After introducing the ingredients of Meng Hua Pavilion, it was the turn to introduce the ingredients of Linglong Dim Sum, Meng Xing, the organizer of Meng Hua Pavilion, left the chef on his side, and followed the host to look at the other party's ingredients.

Qi Weiwei introduced: "Potatoes. ”

Next countertop: "Potatoes." ”

The last countertop: "Potatoes." ”

And except for potatoes on their countertop, they didn't see any flavorful seasonings like Meng Huage's side, and they didn't even see a single salt.

Their tools include a pressure cooker, an oven, a fruit knife, and some food paper.

The hostess slandered in her heart, could it be that Linglong Dim Sum plans to make boiled potatoes, baked potatoes, and steamed potatoes?

She picked up a piece of washed potato and said, "This is a normal potato, right?"

"That's right," Qi Weiwei said, "It's the potatoes sold in the vegetable market." ”

"The ingredients of Linglong dim sum are really popular!" The hostess slandered in her heart, she really didn't pay attention to it!, "What about the condiments?"

Qi Weiwei said: "We make original potatoes. ”

"Not even salt?"

"Nope. ”

The hostess kind of understands why these bigwigs give Linglong dim sum as judges, definitely not because the food is delicious, it must be because these two women are too beautiful.

But what do two of the judges say? Could it be that lilies are popular in high society now?

After reading all the materials, the hostess announced that she had officially entered the cooking session.

In fact, Meng Huage's chefs have already started to deal with their pheasants.

Xue Cheng said to Jiao Hongbei: "Hongbei, the skin of that potato is thicker. "No way, just now the hostess took the potato with her hand, her hand was smeared with thick hand oil, Xue Cheng was afraid of polluting the ingredients.

"Yes, Master. Jiao Hongbei threw the potato into the air, brushed it, and the knife shadow flew, and in an instant, a smooth potato fell into Jiao Hongbei's hand.

There was a cheer and applause from the audience, and the hostess turned her head and looked at Jiao Hongbei, it's nothing, no, there is an extra smooth potato in her hand, is it because of the posture he peeled the potato just now?

Qi Weiwei is in charge of boiling the potatoes, putting the washed potatoes into the pressure cooker, adjusting the time and starting to cook. Then she was fine, standing by and watching Xue Cheng and Jiao Hongbei.

Jiao Hongbei looked at Xue Cheng, and Xue Cheng nodded at him.

Jiao Hongbei waved the White Shadow Fruit Knife, picked up the potatoes in the small basket on his table, and threw them into the air, the knife shadow flew, and the potatoes fell down and turned into smooth potatoes, and the skin that fell on the table was so thin and transparent.

A basket of potatoes is peeled in less than half a minute. The audience and the cameras are all focused on the macro preparation.

The aunts looked fanatical: "Young man, what a handsome knife technique!"

It was the first time that so many people paid attention, Jiao Hongbei's face was slightly red, and he looked at the master embarrassedly.

Xue Cheng nodded at him, his eyes showing kindness and encouragement: "Then slice." ”

Jiao Hongbei took a deep breath, held the knife in his right hand, and threw the peeled potatoes into the air with his left hand, the white shadow fruit knife danced into an afterimage, and the potato slices as thin as cicada wings fluttered like snowflakes and fell on the food cloth on the table, and fell into a hill in a blink of an eye.

In seven minutes, a basket of potatoes turned into potato chips as thin as cicada's wings and piled up on the countertop, like a hill, and none of them fell to the ground.

The chefs of the opposing camp also forgot about the work at hand, and were shocked by Jiao Hongbei's technique of cutting potato chips in the air. Although a good knife maker may not necessarily make delicious dishes, knife skills are definitely one of the most important skills of a chef. Superior knife skills can not only add color to dishes, but also help reduce nutrient loss and improve the taste of certain dishes.

In Meng Hua Pavilion, it is not for nothing that the knife skills have been trained to the level of the other party's young man, but none of the three of them have reached this realm.

Jiao Hongbei put away the knife, gasped slightly, looked at the crazy cheers from the audience, bent down embarrassedly and saluted, then washed the white shadow fruit knife with water, wiped it carefully, and held it in front of the master with both hands.

Without Master's control, he would not have been able to achieve such speed, nor would he have the exquisite knife technique to make the potato chips as thin as cicada's wings, and the error is accurate to the millimeter. What's more, he couldn't make potato chips have spiritual properties.

Xue Cheng took the White Shadow Fruit Knife, on this occasion, she had the intention to let Jiao Hongbei even cut the fries, but cutting the fries required to add a process of compressing and expanding the aura to the Linglong Dim Sum Divine Skill, Jiao Hongbei's mortal body could not withstand this squeezing force, and would directly explode his meridians.

At this time, the exhaust valve of the electric pressure cooker was discharged, and after pressurization, there was no more air leakage, and Xue Cheng slapped it on the body of the pot casually.

Qi Weiwei knew that the most critical step of Linglong's happiness was completed, and she just waited for the aroma of boiled potatoes to starve everyone to death.

Xue Cheng held the White Shadow Fruit Knife in his right hand, picked up a potato with his left hand and threw it into the air, and began to peel the potato.

Even without the Spiritual Power Knife, she could manipulate the White Shadow and throw this small basket of potatoes into the air, causing them to fall and turn them into potato strips.

But there were many people at the scene, and there were cameras filming, so she couldn't act too ghostly. She honestly threw the potatoes into the air one by one, like Jiao Hongbei, and fell down into peeled potatoes, and then threw them into the air one by one, and fell down into fries.

Rao is like this, and it still shocks everyone. Jiao Hongbei slice out of thin air just now, although people can't see his knife clearly, they can still imagine and speculate that slicing, the knife is flat, with speed and sharpness, and with a lot of practice, it is possible to achieve this realm.

But this girl's hand speed, no, knife skills, is too incredible, unpredictable! A smooth potato was thrown into the air, and only a few flashes of knife shadows were seen, and what fell was potato sticks!

She only had a knife, how did she do it!

The waves of applause came higher and higher.

A basket of potatoes, Xue Cheng pressed his hand speed hard, and all of them turned into potato strips and landed on the table in four minutes.

I don't know when there was a group of paparazzi in the audience, they got Lin Xiaotong to attend the event here, and they flew over at all kinds of crazy speeds, they originally wanted to come over and besiege Lin Xiaotong, and recently there have been various gossips about Lin Xiaotong in the entertainment industry, but no one can get an official response from Lin Xiaotong.

I didn't expect Lin Xiaotong to suddenly appear in Beishi City, this is the nectar of Entertainment Ji that I was assigned to Beishi City, a place in the entertainment news desert!

When they arrived one after another, they met Jiao Hong's supernatural potato chips, and no one wanted to miss such a wonderful scene, and the entertainment reporters were busy taking pictures and videos.

Jiao Hongbei finished cutting, and before the entertainment reporters had time to rush over to besiege Lin Xiaotong, the more exciting Xue Cheng cut potato strips began.

An old grandmother touched her grandson's head and said: "See, Dabao, three hundred and sixty lines, the line is the champion, if you can practice cutting vegetables to this point, you can also make a lot of money!"

Dabao: "Grandma, although my brother and sister cut the vegetables well, I don't want to be the one who cuts the vegetables, I want to be that person." ”

Grandma followed her grandson's finger and saw Jiang Lin in a cool black trench coat sitting on the judges' seat.

Grandma's mouth smiled from ear to ear: "Good grandson, why do you want to be that person?"

Because where he sits, he doesn't even have to cut the vegetables, and he is accompanied by two beautiful women. ”

Grandma: "......"