar and wash it, add a pound of water, put it on a slight fire to heat, pour out the altar, and put a small bamboo grate at the bottom of the altar.

First, put in the chicken and duck and other materials that have been boiled in the previous step, as well as flower mushrooms and winter bamboo shoots, and then wrap shark fins, ham slices, scallops with yarn, and abalone slices in gauze into a rectangle, and put them on the chicken and duck and other materials, and then pour in the spare soup, cover the altar mouth with lotus leaves, and press a small bowl upside down.

Once loaded, place the jar on a charcoal stove and simmer over low heat for an hour.

Sweating hot in the small kitchen, Song Yao walked out to get some air.

Qinghai and the others also went out, their faces flushed, and they wiped their sweat vigorously.

The judges outside thought that Song Yao was done, so they looked over expectantly and waited for Song Yao's people to serve the food.

"I'm sorry! It also needs to be simmered for more than an hour to come out and breathe. Song Yao arched her hand towards the judges' stage, and the fan in her hand kept shaking, as if it was summer.

Hearing Song Yao's words, the judges expressed their disappointment one by one, but they couldn't urge Song Yao to hurry up.

The last chef stepped forward, looking very sultry, and said with a smile: "Song Niangzi must be showing her skills today, although I can't ask for recipes, I hope to have the honor to taste it." ”

"I've done a lot, I'll leave you a bowl, and I hope to advise." Song Yao said with a smile: "If Chef Hong doesn't mind, Song Yao also hopes to taste Chef Hong's craftsmanship." ”

"It's not certain who the kitchen god is this time, it's best for Song Niangzi to change her name to avoid embarrassment." The chef of the third kitchen also came out to breathe, and said in a weird way.

Sweeping the third with cold eyes, Song Yao hooked her lips and chuckled: "All the previous kitchen gods have won laurels. There are some people, once they miss it this time, whether they will have the opportunity to stand in this ring in this life is still a matter of words, but don't cry when the time comes. ”

"Who are you talking about?" Number Three asked angrily.

"Who, who is not clear in their hearts?" Song Yao said with a smile: "People are self-aware, they must know what their identity is, and as a slave, they should keep their duties as a slave, and don't embarrass their masters!" ”

After speaking, Song Yao turned her face away and stopped looking at No. 3.

Three wanted to fight back, but his men grabbed him and gave him a look.

Sweeping the number and looking towards the judges' seat, he saw that his master had a calm face, so he had to turn around and go back to the kitchen.

"Song Niangzi doesn't have to deal with such a person, so as not to lose her identity." Chef Hong chuckled.

Song Yao nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, this dog bites someone, and people can't bite back." But after all, people are human beings, and they can't bite back, so they will be slapped away with a dozen dog sticks. ”

Chef Hong smiled and didn't speak.

With Chef Hong's qualifications, there is no need to worry about newcomers.

And Chef Hong also came on behalf of his own family, but his family is only average, so not offending people is the most basic family rule to follow.

"It's cool outside, but it's better to avoid some wind when you're sweating." Chef Hong arched his hand and said, "I'll go back to the kitchen first, Song Niangzi is free." ”

"Walk slowly." Song Yao leaned sideways to show etiquette.

Although Chef Hung is in a decent manner, it is rare to maintain his demeanor throughout the game.

This is also the reason why Song Yao has always been very polite to Chef Hong.

"Madam, my subordinate will teach that slave a lesson for you." Qinghai came to Song Yao's side and said.

"Don't worry, when the game is over, his own master will do it. Isn't it overkill if you go? Song Yao shook her head and said.

Hearing Song Yao's words, Qinghai's back was straight and proud.

I don't know when Qinghai has accepted the identity of being Song Yao's subordinate, and the feeling of being praised by her is as excited as Helian Sheng's praise.

After a cold wind blowing outside for a while, Song Yao really felt a little cold, so she turned around and went back to the kitchen.

After all, it's only February, and the temperature in Yunzhou City is not hot enough to sweat and blow a cold wind outside.

With red sleeves staring at the small furnace, Song Yao had to fight with a few landlords in Qinghai, otherwise he would have to doze off boringly for an hour.

As soon as the hour came, Song Yao threw down the playing cards, got up to cover it, and quickly put the cucumber, hoof tendons, fish lips, and fish maw into the altar, immediately sealed the mouth of the altar, and then simmered for half an hour to take it out.

When serving, pour the Tankou cabbage into a large basin, open the gauze bag, put the pigeon eggs on the top, and sit down for decoration.

Of course, Song Yao is not idle for half an hour, and needs to make a few plates of side dishes to accompany the meal.

"Madam, remember to leave a bowl for your subordinates later." Qinghai smelled the fragrance and swallowed saliva greedily.

"It's not promising!" Song Yao snorted, but there was a smile on her face, "It's not too late to say this when it comes out of the pot, get ready, give me a hand." If you win the first place today, Ming'er will make you a pot of Buddha jumping over the wall, and ensure that everyone has a share! ”

"Please ask Madame!" Qinghai responded happily, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to work.

"Qinghai, you come to make fried bean sprouts with mushrooms. Red sleeves, you make ham and mushrooms, and Qin's mother makes spicy mustard on the side......" Song Yao commanded, and then started to do things.

The sesame baked cake and the silver silk roll were made by Song Yao herself.

It's not that Song Yao wants to work hard, but when she was in the Song Mansion, she only cared about preparing the main dishes, and the auxiliary dishes were also known to everyone a long time ago, but she forgot to teach everyone these two things.

The method of silver silk rolls is a little more complicated, but it is not difficult for Song Yao, half an hour is enough.

As soon as half an hour arrived, Song Yao took Qinghai and others to send the main dish and side dishes to the judges' seat.

In fact, the fragrance of Buddha jumping over the wall has already spread out of the kitchen, and even the audience is waiting to see it, not to mention the judges' seats.

Almost everyone's eyes looked at the No. 2 kitchen, even if they were sitting far away, they also believed that the fragrance was emanating from the dishes made by Song Yao.

Even kitchens No. 1 and No. 2 couldn't help but poke their heads out to take a look.

"Quick, bring me a bowl." The judges, who were wearing hats, immediately stood up, where was the majesty of before.

The judges seemed to be surprised, and some people hurriedly prepared dishes and chopsticks and stepped forward.

Song Yao was stunned for a moment, feeling that this voice was very familiar, and even the figure looked very familiar.

Qinghai's eyes on the side changed, and then he smiled at the corner of his mouth, obviously recognizing the identity of this person.

"Wait!" Song Yao stepped forward, stopped the other party's movements, and said with a light smile: "There are still two contestants who have not yet appeared, and it is unfair to taste my No. 2 dish now." ”

"Don't wait, the fragrance of the three of you kitchens has already come out, as long as we eat deliciously, you will be the god of cooking today." The old man wearing a hat slapped the table and glared angrily at the judges who were stopped by Song Yao, "It's not a little sharp, I don't know if my old man hasn't eaten well for three days?" Waiting for such a time in three years, I don't want to be the chief judge in the future, you just say it! ”

The old man obviously has a special identity.

Although everyone couldn't see his expression, he was so angry, everyone stood up and took half a step back respectfully.

Song Yao's gaze swept over everyone, and to her surprise, none of these people felt ashamed or disgusted with the old man.

It was precisely because Song Yao put her mind on other people that she didn't pay attention to the old man's voice.

"Is the old man bullying Song Yao for being a weak woman?" Song Yao raised her head and said with a straight face: "Although I came to participate in the competition, I have the heart to win, but the old man is such a child's play, how can I dare to say that I have won a chef in the future?" Even my son in the audience will have an ambiguity about life because of this, and he will not be serious about being a person and doing things! For the sake of his own tongue, do the old people think it is appropriate? ”

"You!" The old man pointed at Song Yao's fingertips trembling, but he didn't say half a word for a long time.

"No matter what Song Yao does, the premise must be to remember that she is a mother. Fang is Song Yao's rudeness, and I hope that the old man Haihan! Song Yao blessed her body and respectfully bowed to the old man.

The old man's anger disappeared in an instant, and his raised fingers were also put down.

The people who were going to watch the excitement were a little disappointed, but they didn't dare to say that Song Yao was not in front of the old man, so as not to be looked down upon by the old man.

"I think the side dish is good, it's not the main dish, can you taste it first?" Yun Zhongxiao asked.

"Yes." Song Yao waved his hand and motioned for Qinghai and the others to put the dishes on the table first.

The Buddha jumping over the wall is not allowed to eat, but when it smells, the others may not be able to eat, or the food is tasteless.

This is Song Yao's real purpose.

After the dishes were placed, Song Yao took Qinghai and others to stand aside, waiting for the moment when the finals began.

Because of the time limit, the other two also appeared in the ring soon, and they would be out of the game if they exceeded the time limit.

Chef Hong's dish is a smorgasbord of seafood similar to Buddha jumping over the wall, except that most of it is seafood, so it lacks aroma, but it is definitely an innovative recipe.

No. 3 is a roast pig, but the whole pig roasted over an open flame has a smoky smell.