After Liu Juan's dishes were unanimously praised by the judges, Ye Fei also hurriedly served his mapo tofu, and I don't know if it was a mistake in his busyness, but the tofu was white and there was no sauce on it. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Ahem!" Lao He coughed to hide his embarrassment, this is the God of Food, there is such a low-level mistake, and the judges' faces are not good-looking.

"This shallot's flowering is indeed excellent, and Master Liu is indistinguishable, this knife work is also excellent, and each piece of tofu is completely consistent and rare. However, Lao He still found a bright spot.

"Hehe, is it still called mapo tofu without spicy taste?" Suddenly, a voice sneered, but it was Wu Long, a middle-aged strategist beside Zhao Yingyang.

Zhao Yingyang's identity naturally can't say these impolite words, but his advisor must speak for his master.

Ye Fei smiled slightly, he naturally wouldn't pay attention to such a fly.

"Please try the taste!" Ye Fei pointed his hand to the mapo tofu and said to the judges.

Since it's all served, it's not fair to the players not to try it, so Lao He moved the chopsticks first.

The shallots on the tofu are cute, and he couldn't help but click the vertical shallots with chopsticks first, so he didn't have to be stunned.

The standing shallots suddenly cracked into dozens of petals and poured around, and suddenly a green flower bloomed on the white tofu.

"What!" exclaimed in unison.

But you don't have to take the chopsticks to order other shallots, and the small flowers on the tofu bloom with the chopsticks flashing.

Lao He sighed secretly: "It's incredible, the shallots are blooming! If you hadn't forgotten to pour the sauce, I'm afraid that you would have to beat Master Liu with this hand, it's a pity." ”

He stretched out his chopsticks and picked up a piece of tofu and put it in his mouth, and suddenly a hot aroma wrapped his tongue, numb, spicy, hot, crispy, tender, fresh, and fragrant at the same time.

"What!"

In disbelief, Lao He stirred up a piece of tofu with his chopsticks, but the piece of tofu fell down and turned into nine smaller pieces of tofu, which flowed with juice as bright as agate.

At this time, Lao He had already reminisced from the deliciousness of the juice, but he made a new discovery, and there were actually nine different flavors of tofu.

Whether tender or crispy, delicate or unrestrained, he tasted the ingenuity of it.

Lao He smiled and said, "You actually made tofu with nine different kinds of beans. ”

Ye Fei also smiled: "Hehe, the master tasted it so quickly." ”

"Tofu is so exquisite, I'm afraid this minced meat is not simple!" Lao He asked again by picking up a chopstick of minced meat flowing out of the tofu.

"Huh!" he couldn't help frowning, and said to himself, "Yellow beef, not pork, it doesn't seem right, can't you mix five or six kinds of animals to make minced meat?"

"Haha, He Lao, you guessed wrong now, you can try it again. ”

Lao He tasted it again and was shocked: "What! It's not meat, I know it's minced soybeans soaked in water, and it actually makes a meat taste! This can't be described by cooking skills, it's amazing, it's almost Tao!"

Liu Juan secretly took the chopsticks and tasted them, and couldn't help but feel sad, she had been immersed in this way for decades, and it was difficult for a young man to reach her, but she was immediately relieved.

Success is 1 percent genius plus 99 percent effort, but often that 1 percent is more important than 99 percent combined.

"I lost! Mr. Ye is really amazing, and I am convinced of my defeat. ”

Although Liu Juan is in her fifties, she is still a Sichuan girl's hearty character, and her skills are not as good as others, so she simply admits defeat, Ye Fei also appreciates this nature, and casually pointed out a few tricks, but she seems to have been opened up to the second pulse of Ren Du, and the points that have been puzzled for many years are suddenly integrated.

Liu Juan fell into deep thought, and Ye Fei smiled slightly and stopped caring about her.

The next game was the Huaiyang cuisine master Li Min, although he was a chef, but he had the elegant temperament of Jiangnan people, and he thought he was a university professor if he didn't know.

Li Min pushed the glasses on his nose and said, "Huaiyang cuisine is the heaviest knife work, let's try to boil dried shreds." ”

Huaiyang cuisine began in the Spring and Autumn Period, flourished in the Sui and Tang dynasties, flourished in the Ming and Qing dynasties, and is known as "the best taste in the southeast and the most beautiful in the world".

You must know that the Huaiyang salt merchants in the Ming and Qing dynasties monopolized nearly half of the wealth in the world, whether it was to show their wealth or make friends with the powerful, the requirements for food were almost harsh, so Huaiyang cuisine not only emphasized the taste and paid more attention to the appearance of the dish, but also became extremely demanding for the chef's knife work.

Li Min's boiled dried shreds are a typical test of knife work, a piece of dried bean curd less than a finger thick can be sliced into dozens of slices, and then cut into thin shreds.

Li Min soon began to use the knife, and pieces of dried bean curd, which were as thin as paper, flew out from under his knife.

Li Min wiped his sweat slightly, he could make thirty-six pieces of dried tofu, but it was already the limit. He began to shred again, which was also a delicate work, but the paper-thin dried bean curd was already extremely fragile, and the slightest carelessness would cut off the dried dried silk, which was as thin as a hair.

However, Li Min is a grandmaster after all, and he completed the production of dried silk in a few moments.

Syllable!

He slapped his palm on the table, and the white dried silk was like a thousand silver needles converging into a jade dragon, flying into the already boiling broth, and then sprinkled with shredded ham and other ingredients.

A bowl of boiled dried shreds has been made, and the dried shreds as thin as a hair are scattered in the clear broth, and the floating ingredients are embellished, but they are like a winter landscape painting full of artistic conception.

"Okay! Lao Li's level of boiling dried shreds has not only not regressed, but also advanced, and that one is probably dangerous. Lao He shook his head and said.

While he was talking, Ye Fei's boiled dried shreds had already been served, and everyone was stunned again, why did they come again?

Looking at a whole piece of dried tofu floating on the broth, Lao He didn't dare to confirm whether Ye Fei forgot to cut it, he was afraid that there would be something ingenious, and if he said it, it would seem that he was not level, forget it, taste it first.

In the next second, Lao He began to admire his wisdom and martial arts, and his chopsticks just clicked on the dried tofu.

Airplanes!

The dried tofu shook and scattered to the surrounding area, but it floated on the soup again.

In an instant, nine white lotus flowers bloomed on the soup noodles, and the ham and other ingredients were hidden in the flowers to become stamens.

Lao He picked up a petal and put it in his mouth, his eyes suddenly widened, and he realized an incredible miracle, the petals actually dissolved in his mouth and became a thin dry silk.

He couldn't describe Ye Fei's cooking skills in words, this was no longer something that could be done by manpower.

Seeing that he didn't speak, everyone quickly picked up the petals and put them in their mouths.

"Oh!

"Miraculously, the taste is also layered, and I actually ate the taste of emotion. ”

Li Min also hurriedly stepped forward to pick up the petals and put them in the palm of his hand, the petals turned into filaments in the palm of his hand, he carefully picked up a dried filament, and the surprise in his eyes was even stronger.