Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Two: Ginger Hits Milk

Walking up to the judges' seat with his work, Wu Yue deliberately glanced at the trash can next to him, and trembled in his heart for no reason, this thing is simply a bottomless black hole, and the god of food blesses himself not to fall into it.

"Ginger hits milk, please taste it. Wu Yue put down the tray and lifted the lid with a mood of seven up and eight down, why did it go up and down? Because the time card was just right, he didn't know how the milk condensed in the end, and the control of desserts was really not his strong point.

In fact, desserts are a weakness for most big foods, after all, desserts are easy to be thankless.

Due to Wu Yue's excellent performance, the audience has high expectations for him, especially the people in Class 10, who are looking forward to Wu Yue firmly grasping the advantage and moving forward in the ranking.

However, the moment the lid was lifted, everyone was disappointed, and Wu Yue was also disappointed, and there was no food gas, which means that it was not recognized by the food gas rules.

"How can this be ......" Wu Yue's heart fell to the ground, his whole face turned white, and the blood didn't go down, God knows where it went.

Long Mei'er looked at the white ginger in the bowl, hugged her arms and let out a few sneers, the so-called ginger milk is a dessert formed by the condensation of sweetened hot milk through ginger juice, don't think that ginger juice will taste weird, as long as the amount is good, it will be very delicious.

Excellent ginger milk looks like tender tofu or pudding, the taste is smooth, tender, sweet, and a little spicy of old ginger, the spicy taste is not exciting at all, but complements the sweetness and tenderness, forming a wonderful taste of you have me and I have you, and you will feel warm and comfortable after eating.

If you want to make delicious ginger milk, you must use old ginger to make ginger juice, you must use milk with high protein content, otherwise it should not be coagulated, and if it is not coagulated, it is not called ginger milk, only thick ginger juice and thick hot milk can have such a wonderful encounter.

There is no doubt that excellent ginger milk can make people eat the whole bowl cleanly, and Long Meier also likes this dessert very much, and often eats it by herself, but Wu Yue's bowl of ginger milk can be known at a glance that the coagulation is very unsatisfactory.

"Is this your ginger hitting milk?" Long Mei'er picked up the spoon and put it in the bowl, and the spoon immediately sank, and a good ginger hit the milk, which can drag the spoon like tender tofu.

Seeing the spoon sinking, Wu Yue knew that he had failed: "Also, maybe the taste is still ......" In despair, he still had a trace of illusion.

But Long Mei'er ruthlessly shattered his illusions: "You don't need to taste it, this kind of garbage is not worthy of defiling my Long Mei'er's tongue." ”

Poof, the crit arrow pierced Wu Yue's heart, and came out from behind with dripping blood.

Long Mei'er's gaze swept over the other nine class leaders, and the corners of her mouth moved slightly, and she raised her voice: "Can someone tell me why his ginger milk didn't condense?"

After speaking, her eyes fell on Qin Yu's face, so everyone knew that Long Mei'er was targeting Qin Yu again, and the head of the second class and the head of the fourth class immediately moved sideways to distance themselves from Qin Yu, for fear that they would be angered by Long Mei'er.

Liu Can looked at Qin Yu with his spare eyes, and felt relaxed and happy inexplicably, the second round was because of Long Meier's targeting, the two of them could stand on the same running line, although Qin Yu took out the food utensils in the third round, but if he continued to be targeted by the judges, the consequences could only be described in two words, that is: hehe.

Qin Yu replied helplessly: "There are three possibilities, one may be that the milk is too thin, the second may be that the ginger juice is too little and the proportion is wrong, and the third may be that the wrong ginger was chosen, and the young ginger was mistaken for the old ginger, and the starch content of the tender ginger is far from enough." ”

After listening to Qin Yu's explanation, everyone looked back at Long Mei'er, was what he said really correct? What the hell is starch?

A look of surprise flashed in Long Mei'er's eyes, but then she immediately frowned, damn it, it didn't work out, Qin Yu actually said it right, hate, hate, hate, hum.

Nodding, there was no abnormality on his face, Long Mei'er said: "That's right, the ratio of this bowl of ginger to milk is correct, but the young ginger is mistaken for old ginger, so it can't be completely solidified." ”

Wu Yue listened stupidly, and suddenly said, "How do you know if you haven't tasted it?"

Long Mei'er glanced at him: "Nonsense, just smell it, this thing is not worthy of being called ginger milk at all, throw it away." (The dog knelt and licked his sister.) )

The last two words were full of disgust, Yun Zhu got the order, immediately stood on tiptoe, and fell into the trash can with two small hands holding the porcelain bowl, the little girl used a lot of force, and the crisp sound of breaking spread throughout the audience, just like Wu Yue's broken heart at the moment.

"0 points, next. Long Mei'er changed her legs, raised her slender index finger like spring onions, and never looked at Wu Yue again.

Wu Yue turned white and petrified and fell to the bottom of the blood groove on the spot, and then was dragged back by the kind-hearted Qin Yu and Han Ying, the contrast with the first two rounds is too great, the little heart really can't stand it, please don't let Long Mei'er be the judge, okay?

"That, that ......" Li Qiuchan's expression was somewhat embarrassed, and he was a little apprehensive, and it was estimated that he was secretly glad that it was not himself who participated in the competition, "The total points of the first three rounds of the tenth class are 42, I hope that Wu Yue will not be discouraged, after all, the distance from the bottom is still very small, and the head of the ninth class is invited to present his works." ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of everyone in Class 6 turned the color of pig liver, and Sun Jia almost didn't cry, is this alluding to him? He has only accumulated 9 points, but don't say it like this, okay? Can you still play happily?

It turns out that Long Mei'er is really a contestant's nightmare when she is a judge, her tongue and taste are extremely picky, and it is not easy to be picked by her tongue if she wants to enter her mouth, this hurdle is really high, and the height is suffocating.

0 points!

After just looking at it and smelling it, Long Mei'er gave a judgment in a disgusted tone, and ordered Yunzhu to throw the work into the trash bin again.

Next is Xu Nan, the leader of Class 8, Xu Nan's mastery of desserts is higher than that of Wu Yue, not only has a high degree of completion, but also has two inches of food, and looks good and exudes a faint sweet smell.

This time, Long Mei'er still didn't taste it, she has an unwritten rule that she can't eat anything that is not good, so this dessert is not qualified to touch her tongue.

Of course, Long Mei'er didn't throw it, she sniffed it lightly, and pointed out the shortcomings in Xu Nan's cooking process, and the accuracy reached "breath", which once again opened the eyes of the audience.

In the end, Xu Nan, the leader of class eight, got 8 points (30 out of 30 in this round), with a total score of 50, a very good result, Xu Nan breathed a sigh of relief, and everyone in class eight also breathed a sigh of relief.

However, they relaxed and others were nervous, desserts were originally more difficult to produce food gas than the main course, and only two inches of food gas got 8 points, which made other team leaders deal with themselves?

(PS: If you haven't eaten ginger milk, you can try it yourself, be careful not to make it into a dark dish, laugh~)