"I'm so impressed, the words of the huge chef have made me a hobby of cooking for ten years, but the average level of people is full of hope."

"Like Xiao Xiang, cooking for my family and friends is the motivation for me to keep learning various recipes."

There are not many people in the world who are truly talented, and most of them are constantly improving themselves by working hard.

Seeing that there were more people supporting Shu Ange, the temperature around Cheng Huai was lower.

He stared at Shu Ange in the reflection of light and shadow from the kitchen knife, and a slightly weird smile appeared on his face.

What if she relied on clever words to make the limelight, the show was only halfway through, and the dishes made by Pang Yudie later tasted bitter and smelled foul, and who would support her.

After putting the various ingredients cut into the chicken broth, the two chefs also ushered in the PK session.

"Dangdang, it's an exciting PK link again, I believe everyone is very curious about the content of our show competition."

"Xiaoxiang is really bad, and she is selling Guanzi to hang everyone's appetite again. The old rules, by our special guests, announce PK topics and rules. ”

The task was handed over to Jiang Haichao, he didn't shirk, picked up the card sent by the staff, and read it carefully.

"In this cooking competition, two chefs are required to compete to see who wears the most silver sprout stew within fifteen minutes."

The main event is finally here, and everyone is a little excited.

"I would like to add to you with Xiaoxing that in these fifteen minutes, the two chefs not only need to wear silver sprouts, but also handle the ingredients by themselves."

"Xiaoxiang is right, in addition, I would like to remind you that in order to pursue close to history, our program team chose mung bean sprouts."

A small pot of crystal clear mung bean sprouts and a fresh and fresh sea bass were served on Shu Ange and Cheng Huai's table at the same time.

Along with this one, there is also a small and unique needle and thin white thread.

"Wow, how do you stuff such a big fish into the sprouts?"

Not only were the guests speechless, but the audience was also confused.

Give them fifteen minutes, and they may not even be able to clean the scales.

"Okay, now the countdown begins, and after I count dozens of numbers, the game officially begins!"

The two hosts were all excited, although the eggplant is fine, but the cooking steps are not unusual.

Silver sprout stew is different, this method is very tricky, ordinary people practice for half a month, may not be able to make a dish.

The clock officially began, and all eyes were on the two of them.

Jiang Haichao stared at Shu Ange intently, he believed in her ability, but he was worried that the time was too tight and would affect her performance.

Shu Ange fished out the fat and fresh sea bass from the bucket with one hand, and with a kitchen knife, with a dazzling speed, the whole fish was cleaned in less than thirty seconds, and even the scales were removed.

That's when the contrast comes in.

It took Cheng Huai a minute and a half to clean up the whole fish.

He unconsciously blackened his face, and the atmosphere of the game came out all of a sudden.

It's not enough to just process the scales and internal organs of the fish, but to stuff the delicate flesh into the bean sprouts, you also need to puree it.

Shu Ange peeled the skin and removed the bones, picked out the most delicious parts of the fish, cut it off, beat it repeatedly with a kitchen knife, and then grinded it into minced fish.

Cheng Huai's movements are similar to hers, but the speed is slower than hers, and it is not as pleasing to the eye.

This kind of difference may not be noticed by anyone in normal times.

But on stage, everyone's eyes and the camera are focused together, and the difference is obvious.

After all, Cheng Huai is a ghost, and after being possessed by Mu Lian, his ear power is still amazing, and the discussions of the audience rush into his ears from time to time.

"What, I thought the chef surnamed Mu really had some skills, but I didn't expect her to only talk about it."

"Wow, the huge chef is so powerful, it completely compares to the arrogant chef who has a talent at a time."

"Woo, these days, the beauties are so good at cooking, how do we ordinary people live."

Ignorance, a bunch of ignorant things.

Cheng Huai couldn't swallow this bad breath and decided to teach Shu Ange some lessons in advance.

He slowed down the movement of his hand, condensed the yin qi into a ball, and attacked the Shu'an singer.

Cheng Huai originally planned to launch an attack on Shu Ange in the tasting of dishes, and use her foul cooking skills to set off herself.

After a small twist and turn in the PK link, it was decided to speed up the hands-on speed.

The yin qi slowly floated towards Shu Ange's body, and the moment it touched her hand, it was suddenly dispersed by a golden light.

The audience only saw a flash of golden light, Mu Lian suddenly coughed violently, threw away the knife in his hand, was startled, and thought that something had happened.

Everyone looked at it, where was the golden light, and everything was as usual on the stage.

The two hosts were also a little strange, the golden light flashed too much, and they suspected that the gaffer had accidentally pressed the wrong one.

"It's so fast, the perch that was jumping around just now has turned into fish puree in a glass bowl. The speed of the huge kitchen is so fast that I want to press the slow button. ”

Xiaoxing's exaggerated explanation attracted a lot of resonance.

"Hey, why did Chef Mu suddenly stop, could it be that he was brewing some nirvana?"

Xiao Xiang made a little joke, Mu Lian held the kitchen knife in her hand, and looked at the cutting board with dull eyes.

Halfway through the processing, the minced fish lay quietly on the plate, her heart was as fragmented as these fish meat.

What the hell is going on, how did Cheng Huai suddenly get injured and return to the kitchen knife.

When she was possessed by Cheng Huai, Mu Lian could perceive everything in the outside world.

It was precisely because she could perceive that she was desperate now.

She couldn't put the fish paste into the mung bean sprouts at all, and she lost this game.

The magnesium light hit her body, and Mu Lian's eyes were dizzy, and she felt dizzy.

"Chef Mu, there are still ten minutes left, and Chef Da has already worn fifteen bean sprouts, don't you have a unique skill?"

Stuffing minced fish into the sprouts is not as simple as threading a needle.

The program team provided a special needle to avoid puncturing the sprouts.

Shu Ange should dip the white thread in the fish paste, put it into the bean sprouts, and then pull out the thread and needle.

Mung bean sprouts are very fragile and can break if she is not careful, so she must control her strength.

Under the host's reminder, Mu Lian handled the fish paste with a dull look and picked up the embroidery needle like cow hair.

If she can wear it, she must wear at least dozens of them, so that she won't lose too badly.

But after picking up the needle, Mu Lian suddenly felt that her wrist was cold, and there was a strong tingling sensation from the place where she came into contact with the needle.

She snorted and threw the needle out.

The fluttering embroidery needle fell on the smooth table, and Mu Lian covered her wrist with a painful face.

Her hand hurt so much, and her vision was blurred from the pain.

The two hosts were startled and leaned over at the same time: "Chef Mu, what's wrong with you, did your finger get pricked?" ”

But they saw that Mu Lian had a needle in her hand before.

The needle was also thrown back on the table by her.

(I'm so tired, thank you for your support!) ）