The beauty collector of halberd

Having witnessed everything, he put his gaze on the food in front of him again, and his always calm face finally moved.

Cabbage and egg are the 14 main ingredients of this dish. After the former is sculpted, it is smeared with the liquid/body of Lin Feng and the egg. The juice is fully incorporated into the cabbage, and the ears are heated in the oven to make the overall taste of the cabbage become Rou tender, especially after adding egg white liquid, the original sweetness has been improved.

The original crisp taste is faded, and a brand-new taste is preserved, improved and innovated. For the chef, this is something that can be said but the action is very difficult.

It's just that inexplicable sweetness, what is going on?

Dojima Gin's brows frowned, and when he was tasting Lin Feng's cooking, the mesophyll would cause tingling when he touched the tip of his tongue, as if he had been electrocuted. This strange feeling made him wonder for a while.

"How is it possible, how could this happen, shouldn't, absolutely shouldn't!" Abe Sanjin shivered.

As a person in the culinary world, how could Abe Mikin not understand what happened to Nakiri Senzaemon's shirt, but only because he understood that he was nervous and panicked.

Bastard, the omelet I cooked carefully didn't make the commander's clothes splinter. How could that little devil's rubbish cuisine have such an honor?!

Abe Sanjin suddenly turned around and looked at Lin Feng, whose calm smile made him gritted his teeth angrily.

"Don't think you will win, this game is a five-person judge, and" Abe Sanjin clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "I haven't lost yet!"

"Too boring" Lin Feng shook his head and smiled.

"What are you talking about?!" Abe Sanjin stared into Lin Feng's eyes, and there was a tendency to punch people when they didn't agree.

"I said you are too boring." Lin Feng did not hesitate to the many people present, and continued: "After only a few minutes, Chef Abe has already panicked. It is really boring."

"you"

Abe Sanjin glared at the opponent, then turned around and ignored him.

Behind the crowd, Hojo Hitoshi's face was covered with a gratifying smile, excitedly squeezed the hands of the people beside him, and ignoring the other's resentment eyes, he said to himself: "How many years, how many years, there is hope after Chinese cooking"

Anyone with a discerning eye can see clearly that Lin Feng’s cooking uses Chinese techniques, which is also a typical Chinese meal. If Hojo Ninchi guesses correctly, Lin Feng’s cooking is not much worse than the “Feng Lai Yi” in the Manchu Feast. , Can even be said to completely surpass each other.

On the judges’ table, Saotome Star Zhou, who had not spoken much, put down his chopsticks and looked at Lin Feng, and asked, “I’ll still call you Chef Lin, Chef Lin. I’m very curious, why the mesophyll can make the tongue tremble. ."

"Yes, I thought I was the only one who had this illusion." Ms. Kimura answered, "It feels like a thunderbolt in the clear sky. People can't help but shudder, but they feel very surprised! "

"I don't admit it, but Kimura Hime and I have the same views." said the middle-aged man who had been bickering with Kimura before.

Thunderbolt in the clear sky?

Tongue tremor?

All the people present who did not taste Lin Feng's dishes were all confused by Monk Zhang Er.

Tongue tremor can be understood as tingling, and there are many reasons for tingling, such as spicy, such as hot and sour, but how can we achieve what Ms. Kimura said?

"It seems to have made a very good dish?" Alice Nakiri smashed her mouth, as if she wanted to taste it.

"Yep."

Nagiri Erina nodded rarely, and replied: "It can cause grandpa's clothes to burst, this dish is definitely not bad."

"Yes," Alice Nagiri said, and suddenly stopped, as if thinking of something, her beautiful eyes widened and looked at Nagiri Erina, and said in surprise: "Erina, I heard it right? You would praise Lin Feng for cooking good food?!"

"Did I say that?" Erina Nakiri turned to look at Alice Nakiri, and asked.

"Yes. 473" Alice Nakiri replied without hesitation.

Similarly, Miyoko Hojo and Ikumi Mito both looked surprised, and they were obviously shocked by Erina Nagiri's praise.

"Then I said it." Nakiri Erina smiled and turned to look at Lin Feng, her pupils shining with strange brilliance.

Lin Feng, looking forward to the next match with you

"Tsk tusk." Alice's tone was rather sour, she dared to use Jing×Gou Mubibi to retreat Scheer Erina, these two gou men and women, something must have happened between the two.

"Does Miss Erina also like Lin Feng?"

This thought came to Mito Yumei's mind, but it was quickly erased by her. How could it be possible that a arrogant queen like Erina would like Lin Feng? If even she likes Lin Feng, then she would be even more so. Opportunity.

"Nagiri" Miyoko Hojo whispered/murmured, her hands hanging below clenched tightly, and a firm expression appeared on Qiao's face, as if she had made some firm thought.

Behind everyone, Ichiro Abe, who had been ignored, snorted coldly: "Cut, it's okay to change your clothes if your clothes are torn. What kind of big head should you pretend? It's not always the one who wins and who loses!"

Body 258.

Third-rate chef, follow the steps;

Second-rate chef, blindly imitating;

First-class chef, good at innovation.

As the commander-in-chief of Totsuki Charyo Cooking Academy, the holy land of Japanese chefs, Nageki Senzaemon has always believed in'innovation', which is the most powerful and fundamental weapon for chefs to climb to the pinnacle of cooking.

At this moment, Nakiri Senzaemon seemed to have not noticed the fraying of his jacket. He looked directly at Lin Feng and said in deep thought: "The proper temperature will make the mesophyll taste tender and tender, and the original sweet taste will also be fully integrated into the mesophyll. Everywhere, the sweetness is maximized"

"Lin Feng, is this what you think?" Nakiri Senzaemon asked, raising his voice.

"Yes, only with this method can the scattered sweet molecules in the mesophyll be maximized. As expected, the food demon is well-informed!" The middle-aged man judge said hurriedly.

"Do not"

Just when everyone agreed with Nakiri Senzaemon's statement, an untimely voice sounded, interrupting everyone's voice.

"The commander-in-chief doesn't say everything." Lin Feng squinted and smiled: "The reason why this dish can maximize the sweetness lies in it!"

"it?"

Everyone's eyes 313 looked at Lin Feng one after another, and Lin Feng took out an egg from the basket and clamped it firmly with two fingers.

"Oh, can eggs expand the sweetness?"

"No, I've heard of it for the first time."

"This is just slapping myself in the face!"

Suddenly, there were groans from the crowd, full of distrust of Lin Feng's statement.

However, they soon discovered that not only the faces of the five people present on the judges' bench had changed, but even the few famous chefs in the crowd were shocked.

What do you mean?

Could it be that they thought wrong?!

Subconsciously, everyone looked at Lin Feng, waiting for the other person to say the final answer.

"Yes, that's it—the egg can perfectly magnify the sweetness in the mesophyll!" Lin Feng looked at the egg in his hand, the corners of his mouth raised, and a confident smile appeared on his face.