Eternal Food Paradise.

Chapter 187 Early submission
This hand-made special "leak mouth" is actually a simple piping bag, a tool that pastry chefs often use to decorate cakes.

As for the inspiration for this hand, it is also thanks to the retreat trip of "Different World Canteen".

His cat's China House completely inherits from its predecessor, and has everything you need for Western-style food and pastries. During Xia Yan's useless attempts, one day he accidentally remembered that a famous chef had done this on a TV show in his previous life, and he did so. I tried it myself, and the "non-noodles" I fiddled with were of frighteningly high quality!

"Chucky-"

Repeatedly filling and squeezing the paper piping bag repeatedly, until the hot water pot is almost full of noodles, and the shrimp paste that Xia Yan just kneaded and washed happened to be completely consumed.

With Leihua's vision.

Shreds and strips of shrimp noodles flew out from the top of the piping bag and fell into the hot water pot. The "chilled freshness" that escaped before suddenly disappeared without a trace.

It's as if the taste was tightly covered by the palms of the fingers, without any leakage, it was completely condensed into the inside of the noodles!
Suddenly, Lei Hua's eyes froze.

She saw Xia Yan clapping her hands, glanced at the noodles that were about to be drained in the pot in a few minutes, and suddenly raised her hands, her voice spread in the ancient "Douwei Field" shrouded in the clear moonlight:

"Ms. Lei Hua, what kind of "non-noodles" do you like to eat? "

On the city floor.

The female chef, who was as famous as the fairy Abbe, said with a look of astonishment: "Me?"

"Correct."

"Fry or boil these cooking methods."

Hearing this, Lei Hua became interested: "Stir frying or boiling is the general way of eating. It's too broad and general. How many flavors of pasta can you make?"

The question and answer between the candidate and the examiner immediately attracted attention.

Han Wu, Liu Maoxing and Lan Feihong were all listening intently.

I only heard Xia Yan say in a calm voice: "I can make soup noodles, cold noodles are no problem, and fried noodles are no problem!"

Lei Hua waved his hand: "Tell me your most confident and sure 'recommended' eating method."

"saute--"

Xia Yan only spit out such a word.

As he said that, Xia Yan suddenly grabbed the net spoon, scooped up all the shrimp noodles in the hot water pot, and soaked them in cold water in the prepared copper basin.

Then Leihua, Liu Maoxing and the others discovered in astonishment that Xia Yan's stove had been lit a long time ago, and the fire had just reached the peak of the first stage. booming.

"Buzz."

The most intuitive manifestation of the temperature of the stove fire is that Xia Yan put the frying pan on the rack, and within a few seconds, the water droplets left over from washing the pan sizzled violently and evaporated and disappeared visible to the naked eye.

Not to mention Leihua standing on a high place and looking at the whole situation.

Even Liu Maoxing and Lan Feihong, who were focusing on making their own dishes before, felt a seasoned and natural aura in this rapidly unfolding cooking scene.

This has nothing to do with other things, it is the embodiment of experience and proficiency.

just.

In addition to the smooth and natural way of eating and drinking, Liu Maoxing felt that this Mr. Xia also had the self-confidence of his art master Ding You, and he had an unparalleled control over the kitchen!
Seeing Xia Yan heat up the pot and add oil, the "Douweichang" heard a second harsh sizzle sound.

Lei Hua on the tower suddenly realized a problem.

"you……"

She was really surprised this time, "You are not doing 'trial works'!"

Look up at the sky.

Without modern timekeeping tools, Lei Hua estimated that the current time is at most around eight o'clock at night, and there are still two full hours, four hours before the exam ends at midnight!
Look at the progress of other candidates.

Liu Maoxing is cooking 'fish soup', and after a while, his first experimental work will be released.

Han Wu and Lan Feihong's place may be slow or fast, but overall, the progress of these people is on the same channel.

"what!"

Hearing Leihua shouting like this, Xia Yan didn't refute, Liu Maoxing couldn't help screaming.

"This kind of impromptu play, the recipe conceived on the spot, can really be submitted after a few attempts and revisions?" Liu Maoxing said.

Lan Feihong's face was bright: "No matter how talented you are, it's impossible to just create a perfect and flawless recipe that doesn't need to be repaired or improved at all...Classic recipes handed down from generation to generation!"

Han Wu simply touched his bald head and murmured:

"With plenty of time, allowing several attempts and failures, throwing away all the error tolerance rate, is the first work the final answer submitted..."

"This……"

He doesn't know how to evaluate it, is it bold, arrogant, ignorant, or confident?

Seeing Xia Yan heat up the oil and start making the sauce without haste, that methodical figure made Han Wu's eyebrows twitch wildly, and he seriously felt that it was the latter!This is a "monster" that cannot be deduced by common sense!
Just like in the first round, he used his own performance to slash the knife abruptly, cutting the 5 spots down to the current 4 spots!
His eyes swept across the shadow.

Looking at Liu Maoxing and Lan Feihong again, Han Wu felt the shivering cry of the weak:
"Why are there so many monsters in this assessment! Why!"

……

Quiet!

For the next 10 minutes, the atmosphere in the ancient "fighting field" seemed silent.

Han Wu, Liu Maoxing, and Lan Feihong either slowed down their processes, lowered their voices, or simply paused, and stood with their arms folded in their kitchen counters, their eyes locked on the one who kept making the sound of "嗞嗞嗞" stir-frying. place.

When the spatula is put away and the food in the frying pan fills a plate, all the sounds of "Douweichang" disappear, as if entering a silent movie.

Da da da.

It was Lei Hua's footsteps, she came down from the tower.

And you must know that in the original book, the female examiner only came off for the second time when the bell was rung at the end of the exam.

"Are you sure you want to 'hand in the paper' in advance?"

Standing right in front of the stove, Lei Hua stared at the figure wiping his sweat with a towel.

There was some twinkle in her eyes.

Speaking of being the chief examiner of the special-level assessment, it is not once or twice. Lei Hua is probably the first time to see candidates who "hand in the paper" four hours in advance in the final battle of the second round.

Hearing this, thinking that the plot has collapsed and there is no need to pretend anymore, Xia Yan nodded as if abandoning treatment: "Yes, this is my "non-face" answer. "

He pointed to the steaming plate on the stove.

Lei Hua was dumbfounded for a while, then glanced at the other candidates and their stoves around, and said suddenly:

"do you know."

"The established judging session is actually the four of you, tasting each other, scoring each other, and then I will decide who will pass."

"In the original session, I might not eat anyone's dishes."

Many, she did not say.

These words, summed up, are nothing more than a subtext——

Submit papers early.

It is necessary to face the "tip of tongue" and "appetite" of her, the chief examiner!
Go head-to-head with her appetite!

The warning that should be given has been given. After Lei Hua finished speaking, she stared closely at Xia Yan's eyes, but unexpectedly the other party smiled, turned around to pick up a pair of clean chopsticks, and presented them:
"Please taste."

"My "non-face"! "

(End of this chapter)