Chapter 557： I listen to you

Chapter 557 I’ll listen to you

"No, even though you are quite capable, this competition was started by your sister. Without her to help you along the way, you would have been eliminated long ago."

Among the eight of us, you are the only one who has not met the chef from country R. What does this mean?

The Chinese chef may not agree with your sister. So you just have to avoid them! "The other chef curled his lips and said with dissatisfaction. "When I took up the knife and went out to become famous in Manjiang Province, you were not there yet. "

“Yes, everyone’s cooking taste and style are different. We know it very well. We will try to balance it out a little bit after discussion, so that the food on the table can be sweet and salty, spicy and sour, and a combination of meat and vegetables, so that the ingredients do not conflict.

There is no long-term adjustment, we can only cope with it temporarily.

The competition is set up like this. Doesn’t it mean that a table of meals consists of pasta, soup, meat dishes, vegetarian dishes, and desserts? "

A cook saw the strong smell of gunpowder and quickly smoothed things over.

An Zhiqiu's face turned cold, "Foreigners are understandable in questioning the fairness of this game, but you shouldn't.

This is an international chef competition, not a trivial matter.

Don’t you know why we strive to serve as the organizer of the International Chef Competition?

How much effort has everyone put into setting up this competition, just to show enough fairness and justice and improve Xia Hua’s international status! "

The chefs all looked a little uncomfortable.

In order to represent Xia Hua in the competition, they must have a high level of consciousness, full of love for the motherland, and want to win glory for the country. But the reality is quite cruel. No matter how top they are in the country, they are still crushed by others.



They couldn't vent their anger, shame, loss, and low self-esteem to foreigners, so they couldn't help but focus their fire on An Zhiqiu.

In fact, they didn't know that what they did was very inappropriate. They were controlled by uncontrollable jealousy and showed an ugly appearance of eagerness.

An Zhiqiu did not continue, but quickly brought the topic back: "Cooking is quite similar to writing poetry. Not everyone can put together a complete poem by taking out their best poem. First of all, the artistic conception, word meaning, rhyme, etc. must be taken into consideration.

The same goes for when we cook..."

I nodded and said, "Chef An is right. As long as we cooperate well, we can use the stove as a battlefield. We can defeat more with less and win with surprise!"

"Okay, the chances of winning are not high anyway. Just do whatever you tell me, okay?" The old man was so angry that his beard curled up and he said with a hum. "Who makes your grades good? The one who has the most say!"

“Old man,” An Zhiqiu pinched the bridge of his nose helplessly, “You have rich experience. Maybe if we give you a direction, you can come up with perfect measures.

We are a whole, and we all represent the face of Xia Huaguo. Without anyone, the game cannot continue.

Furthermore, the chef’s mood and state of mind can also be interpreted through the food. "

Not only the old man was stunned, but also everyone else was astonished.

They have been working with stoves for most of their lives, and they are always thinking about how to improve their cooking skills. To this end, they often steal from their peers, hide their secrets from their apprentices, study their skills, and push themselves to be the best in the local area in every aspect. Awesome cook.

An Zhiqiu's words seemed to wake up the confused people. It turns out that cooking is just like learning, and it is not just an improvement in skills.

“The competition time is too tight, we all listen to you!” Everyone looked at each other and whispered in unison.

An Zhiqiu and Yu Zhi looked at each other, smiled and nodded.

"Before I participated in the competition, I learned a lot about the food of each country. If I guessed correctly, if they want to win the team competition beautifully, they must come up with a magic weapon to suppress us, which is nothing more than seasoning. Get started with the products, ingredients, and cooking methods.

For example, they extract juice from dried bonito and dried kelp. We in Xiahua Country do not have this method of making it, and there is no particularly detailed distinction between kelp.

Hence, R national cuisine can fully reflect the delicious essence of the ingredients while ensuring a transparent color.

It is just that many of our Xiahua cuisines are heavy on oil and salt. The two extremes collide together. The outcome seems clear, but it is also difficult to distinguish...

The food in R country is also very particular about style..."

An Zhiqiu briefly shared his thoughts with everyone, then reported the menu he had researched and explained the reasons.

At this time, everyone really began to recognize and respect him, and they actively participated in it, adding, subtracting and modifying the menu, and then assigned tasks and went about their business.

At this time, the R people had already started to process the ingredients. When they saw that the Xia Hua people had just finished their meeting, they curled their lips and laughed without hiding their voices: "I heard that the Xia Hua people like to have meetings the most, and they have no sense of time. I can't wait for the eight o'clock meeting. It can only start at nine or ten o'clock, and one or two sentences without substance can be repeated all morning.

It is said that they are a piece of disorganized sand but they still do not admit it.

Out of the eight chefs, no two are capable. If they are combined again, they will lose even more miserably! "

"The team competition is also good. It can pull An Zhiqiu's score down a little, and let everyone see how much shady things this person who has been advancing with high scores has accumulated..."

The distance between the two workstations is not too far. At least the speaker's voice is slightly higher, so the other party can hear it.

The Xia Hua chefs looked at each other and felt angry.

"The most important thing for us now is to make a table of delicious food and prove ourselves with our strength," An Zhiqiu said without raising his head, cutting with the knife in his hand.

Everyone took a deep breath to return their attention and focus on their tasks.

The competition lasted three hours, which seemed like a lot, but the task for the team competition was suddenly given out, and no one was prepared, so they had to spend a lot of time discussing the menu, and the real time left for them was to cook. Two hours.

Many dishes in Xia Hua need to be simmered for a long time. The longer the time, the better the taste. Conditions did not allow it, so An Zhiqiu still used secret methods to shorten the time.

The division of labor among the eight people was relatively narrow, and there was some stumbling in their cooperation at first. However, they were all veterans at the stove, and with their mentality adjustment, they were dedicated to striving for glory for the motherland, so they worked together and their cooperation became more tacit.

 Time passed by little by little, and the audience in front of the TV watched the chefs from country R start to put the dishes on the plates. They could only stare anxiously, and their hope that their country could win was getting smaller and smaller.

No matter how long Xia Hua's humiliation has passed, it is like a scar that can never be healed and remains in people's hearts. Even if the bad guys are punished, the damage has already been done.

Even if history continues to flow forward, Xiahua's social economy, science and culture are in a period of rapid development, and it is bound to integrate with international standards and cooperate increasingly closely with other countries, including R country.

People still remember the humiliation they suffered as citizens of a weak country!

(End of this chapter)