v2 Chapter 165： During the game

At 8 o'clock, the game started on time.

The sweet voice of the hostess has been automatically blocked by the contestants. Everyone moved and raced against the clock. The atmosphere was instantly tense.

Jiang Feng unbundled the farm hens on the cooking table. The hens were very confused. Before he could stretch his wings to move his bones, he was grabbed by his hands, raised his hand to fall, and killed himself.

This excellent little hen who has only come to the world for two months, was left with only an unknown "slightly ~" and was killed by Huang Quan.

Jiang Feng was very skillful in bloodletting and plucking, the whole chicken was deboned, the technique was sophisticated, and the movement was rapid. The whole chicken was immediately and clearly arranged in his hands. Now he only takes less than 7 minutes to deboning a whole chicken, which is a very proud achievement without special practice.

In order to facilitate viewing by the audience, the huge display behind the stage was divided into 16 equal-sized squares to play the 16 players. The 5 judges also watched the details of the players' hands through the big screen on the rear. action.

"The 13th player is the one who fell on the court, right?" Tong Deyan leaned his head and asked Pei Shenghua sitting next to him. "The whole chicken deboning method is very good."

"Well, he should be the best knives in this group of players." Pei Shenghua nodded in agreement.

"He has the best knife skills? But you only gave him 8 points on the field." Han Guishan was shocked. After going home last time, he went home and doubted himself for a long time. He felt that all the mountain and sea flavors had been eaten for years. Now Pei Shenghua He actually said that Jiang Feng had the best sword skills.

"Mr. Han, this knife skill and taste are not equal. Although he has outstanding knife skills, he obviously does not make fish." Pei Shenghua was very patient with Jin Zhu.

"In fact, the game system is not good enough. The one who was eliminated in the game with glasses, in fact, the sword skill is OK, that is the finished product, alas." Zhu Chang joined the group chat, "If you only test the sword skill, I think it is better to compare directly Vince Tofu. "

"No, Vince Tofu isn't. That Guli is a case chef, aren't you bullying than this?"

"So in fact, the red case and the white case should be separated."

"Yes, the red case ..."

The topic on the judges' seat gradually deviated from the original direction, and Jiang Feng's Ba Baoji was officially on track. The filling ratio has been practiced a hundred times, and chestnuts, winter bamboo shoots, ham, winter mushrooms, lilies and other ingredients have been cut into pieces, shredded, cut into strips, and mixed with ingredients.

Chicken bones and chicken mixed into the pot to cook soup, fill the chicken fillet with vegetarian filling, knotted, and steamed in the steamer.

Then just wait.

Jiang Feng began carving radish flowers.

As an excellent marketer, how can you call it a market without any beautiful decoration?

The atmosphere was gradually laid back.

"Xiao Feng played well today, and the speed of the whole chicken deboning is very fast." Jiang Weiming said with a smile.

"I still have the mood to sculpt radish flowers, so I know how to make those flowers in a whisper." Jiang Weiming said.

"The heat of the kung pao chicken in the lower right corner is a bit wrong, and the spoon is not turned." Jiang Jiankang, as a top cook of kung pao chicken, can't see this kind of half-hanger.

"The Kung Pao chicken in the second row is not enough. He wants to add cucumber but it is too much." Jiang Jianguo also thought it would not work.

The boy sitting in front of Jiang Jiankang felt that he had reached an intolerable level. At this moment, he really wanted to turn his head on the row of bars behind him. You can go up and down and sit in the auditorium and blindly know that you think you burned well?

He moved, turning his head in anger.

I saw the row of big men behind.

"What's the guy doing?" Jiang Jiankang asked the others before turning to look at himself.

"No, nothing, just a little uncomfortable neck, turn around the neck." The boy with an awkward smirk on his face, turned back mechanically, a few seconds of cold sweats.

Quiet like a chicken.

Jiang Feng continued to carve the radish flowers leisurely on the stage.

Not only carving radish flowers, he also carved radish chicken, radish rabbits, pig pecs, little yellow chicken emoji packages, all kinds of styles, and regained the feeling of selling radish carvings in the healthy cooking restaurant.

Now the business is stagnant, the IQ of girls who have a hot head is warming up, and the radish carving can not be sold.

It has been a long time since he has carved so many things in one go.

Wu Minqi's Kung Pao Chicken was the first.

"Gongbao chicken on the 6th is better." Pei Shenghua said.

"There are a lot of players doing Kung Pao Chicken this time. Is this dish easy?" Han Guishan sighed. "There are 7 of them!"

"The chef's grades are fast and difficult, and it's natural to make chicken for the palace," said Pei Shenghua.

Han Guishan: ...

Oh.

Wu Minqi had no hobbies like Jiang Feng. After putting the chicken on the plate, she raised her hand to signal to the staff that she was done.

The Kung Pao chicken made by Wu Minqi is very traditional. Only chicken and peanut rice are the main ingredients. The cuts are very heavy. On the surface, you can see a lot of dried peppers and peppercorns hidden in the gap. The juice looks all Like red and spicy oil.

At the end of the jury, Han Guishan sighed: "Oh, authentic!"

"Mr. Han has been to Shu?" Zhu Chang asked.

"When I was young, I was a trader in Shudi, and I stayed for many years." Han Guishan moved his chopsticks first. I can't eat the feeling of hemp first, then spicy and then sweet. "

Han Guishan, a 10-year-old Kung Pao chicken tasting, said that the dish was full of chicken.

The other four judges tasted peanut rice and chicken and put down their chopsticks to mark them. They came to be judges at a glance.

After Han Guishan finished scoring, he saw that everyone else did not eat, and moved the plate directly to himself, and continued to eat.

At first glance came to eat.

However, he is not afraid. Whoever calls him the gold lord's father, even if the camera captures it, the director does not dare to cut into his picture.

The score came out quickly, 8.6 points, a pretty good score, and Han Guishan scored 10 points as usual.

The square belonging to Wu Minqi also became her score, and the hostess also informed Wu Minqi's score in a timely manner.

"The first completed player, No. 6 player Wu Minqi has scored, 8.6 points, congratulations."

Soon, the dishes of the other players who also made Kung Pao chicken also came out.

After Han Guishan tasted it, he said this is not okay, this is not okay, this is not okay, that is not okay. But because he was afraid of scoring by himself and affecting the fairness of the game, he could only score 10 points with hatred.

Han Guishan, who didn't think it would work, continued to eat the plate of Kung Pao chicken fried by Wu Minqi.

"There are still half of the players' dishes that haven't been prepared, so you can save some stomach." Zhu Chang reminded Han Guishan that he was having a good time eating.

"It's okay. I have a large meal. For such a large dumpling, my wife will be full if I eat one. I can eat three!" Han Guishan raised his fist, indicating that the dumpling was as big as a fist.

I can't understand how much the other four judges who filled the dumplings made by Jiang Feng filled their stomachs could only smile at Jin Zhu, and said in unison: "Mrs. Han's meal is really small."

How can Han Guishan not hear what they mean, they can only prove to them by actual actions: "The vegetable dumplings fill their stomachs, forget it, it's okay, you will know when you wait."

During the conversation, several players completed their own dishes.

Simple cooking starts from carefully prepared ingredients and can be successfully prepared within 20 to 30 minutes.

Including Jiang Feng, there are 6 players who failed to complete.

Jiang Feng is still addicted to engraving radish and has a strange style.

Coulee estimates the time by stirring the chicken stock in the pot.

Ji Xue has been staring at the casserole in front of him.

Sun Jikai has just finished dipping chicken and is dipping the marinated Wenchang chicken on the chopping board.

Zhang Guanghang is holding the chopsticks and taking out all the chicken from the pot stewed with bacon, onion, potatoes, mushrooms and chicken.

"What's that little girl doing?" Zhu Chang couldn't see through Ji Xue's dishes. "I look like she's painted something on the chicken before."

"I can't see it." Pei Shenghua was also elusive.

Tong Deyan looked at the movements of Ji Xue's hand and guessed based on the materials on her cooking table: "If I'm not mistaken, it should be a tiled chicken."

"Wattwa flower carving wine ?!" Zhu Chang, Pei Shenghua, including Zang Mu who had been silent, all spoke in unison, and the surprise on their faces was almost overflowing.

"Isn't that dish lost after Master Tan's death?" Zhu Chang stared at Ji Yue. "My obedience, if this is really a tiled flower chicken, don't you be crazy for those who make Cantonese dishes."

"We haven't eaten before. How can we know if it's authentic? Father Sun is in the auditorium. Just ask him later." De Deyan said, and quickly shifted the topic. "

"His is fast, Guli should make chicken noodles, some wait." Zang Mu, who has been following Guli, said.

"Don't be afraid to wait for good dishes, I'm afraid to wait for empty joy." Pei Shenghua obviously didn't like Gu Li, "Although he is Master Fu's apprentice, this talent is a bit ... forget it, don't say it, but on the 13th It should be eight treasure chickens, and some are waiting. "

"I have also heard of him, and his talent is really not very good." Zhu Chang said.

"Qin can make up for the clumsiness," Chen Deyan said.

"The ingredients of the eight treasure chicken on the 13th are a bit interesting. Chestnuts are the main stuffing." Pei Shenghua smiled. "He has carved carrots for 20 minutes."

"The taste of his chicken should not be bad ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Instead, he is a grandson of Sun Lao. He just had a slice of chicken but it was not good. Now he is steaming in the pot. It is estimated that it will not return to its original shape by that time."

"Then his Cantonese style Wenchang chicken is useless." Wu Deyan spoke relentlessly.

Han Guishan, who had eaten a plate of Kung Pao chicken by Wu Minqi without any meal, listened to the four professional judges with a blank expression.

What tile flower chicken? What is Mr. Tan? What Coulee? What talent is not good? What's going back?

He can understand every word, how can he not understand it when he is together?

He was such a talkative person that he couldn't join their conversation at this time.

Han Guishan suddenly felt Jiang Feng before.

You all isolate me!

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