Cooking that does not shine is not good cooking

However, if it is just if, it will never become a reality.

Perhaps everything is inevitable, and it is destined that the young man named Xie Yunfei can only stop the runner-up.

Other special chefs and cooks also understand this, and either sighed or regretted the teenager in the venue.

Xie Yunfei didn't know how everyone in the venue viewed him, but even if he knew it, he would only shake his head and smile.

After throwing the fourth dough into the kitchen table where Feifei was at by the rolling pin, Xie Yunfei did not stop for a short rest as usual, but moved directly to start the next ingredient processing.

Take the chocolate, put them into several glass containers about forty centimeters in diameter, then put them in a water bath and melt them on a low fire.

During the mixing process, Xie Yunfei rarely used a mixer, but he took advantage of the gap to take a marble slab about the size of a kitchen table and a bottle of liquid nitrogen. He did not hesitate at all, just like a repeat of the preliminaries. , Pour the liquid nitrogen in the cylinder directly onto the marble slab.

At the same time, Feifei was not idle either. After putting the fourth dough on the tin foil, to everyone's surprise, she actually overlapped the tin foil with the four doughs one by one, and pressed it with both hands to compact the surrounding three doughs below. After the tin foil and sweet-scented osmanthus, she just took out a huge piece of tin foil with a length of one meter and covered all the dough and tin foil from top to bottom.

Chapter 442 The so-called Yiren (God)

Like Xie Yunfei, Feifei's movements hardly stopped.

The syrup was still boiling on the stove beside her, but she had already started the next step of cooking.

Just like the replay of the previous second round of duel, maltose once again appeared in the hands of the chef on the field, but this time, it was no longer Xie Yunfei who dealt with it, but Feifei, who had fallen behind again because of this ingredient.

The movements of Feifei are completely different from those of Xie Yunfei. Feifei seems to be making dragon beard noodles, gently pulling maltose with both hands.

Like a dancing girl, at this moment I don't know how many male audiences and chefs have attracted attention.

"Oh, it looks like your idea, Marquis, is going to be ruined?"

Carmen was not very afraid of the Marquis of Woban. He thought that Yunfei and Feifei were preparing to jointly make dessert decorations, so he could not help but cover his mouth.

Although there is a huge gap between the six-star special kitchen and the seven-star special kitchen, in this world, the seven-star special kitchen can't completely ignore the words of the six-star special kitchen.

The Marquis of Vauban turned his head and glanced at Carmen next to him. He didn't know what a joke he had heard, and the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a rather wild smile.

"Why, am I wrong?"

Carmen saw this and continued to ask.

"There is nothing wrong," the Marquis of Woban whispered.Even though he responded like this, the expression on his face was completely different, and even after the words fell, he sent out a meaningful sentence of "hehe".

This guy seems to have a back hand.

Not only Carmen, but Lina, Lloyd and Huang Chang all had the same thoughts after hearing the words of the Marquis.

Among them, Huang Chang was the most worried. Of course, on the surface, he was just like Lloyd, who was sitting on the other side of the Marquis, with a gentle smile on his face.

If it doesn't work, then you have to... huh?

While thinking about it, Huang Chang cast his gaze to the meeting place. In the next second, he seemed to have seen something weird, and he was stunned.

"Isn't this?!" Huang Chang murmured.

Not only him, but other spectators and cooks who followed or participated in the first few rounds of knockouts and preliminaries all had similar expressions on their faces.

I saw the young man in the center of the venue. After melting all the chocolate in several large bowls, he poured it directly on the frozen marble slab on the side. It didn’t count, he seemed to have had something. The preparation is normal. The other right hand holding the spatula moves at the same time, using a very fast but also very regular movement to brush the melted chocolate into a thin layer of chocolate chips.

When the chocolate chips touched the icy marble slab, condensation appeared almost instantly, and even the upper side directly opposite was about to show some white frost marks, but these frost marks were about to appear almost immediately. When the moment did not appear, the young man put down the container and fetched another spatula with his left hand, but with a more rapid movement, he shoveled all the chocolate chips into the air.

From the time the melted chocolate was poured on the marble slab, to the time when the chocolate was about to solidify, it was shoveled, and only a short period of five seconds passed.

Then, as if the cycle was opened, the slightly melted chocolate chips in the air fell again, flattened by the spatula held by the right hand, and then scooped up by the spatula held by the left hand...

Repeated this way, within just over a minute, Xie Yunfei completed more than ten rebirths.

At this time, the chocolate sauce he had placed in the bowl was no longer the original dim color, but a bright brilliance on the surface.

Go on, go on, go on!

Xie Yunfei urged himself, his hands barely stopped.

A bowl of chocolate sauce is full and thrown to Feifei, who is not far away, just like the previous dough, and then make the second and third bowls of chocolate sauce.

But for the live audience, especially those who have watched the video of Xie Yunfei's first round of the knockout match, what Xie Yunfei did at this time seemed to be a copy of the other contestant, Chef Tao Akakubo in the first round of the knockout.

However, it is different from the frostbite of Chef Akakubo, and I don’t know how to do it. Chef Jie Yunfei’s hands were obviously not even wearing gloves, but there was no frostbite on the back of his hands and finger joints. A thin layer of heat can be found on the surface of chef Xie Yunfei's hands.

But how is this possible?

After the initial surprise, Huang Chang almost immediately reflected the principle.

The use of qi?

While thinking like this in his heart, Huang Chang turned his head and glanced at Feifei, who was holding the chocolate sauce with his thigh on the other side, still pulling the maltose with both hands.

I don't know how much these two little guys have just communicated with each other in private.

Xie Yunfei's movements are fast, and Feifei's speed is not slow either.

But because of the need to make a lot of things from start to finish, time goes by at their fingertips.

On Xie Yunfei's side, chocolate sauce is followed by ordinary dough, and butter dough after chocolate sauce...

On Feifei’s side, the cooking of syrup, the production of maltose, and the relaxation of the dough...

It was almost a blink of an eye, and one hour passed, but to the surprise of everyone in the venue, neither Xie Yunfei nor Lan Feiyu had made even a dessert decoration.

Xie Yunfei carries out the pretreatment of various ingredients, while Feifei further processes these ingredients, or relaxes them, puts them in a refrigerator, or shapes them at room temperature.

"Sure enough, the biggest enemy in this round of duel is time."

Mrs. Wen Xu sighed and murmured.

She had already seen the fact that Yun Fei was assisting Lan Fei Yute's kitchen, but this was the choice of the person involved, and as a bystander, she could not make more comments.

Although I don’t understand why the special chef named Woban, sitting on the judges’ seat, gave such a difficult question, Mrs. Wen Xu also hoped that Xie Yunfei, or Lan Feiyu, who was assisted by Xie Yunfei, could win, otherwise, In the last round, no works were served, so this dessert contest really became a joke.

"Cut, why haven't those brats come here yet?"

In a bad mood, Mrs. Wen Xu curled her lips, her tone a bit bad.

Perhaps it was a coincidence. Not long after the voice fell, the voices of everyone in Jixingliao came from behind Mrs. Wen Xu in the passage near the exit.

"Mrs. Wen Xu, sorry, we are late." XN

Not only Jixingliao, but then two more voices sounded one after another.

"Oh oh oh, has the last round already begun?"