Chapter 552 I’m afraid you’ll suffer a loss
It is easy to cook a meal for one person, but cooking for a hundred people at the same time, even if each person only needs a few bites, places high demands on the chef.
The amount of condiments added, the control of the heat, keeping up with the speed, grasping the time, etc., even the way of processing the ingredients, knife skills, etc. also have a certain impact. It can be said that if any of these factors are not taken into account, the quality of the food will be poor. The color and fragrance will be greatly reduced.
Xia Hua''s real food has almost strict requirements on these requirements. An Zhiqiu has trained like crazy for each item. Nine years of hard work and non-stop pursuit have made him one of the top in the country. In the ranks of chefs.
??A man who is much more mature and steady, wearing a white cross-collar buttoned suit embroidered with gold dragons and edged in black. The apron of the same color is embroidered with a fiery red map of Xia Hua. The five bright gold stars are as eye-catching as their owner.
?One hundred tall hostesses wearing red embroidered cheongsam came forward with plates, filled the food and sent it to the randomly selected public judging area.
The judges had already put on their rice napkins and were waiting.
??The braised pork is shiny in color, and it will tremble shyly if you touch it lightly with chopsticks or the back of a spoon.
The cold skin is rolled into a lump with a fork and layered with various auxiliary ingredients, which is like the excitement on the snow-capped mountains; while the orange has lost its cicada-like skin, and its flesh is granular and full of moisture, like the light feathers of a peacock, tempting The glutton in the stomach of the diners.
??The longer the cooking time of the eight-treasure porridge becomes, the more glutinous and fragrant the taste becomes. However, time does not allow for it. An Zhiqiu uses a secret method similar to a pressure cooker to shorten the time, but it does not affect the deliciousness at all.
??Some judges frowned slightly at the fat and thin braised pork, subconsciously rejecting it. Who says diners can''t pay attention to health?
?However, they upheld a responsible attitude towards the International Chefs Conference, so they gritted their teeth and forked a piece of meat, put it in their mouths and chewed it.
“Huh?” Many judges couldn’t help but make a sound.
?This meat is not greasy at all, it melts in your mouth, and the rich aroma wraps around the tip of the tongue and slides over the teeth. This is definitely the chocolate in the meal, making people''s scalp numb and trembling all over.
?The diners had tears in their eyes while eating, and they tasted it carefully with almost a pious attitude. After eating one piece, they were reluctant to eat the remaining two pieces, and they were afraid that the temperature would dissipate later, which would affect the taste.
They took the water on the table and took a sip, slightly calming down, and continued to taste it.
?The tongue had a strong delicious impact, but they still couldn''t help but squint their eyes with a happy expression of enjoyment on the second bite, and at the same time, their stomachs began to clamor for hunger.
They sighed slightly after eating the third piece of braised pork, wondering when they would have the chance to taste it again.
Drinking water to dilute the aroma of the meat, they didn’t expect much from the plain cold skin, so they directly picked up the porridge and took a sip. The porridge has just the right consistency, and the rice glutinous bean paste is coated with the unique sweetness of dates and raisins, making it easy to eat without any struggle.
The judges had no other choice. They mixed the cold skin with a tableware and picked up a third of it.
??The cold skin is chewy and creamy, and the salty aroma of crushed peanuts, sesame juice and various seasonings is like the bright fireworks in the night sky, which makes people feel overwhelmed. The gluten absorbs enough of the soup, perfectly interpreting what vegetarian meat is, and the crispy cucumber balances the rich aroma.
? are delicious.
?No one can give a low score with conscience. Even in order to be worthy of their status as high-end diners, they have to show a professional attitude, put aside their prejudices against Xia Huaguo in their minds, and give promotion brands one after another.
An Zhixia smiled and narrowed her eyes. She leaned into Fang Yuan''s ear and said proudly, "I knew my brother was the best. He passed five levels and defeated six generals without a doubt, and topped the list!"
Fang Yuan smiled lowly, relying on the cover of the tablecloth to touch her fingers clasped together with his big hand, "You have trained her well. I still remember that when Zhiqiu first started cooking, he mistook salt for sugar and accidentally spilled it. After taking out the salt shaker, Yu Dehang poured a lot of water into Lei and Yichang, and kept running to the toilet in the winter. "
?An Zhixia also recalled the stupid things her brother did when he first entered the industry. He pursed his lips to suppress a smile and his eyes were filled with tears. She couldn''t help but glare at him, "In such a serious occasion, Mr. Fang, could you please stop making me laugh?"
"I just like your tolerant and helpless look," Fang Yuan rubbed her wrist and said in a hoarse voice: "Sometimes I really want to be your brother, and always enjoy having you in my heart. I feel like I''m afraid that another **** will come and beat you away."
An Zhixia’s lips couldn’t help but rise: “How could you describe yourself like this?”
"I spend too little time with you mother and son," he frowned slightly and sighed softly: "But all the work and things keep pushing us forward, and we can''t stop even if we want to. Even in these years, , I have spent more time hearing about you from newspapers, periodicals, radio and television than I have spent seeing you during the day.
I’m very scared because no one knows which one will come first, the accident or tomorrow.
With each passing day, the time we have with each other becomes shorter. "
"What''s wrong with you?" She shook his arm slightly worriedly, "Why are you so pessimistic all of a sudden? You have done a good job. In such a busy work, you still take one day a week to spend time with our mother. I try to go home to eat and sleep every day.
The current situation of our country is like this. If we don’t work hard to boost the economy as soon as possible, can you guarantee that you will not have any regrets in the future? "
?Fang Yuan pursed his lips and muttered like a big boy: "But now I feel regretful."
An Zhixia chuckled and said with disdain: "Okay, okay, don''t you just think that I care about my brother more than I care about you, so you have to lose your temper and pretend to be pitiful to compete for favor?
You are my man and the father of my child. As long as you hold this position peacefully, you will definitely be able to hold it forever and no one will compete with you.
My brother is still envious, jealous and hates you. "
?Fang Yuan glanced at her and said, "Can''t I just say something from the bottom of my heart?
Why are you still involved in scheming? Me, am I that kind of narrow-minded person? "
“Tsk, tsk, tsk, someone told me to report my whereabouts to you 24 hours a day. If I say a few more words to the opposite **** someday, wouldn’t you ask me sideways questions at night?” An Zhixia raised an eyebrow.
“I’m just afraid that you’ll suffer a loss, nothing else,” Fang Yuan coughed, “We are an old married couple, I know you do things appropriately, and I feel very relieved about you!”
An Zhixia turned her head, grabbed his arm, pointed at a chef on the stage with excitement and whispered: "Brother Yuan, do you think he is handsome? He has thick eyebrows, narrow eyes and long legs..."
“Ouch,” before she could finish her words, someone hit her and her brain collapsed.
(End of this chapter)