Gourmet food: starting from eating halberds to become a chef

Chapter 22 Mapo Tofu, Clothes Cracked

Meng You frowned slightly, and sure enough, it was still this dish.

Mapo tofu, one of the classics of Sichuan cuisine.

Speaking of which, Zhonghua Yiyi also has several dishes about Mapo Tofu, but he hasn't got it yet.

However, the dishes he cooked today are no worse than those.

Holding a silver chef's knife, with the movement of his hand, the chef's knife cuts the ingredients and the chopping board and makes a slight and harmonious sound, like a piece of pure music with a beautiful melody, which makes people can't help but be attracted.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of Wei He, the first-level judge of IGO, lit up: "This knife skill is probably at the level of a five-star."

Green pepper shreds of uniform thickness were placed on a white porcelain plate, and they were neatly arranged. Even obsessive-compulsive disorder would feel comfortable watching them. The tenderloin in Meng You's hands was also quickly processed and cut into strips. The thin filaments fell on another plate at an unbelievable speed.

"There are more and more monsters coming out of your distant moon." On the other hand, Wei Yu looked at Teruji Kuga, who had already started cooking mapo tofu, with admiration in his eyes.

In that iron pot, there is a pungent but very attractive fragrance floating all the time.

In contrast to the two, a gleam flickered in the eyes of the originally listless judges.

This time eating halberd seems to be really interesting.

And on the IGO, which broadcasts all this live, the comments seem to have changed again.

Although they were still bad-mouthing Meng You, they also had a lot of affirmation of Meng You's cooking skills. At least Meng You's knife skills were something they couldn't do.

For all this, Meng You didn't pay any attention to it. While marinating the tenderloin, he recalled the information that he was going to cook in his mind.

Shredded Pork with Persimmon Sauce and Green Pepper, an early Chinese dish, was rated as blue by the system. The most important innovation in it is the addition of sauce formed by pressing persimmons to replace the sweetness of sugar.

Meng You also picked a few persimmons just now, but he didn't want to follow the original method.

Thinking together, Meng You's eyes were fixed, looking at the persimmon in his hand, the kitchen knife fell quickly, and after a while, the persimmon was completely cut into small even pieces.

"What is he doing?"

Everyone in the audience was puzzled.

After looking at the ingredients Meng You selected, they naturally guessed what Meng You wanted to cook. After all, shredded pork with green peppers is a relatively famous and relatively simple dish in Chinese cuisine. Most of the neon Chinese restaurants have this dish. Dish.

But whether it is a low star or a high star, they have never seen anyone use persimmons as an ingredient when making shredded pork with green peppers.

No one answered them, but Meng You's actions immediately surprised them.

The fire on the cooking table was turned on, and violent flames rose up, finally forming a pillar of fire. At this moment, Meng You's eyes narrowed slightly, and he removed the pot on top, and he threw a few slices of persimmons into the iron spoon. In the next second, his iron spoon stretched out towards the fire.

He actually wanted to directly burn these persimmons with an iron spoon!
Seeing this crazy move, there was an uproar in the auditorium. Apart from Senzaemon, the head coach who closed his eyes slightly, the pupils of the others on the judging platform also shrank suddenly.

The temperature of the flame condensed into a pillar of fire is at least seven or eight hundred degrees. Even through the iron pot, this temperature can be quickly transmitted to make the dishes mature.

But now, if the iron spoon is really directly burned, it may turn red in an instant. How can it be possible to cook at such an extremely high temperature.

"Sure enough, I gave up and started messing around."

"It's boring, let's put Xiaoya's camera on Jiuga Teruji, we don't care about the first seat of courting death."

Comments on the IGO online are spreading, and the auditorium is already talking about it. There is no need for someone to drive it. Everyone looks at Meng You as if they are looking at a mental patient. People who violate culinary common sense are kicked out of the academy.

As the supporting party, Tian Suohui and the others looked at Meng You incomprehensibly.

Only Kei Isshiki and Teruki Kuga, who had finished cooking, seemed to understand something, and an idea came to mind.

Is that terrifying yet exquisite flame control going to appear again!
"Bah!"

When the pillar of fire hit the iron spoon, a bang sounded from it, and the persimmon slices in the spoon were instantly melted, bubbling, and even a little charred, about to be burned to death.

Faced with such a situation, Meng You took his time, and everything that happened seemed to be under his control.

With a slight shake of the iron spoon in his hand, he threw out the persimmon juice, which was no more than a few drops of water, and fell into the iron pot.

And on the iron spoon, a few more slices of persimmons appeared again. Repeatedly, within half a minute at most, the slices of persimmons that Meng You had cut were all gone, and only the dozens of drops of persimmons that sank under the iron pot remained. juice.

Looking at this incomprehensible behavior, the judges seemed to understand something, with doubts in their eyes, but also a hint of expectation.

"clang!"

Suddenly, gongs and drums sounded.

The eyes of everyone also turned away, and looked at Teruki Kuga who was walking towards the judges slowly.

His complexion was slightly condensed, and the white chef's uniform was on his body, which formed a big contrast with the red and green dishes in his hands.

The whole audience was watching him, even Meng You stopped what he was doing and glanced at the dishes in his hands.

"enjoy your meal--"

Jiu Wo put down the plate according to Ji, and several people came up naturally from the stage, and placed several small bowls in front of several judges.

Following Xiaoya's greeting, the cameraman walked slowly towards the side of the stage, as if he had known about the situation long ago, and no one stopped him, and the camera on his shoulder shook for a while, and then froze on the plate cooking.

The color is bright, and the little green onion and the white jade-like tofu create a strong visual contrast. Inside, there seems to be a little bit of meat sauce sticking together with the tofu, and there is a layer of chili oil hovering beside it.

"Gudu."

The appearance of this dish was also reflected on the big screen, and some people in the auditorium were already drooling.

During the live broadcast, the words "want to eat" swiped the screen directly.

Even Meng You has to admit that Jiu Wo Zhaoji's plate of mapo tofu looks perfect from the outside.

But several judges were expressionless. Senzaemon opened his eyes, and was the first to spoon a little into his own bowl. Then the other judges moved, put the tofu in their mouths and began to taste it. The son became solemn.

After a while, when Senzaemon put down the spoon in his hand and took a deep look at Kuga Teruki with slightly opened eyes, the clothes on his upper body suddenly fell off, revealing his strong and burly bronze-colored body.

This is!

Clothes are torn!

(End of this chapter)