Chapter 188

Wang Yang just used a silver needle to tie cabbage when he was still happy to smile, had to say that his apprentice is really smart.

The tip of the silver needle is very thin, and there is no trace on the cabbage leaves. In this way, the cabbage can be easily tasted and cooked. It is a very good method.

He also saw that an Sudong divided the soup into three parts. He knew that it was used to cook the cabbage leaves, because the soup after the cabbage leaves were cooked would have the green taste of cabbage, which would affect the taste.

The second soup is also understandable. It is used to set the plate at the end, but for what reason is the third soup, two thirds of it is left.

He saw that an Sudong fished out the medium rare cabbage leaves directly from the soup. Now he had a bold guess.

Is an Sudong afraid that when the cabbage leaves are completely cooked in the soup, they will also bring a lot of green flavor of cabbage. Even if he uses another soup, he will bring a little.

Mr. Wang Yang now has only one understanding, that is, after boiling two-thirds of the soup, scoop it out with a spoon and water the medium rare cabbage bit by bit. In this way, the cabbage is completely delicious, avoiding all problems, and thoroughly cleaning the three cabbage leaves.

"It's a magic trick. My apprentice is a God. I'm really convinced!"

Wang Yang had no choice but to lament that an Su Dong could think of this way.

"What do you mean, Lao Wang? Is there any unique operation in an Sudong?"

Chen Chu saw that Lao Wang had been thinking all the time just now. Then he suddenly patted his forehead and said something like this. He knew that Wang Yang must have come up with something, and he was eager to know.

Wang Yang did not shy away from this idea and told Chen Chu. Han Tai and other judges and teachers heard Wang Yang's conjecture, and immediately exclaimed.

"Ansudong may really be like you said. You see, he's boiling the biggest soup again."

Han Tai looked at the operation of an Sudong on the field, and as Wang Yang said, he was immediately excited.

Shen Qiu and Shang Ming, on the other hand, both have finished their dishes. Now it's almost 10 minutes before the end of the competition.

Shen Qiu's and Shang Ming's dishes are basically the same. The color of the soup is basically transparent, and there are few impurities. The cabbage is also watery, and the dishes look good.

An Sudong looked at the time, and he wanted to speed up, otherwise the time was really not enough. When the time came, he had not done a good job, that would be oolong.

As Wang Yang said, an Sudong put the three cabbage leaves on the colander, and then scooped out the soup with a big spoon and poured it on the cabbage leaves bit by bit. When the soup was almost finished, the cabbage leaves were really ripe.

In fact, when the leaves of Chinese cabbage were fished out, the green leaves of Chinese cabbage were already ripe, but only the white cabbage was not ripe. An Sudong poured a lot of soup on the white cabbage, which not only avoided the rotten green leaves, but also made the whole leaves of Chinese cabbage ripe together.

This is also the problem that Shen Qiu and Shang Ming thought of. In order to avoid this problem, they both chose the tender cabbage heart. In fact, this did avoid the problems that ansudong encountered, but it certainly didn't taste as good as ansudong's.

"It's really... It's really a magical idea. Ansu Dong is really amazing. He deserves to win the championship. His brain is not so powerful!"

"I don't know how he grew up. The ideas in his head are just wild, and they are so perfect that I don't think he is normal

"Ha ha... We can only envy. An Sudong's IQ must be very high. Otherwise, how can he become the director of internal medicine at such a young age and have such profound cooking skills? No matter what he does, he will learn very fast. It's useless to envy him."

"It looks like this. Shen Qiu and Shang Ming are black. They are very close to an Su Dong. It's estimated that the taste of an Su Dong soup is really good. An Su Dong added so many things in the soup, which must have a different taste. But we don't have this lucky taste. I really envy the ten judges on the court. They can taste it."

"Alas... My biggest dream in my life is to become the kitchen god of China. After 20 years of hard work, I stopped in the top 30 and couldn't even get into the top 10. It seems that talent is really important, no matter in all walks of life."

There is a contestant sitting in the audience, who is the first in Ningxia Province. According to last year's Kitchen God competition, not to mention the top three, at least the top ten must be safe.

This year, a group of demons came, as if they had agreed. Shen Qiu, Shang Ming and Xu Feng finally killed a peerless black horse, namely an Sudong.

Shen Qiu is desperate now, the game is coming to an end, and an Sudong is also making the final swing. He can smell the fragrance from more than ten meters away.

This kind of smell is not the general kind of dish smell, he can't say, it's both fresh and strong. He suddenly thought of a metaphor. It's like a person who is addicted to smoking and suddenly smells a particularly good cigarette smell. It's like a kitten scratching his heart and liver, and it's like thousands of small insects crawling on his body.

Shang Ming felt the same way. He watched the audience and marveled at an Sudong's skill. If they could smell an Sudong's dish, they would be crazy. This is what he and Shen Qiu feel now.

It has to be said that Chinese dishes are colorful, and some different ingredients may be mixed together to produce different highlights.

It suddenly occurred to Shang Ming that he had been reciting recipes under the guidance of his father and grandfather since he was three years old, learning how to match dishes when he was five years old, and starting to cook when he was seven years old. He had been a chef for decades and thought he had reached the peak.

At that time, when he took part in the Chinese Kitchen God competition, he boasted to his father that this competition was just like playing a family. The champion of the Chinese Kitchen God competition was nothing difficult for him. His real goal was to be the champion of the International Kitchen God competition.

Now he really slaps his face. He doesn't have to wait for the final judges to score to know the result. After all, he is also the top people in the Chinese chef world.

Shang Ming feels a little dizzy now. This kind of blow is a fatal blow to people who have lived in extreme self-confidence since childhood and have never been defeated. After decades of repression, he can't bear it now. He suddenly falls to the ground in the dark. At the last moment of his coma, he sees an Sudong pouring the third soup on the emerald cabbage, This "agate jade" is really beautiful, he murmured, no one heard