Dare to cook

Chapter 248 Looks Delicious...

In the cooking classroom, the rich aroma is wafting unscrupulously.

If this was an anime scene, the aroma in the classroom would have turned into a golden mist.

Qin Ming and Lin Jingxue sniffed the unusually hungry aroma, and for the first time felt awe of Yao Yu's cooking skills.

As a chef, he basically has the ability to refuse the temptation of delicious food.

The more skilled the cook is, the less likely it is to be snarky at other people's dishes.

But now, Yao Yu just fried a pot of scallion oil.

But there seems to be a kind of magical power hidden in the scallion oil, which attracts greedy people, making people feel hungry when they smell it.

The way of the demon... Bah, the demon chef!What kind of spell did you cast?Why do I feel so hungry!

Deep in Qin Ming's heart, there seemed to be a shrunken Q version of Qin Ming roaring to the sky.

After the scallions were fried, Yao Yu began to cut the noodles.

Yao Yu's original level of white case was relatively average, but after going through the famous contest, he used [Hole as Candlelight] to secretly learn a lot of kneading and rolling skills of white case masters.

Therefore, now he is also very good at making pasta.

After the noodles are cut, put them in the pot and boil them with boiling water, then quickly remove them and pour them into a bowl.

Next, Yao Yu chopped some minced meat, cabbage gangzi and millet pepper, added some salt, and quickly fried the saozi used for noodles.

After making the saozi, Yao Yu poured the boiled scallion oil, saozi, sesame paste, and dark soy sauce into the steaming noodles in turn and stirred them evenly.

In this way, a bowl of scallion noodles that looks simple but delicious is completed.

Yao Yu prepared a large portion, and everyone present could get a bowl.

After making the noodles with scallion oil, Yao Yu served two bowls to Stanley and Sha Lizi, and then greeted him: "Chen Yu, Lao Ji, Yuan Peng, come down and taste it. Then who, Qin Ming , do you want to try it too?"

After speaking, Yao Yu picked up a bowl and stuffed it directly into Qin Ming's hand.

From the moment Yao Yu boiled the aroma of scallion oil, Qin Ming didn't have the heart to cook.

He looked at the tempting scallion oil noodles stuffed into his hand, and then at his lump of belt noodles still cooking in the pot, completely falling into a state of doubting life.

who am I?
where am I?
Why do I have an extra bowl of noodles in my hand?

Also, it looks delicious...

Qin Ming was in a trance, buoyant, as if his soul had been taken away. He subconsciously picked up a large ball of noodles and stuffed them into his mouth.

What the hell!

Why is it so delicious!
After taking a big mouthful, Qin Ming burst into tears.

Tears flowed down my face.

It hits people too much.

Compared with Yao Yu's bowl of scallion oil noodles, the noodles I ate before... are all pig food (ノ=Д=)ノ┻━┻!

Qin Ming was not the only one who was greatly impacted.

Stanley and Salize were also gorging on noodles at this time.

The noodles prepared by Yao Yu are quite generous.

About half a catty of noodles is served with a large amount of minced meat, which fills the Dahai bowl to the brim.

This kind of large bowl is enough to fill the meal of an adult strong man.

However, Shariz and Stanley ate up a large bowl of noodles in less than 3 minutes.

"Oh my god. This is the best noodle I've ever had! All the pasta can't compare to it." Big bald Stanley burped and exaggerated.

Sha Liz even blinked her royal blue eyes, stared at Yao Yu sexy and charmingly and said:
"Your pasta skills are beyond my imagination. Maybe if we have time, we can discuss more."

Yao Yu's scallion oil noodles bring you the ultimate taste bud enjoyment.

It wasn't until everyone had finished eating the noodles that they realized that it was still time for competition.

Then, everyone looked at Qin Ming one after another.

At this moment, Qin Ming's expression was very exciting.

Because he couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food, Qin Ming forgot to keep an eye on the heat while eating noodles mixed with scallion oil.

The trouser belt noodles that he put into the pot to stew before had been completely boiled because he couldn't get them out in time.

At first glance, completely boiled trouser belt noodles seem to be no different from pig food.

Qin Ming looked at the pot of pig food with melancholy eyes.

Lin Jingxue saw that the unlucky child looked stupid, so she couldn't help reminding: "There is still half the time for the competition, do you want to redo the pot?"

Qin Ming sighed and said:
"No need. Even if it's remade, it's still not as good as Yao Yu's scallion noodles. I lost this round."

At this moment, Qin Ming looked a little depressed.

Ji Xun had seen this kind of frustrated expression on the faces of many chefs who lost to Yao Yu.

He couldn't help shaking his head, and muttered: "Poor baby, Yao Manzi hit him with a bowl of noodles mixed with scallion oil, and his heart was broken."

Stanley also saw that Qin Ming was absent-minded, and asked, "Qin Ming, do you want to continue this competition?"

"Yes! Of course we must continue!" Qin Ming suddenly raised his head when he heard this, "Even if I still lose in the end, I still have to finish the last dish!"

"Okay, let's continue the competition." Stanley nodded.

Afterwards, Qin Ming also restrained his thoughts and concentrated on the game.

The last question is pudding.

Pudding is a food that can be prepared in a variety of ways, from simple to complex.

In Europe, the chefs who are best at making desserts are French chefs and Italian chefs.

Qin Ming has lived in Italy for many years and has learned hundreds of dessert recipes.There are as many as [-] or [-] kinds of puddings that he is proficient in and owns.

Perhaps it was because he felt that he had returned to his own advantage, and Qin Ming regained some confidence.

Half an hour later, Qin Ming made an exquisite cranberry creme brulee with great concentration.

At the same time, Yao Yu also finished the work and made a panna cotta pudding that was also very good-looking.

When Yao Yu's panna cotta pudding was brought to the jury, Saliz was very surprised.

She is Italian herself, so she is most familiar with this pure home pudding.

After tasting, Shariz found that Yao Yu's pudding was better than Qin Ming's in terms of taste and appearance.

Although, the pudding made by Qin Ming is also very good.

But obviously it cannot be compared with Yao Yu's.

Salize couldn't help asking curiously: "Yao Yu, have you ever been to Italy? Who did you learn how to make pudding from?"

Yao Yu smiled and said:

"I've been there once. Four years ago, I went to Florence with the National Chef team to participate in the O'French competition."

"But this panna cotta pudding was something I learned not long ago from Samuel, the Italian chef who came to China to participate in the contest."

"So that's the case." Shariz nodded and praised:

"Yao Yu, you are really talented. Panna cotta pudding of this quality, even in Milan and Rome, can only be made by experienced three-star Michelin pastry chefs."

"I think there is no need to discuss the result of this competition. You are a well-deserved winner!"

(End of this chapter)