Eternal Food Paradise.

Chapter 186 Fish Noodles and Prawn Noodles

The so-called "noodles are not noodles" means that the form and eating method of noodles can be expressed without flour.

Not only the shape must be consistent, but also the "taste" is indispensable, otherwise there will be major defects, which is equivalent to being useless, and of course it will be impossible to pass the special examination of this year.

Xia Yan knew that Liu Maoxing's recipe was "Catfish Noodles".

On the basis of making noodles with catfish meat, there are shredded squid inside. In this way, the elasticity of the squid meat ensures the strength of the noodles.

And Lan Feihong's recipe is "Potato Noodles", which uses potato flour instead of wheat flour. It does not require complicated craftsmanship, and the noodles are also full of elasticity. In addition, the soul soup base he uses is in the form of cold soup, which is also inferior in terms of taste. Said to be unrivaled.

in the original.

Shan Xiong, the sous chef of "Panlin Restaurant" who was not blocked by Xia Yan and made it to this round, was eliminated because he came up with a recipe called "Cat's Ear Noodles" because he only changed The shape of "noodles" and the essence of the ingredients have not changed, and the interpretation of the non-face test questions is only superficial.

Xia Yan's one-month retreat and travel results, of course, will not make such a mistake.

At the same spot, he paused for a moment, and after deciding to use even the recipe, Xia Yan leisurely walked towards a part of the venue.

Coincidentally, Liu Maoxing was also nearby, looking for fresh catfish.

He had just selected a catfish when he saw Xia Yan leisurely appearing, and immediately tilted his head: "Ah, sir?"

Xia Yan smiled slightly, and pointed to the catfish in his hand, "Is this your answer, Subaru?"

"Correct!"

Speaking of his own idea, Liu Maoxing did not hide it at all, and explained excitedly: "Because I want to make "noodles" that are not noodles, I have to find a very changeable ingredient. I immediately thought of 'catfish'. This is a magical fish that can transform into any dish. "

"Its meat quality is fishy fat, almost no fishy smell, and the taste is light. The slaughtered meat is mashed, and it can be kneaded into noodles!"

After finishing speaking, Liu Maoxing suddenly remembered something.

"Sir, you..."

He saw Xia Yan walking towards the side of the fish pond, squatting down in front of several water basins, his eyes wandering between the two big basins of shrimps, as if he was choosing
Of course Liu Maoxing could tell, one of the pots was river prawns, and the other pot, the prawns were bigger and fatter, were sea prawns.

It's just that the sea prawns looked sluggish, and some simply didn't move, as if they were dead.

"Subaru, in fact, our ideas and recipes have similarities and collisions."

Hearing Xia Yan's words without raising his head, Liu Maoxing was stunned for a moment, and then he became heartless, and let out a sunny smile and said, "Is that so? I won't lose. In order to get closer to my mother, let's go." I will not stop the path she has already traveled!"

So, Xia Yan picked some fresh shrimps from the shrimp pot, and returned to his stove.

He put down the bamboo basket and looked around.

The wooden chopping board is full of knife marks.

There are also traces of wind and rain baptism all over the four sides of the stove.

Even where the feet stand, the floor tiles are broken and sinking.

All of this explains the inheritance and history of "Douweichang".

However, more than [-]% of the people and stories that left traces must end in bitterness, and they can only make a comeback four years later.

Xia Yan thought with a smile: "Four years? This time is too long, let's not talk about what will happen to me. Liu Maoxing and Lan Feihong who are on the same stage with me will definitely become [Dragon Chef] in four years."

Shaking his head, he didn't think too much about it, and started to clean and process the batch of sea prawns in hand.

what.

On the tower, Mrs. Lei Hua was the first to discover Xia Yan who was removing the shrimp shells and picking the shrimp threads, "Shrimp? What does he want to do?"

That's right.

Under his handling, one after another, the crystal clear shrimps landed on the white jade plate, piled up more and more.

Among the four people, the loudest and most lively one must be Han Wu who slaughtered the beef on the spot.

"Sigh--"

The wide kitchen blade is like a pair of scissors in Han Wu's hands. After cutting intensively again and again, he will get long strips of beef with neat edges and straight lines.

These thin and long "beef strips" are actually Han Wu's interpretation of non-face-to-face examination questions.

His "noodles" use "beef" instead of "flour"!
Lan Feihong here.

The second young genius in the examination room was operating a special pressure pot. He mixed potato flour and water into the pot and covered it tightly. Then, with the help of the mechanical arm outside, he kept applying pressure to the pot, so the pot The small and dense holes at the bottom, "chiliuchiliu" emerge strips of dense and soft noodles.

These pressed noodles are immediately dropped into a hot water pot, and they are set.

Witnessing this scene, Lei Hua looked up at the moon that was beginning to climb into the night sky, and said softly:
"This year, there are still a bunch of weird guys."

Suddenly, Lei Hua sniffed her nose.

A trace of umami, hidden in the night wind.

She discovered that there were two sources of umami, one from Xia Yan's and Liu Maoxing's stoves.

Observing the past with curiosity and amazement.

The first thing Lei Hua saw was that Liu Maoxing killed the catfish, chopped it up to get the meat paste, and made special handmade noodles while cooking thick soup with other fish ingredients.

Go see Xia Yan again.

It has been a full hour and a half since he peeled the shrimp.

After getting a large bowl full of shrimps, which was enough, Xia Yan finally started to mince these shrimps.

The umami taste comes from a pool of fresh shrimp paste!

"Oh?"

Lei Hua took a look at the "catfish noodles" that had begun to take shape under Liu Maoxing's hands, and then looked at Xia Yan's "shrimp paste" that had been preliminarily confirmed to be one of the base materials for his interpretation of non-noodles...

Snapped!
At this time, the two people's stoves and kitchen counters staged an astonishingly consistent process at the same time.

They are all cracking eggs.

And only use egg yolks.

One is fish paste and the other is shrimp paste. After mixing with egg yolk, it is kneaded in a tight rhythm.

However, during the process here, Lei Hua snorted, and his eyes were immediately attracted by the details of Xia Yan's kneading. He fixed his eyes on the whiter and more delicate shrimp dough after his repeated washing with his hands...

At the same time, the umami that leaked out became more and more intense!

Even Han Wu and Lan Feihong were alarmed.

Do not know why.

Lei Hua sensed the icy cold in the smell, her delicate body trembled slightly, her skin tended to have goosebumps: "What's going on? The wind tonight is not the north wind. "

As Lei Hua spoke, her eyes widened instantly as if she had seen an extremely strange scene.

Made a batter of egg yolk mixed with shrimp puree.

But Xia Yan turned around and fetched two large sheets of oiled paper, aligned the edges, folded them here, then took another small kitchen knife to cut, folded them into squares, and cut again.

In just a few minutes, he turned a large piece of triangular paper upside down, circled it, and finally folded it into a "leaky mouth" shape.

Above is the opening, the filling port.

Pointy head below.

After fixing the shape, Xia Yan filled a big ball of batter from the open opening into a paper bag with a strange shape, and squeezed it with both hands.

"Chucky-"

At the pointed end, a slender white silk thread is sprayed out.

They fell into the steaming boiling water pot, and quickly piled up like white flakes.

Seeing this, Lei Hua opened his mouth wider and wider.

"What is this?!"

(End of this chapter)