Seeing that someone else had already started it, Li Huang felt that the presence of his first taster was about to be lost, and he looked at the palm-sized delicate faucet, and finally clamped it down.

It's just that with the "click" of the dragon's head breaking, from the dragon's neck, there was actually "blood" gushing out and falling into the plate, exuding a rich meat fragrance.

The aroma seemed to be passing through a typhoon, and the moment it fell into the plate, it had already dispersed, and not only the judging stand, but also the entire venue was surrounded by this aroma bomb.

The saliva couldn't stop secreting, Li Huang didn't care that this picture was a little seeping, so he put the faucet to his mouth, and then ......

"Whew!"

"What's wrong?" Seeing that the old colleague let out a terrible scream, Yan Wu beside him immediately asked, but Li Huang covered his mouth, his face turned red, and immediately, a cold aura spread from his body, and even the water cup in front of him was condensed with a layer of white mist.

But that wasn't anger, it was the result of using the internal strength of the Yin and Cold attribute with all its might.

Seeing Li Huang's expression, the other few people didn't dare to move, until the cold aura dispersed from Li Huang's body, and an obvious swallowing action ended, and everyone saw Li Huang staring at him:

"This faucet, this faucet is a soup dumpling! The seasoned and fried gluten is wrapped in pork net fat and roasted, the taste is far more juicy than the ordinary meat filling, and the fried crab oil is mixed with the faint bitterness of the shrimp brain, but it just neutralizes the greasy taste of the pork net oil, making the taste of this soup dumpling smooth and a little more refreshing, even if there is nothing else, this dipterocarp soup dumpling alone is already the only one in the soup dumplings I have eaten! ”

Finally realized that Li Huang was burned by the hot soup bag before, and several dragon kings breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, they couldn't help but feel a little funny, being burned by the soup bag, this kind of problem that only novices can make, actually happened to the dragon king, this is really interesting.

After confirming that they were okay, several people turned their attention to other parts again, and the dragon was like a treasure chest at this time, stimulating their desire to explore.

"I'll try this soup." As Li Huang's brother-in-law, Yan Wu, who had the best relationship with him, saw that he was fine, and he also took off the dragon head in the same way, but he didn't rush to eat the dragon brain soup bun, but focused on the dragon blood soup.

He picked up a ball of auspicious cloud bread, broke off a small piece of unflowing heart, and dipped it in the dragon's blood soup with a soft and dense fracture and sent it to his mouth.

Although it is a thick soup, it does not have that too strong taste, and there is a faint fishy smell in the mouth, but it has a delicate sweet and sour.

"Is the addition of a small amount of black pepper to the tomato and cheese puree, a technique similar to that of a Bloody Mary, to restore the taste of blood? The crushed shrimp shells are also added to the boil to add flavor, and the sea salt used has a hint of smoke and fire, which is really a classic combination, not only for food, but also as a soup for pasta...... Wait a minute! ”

Speaking of this, Yan Wu's expression changed slightly, but he had been enjoying the delicious food on the side, but Shun Bai, who had not spoken, was one step ahead of him, dragging out a few golden noodles with blood-colored soup hanging on the dragon's back.

"Sure enough!" Shun Bai glanced at Yan Wu proudly, then brought the noodles to his mouth, and with a sucking sound, the noodles covered with red soup burrowed into his mouth like a yellow eel with a hole in it.

"Duck eggs are kneaded into the high-gluten flour, and then beaten with deep internal force to change the gluten structure in it, and the texture is more elastic and crispy than ordinary Zhusheng noodles, and if you eat it alone, you will even feel a little hard.

"But in the process of frying, not only does the taste of the thick soup be pushed into the noodles by the pressure of steam, but the stagnation time of more than half an hour also allows the noodles to fully integrate with the soup.

"What about noodles?" Li Huang, who had finished eating the dragon brain soup dumplings, took out the dragon scale cake that had fallen off the plate from the thick soup, and while putting it in his mouth, he let out a satisfied snort, he collected his mind and looked at the slightly softened dragon scales and said:

"Although this dragon scale crisp is crispy, the loose structure brought by frying allows it to soften quickly after absorbing the thick soup, and when eaten in the mouth, it reveals a kind of tenacity, quite a bit of 'cat ears' feeling."

"It's not just soup that goes well with it." Qin Hong, who was holding the dragon skin shortbread, suddenly spoke, he wrapped the dragon scales, dragon tendons, and dragon meat in the pie crust together, looking at her mouthful of sauce, he knew that this match was definitely not bad, but how could this sauce be white?

"So here!" Glancing at the state of Qin Hong's dragon, Shun Bai tore open the position of the dragon's belly, and sure enough, he saw a layer of thick white sauce.

He dipped a little of his chopsticks into his mouth, and his eyes were a little misty-

"After beating the whole eggs, mix the cream and beat it many times, and then add fish oil, which is slightly higher than the flavor of pork, cow, chicken, fish and eggs, plus the delicate taste like ice cream and the spicy taste of the little shadow, it is really a good sauce, and this part, does it mean 'dragon fat'?"

Dragon whisker crisp, dragon scale crisp, dragon skin shortbread, dragon claw steamed dumplings, dragon brain soup dumplings, dragon tendon noodles, dragon blood soup, dragon fat sauce, even the clouds under the feet of the dragon, are crispy flowing bread, and even better, these nine dishes can be matched with each other, coordinate with each other, and even if the mouth is big enough, the whole dragon will be stuffed into the mouth, there will be no sense of disobedience.

The nine dishes are one, but they can distinguish countless flavors, and the Tenglong, which is more than half a meter long, each judge ate a whole one, and even a little bread crumbs had to be glued to the mouth with chopsticks.

At this point, it seems that there is no need to continue to taste, and when the last bit of soup is licked into his mouth, Li Huang noticed his gaffe, straightened his body, and looked at Feng Xue in a calm tone:

"Monkey King, does this pastry have a name?"

When Feng Xue heard this, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she immediately stepped forward and said:

"Seventy-two sides of the dragon."

Li Huang's mind turned, and he immediately smiled:

"Where the pastry, the practice is nothing more than frying, baking, frying, branding, steaming, boiling, stewing, boiling, boiling, you Tenglong seventy-two noodles are based on the crisp as the skin, the pastry layer by layer refinement, hot oil fried crisp, fried dumplings, pancakes, baked tendons, stewed sauce, steamed buns, boiled noodles, boiled soup, in one go, but the layers are clear, although each food theoretically uses only one method, but itself has endured eight kinds of cooking, each of which can be connected, each of which is one, and it is natural, plus the auspicious cloud bread, there are eight or nine hundred and seventy-two changes, It is worthy of the seventy-two faces of the dragon! ”

(End of chapter)