gluttonous adventure king

Chapter 348

"5 minutes left!"

It's not that if it's Bo Bo Chicken, it should be served directly to the judges.

They struggle to eat prickly ash, eat fresh rattan pepper, and they are not directly excited.At that time, it will not be good if the hallucinations come.

So you have to reload it.

Moreover, when eating these things in Sichuan, there is a choice of spiciness. One of the judges can't stand chili, and Fang Hong has already noted it down.

Knowing that there is a pit, but still jumping into it, that is not the way of a chef.

Otherwise, Sichuan Kitchen would not have to bother to invent two kinds of oil bases, red oil and clear oil.

Although there is no special soup base, there is actually a small amount of water under the red oil basin of the bubble chicken, which is not so spicy.

And the Bo Bo Chicken is cold and doesn't feel too spicy.

The most important thing is that the Bo Bo Chicken doesn't feel spicy when you just finished eating it.

If the judges try the bulgogi first and then the kebab, the turkey will be finished.

Because the spicy taste erupting from the throat will take a long time to appear.

If you try the barbecue first and then the Bo Bo Chicken, you will probably get a rating soon. After all, there is still a dessert, and there is not much time.

When the judges saw the dishes, they couldn't help it. The smell of fresh vine peppers was too strong and fragrant. Even if it was cold, they could still smell a strong aroma.

The judges didn't say anything else, just started eating.

Fang Hong grinned, and sure enough he ate the Bo Bo Chicken first, so it was safe.

If you eat kebab first, there is no possibility of flat.

After eating Bo Bo Chicken, several judges felt nothing but the delicious taste and smooth texture.

Several judges drank water to clear their mouths, and began to eat Turkish barbecue again.

The more the judges ate, the weirder their expressions became.

The legendary stamina exploded.

Whether it is spicy or wine, it is a part of Chinese culture, and it pays attention to an entrance that is sweet and hearty, with a long aftertaste.

The kind of spirits that erupt in the mouth must be Erguotou, and those that pay attention to fragrance will have stamina. Of course, they must be divided.

"This is……"

"Chef Kaya, I have eaten Turkish barbecue many times. Among them, there are many ways to eat chicken, including burgers, sandwiches, salads, and buns, but I have never eaten spicy ones. This is Are you innovative?"

Experienced people know that if a person who is not familiar with spicy food eats very spicy food, drinks water for a short time, or eats other things, it will be of no use unless he is given a bowl of rice.

Kaya was dumbfounded, and shook her head: "No, what I make is still milk-flavored."

"Huh?" Several judges turned their heads to look at Fang Hong.

Fang Hong shrugged: "I don't know much about Turkish food either, maybe it's because some of their ingredients inspired me to add chili to the chicken skewers."

I'm not telling you the truth.

A judge: "This Turkish barbecue, except for the inexplicable spicy feeling, is good in other aspects. What's your opinion?"

After the four people discussed, they gave the evaluation of the two dishes at the same time.

In other words, Fang Hong had two wins and one tie in the four dishes, and he had already won.

"Then let's talk after the game, and the last dish."

Kaya turned to look at his oven. Before the last dish came out, his cake had already entered the oven.

Yost: "Chef Fang Hong."

"Ok?"

"The last dish, do you still have to wait until the last time?"

"Yes." Fang Hong smiled: "I'll take a rest first."

In fact, Fang Hong didn't rest, but started to take out the baking pan to make egg cakes, but he made them to eat by himself.

Not bragging, the same pastry chef, one is a baker who makes cakes, and the other is a master who makes cakes. When the cake master makes cakes for two people, the baker can make cakes for 100 people, because A nimble master, bake cakes every half a minute.

There is a reason for Fang Hong to do it first. On the one hand, it is unreliable to use a brush to spread the oil evenly on the bottom of the pan. After doing it a few times, the oil will naturally become even. The second aspect is to try the heat of this method.

Egg baked cakes have extremely strict requirements on the heat. There are not many hot dishes or hot snacks that can be prepared in less than 1 minute in the world. Shrimp fried in oil is counted as one, and egg baked cakes are counted as one.

After making a few, Fang Hong tried it, and made some for Lao Shang and Li Yun, not to test the taste, but to fill their stomachs.

The viewers of the live broadcast were pleasantly surprised to find that the three of Fang Hong were not satisfied after eating the egg cakes, so they took out a few bottles of beer and started drinking.

Fang Hong is not like the judges, he doesn't need to use exquisite blue and white porcelain as tableware, after all, Fang Hong doesn't give himself marks, so the three of them took bamboo sticks, ate one by one, and clinked glasses at the same time.

"Blow on the bottle!"

"Brother Gun, this is a competition, Hun Dan!"

"Others are busy cooking, but you are actually drinking beer in front of the whole world, is it appropriate?"

"So, is the Chinese Sichuan cuisine team having dinner here?"

Yost: "I think they're just having dinner."

"It's the first time I've seen a chef who serves four dishes in a row, and three dishes are prepared casually at the last moment. Could it be that this Fang Hong has reached the level where he can cook casually?"

He guessed correctly, but this has not been confirmed.

During the live broadcast career, the live broadcaster's initial evaluation of Fang Hong's cooking skills was LV8, then changed to LV9, and then lost the rating and became unknown.

Fang Hong had long guessed that his father should be above level 9. Now it seems that he may not have caught up with his father, but he has already passed the evaluation of 9.

Shang Yang looked at his watch: "There are still 5 minutes, almost."

Fang Hong wiped his mouth, washed his hands, and went to the baking pan.

"Four judges, is there anyone who doesn't eat lard?"

The four judges glanced at each other, breathed a sigh of relief, and finally didn't have to buzz the buzzer for a minute to cook: "There are no taboos." Those with taboos cannot become world-class food critics.

Fang Hong poured the cooked lard he made himself into the egg liquid, and then stirred.

Preheat the pan, add egg liquid, sprinkle with shredded coconut, pick and fold the wooden spatula, it is one.

One such, 5 minutes, made a dozen.

Kaya on the other side is busy making cake decorations.

In this kind of judging competition, it is impossible to make a whole cake and then cut it. It is cut first, then clotted cream and chocolate, and finally decorated.

On Fang Hong's side, the last one came first, and four of them were packed.

sent to the jury.

Jost wondered: "According to this speed, you can still do it in the last 2 minutes, but why do you have to do so much?"

Fang Hong smiled slightly: "This kind of food is only available on CDs that have just won the title of the World Food Capital. Believe me, after you have eaten it, you will want to eat the second and third ones."

"It's like a big dumpling. We've already eaten six dishes. Doesn't this fill our stomachs?"

"One bite at a time."

Judge: "Do you eat this one bite at a time?"

"You can also taste it slowly."

On the other side, Kaya rings the bell to serve four chocolate brioche cakes topped with grapes and blueberries.

The judges were the first to try the cake and it tasted wonderful.

Kaya let go of her burden after the defeat and played at her highest level.

After trying it, the judges were very satisfied with the egg cake.

"This, it's not easy to pick it up with chopsticks, right?"

"Use your hands." Fang Hong: "Feel its softness and aroma. Of course, you can also use chopsticks."

Yost tried to eat it with his hands, and felt that the thing he was pinching in his hand was not like its golden color, but very soft.

The egg cake is truly melt in the mouth, Yost tried a little bit, felt a burst of sweetness, and then the stuff in his mouth disappeared, and he had to try a big mouthful.

I bit into the shredded coconut in this bite and finally needed to chew.

Three mouthfuls ended up with one egg cake. Yost felt that this thing could eat twenty in one go.

"Then what... I'll try one more."

(End of this chapter)