Chapter 844： : Big Fish (Part 2)

"Please use"

Xia Yu gave soup to the five judges one by one.

The judges held the steaming soup bowl, and apart from the faucet, the other four looked at each other.

"What is the experience of holding a bowl of tasteless soup?" 》

Wei Qinglian probably feels that he has prepared a title that is close to the article.

The faucet moved the spoon spontaneously. The white spoon broke into the dark soup. He filled a large spoonful of soup. When he handed it to his mouth, he paused suddenly, moving slightly to stare at the undulating ripples on the spoon.

A touch of fish shadow flashed away under his eyes.

"Does it appear again?"

With that, the eyes of the faucet appeared decisively, a neat turn turned, the spoon tilted to the sink, and the hot soup suddenly fell.

Hey.

The soup is sprinkled finely, and a spoonful of soup is turned into countless splashes.

The suffocating picture appeared!

It seemed that the fish basket had been overturned, and the water splash suddenly turned into a small tail of fish, struggling desperately at the bottom of the sink, each fish was a mini version of the whale, the whole body was black, exquisite as art.

Large audiences wiped their eyes hard.

Illusion?

Sure enough, a few blinks, where are there any small fish under the sink, only some steaming medicinal drops.

Unlike the audience, the chef near the worktable stared at Xia Yu.

"Did you hear it?"

"Ah..." Xia Yu couldn't always say that he also heard a cry for help and panicked for a second. This was obviously the cooking food he cooked by himself.

The faucet stared at him, shook his head, and then scooped a spoonful of hot soup into his mouth.

help me!

help me! !

Immediately after importing, the faucet expression changed.

The cowardly shouting I heard before, suddenly penetrated the mind guard, and the faucet exclaimed: "...This is the specific sound of the appetite? No, it's so delicate, it's not invisible, the mouth can catch it, yes, It's something that really exists in the mouth, it's called the taste of cooking, it's a cry from the fusion of ingredients!"

Only the faucet dare to be so sure that the sound is taste, the brain hole is too big.

Wait, is there a bridge between the sound and the taste?

"It's the food that people give to people!"

The faucet said quietly that the taste of the medicinal diet in the mouth formed a mysterious airflow, which first flowed from the esophagus to the stomach pouch, and then fed a trickle from the stomach pouch, which sprinkled nourishing dew to all the organs around the body, which was very comfortable.

From lobster sauce, to burdock seeds, mountain gardenia, bitter bellflower...

what.

A green stream floated in front of me, and a refreshing smile appeared at the corner of the faucet mouth: "There are still light bamboo leaves!"

They have 9 kinds of medicinal materials with cold and warm properties, and after a burst of simmering, the flavor of the medicinal materials is like a delicate girl crying for help at the bottom of the cold lake.

"Is she there?"

He lifted his palms subconsciously, trying to touch the white and delicate hands that came out of the bottom of the cold lake.

A feeling of warmth and softness came from the palm of my hand, as if the wet girl hugged half of her body, the faucet froze, her face faintly embarrassed, and she blushed.

"No, no!"

Next to it, Lan Fengxian appeared hysterical, sending hot soup to his mouth spoon by spoon.

"Always feel that something is missing..."

Sage Karl frowned, murmured for a moment, then looked up at Xia Yu.

Xia Yu smiled, "This is a medicinal fish. It's not fake, but don't just patronize and drink soup. Come here. This is fish meat. There is a small piece per person. There is not much. Please taste it slowly!"

There is still a bowl of soup left in the stew pot. He pours it cleanly and puts it in a bowl. The rest of the ingredients, only the whole "sparkling fish" has food value.

Divide the palm-size fish into 6 pieces. This time, the soup is soaked with gold glittering fish meat. The delicious flavor simply forms a tornado. It is necessary to blow people to the corner of the country of Java.

A completely different cooking quality!

The eyes of the leader changed, and the other four judges were even more shocked.

Everyone tasted it again.

"Good soft fish, is this meat? The taste of jelly, the entrance melts!"

"Absolutely "Shiny Silky Fish"! "

Sage Carl moved: "Shouldn't this kind of processing technique be mastered by the food Ba Lin chef? Why is it that such high-grade ingredients blend into the pictures of food and justice, but it doesn't seem to be wasted, and there are no places that are outrageous and exaggerated?"

Harmony is rare!

Imagine that a large pot of ordinary food suddenly drops a gem in. Can the diners notice and spit it out even if they are blind?

This is the driving problem commonly encountered by chefs.

Using ordinary ingredients, how to match with "gems"? Xia Yu told Karl perfectly today.

Without it, just two words

balance!

But not literally, but extended, involving deep knowledge of pharmacology and fish Tai Chi. Karl doesn't understand the ancient knowledge inherited from the Chinese world. He can only eat, eat, and eat to show the structure hidden in the dishes.

It was a round that never gapped.

The core of the circle is tempeh, and the remaining eight medicinal materials are on the periphery, connected to each other to form a circle.

A touch of fish shadow appeared in the bottom of the eyes, the posture was light, and the circle was divided into two with a slightly curved body line, forming a Yin and Yang gossip.

"This is his cooking, the devil's cooking? Why is it so slender and gentle..." Wei Qinglian's nose was messed up, two cheeks flushed on his cheeks. She swallowed the fish meat and fresh soup in her mouth, and the jade neck moved slightly. When the food passed through the throat to the esophagus, the whole person shook.

"help me!"

I heard it again, and this time it was more real.

"where are you?"

"I'm below you..."

the following?

Wei Qinglian murmured, looked down, and Xiuyan was filled with trance.

The ground is no longer a cold stage, but clear water.

"Save me!" A black fish with thick fingers, rolling in the waves of the bamboo raft, expecting Wei Qinglian on board to respond.

Wei Qinglian crouched down and leaned her fingers into the clear water. The fish immediately cheered and pecked her fingers gently, as if kissing.

"Why should I save you?" Wei Qinglian was curious.

"Because, I once saved you."

Said the fish.

Was amused by the innocent naive voice, Wei Qinglian nodded, "Then I will take you back."

She found something to hold the water and took the fish, and the bamboo raft was rowed back to the fishing village.

The small fish grows fast, and the body grows bigger every day. When it has the size of a slap, the fisherman girl in the incarnation of Wei Qinglian points to the fish tank and smiles and asks: "...I said Whale?"

"No, I am Kun, Kun Bei, who is known as "Kun" in Beiming, please remember!"

Eventually, the fish grew into a behemoth that could not fit in the house. On the day of the first encounter, the morning sea was covered with white mist. The fishing village girl went to the sea and stood on the raft, watching the strange fish claiming to be Kun, slowly rising The air disappeared.

The sun rose and the sun reflected tears dripping from the corners of the girl's eyes, "Goodbye."

"Some fish can never be kept."

"Because they belong to the sky."

reality.

Wei Qinglian stood in a daze for a while, and this sentence suddenly appeared in his head.

She glanced at Ye Feizhou, who was a few steps away, and sighed secretly in her heart.

At the premium level, a smart chef can use his hands and heart to give the connotation of the dishes and let the diners enjoy a journey of life.

To a higher level, this ability has naturally been enhanced.

However, Wei Qinglian has never eaten a story, whether it is Lin-level cuisine or Long-level treasure. She became the heroine of the story and met her for the first time. It was so dreamy, but pure and beautiful.

She has to admit that a bowl of soup has the power to make people cry, and it is very powerful in itself.

Is not it?

Tears are still gushing from his eyes, and his cheeks are cold.

Suddenly, Wei Qinglian was surprised by the soft touch, and a familiar fish shadow appeared in the field of vision. However, this slapped fish, bathed in golden light, she must have watched for a while, and suddenly said: "... …Did you come back?"

A voice approached and answered: "It's always there."

Wei Qinglian looked at Xia Yu in amazement.

Xia Yu shrugged and pointed to her mouth, "You eat it, it is in your memory at the tip of your tongue, is it good enough?" 8)