The anchor is bitten by a dog every day

Live broadcast of No.30 two days [one more] selection contest

Still following the sequence just now, the host started the interview from Feng Linwan's side first.

Feng Linwan had already put the fish into the pot, put a few tablespoons of sugar into the pot, vinegar and soy sauce made white smoke, he picked a few green onions and threw them into the pot, and then began to cut and serve toppings.

Minced ginger, diced bamboo shoots, diced green peppers, and diced wild rice stems.

When the host walked over, he could already smell a strong sweet and sour smell, which was very irritating, and body fluid came out of his mouth involuntarily.

He said, "Feng Linwan has already put the ingredients into the pot, and it seems that the end is coming soon!"

The corner of Feng Linwan's mouth curled into a smile, and he turned to look at Lu Jinchuan.

The host turned the camera along the way, "Hey!" He subconsciously called out.

On Lu Jinchuan's side, a whole large yellow croaker was removed, not to mention, the spine was split into two halves, the beam bone was removed, and all the way to the tail of the fish, split evenly in the middle. It looks like the two pieces of fish are neatly connected with their tails.

Lu Jinchuan picked out a kitchen knife with a shallow blade. This kind of knife is suitable for slicing fish. He has his own way of slicing fish. The spine is connected.Lu Jinchuan started from one corner and cut obliquely at a certain angle. Each knife was spaced at a distance of nearly one centimeter. After each knife was cut, the fish meat was still attached to a thin layer of fish skin, without any sign of disconnection.

After that, use the vertical knife cutting method to cut into the previous oblique cutting edge, forming a cross pattern with the previous knife edge.

When the host and Feng Lin Wan watched over, it was exactly when Lu Jinchuan finished closing the knife, he picked up the tail of the fish and shook the cut fish apart. Attached to the fish skin, it looks extremely incredible.

Feng Linwan's pupils shrank suddenly, obviously stunned, even the most advanced food processing machines can't do this, right?

The better-looking dishes and noodles in the hotel are all synthesized by high-tech processing machines. Few chefs will spend their time on such a "flashy" appearance.

Feng Linwan bit his lips, and hummed softly in his nose, "Flower Atura Kung Fu."

The host quickly walked over and pointed to the large yellow croaker in Lu Jinchuan's hand that was about to be put into the frying pan in surprise, his voice was full of disbelief, "How did you make this?!"

"Hmm...can you go back and watch the replay?" Lu Jinchuan tilted his head and replied.

The oil in the oil pan has boiled, and Lu Jinchuan put the large yellow croaker coated with a layer of corn flour into the oil pan, and fried it until the fish was lightly golden.

The large yellow croaker after being deep-fried at a high temperature, not only did not splay the fish particles into a ball, but became more fluffy and plump, looking like a beautiful squirrel tail.

Squirrel Tail!

A light flashed in the host's eyes, and he said excitedly to the camera, "We can see that the fried yellow croaker here has a very nice color, a light golden fish body, and a plump and fluffy body. The fish pellets look like the tails of squirrels recorded in history books! No wonder this dish is called squirrel fish! It was originally taken from here!"

The spectators, both inside and out, were in an uproar. They had seen squirrel fish in other hotels, and they didn't look like the dish on stage at all!But no one questioned Yaolao's squirrel fish. Compared with their common squirrel fish, Yaolao's dish is undoubtedly much more refined.

The Buddha, who was still busy, raised his head and looked at the extremely noisy place. His eyes were fixed, and there were more and more curiosity and scrutiny in his eyes.

This kind of saber technique, he has practiced behind his master since he was a child, but he couldn't do it so finely. When he shook hands with Lu Jinchuan earlier, he clearly felt that the other party's palm didn't have the thick calluses from someone who used to use knives. Where did you learn it?Gifted?

What Buddha doesn't know is that Lu Jinchuan's sword technique is actually a bit cheating_(:зゝ∠)_

Lu Jinchuan's knife skills are actually not outstanding, not as precise as his claws for cutting iron like mud, so when he uses the knife, he will condense a thin layer of monster energy in the palm of his hand to protect the skin and flesh of the fish. The layer of evil spirit is like a hard protective film, no matter how much force Lu Jinchuan uses, it will not cut under this layer of evil spirit, let alone break the fish flesh from the fish skin.

The hot oil that was used to fry fish at the bottom of the pot was still left. Lu Jinchuan added cooking wine, vinegar sugar, soy sauce and sugar color to it. , After the diced bamboo shoots were also coated with a layer of deep-fried color, he thickened it with starch, and finally poured sesame oil on it, and poured it on the fish together.

Every dish that Lu Jinchuan cooks is a visual treat, this is something that fans who often watch Lu Jinchuan's live broadcast know.

But after all, Lu Jinchuan is still a newcomer who has just become popular in the live broadcast. The amount of traffic on the entire platform is not comparable to that of Lu Jinchuan's [-] fans in the live broadcast room. A large number of people don't even know the name of the monster. It is still through this time It was the live game that completely left an incomparably deep impression.

Such an exquisite dish!Maybe it can leave a little trace on the entire Star Chef ranking list?All the people present were thinking the same way in their hearts.

Following Lu Jinchuan's preparation, the other anchors also finished their works one after another.

All the dishes were plated and sent to the judges' room separated from the live broadcast on the other side.

Because they couldn't watch the live broadcast, the three judges didn't know who made the dishes in front of them, which ensured the maximum fairness of the competition.

There are also three light balls for live broadcast projection in the judges' room, which can directly broadcast all the judges' reactions in detail.

The seven anchors were invited into the waiting room. Bashan's hands were already swollen, and the medical team continued to spray the burnt medicine. The situation on the anchor's side was also included in the scope of the broadcast.

"This dish is good, just the right amount of saltiness."

"This sweet and sour fish is also good. The sweet and sour taste stimulates people's appetite and makes the tongue full of fluid."

"Hmm...pork, beef, chicken, three kinds of meat are stewed together. It's a bold attempt. The taste doesn't mess around. The three kinds of meat are all stewed to the point of being crispy. The mouth is slightly sipped and then separated. The heat is well controlled. It's perfect."

"Ah, this dish...is a bit burnt."

"Yeah, it seems to be still salty, isn't the salt evenly distributed?"

"Hmm... it's hard to describe..."

The dishes are sent to the judges' room one by one, and each dish is removed after the judges comment one by one before being sent to the second dish.

Bashan’s dish quickly got bad reviews from the judges, but there was a reason for the hand injury, not only the fans’ understanding, but even passers-by who didn’t know would say that the hand was injured like that, shaking too much salt, There is no boiling or anything, which is too understandable.

Bashan sat in the corner quietly while the medical staff applied the medicine to him, with a smile on his lips.

"Huh? What is this?"

"Hey, this looks really gorgeous..."

"Like a squirrel tail."

"That's right, Squirrel Tail."

The last dish was brought into the room, and before the judges even put their chopsticks down, a round of guesses arose about how the shape of the dish was made.The three judges invited were all top chefs, and they all showed great interest in such a rare dish.

"Three judges, you haven't commented on this dish yet..." Seeing that the three of them seemed to have forgotten their business during the discussion, the staff next to them couldn't help but reminded them embarrassingly.

After being reminded by the staff, the three people came back to their senses, and quickly picked up a small piece of plump fish balls and put them in their mouths.

The large yellow croaker is wrapped in a layer of corn flour and deep-fried. Outside the fish meat is the unique oily aroma and crispy texture of the fried food, while the inside is the tenderness of the fish meat. It is also a fish product with a sweet and sour taste, but with Compared with the sweet-and-sour yellow croaker made by Feng Linwan, Lu Jinchuan's squirrel fish is not so overbearing, and it is well blended with the refreshing sweetness, which gently stimulates the appetite without being too irritating. A sour feeling came out of his cheeks.

The three judges uttered "Hmm" at the same time, their eyes widened slightly, and the three of them looked at each other, as if they were thinking about how to evaluate. After a few seconds of silence, the three of them unanimously lowered their chopsticks again. He took another piece of fish and put it in his mouth.

"Did they put down the chopsticks for the second time?"

"what??"

The other six anchors in the anchor room couldn't help looking at Yao Lao, and the eyes of several anchors showed sour envy, and said, "Congratulations."

Foye frowned slightly, looking at the appearance of the three judges in the broadcast, the feeling of relaxation and happiness was never revealed in other food tasting sessions.

He looked at Lu Jinchuan and said, "You are amazing."

Lu Jinchuan nodded awkwardly and replied, "Thank you."

Many spectators in the auditorium outside also noticed this and whispered to each other.

Apparently, there were a few loyal fans of Yaolo's live broadcast room in the venue. Seeing this scene, they said proudly, "Yaolao is a great product, I don't think they can stop."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

"I'm so hungry, I really want to eat..."

In the judges' room, the three judges unconsciously ate several mouthfuls. In the end, the staff forcefully removed the dishes with a smirk, which made the three judges calm down for their comments and final scoring.

Regarding the final scoring results, it seems that no one cares about it anymore.

The spectators in the infield are concerned about whether the squirrel fish is enough for each of them to get a small bite, while the spectators in the outfield keep asking the fans of those monsters for various news, what is the live broadcast time, what dish is about The price is too high, the quantity is very small, and every time you have to work hard every time, all kinds of news and information are passed between the outfield.

Fat Fang stood beside Lu Jinchuan in a daze, listening to the final result of the competition, and reacted for a long time before realizing that it was really his rookie anchor who won!

He hugged Lu Jinchuan excitedly and jumped up, "Wow, that's great!! You really won!!" Popularity, popularity, audience, broadcast volume, all hard indicators can have a qualitative leap back!The editor is very happy, and the cash cow is here!

Lu Jinchuan was also happy. He was thinking about the upgraded contract that the little editor had promised him earlier, which would allow him to be lazy, work less time, and have better benefits and salary packages, which is beautiful!

With short legs, Ye Fan ran all the way from the auditorium in the infield to the anchors' lounge. The "irresponsible" editor only followed him, completely forgetting that there was a puppy left behind. seat.

Ye Fan snorted and squeezed between Lu Jinchuan and the editor, and separated the two happy people abruptly.

Distance creates beauty, and the editor is not reserved at all!

Lu Jinchuan picked up the little milk dog hooked on him, and kissed the little milk dog on the forehead, "I won, hehe!"

Ye Fan raised his paw and rubbed his forehead, and pushed his head against Lu Jinchuan's chin. It was expected to win, but it would be strange to lose.

The little milk dog barked lightly calmly, and patted Lu Jinchuan on the shoulder like congratulations.

Fang Shaotang stayed at home, secretly concerned about the results of this selection contest, seeing that the young man he met yesterday won, he was so satisfied that his face was full of smiles.

The younger generation in the family were all amazed when they saw that the old man was actually watching the activities on the live broadcast platform.The old man used to disdain those food anchors on the live broadcast platform. He always said that those people were just putting on airs and had no real guns. Why did he take the initiative to look at them today?

"Go ahead, you can't kill a group of people with one shot. When did I say that those food anchors are just putting on airs?" The old man glared and argued, "I'm talking about some people, some people."