The so-called roasting, in fact, is also roasting, frying, the earliest time can be traced back to ancient Japan, farmers during the cultivation period, during the labor break with hoes and arrows to burn vegetables, meat slices and evolved, so the process of making is not like hot pot shabu-shabu.

What's more, because of the soup stock, there is no time for Chen Hu and Kikuichiro Kikushita to directly stuff various ingredients into the soup pot and mix them like traditional sukiyaki. It's delicious, but it's also time-consuming! So the two almost unanimously reverted to the ancient Japanese method of sukiyaki - iron frying.

Kiichiro Kikushita takes the thin, uniform slices of meat that have been cut and puts them on a pan.

Of course, Chen Hu is the same. Then there are vegetables, mushrooms, green onions, spring vegetables, beef slices, medicinal shreds, roasted tofu, arrowroot powder, etc., according to the different degrees of ripeness, or directly thrown into the stock to cook directly, or first short arrows and then cooked, and finally unified into the stock, simmered for five minutes, a minute of sukiyaki is almost out of the pot.

The two of them closed the fire and took the pot in no particular order and put it on the offering plate.

"It's really exactly the same!" "The audience at the scene looked at Kiichiro Kikushita and then at Chen Hu, and said with a look of amazement.

But what is the taste in the end, just this exact reproduction of the action is enough to reflect the solidity of Chen Hu's basic skills, if the taste is the same......

Thinking of this, the professionals subconsciously shook their heads.

No, it won't be the same anymore. This is evident from the aroma of the soup just now. Therefore, the only thing that people are looking forward to now is the taste of the two of them, whether Kiichiro Kikushita, the heir of orthodox Japanese cuisine, is more skilled, or Chen Hu, an arrogant guy, is more powerful.

The staff stepped forward and brought the works of Chen Hu and Kikushita Kiichiro to the judges' seats, and then gave each judge a bowl, and then transferred to the front of the second judges, and served two people's delicacies to the five public judges.

Several people were not polite, and they picked up the dishes and chopsticks one after another, and tasted the works of the two.

It's just that in the first taste, some people choose to eat Kikushita's sukiyaki for the first time, and some people choose to eat Chen Hu's works, which are different.

The others looked expectantly at the three and five expert judges in the field.

Chen Huju Shimogiichiro was the same, each looking at the eight people who were tasting the food with calm or deep eyes, waiting for their judgment.

After a few minutes, the eight let go and opened their eyes.

"Please start voting, judges!" Jin Mengjia reminded.

First, the five interim judges looked at each other and presented a soup bowl with what they thought was the most delicious food.

There was no suspense in the result, five to zero! The blue and white porcelain bowl representing Chen Hu directly occupied the table.

Then the three official judges, who also glanced at each other, launched the blue and white porcelain in their hands.

Needless to say, the result was won by Chen Hu! And he won the first round of the battle with a crushing posture without any suspense.

Suddenly, Kikuichiro Kikushita's face turned pale, his body staggered, covering his chest with one hand, holding the desk with the other, he was short of breath and couldn't speak, and he looked like he was about to break out.

"Master Kikuichiro, are you okay?" Jin Mengjia, who was worried about the accident, hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

"I'd like to taste your work, okay, Master Chen. Kikushita Kiichiro waved his hand to push Jin Mengjia away, looked up at Chen Hu, who was just looking at him, and asked.

"Of course, it was meant to be part of the game. Chen Hu did not refuse, and agreed very simply.

Then the staff on the side handed over the soup bowl for Kiichiro Kikushita to taste.

Of course, Kiichiro Kikushita was not the only one who could taste Chen Hu's works, and everyone present witnessed that with the efforts of the staff, almost everyone got a sukiyaki made by Chen Hu and Kikushita Kiichiro, so that they could feel the gap between the two.

Kikuichiro Kikushita took the soup bowl, sniffed the aroma of the bowl deeply, scooped the soup, and put it into his mouth with a spoonful of ingredients.

The rich fragrance and umami exploded in his mouth, allowing him to taste all the ingredients in an instant.

Shrimp, crabs, clams, saturated shiitake mushrooms, as well as the fragrance and delicate meat of various vegetable ingredients make him speechless.

"It's a loss. Kikuichiro Kikushita put down the bowl, lowered his head with a happy face, and said sincerely.

"I conceded. Chen Hu said calmly.

Then Kikushita Kiichiro stepped down, and the staff came up to quickly clean up Chen Hu and Kikushita Kiichiro's kitchen counters, clean up the garbage, and brush the pots, so that the entire kitchen table was restored to its original state in a short time.

"Sure enough, there is arrogant capital. At the same time, the Japanese chefs and food critics who also tasted Chen Hu's dishes in the audience all thought in unison.

Then his heart was even heavier, and he fantasized about whether he would be sure to win from the other party's hands if he was replaced by Kiichiro Kikushita.

However, the result was that the more I thought about it, the heavier it became, and even some of my strength was so poor that I directly lost my confidence in playing, and the whole person became restless, and finally had to get up to find the staff and announce the abandonment of the game in private.

After that, the thin-skinned one left the field directly, saving himself from being embarrassed here or accepting the ridicule of other peers, and the thick-skinned one returned to his seat and remained stable, waiting for the start of the next round of games.

And this time did not make everyone wait long, almost after some people cleaned their stomachs, a new round of competition began. Jin Mengjia took the stage and read out the name of the next challenger according to the list of new arrivals.

"Now for the next challenger, the chef from the Snow House Hotel in Hokkaido, Ms. Fushimi Yuki!"

Then, a kimono woman with a quiet face and a rich appearance in the crowd stood out from the crowd and walked to the kitchen counter with elegant small steps.

Saluting, greetings, and tying the sleeves of his kimono with a white rope, revealing a pair of snow-white and pink lotus arms.

The elegant and calm posture of the wife is really exciting.

"The judges are invited to draw lots. ”

Among the three official judges, the chef from Japan, the chef of a well-known restaurant, Hinata Ashyao, drew the title of this round of competition.

- Tea party cooking!

Chen Hu really knows a little about this topic. Among them, the tea party is the tea party, as the name suggests, it is a tea party, and it is conceivable that the tea party cuisine is similar to the small dim sum of the chalou. It's just that Japan is more particular, there are staple foods, dim sum, and side dishes, but they are all simple, and there are only three kinds of utensils.

It is a rice bowl, a soup bowl, and a small plate.