956: C956 Shameless

C956 Shameless

Fashiro had been a chef for more than twenty years, even older than Yang Soong.

This was truly terrifying.

The worst part was that There were only five days left before the competition.

Unlike those chefs who wanted to take advantage of Yang Soong's fame, Yoshichiro Yoshida was really capable, and he had always been focusing on the cooked wheaten food.

First of all, Yang Soong did not specialize in providing cooked food, and second of all, he only cooked for a very short period of time.

This was his serious injury.

Yoshichiro Yoshida planned to compete with Yang Soong in three matches. These three matches were all about cooking noodles.

This meant that Yang Soong had to prepare at least three matches.

The All-Conquering Yoshichiro's forty-two years of cooking as a guarantee, how could Yang Soong compare to the noodles he made?

Yang Soong thought as he kneaded the noodles.

No one dared to disturb Yang Soong, even Meng Shihan did not dare to appear.

In the past few days, Yang Soong had been running and cooking alone.

After the business time ended, he quietly kneaded the dough.

Even when facing the first few challengers of the healthy Jiro, they were not in a good mood.

He seemed to be sleepwalking.

The other challengers also knew that the chef from He Country had come to challenge Yang Soong.

Among them, there was a chef named Lu Cuisine with the surname Mo who had taken the initiative to look for Yang Soong and said that he could delay the challenge, so that Yang Soong could calm his heart down and deal with the healthy and healthy Jiro first.

Yang Soong refused. "Thank you for your good intentions, but the challenge that I agreed to was already planned. You must believe me, and you must succeed. We will still follow the rules. "

Thank you for your guidance, Chef Yang. "

If there were good people, there would be bad people.

There was also a chef called Bai Sining who unexpectedly went back on his word and changed the content of the challenge.

"Chef Yang, it's a good season to eat prawns now. Why don't we compete in silk prawns?"

Meng Shihan's expression changed and she fiercely pinched her palm. "Shameless!"

"Sister, what's wrong?"

Meng Shihan grabbed Yang Soong's arm and shook her head at him. "Don't agree with him."

Yang Soong did not seem to hear anything. He took Meng Shihan's hand away. He was probably still in a dream and nodded his head in a completely different state. "Okay, it's better than silk shrimps."

Meng Shihan retreated helplessly, her heart full of anxiety.

Chen Ming explained, "I have eaten this Silk Larva before. The requirements for this dish are very strict. From the heat to the seasoning, it must be not bad at all. Otherwise, the dish will be ruined."

Meng Shijia still did not understand. "Don't people pay attention to details when cooking? This is what my brother-in-law said."

Ignorant people are fearless.

Meng Shihan said," Silk Larva, remove the head and shell of the prawn. Only the tail was left. After picking the shrimp thread, It is the freshest prawn meat. After wrapping it with licorice powder, In order to keep the prawn meat intact, he had to cook the noodles that were as thin as paper. After that, he wrapped the entire tail of the prawn. This process was very difficult. Because the cooked noodles became softer and thinner, and if one was not careful, they would break.

Under such circumstances, many chefs were unable to wrap the entire tail of the prawn with noodles. Yang Soong might have been able to do it in the past. Now, it's really hard to say. "

Chen Ming said again, "The most terrible thing is that I have never eaten silk prawns at Brother Song's place."

This meant that Yang Soong had never cooked silk prawns before, or even if he had done it before, he would definitely not be satisfied. Otherwise, the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion's menu would not not not have this dish.

"Then what should we do? Could it be that brother-in-law is going to lose this match?" If Meng Shijia said so, he would definitely get beaten up.

Today, no one was going to beat him up.

Because it was very likely that what he said was true.

It was too depressing. Yang Soong was going to lose before he could even fight the healthy Jiro.

Chen Ming could not bear to watch any longer. Shen Huaizhao's eyes were red.

No one understood Yang Soong's hard work in cooking better than them.

"Wait a minute. There will be a turn for the better!" Meng Shihan looked at Yang Soong, her eyes sparkling.

Everyone looked over.

No one knew when Yang Soong had wrapped all the prawns up. Soon, he would be able to put them into the pot.

On the other hand, Bai Sining, who had just finished cooking the noodles, also realized that he was far behind Yang Soong. He could not help but be flustered.

Yang Soong had already started to fry the prawns for the first time.

The more chaotic things were, the more people who did things could not be messed up.

Bai Sining did not understand this logic. With a slip of her hand, half of the prawns that were wrapped around fell off.

He was still holding one end of the noodles in his hand. The other end of the prawn seemed to be swinging in the air.

As it swayed, it completely fell to the ground.

Yang Soong had already fried the prawn for the second time.

At this time, the prawn meat had been fried at a high temperature, and the fragrance had already drifted out.

Bai Sining was still wrapping the noodles.

The first time, the silk prawn needed to be fried at a low temperature, the second time needed to be fried at a high temperature, and the second time, it would be crispy and crispy.

The noodles were crispy and golden after being fried, and the taste was unique. The skin of the prawn was fried under the cover of the noodles, and it carried a rich fragrance. However, the inside of the prawn still maintained the freshness, sweetness, and softness of the prawn meat.

There were a total of three levels from crispy, crispy, crispy, and aromatic to cucumber, to soft and tender.

Therefore, the name of the Silkworm Larva was "too soft in the heart.

Yang Soong had already finished setting up the plate. The judges had already started to taste the dish.

There was no need for comments at all. Three judges and five prawns could create an atmosphere of knife and sword. It was obvious how successful Yang Soong's dish was.

"The heat of this silk prawn is very good. The layer that is wrapped around the outside is the most crispy. The rarest part is that this layer is as thin as paper. Before it enters the mouth, it will not break, but it will turn crisp when it enters the mouth. This is too magical." After the judge number one finished speaking, he sighed and said, "Unfortunately, this dish has a flaw."

"The seasoning is also very good. I can taste it. Chef Yang had already pickled the taste when he was trying to hook Qian Qian. Finally, he sprinkled the cumin powder and chili powder on the noodles. Not much, just like a key. It led people to push aside the surface and touch the taste of the prawn's tail. The most wonderful thing was that Chef Yang could actually maintain the freshness and sweetness of the prawn meat in the hot frying pan. "I guess it's because his technique is mature enough." The judge number two also had a worried look on his face, "The weakness of this dish is really too obvious."

"Cutting skills and patience are the foundation of a chef. The reason why this silk shrimp is able to wrap the silk successfully and make the seasoning and the flame successful is because it is inseparable from Chef Yang's superb knife skills and patience." After the same praise from judge number three, a dish came. However, he said, "This dish originally could have no flaws."1

The three of them stared at Yang Soong in the end.

Bai Sining, who was still wrapping the prawns, looked excitedly at the judges. "What exactly is it? "What is the weakness? Hurry up and say it. Let the world remember Yang Soong's weakness. I can't be the only one who is miserable."

This kind of bastard who had to drag others along even when he was in trouble could have been happy for a long time.

The three judges said in unison, "This fatal flaw is that it's too little!"

"Chef Yang, don't you think it's a little shabby for the three of us to divide the prawns into five?"

"We've been friends for half of our lives, and we almost fought over your silk prawns."

"Chef Yang, next time when we fight in the arena, we can consider making more of the dishes. " We can eat it. " That's not a problem. "

"You really don't have to worry about us holding on"

"I'm even hungrier after eating."

"Chef Yang, where's the competition? You better be serious and stop flirting with your fiancée."

Yang Soong, who was carrying fifteen big silk shrimps, had just handed the plate to his fiancee.

When she took the plate, Meng Shihan's delicate hand quietly scratched Yang Soong's palm.

It was a little itchy.

Yang Soong was a little embarrassed after being called out by the judges. He explained, "I put six."

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