Reincarnating to Become a Japanese Chef God

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Everyone's eyes followed the place where Wei Zhong's finger was, and they were all startled.

On the finger, it is number 7, Liu Ying's work!

Ye Feizhou opened his mouth.

Wei Zhong squinted his eyes slightly and said: "Feizhou, your benchmark for the excellent evaluation of this dish is to incorporate fantasy ingredients?"

"Yes!" Ye Feizhou said, "Since brother, you also watched the live cooking just now..."

The speech was interrupted.

"A lot, don't say more, my evaluation of the work No. 7 is completely opposite to yours—"

Low and cold voice.

"With me, this Lantern Festival snack is unqualified!"

boom.

Unsurprisingly, the dignified evaluation of'Alternate Pastry King' was like an air-dropped bomb to fry the venue.

"Who told you that the traditional Lantern Festival dim sum can be innovative like this?" Wei Zhong criticized Liu Ying's astonished and puzzled eyes, and said, "The real Lantern Festival is made of glutinous rice flour. If you mix in other dusty ingredients, the Lantern Festival is not a Lantern Festival, but a dessert like mochi and dumplings. It is no longer called Yuanxiao! This is a fundamental change in the nature of the recipe!"

Liu Ying's eyes widened, her pretty face pale.

"Unacceptable, isn't it?"

Wei Zhong pointed to the other Lantern Festival works on the same stage, "Look, these predecessors’ works are either innovated from the filling or the way of eating, such as this plate by Chef No. 1 Liu Lan. Eat glutinous rice balls, look at the shape, is it very similar to mochi?"

Liu Lan, who was named, was flattered.

"Actually, my dish of dry glutinous rice balls is kneaded with pure glutinous rice flour. There is no mixed rice flour and no corn flour. From the main material, it is indeed abiding by the tradition!" Liu Lan bowed his head and said in Wei Zhong. In front of him, he is a good student, even if they are of the same generation.

For the rest of the players, look at me and I will look at you.

A middle-aged man from Liu's branch, coldly glanced at Liu Ying, who lowered her head and said, "I am No. 2, and my work is'Fruit Lantern Festival', just as Chef Wei said, My innovation is based on the changes in eating methods. The homemade Lantern Festival is cooked in clean water. However, my fruit Lantern Festival is to cut mango, strawberry, dragon fruit and other fruits into diced pieces and cook them together with the Lantern Festival. ..."

The middle-aged man took a spoon and scooped up a scoop of viscous liquid in his small basin. Suddenly, the fragrance of fruit swept the stage, and everyone was in a fantasy fruit paradise.

A few elders from the Liu family circled over and said, "Hey, it seems that a variety of fruit flavors have indeed been successfully mixed with the Lantern Festival. Is the timing of the fruit diced pouring and boiling?"

"Yes, the Lantern Festival is almost cooked first, and then the diced fruit."

"These soups are very sticky and the consistency is wrong. There must be starch in the cooking process?"

"Yes."

Upon seeing this, the rest of the contestants also started to promote their works. For a while, the stage became a place where Wang Po sold melons and boasted, such as a market, noisy.

In the chaos, the little girl who had been all the attention was left out in the cold. She looked like a little cat abandoned to the corner, silently licking her wounds.

have to say.

Wei Zhong's evaluation of Liu Ying as'Alternate Noodle King' was extremely convincing.

Including Liu Ying herself, all shook, "Is this'innovation' really ruining the traditional Lantern Festival recipe?"

In her head, there are many small snacks.

There are dumplings, mochi, grass cakes, and crystal steamed buns.

Too much.

In terms of appearance alone, it is indeed difficult to distinguish small dim sum, but why can Yuanxiao occupy a place in the field of dim sum, and it has been loved by the people from the distant Song Dynasty to the present, and has not been eliminated in the corner?

"Ah, is the Lantern Festival I made really totally different?" Liu Ying lowered her head. If she was in the summer house or at home, the little girl couldn't help but squat down and circle under the corner.

There was unwillingness on her little face.

Failed, spoiled the Lantern Festival or something,

Thinking, no matter how strong Liu Ying is, she is only 13 years old, her big eyes flushed quickly and filled with tears.

At this time, a familiar palm landed on Liu Ying's head.

"I say!"

The refreshing voice said: "Sakura, in this class, I want to tell you, don't just accept others' comments!"

The tears in Liu Ying's eyes disappeared in an instant.

She seems to have found support, the previous one

-----This is a gorgeous dividing line--

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----This is a gorgeous dividing line---

Putting the palm on top of her head made Liu Ying feel awkward and annoying, but when she was helpless, this palm gave Liu Ying a sense of relief.

"Mr. Xia..." Liu Ying raised her head to look at the face with her palms up, her mouth squashed, as if she was wronged and wanted to complain to her parents, "I, I..."

"Come--"

"Read it with me!"

Xia Yu lowered her head to meet Liu Ying's blinking eyes, "Confident!"

Liu Ying made a fist and inhaled: "Confident!"

"speak louder!"

"confidence!!"

"Well, the mouth is on someone else, what they say they love, but you must have a b-number for these voices in your heart, know?" Xia Yu rubbed the little girl's black and smooth hair, Liu Yingshui's big eyes I was determined to look at him, there was a red glow in his pink cheeks, and Xia Yu blinked at her again: "How can I be shaken by the words of the outside world!"

"And if you can't talk about it, you need this!"

He stretched out his palm and shook it in front of the little girl's eyes, then suddenly squeezed his hand into an iron fist, Xia Yu's face was smiling, but the iron fist in the air crashed down——

Boom.

"Have you seen a big punch bag fist?"

The chaotic stage was quiet for an instant.

In the still picture, only Xia Yu and Wei Zhong looked at each other in the air.

When Elder Liu saw a young man on stage and smashed the table, he opened his mouth and shouted, but another person recognized who it was. Seeing that the situation was not good, he deceived him a step and covered the mouth of Elder Liu, nervous I got to sweat: "Well, that's Demon King Xia!"

"coming!"

Ye Feizhou heard a loud noise, and his whole body was shaken.

"coming!"

On the stage, Grandpa Liu's heart sank, and he encountered the old monster Lan Fengxian this morning. Among the group of people on the stage, he and Ye Feizhou may be the one who can predict the next big showdown like Mars hitting the earth. !

impossible to avoid!

"I said, Your Excellency Wei Zhong, can you please take back your evaluation just now?"

Xia Yu saw her own punch, the effect was so good, she could not help but retracted her fist with satisfaction, rubbed the fist face with no trace, lowered her head and said indifferently: "If it is for me, whatever you think is good, I will take it. All accepted!"

"but!"

His eyes turned sharply, "If you deliberately give such a bad evaluation to such a junior under the premise that I am disgusting, then your character, Wei Zhong, is very problematic!"

Hearing this, Wei Zhong raised his eyebrows straight, and shouted: "Are you questioning my evaluation position?"

"The Lantern Festival recipes have been passed down from generation to generation. The Chinese culinary masters who have come here for so many years don’t know where they are. Do you think they don’t want to introduce new ideas to the Lantern Festival recipes?" Wei Zhong snorted, "Why is the Lantern Festival still traditional The practice of using glutinous rice flour as the main ingredient has not changed in the slightest? Do you think that ancient chefs did not want to use knives on the main ingredients?

"Noodles, dim sum, there are several kinds of flour alone, and each type of flour can be made into many different kinds of pasta snacks. Do you think that simply mixing two kinds of flour is innovation?"

The corner of Wei Zhong's mouth raised a stern look.

"Of course, the mixing of the two kinds of flour is just my analogy. But in my opinion, it is even worse to mix glutinous rice flour with some unknown fantasy flour to make Lantern Festival!"

"What kind of traditional dim sum recipes in China have been ruined!"

Wei Zhong's eyes shot a faint cold light.

"The shadow of a food tyrant? Huh!"

Dismissively.

Liu Ying, who was swept by his gaze, was suddenly startled. She hurriedly grabbed the corner of Xia Yuyi and was afraid to hide behind her master.

Xia Yu could feel her soft body clinging to her back, trembling softly.

"Did you see it, Kozakura..."

He taught his disciples in a rather distressed tone, and ignored and responded to Wei Zhong's words, "When you don't want to use your mouth to reason, you still need this thing!"

The fist was raised slowly again.

"Sometimes, the truth is very simple, whoever has the big fist is right!"

"Simple and rude!"

boom.

This time, the iron fist fell gently on the table at the speed of the petals falling, and knocked a very small sound.

However, this sound, with Xia Yu's words as the background, seemed to resound in everyone's hearts.

Shocking!

Wei Zhong suddenly felt something, his pupils tightened.

"you……"

Just as he was about to burst into a drink, Xia Yu looked at him and uttered two words lightly:

"food!"

"halberd!"