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Zhuo Yichen took a deep breath, leaned forward slightly, and raised his left hand about an inch away from the casserole on the stove.His attention was all on the casserole in front of him, and it seemed that he would not let every small temperature change in it escape his supervision.

Zhao Han watched intently from the side, waiting for orders all the time, but Zhuo Yichen seemed to be able to support the whole process by himself.

She noticed that Zhuo Yichen's middle finger on his left hand would pop out every few moments, and retract it immediately after touching the casserole wall. Otherwise, it would be difficult for even her to detect this tiny movement.Some doubts arose in Zhao Han's heart, and more of them were curiosity and admiration.Is this the method of monitoring the heat?

Indeed, Zhuo Yichen's hands have been trained to be extremely sensitive, and he uses this method to monitor the temperature in the casserole.Every time he tested, he would adjust the firepower accordingly, let Zhao Han fan the wind or pull out the firewood.The spectators who watched the battle carefully noticed that every time Zhuo Yichen popped out the middle finger of his left hand a few times, the flame on the stove would change accordingly, whether it was bright or dark, or bright or warm, and he would tell Zhao Han precisely that at this moment How much firewood has to be put in and how much firewood has to be taken out.

Without a keen sense of temperature difference and more than ten years of experience, ordinary chefs cannot do the skill of touching the wall with their fingers.Zhuo Yichen's hands in the past were scarred and full of calluses, and his sensitivity to temperature differences would never be as sensitive as it is now.

While Zhao Han marveled at his superb skills, he also secretly admired his keen observation skills.

The time of the competition and exchange of knowledge was passing fast, and the flames on the stoves of all the swordsmen were getting smaller and smaller.The spectators in the audience held their breaths, the cooking has reached the last juncture, and the result of this competition will be announced soon!

A moment later, Zhuo Yichen issued an order to Zhao Han to get angry immediately.And the other chefs around almost ceased fire at this time.In the well-known Fulai Restaurant in the capital, their number one celebrity chef is Li Su, and he is also one of the swordsmen who have always had an absolute advantage in all aspects of this famous sword festival. The magical skill of 45 square dried thin slices was created by him.

The moment the two knives turned off the fire, Li Su moved both hands together. With his left hand, he took the mud ear of the casserole and quickly moved it out of the stove and placed it on the chopping board. With his right hand, he quickly lifted the lid of the casserole. The indescribable fresh fragrance immediately burst out with the hot steam.The fragrance quickly diffused in the lobby, as if it was an invisible hook, hooking everyone's breath.A few young men with poor concentration couldn't help leaning towards the ring, their gestures and movements seemed to be drifting away with the fragrance.

Li Su poured all the pot full of dried shredded silk and soup into the blue and white porcelain soup basin that had already been prepared, and at the same time shouted loudly: "Nine shredded shredded soup, out of the pot!"

The hot soup in the casserole still makes a slight "cuckoo" sound of boiling.In the blue and white porcelain, there are tens of thousands of thin snow-like dried silks fluffy and towering, like white flower clusters, clusters are pleasing, and they are dotted with yellow, black, blue or red accessories. The nine silks are immersed in a clear and rich water. The delicious chicken soup is overflowing with fresh fragrance, which grabs all the senses of people's ears, nose, eyes, mouth and heart in an instant.

After all this was done, Li Su clapped his hands, stood together with Er Dao and saluted everyone, his arrogance slowly faded away.He couldn't help looking at Zhuo Yichen - the young swordsman who caught his attention the most.

Zhuo Yichen remained calm, and after Zhao Han extinguished the stove, he slowly brought the casserole to the table, but under Zhao Han's extremely expectant and excited eyes, he did not lift the cover, and only bowed humbly and said: " Mine is done too."

"Since everyone has completed it, it's time to judge who is superior. Can Shao be lucky enough to accept one or two prizes?" Shao Boyun walked up to the ring with a straight waist, walking steadily and broadly, with a look of energy.Mr. Shao has served as the supervisor of the Famous Knife Association for five years, and he is known for his fairness and integrity. The last question he asked was a routine and polite.

All the swordsmen will never neglect, and answered yes one by one.Li Su said respectfully, "The old Mr. Lao Shao will suffer. According to the etiquette, you can start from the other end first." Li Su made a gesture of invitation to Zhuo Yichen, "Mr. Zhuo, please open the pot."

Zhuo Yichen calmly pressed his left hand on the lid of the casserole, rubbed his palm on the lid, and said gently: "Chef Li doesn't need to take care of me as a junior, I'm still a little short here, please taste it first The handwriting of those chefs."

Li Su wanted to know what Zhuo Yichen meant by "a little bit worse", but he didn't ask.

"Okay." Shao Lao took two steps and came to Li Su's desk.At this time, other swordsmen also stood up and surrounded them.

Mr. Shao took the jade chopsticks from the waiter, picked up a pinch of dry silk from the soup, and saw that the silver threads were neat and intact, as thin as hair, and he immediately praised: "Good knife skills!"

Indeed, Zhuo Yichen was ashamed of himself in this extremely delicate and exquisite sword technique.

Mr. Shao held the left hand, moved his right hand lightly, and put the pinch of juicy dried silk into his mouth. After tasting it carefully, he commented: "Very good! Fanggan is tender and smooth but still tough and chewy. It is suitable for the heat. The control of it is even more wonderful. This dish can definitely be called a top-notch work!"

Li Su asked: "Old Shao, please point out the shortcomings of this dish."

Old Shao smiled and shook his head, "No."

Old Shao's prestige is extremely high, so his taste and requirements must also be extremely high, and he can always hit the nail on the head when he makes mistakes.But this dish can get such high appreciation and evaluation, both Li Su and Er Dao couldn't help but smile.The spectators in the audience couldn't help whispering: It seems that the winner of this competition will most likely fall on the head of celebrity chef Li Su.

Sure enough, after Mr. Shao continued to taste the excellent products of other swordsmen, his evaluation was not as high as that of Li Su. He justly picked out many flaws and shortcomings.After a circle, Mr. Shao came to Zhuo Yichen again, "Mr. Zhuo?"

Zhuo Yichen nodded, lifted the lid of the casserole, and poured the dried silk into the basin: "Please!"

Old Shao picked up a piece of dried shredded chopsticks from the soup, shook them in mid-air, frowned slightly and said, "In terms of the refinement of the saber technique, Mr. Zhuo seems to be inferior, and the square stems of the materials seem to be less tender. "

Mr. Shao did not carefully observe the whole cooking process of the swordsmen, but he pointed out the pros and cons of each dish in one sentence, with sharp eyes and experienced experience.According to this situation, Li Su, who has the highest evaluation, is almost certain to win.

Li Su and Erdao breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately felt that they had the upper hand.Li Su and Zhuo Yichen were close before, and he more or less saw the whole process of Zhuo Yichen's cooking. Whether it was some details or the way of mastering the heat, he was a little impressed by this person. At that time, he felt that this People can be very difficult.In fact, Li Su, the other swordsman who was competing at the scene, didn't take it seriously, but he paid attention to the young one next to him.But Zhuo Yichen did not win the top few in each round.

However, since it is a fighting dish, it is natural to wait for each swordsman's dishes to be carefully tasted before the final result can be drawn.Everyone watched the dried shredded chopsticks cooked by Shao veteran Zhuo Yichen also put into their mouths, and they all focused their attention, waiting for his next words.

Afterwards, Mr. Shao commented for a long time, but suddenly shook his head and sighed softly, as if he was very disappointed and regretful.

Everyone who was waiting was stunned for a moment, not knowing what his sigh meant.Is it a pity for Zhuo Yichen or a little inferior?All the swordsmen and the spectators looked at each other for a moment, and finally couldn't help asking: "How is it, Mr. Shao, what is the final result?"

Shao Lao pondered slightly, "Everyone here is also a master in the culinary world, so how about it, before the old man tells the result in his mind, you might as well come and taste one or two."

This was just right, the people below had long wanted to have a good meal, so they each came up with a tray and a small plate, took a little from each of the nine shreds of soup, and tasted them one by one.Of course, they focused on tasting the two dishes of Li Su and Zhuo Yichen.

The top diners tasted the two servings of Jiusi soup one after another, exchanged glances with each other, but remained silent.The arena was silent for a while, and everyone faintly felt that the result of this competition might have been an unexpected change.The previous joy on the faces of Li Su and Erdao also disappeared at this moment, replaced by nervous and anxious expressions.

After Zhao Han tasted it, she leaned into Zhuo Yichen's ear and whispered, "I think every soup tastes good, but the one you made should be the most delicious."

Zhuo Yun slowly put down his jade chopsticks, sighed helplessly, walked up to Zhuo Yichen, and said with responsibility, "I told you that you don't have to be the ultimate, but this time you are holding the top spot firmly." .”

Zhuo Yun's voice was not too loud, which happened to be heard by everyone on the stage.And after he finished saying this, Mr. Shao also nodded, which is undoubtedly affirmative!There was an uproar in the hall.

Now Zhuo Yichen was also stunned, he never expected that he could take the first place.And the other swordsmen present also had incredulous expressions.

Li Su said unconvinced: "How is this possible? His selection of materials, knife skills, and even the heat are not the best. And I am better than him in every item, how can I succumb to him?"

"Chef Li, what you said is right. You are indeed better than him in every aspect." Mr. Shao changed the subject again, "It's a pity, it's really because you have already mastered all the ingredients, whether it is the selection of ingredients, knife skills, ingredients or heat. To the extreme, but that's why you lost."

"What?" Several seasoned and famous chefs looked at each other, and they all showed a rare look of bewilderment. They really couldn't understand the reason.Except for Zhuo Yun and Mr. Shao who were like a bright mirror in their hearts, the others present, including Zhao Han, were as clueless as most people.Zhao Han just supported her own people unconditionally, and she didn't understand the reason at all. She looked at the taciturn Zhuo Yichen, and asked doubtfully, "Why do I become more and more confused the more I listen?"