No. 2 cooking desk.

Li Han and Lan Chuhan have completed the slaughter of five local ducks.

The ducks with a naked body and cleared from internal organs were placed on the kitchen counter, glowing slightly.

The key is not the duck. Xia Yu looked at it and happened to see Li Han sweating profusely and transported five large Chinese iron pots.

"A pot of this big size, five pieces are brought in at once...what do they want to do?!"

Xia Yu couldn't help but breathe and murmur.

Look at the 8 small casseroles in front of you.

Well, the momentum has been completely defeated!

Of course, momentum and other jokes are a joke. In the finals, there is no useless ingredients or kitchen utensils. Xia Yu carefully observed and saw Li Han put five iron pots one by one on the simple stove, as if in an array placed in front of him.

"Chef Lan!"

Li Han turned around and shouted.

"Come here to help!" Lan Chuhan whispered softly, pointing to the white bag stacked next to the kitchen counter.

What's this?

Xia Yu's eyes widened, and only then did he notice these bags, "It must not be flour. How heavy are six or seven bags of flour? I don't know how many portions of food can be made!"

But apart from using a large amount of flour, Xia Yu broke his head and thought, it was hard to think about what ingredients he had to prepare so many.

Li Han answered him with practical actions.

"Wow—"

Tear open the bag and pour it over. In an instant, the white particles that gush out of the air filled a large basin.

Li Han continued to move the bag, Lan Chuhan looked calm and injected a sticky and translucent liquid into the basin. At this time, the professionals could see that the sound of the gala was resounding:

"Salt……?"

"So much salt, mix it with egg white?"

The guests looked messy and terrifying.

But Xia Yu's heart skipped a beat, his hair was raised, and there seemed to be a lightning slashing down his head, and his chaotic thoughts became clear.

"It's definitely that kind of dish...that recipe!"

The sense of déjà vu is too strong.

When Xia Yu thought of Lan Chuhan’s surname and the inheritance represented by this surname, he was very sure of it.

really.

Next, Li Han and Lan Chuhan's process gradually coincided with the memory images in Xia Yu's head.

Mix the salt and egg whites and knead into clumps.

The bare local ducks did not need to be marinated or used extra seasonings. The two of them used salt mass to completely seal the local ducks in them, just like building a wall.

So, the No. 2 cooking station had five round things.

A refreshing fragrance of taro dispersed the whole audience.

The Chinese iron pot is full of taro filaments, and the local ducks wrapped in balls tightly wrapped by salt are placed on the filaments. This scene fell into the camera and suddenly felt a strong sense of picture.

On the mountain platform of Yuanyue’s “Hunting Red Leaf Conference”, Tian Soe covered his mouth and said, “…Why is it like building a nest and putting a white dome?”

A group of students nodded in agreement.

"yes!"

"The duck is actually wrapped in salt into a giant orb!"

Alice's eyes widened.

Maki Morita, who ranked first in the first grade, had a smile on her face, her slender hands were tangled in a ball on the short table, and her sweat was clearly visible on the table. She was so nervous inside.

"It's so powerful! The dishes in this combination are definitely not ordinary..."

Yukihei Masashi looked solemn.

"I always feel that this competition champion is not easy to win!"

"nonsense!"

Takmi, a young man from Yidian next to the table, glanced at the TV, and without any consciousness, he shook his fists in a tone of a full fan, saying, "But I firmly believe that Lecturer Xia is the ultimate winner!"

"Ha, Takmi, are you completely surrendering to Instructor Xia?"

"This is a respect for the strong!"

"What about me?" Yukihei Tsuma said haha.

"Get out! Wait for my next challenge, soon!" Tukmi hummed.

Opposite the year.

Nine seats of "The Ten Greatest Masters of the Yuanyue" are still paying attention to the TV screen.

"boom--"

Suddenly, the picture was occupied by diffuse flames.

Yisehui, Si Yingshi and others, their pupils contracted sharply, staring at the five Chinese iron pots that were looming in the sea of ​​fire.

Lan Chuhan had retreated outside the fire circle, and the vague figure in the sea of ​​fire was naturally the young master of Li, who also mastered [Explosion Flame] and other flame cooking skills.

The fragrance of wine is everywhere.

The jar after jar of heights of Luzhou Laojiao was Kaifeng and was watered on five Chinese iron pots as ignition fuel, so the wine caused a raging fire.

The eighth-foot little yellow-haired man, I, Shouji, clenched my fists and said unhappily: "This guy is starting again!"

"Yes!"

Kobayashi Gentian's sharp little tiger teeth are slightly exposed.

Li Han's flame cooking skills, they have watched the first stage of the competition and are deeply impressed.

After watching the flames sweeping the stadium, Kobayashi Gentian and others felt subtle and complicated, and seemed to have anger of being violated by the territory. Such flame kitchen skills should belong to Yuanyue's "fire magician".

Before he knew it, Xia Yu's [Explosion Flame] had already put a personal mark on the minds of these students.

"Hmph, it's really hot!"

Back at the arena from the perspective, Tang Yuqiong took back his gaze from the fire No. 2 cooking table.

"Elder Tang, let's start too!" she said.

Tang Shan took back a carved knife and nodded. Seeing this, Tang Yuqiong reached out to the big iceberg in front of him and knocked it lightly.

Hurry!

Avalanche!

Just like the carvings of Xia Yu in the past, fine ice particles splashed everywhere. When the movement and still stopped, the iceberg seemed more rough and simple. However, unlike before, the mountain on Dufeng was drawn into five peaks, like five fingers standing up, with the longest and steepest middle finger, and the thickest thumb but the most steady.

The camera swept over and the iceberg shone with crystal light, and the inside did not seem to be completely frozen, with a strange flow.

The audience did not expect that Tangshan was a master of ice sculptures, and even Xia Yu was very surprised.

"A big coincidence is not a skill!"

When he looked at the Five Finger Peak at the No. 3 cooking station, Xia Yu's heart inexplicably said something came out.

Shen Yun!

Being able to touch this word, the ice sculpture cooking works shock the audience's heart, is enough to show the foundation of Tangshan's skill.

But it is obvious that carving is just the first step in Tangshan and Tang Yuqiong's cooking works.

Xia Yu calmed down his heartbeat, withdrew his gaze and looked at the row of casseroles in front of him. He was afraid that he would begin to doubt his life.

Half an hour later.

"alright!"

He quickly turned off the flame valves of the eight stoves.

Zhu Qing followed him and pulled open the wet cloth covering the dough.

My eyes were delighted to see several balls of completely fermented dough on the table. The dough was several times larger than before. Zhu Qing poked the green dough casually, leaving a finger hole that was almost penetrated deep, "Very good!"

"The finger hole did not retract! It was completely swollen!"

Without saying a word, he once again showed off his personal kitchen utensils, that is, the pair of silver chopsticks. Zhu Qing used chopsticks, like picking beans, and he picked up several times a second, and separated a small piece of dough each time, which was amazingly efficient.

Soon, the four-color dough turns into a bunch of small dough pieces of uniform size.

"You roll the noodles, I'll pack it!"

Zhu Qing pointed to Xia Yu and his black pastry stick.

The filling is sufficient and the dough is ready, and the next step is to wrap the filling.
To be continued...