"The competition is officially on! We can see that Chef Lin's ingredient is a very fresh soft-shelled turtle. What's he doing?! ”

After the game began, Douglas Lin fished out a fat soft-shelled turtle from the tank and placed it on the cooking table.

Then take off the small gourd hanging on the waist, open the cork, and tease the gourd's mouth against the head of the soft-shelled turtle, at first the soft-shelled turtle was afraid to retract its head into the shell, and did not dare to come out.

But under Lin Daoge's behavior of daring to break ground on Tai Sui's head several times, he saw the opportunity and attacked instantly, and under the acceleration of the rocket head hammer, he bit the gourd's mouth and did not let go.

Lin Daoge took the opportunity to turn the gourd upside down, and the liquid in the gourd immediately rushed out of the gourd's mouth under the action of gravity, and poured into the mouth of the soft-shelled turtle along the open mouth of the soft-shelled turtle, even so, the soft-shelled turtle still refused to let go of the gourd.

After filling more than half of the liquid, Lin Douge laid the gourd in his hand flat on the counter, then leaned on it and lazily teased the turtle.

There is no tension at all in the race, but it is like having a pet at home.

"Chef Lin, the competition has begun, you can start cooking" Megumi Oishi couldn't understand Lin Daoge's mysterious operation, and couldn't help but walk over and prompt.

"I know, I'm cooking now," Lin Douge smiled and thanked the other party for the reminder, and continued to lie on the counter and tease the soft-shelled turtle.

"Well, it's good that you know, then I won't bother you cooking" Megumi Oishi looked at the other party's still playing behavior a little speechlessly, and turned to look at the operation on the other side.

Juro Koizumi had been handling some of the ingredients before, but now he was moving a large sealed box from behind him onto the counter.

"This trademark... Could it be the one in Okinawa? Before Megumi Oishi could speak, she had been observing Ann on both sides, and when she saw the trademark on the box that Koizumi Juro had moved out, she seemed to have guessed something.

"That's right, this is a pineapple turtle that is only available in Okinawa," Koizumi Juro confirmed Ann's guess and poured all the seven or eight soft-shelled turtles in the box on the counter.

Because soft-shelled turtles have been slaughtered for a long time, they are not afraid of crawling everywhere.

"Okinawa's pineapple soft-shelled turtle has been fed pineapples since childhood, so it has less fishy smell than ordinary soft-shelled turtles, and the meat will have a fruity taste of pineapple, which is a good choice" Insteval, a black man who has never spoken, opened his mouth and said a lot of scientific knowledge about the soft-shelled turtle and praised Koizumi Juro's operation.

"Oh? It seems that the ingredients prepared by Chef Koizumi are very high-end and very advantageous, but what will he do with so many soft-shelled turtles? Megumi Oishi quickly picked up the conversation, so as not to make the scene quiet and boring.

Koizumi Juro used a sharp kitchen knife to pick out the skirts of soft-shelled turtles and the flesh of his palms one by one, and the rest of the whole soft-shelled turtle was discarded by him.

The so-called skirt is a circle of soft meat on the edge of the back of the soft-shelled turtle, which is very Q-elastic and tender.

"Chef Koizumi's soft-shelled turtle takes only a small amount of meat, so he must be very particular about this dish, and the taste is worth looking forward to."

"Let's take a look at Chef Lin again, huh? … Chef Lin taking a selfie? ”

Lin Douge raised his mobile phone, looked down and took a selfie, and then sent the photo to the Far North Field, the photo did not capture his face, of course, not because he looked ugly, but netizens need a little mystery to make people continue to reverie.

[Today, I learned from someone in a friendly cooking skill, this is the dueling costume I wore] Enter the text, and then click send.

"Chef Lin, where's your soft-shelled turtle?" Megumi Oishi walked over and looked left and right, but he didn't see today's main ingredients, and thought, could it be that this Chef Lin knew that he was not capable of winning, so he planned to give up? That's not good, there is no suspense in the game, how can it be broadcast, if it is not broadcast, then my preparation in the past few days and today's efforts will not be in vain?

"Over there," Douge Lin swiped his phone and pointed to a bucket next to him.

Oishi Megumi looked at the bucket, and then at Lin Douge, who was still playing with his mobile phone, so he wanted to cross the other party's neck and shouted loudly, stop playing with mobile phones, and play seriously.

But as the host, he can't interfere with the contestants, so he can only stop looking at Douge Lin, and cautiously approach the bucket to watch the soft-shelled turtle inside.

I saw that in the bucket, the soft-shelled turtle that was still fierce and powerful just now has its head cut off? Hanging upside down in the bucket was blood, and a layer of plasma had accumulated at the bottom of the bucket.

"Oh, it turns out that Chef Lin is bleeding soft-shelled turtles" Megumi Oishi finally breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he didn't give up the game.

When Lin Daoge was still bleeding, Koizumi Juro had already processed the skirt and palm meat and put them in a pot to marinate to taste.

Then pour rapeseed oil into the pot, heat it on the heat, and when the temperature is enough, sandwich the soft-shelled turtle meat on the skirt, and then evenly coat it with flour and starch, and then put it in hot oil to fry.

A deep-fried aroma instantly wafted into the arena, and after the audience smelled it, a large amount of saliva was secreted in their mouths, and even the judges showed intoxicated expressions.

After the surface of the soft-shelled turtle meat is fried until golden brown, it is scooped up and placed in a basin covered with blotting paper.

Sprinkle with a fine layer of salt on the surface and top with a saucer of fruit vinegar and chopped shallots.

In this way, Koizumi Juro's dish was finished, and Lin Douge began to boil hot water in the pot.

"Please ask the judges to taste my golden soft-shelled turtle," Juro Koizumi said confidently, placing the dish in front of each judge. This dish is his signature dish, and every processing step has been so proficient that he can complete it with his eyes closed, and there is no mistake at all, and the three-star is already the highest level in the WGO. So, how can this dish, which was already rated as a three-star dish, lose?

"Click!" "Click!" "Click!"

Smelling the fragrance up close, the judges were already hungry, and before Megumi Oishi announced the start of the tasting, they couldn't wait to pick up the fried soft-shelled turtle pieces, dip them in the flavor plate, and put them in their mouths to bite them. The crispy coat makes a crisp cracking sound, and the gravy inside explodes in the mouth as the soft-shelled turtle meat explodes.

"Hmm~" X3

The judges chewed the food in their mouths with a satisfied face, the outside was crispy and the inside was tender, the soft-shelled turtle meat inside was tender and delicious, the skirt was elastic, and there was a faint pineapple flavor, plus the flavor dish of fruit vinegar, the taste was rich and not greasy. Meat, skirt, meat, skirt, alternately switching.

It's like putting on a turtle coat and being put into a sea of pineapples to swim.

"Ah~ worthy of being rated as a three-star delicacy"

"It's really a 3-star menu"

"Soft-shelled turtle is wonderful"

The three judges expressed their exclamations and praised the dish continuously.

Juro Koizumi retreated with a smile in his hand, looking at Lin Daoge on the opposite side who had just bathed the soft-shelled turtle with hot water, and couldn't help but show a hint of ridicule, he was already thinking about what words should be used to sarcastically mock the other party after the game was over.