He didn't deliberately increase his cooking speed, but from the speed of selection and cooking techniques, Zhao Fuyu still inevitably stole the show.
When many people may have just started the first or second step, his cooking has already shown a high level of style and is completed.
I don’t know how many people were disrupted by this.
And among countless pairs of surprised eyes, Zhao Fuyu waved gently.
"Okay, my cooking is done."
Without any hesitation, as if he simply came to take part in an ordinary assessment, he just took his food in front of everyone's eyes with different emotions.
Virtually everything in the refrigerator and cooking areas is under the eyes of the nine judges.
Not only the five acting teachers were surprised, but also the four main reviewers were surprised.
Because Zhao Fuyu's cooking was completed too quickly.
It was so fast that it was unbelievable, and it made people feel that he was a little perfunctory.
Especially Kagura Lai, who had not had much contact with Zhao Fuyu, had a look of thinking in her eyes.
He gave direct orders to Xiu who was not far away.
“Send Chef Fuyu’s cuisine over so that I can taste it.”
Generally speaking, the main reviewer may not be interested in tasting such early-stage dishes, which is why there are five acting teachers as deputy reviewers.
Some of the uneven dishes are far from satisfying the gourmet cells in these reviewers.
So for such an ordinary dish, they let these side reviewers judge and taste it, and also decide whether this dish is qualified for people to enter Shirin Temple.
Otherwise, every dish would have to be tasted by the chief judge. Of the nearly 500 chefs present, there would probably be very few left who could pass this first round.
Of course, if the reviewer has something he wants to taste, he can have it sent over at any time.
Obviously, Zhao Fuyu's simple "ice-cold melon" attracted Kagurela's attention.
...
The winding iceberg has countless green melon slices clinging to it, just like a blue dragon lying on the iceberg.
The accompanying sauce exudes a slightly pungent smell, making your mouth water and feeling a chill at the same time.
Obviously just taking a close look at it, that refreshing feeling has already entered the body and mind of everyone present.
It also surprised Nakiri Senzaemon.
He had seen Yukihira Seiichiro's current state and thought that he was the one closest to the realm of the Heavenly King. However, when he saw Zhao Fuyu's simple appetizer today, he realized that he was totally wrong.
Today, in terms of cooking skills, Zhao Fuyu is almost indistinguishable from many half-step kings who have entered the realm of kings.
The only problem is that the resonance intensity of the gourmet cells seems to be far from reaching the standard.
And this point is the easiest part that can be enhanced!
'Buyu boy...'
'Is it really necessary to refresh Liu Kitchen God's eternal record? ! '
The flash of light in his eyes also made Nakiri Senzaemon feel a sense of expectation.
As for the main reviewer, Kagurela obviously hadn't noticed this yet. After picking up a few cold melon slices that looked like green dragon scales, he lightly tapped them into the sauce.
Just one-third of it is dyed with flavor.
Then he put it into his mouth.
In just a moment, the half-step king, who had only heard the name of Zhao Fuyu's cuisine but had never tasted it, showed a look of extreme surprise.
"This kind of food..."
"Can it be cooked so easily?"
"The ingredients are ordinary, the techniques are simple, and even the sauce is not complicated, but why..."
"Why is the taste so amazing?!"
As soon as you take it into your mouth, before the salty taste of the sauce is released, the moment you cut it with your teeth, you will see the coolness, crispness and tenderness of the cold melon.
The "swish, swish, swish" taste is fed back to the brain in the mouth, and the abundant juice is continuously released in a few small slices.
There is no astringency or the earthy smell unique to raw vegetables, nor is there the obvious bitterness in the mouth like bitter melon as imagined.
The dull bitter taste and a hint of sweetness rising from the throat made Kagurara feel as if she had entered a piece of cold sea water, and the summer heat she had felt before disappeared without a trace.
And when the bitterness dissipated a little, the sweet and sour taste of the sauce rushed out, occupying the position in the mouth, and left the remaining trace of bitterness at the end, becoming a touch after the sweet taste. Aftertaste.
It’s almost unimaginable how an ingredient that has barely been cooked can have so many layers.
But for Zhao Fuyu, this seems to be something he has long been accustomed to.
That kind of skillful skill can never be explained by a temporary initiative.
"I have no objection."
In the end, Kagurara put down her bowl and gave her own evaluation.
Under the presiding judge's advice, several acting teachers also came forward to try Zhao Fuyu's cooking and gave unanimous answers.
The first person to complete the cooking, the first to review the food, and the first to pass the review has appeared!
...
"It's indeed Brother Fuyu!"
Xing Ping Soma looked up from his cooking. After learning that Zhao Fuyu's cooking had successfully passed the first level and was approved by the chief judge, he couldn't help but sigh.
Not far away from him, his father Yukihira Seiichiro and his eldest brother Saiba Chaoyang also heard his sigh.
However, these two people regarded Zhao Fuyu as their biggest opponent, so naturally they would not praise him, but they also showed a fiery fighting spirit in their eyes.
But they also know very well that the will to fight is the will to fight. This appetizer, as a dish in a banquet, does not require the power to specifically satisfy the diners, but to arouse the diners' taste for the next dish. Bayi Chinese website
This point has been well taught by Zhao Fuyu with his 'Iced Liang Gua'.
I don’t know how many of the cooks present can understand this and contribute to their own cooking.
Looking back at the dishes in Yukihira Soma's hands, there is now something vaguely beginning to take shape.
It combines elements of Nakashu cuisine with the style of home cooking that he is most familiar with. It can be said that from this aspect, Soma Yukihira has his own culinary path.
If you can continue to expand and persevere, it can even be said that it is only a matter of time before you enter the realm of the King.
How many people go through life without having their own style of cooking and the courage to combine their own style with other cooking schools.
With this alone, Yukihira Soma is already ahead of countless cooks.
The combination of sesame sauce and yuzu vinegar is also the performance of the appetizer. Yukihira Soma's cuisine is obviously much more simple, without the exaggerated decoration of ice.
It’s more like the visual feeling of a dish cooked for you by a mother with excellent skills.
It is pleasing to the eye, but does not feel too oppressive, and a kind of indifferent warmth surrounds it at any time.
The most important thing is the blush-like red oil, which adds a special artistic conception to this special mixed dish.
It also makes the light of cooking shine more clearly!
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he encounters familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
