Chapter 823： : Normal operation (below)

How to say?

At the scene, in front of the TV, I wondered how many people had been raised by the Tang family heads, and their curious curiosity was raised.

Including the talented people on the stage, all plucked.

The Tang family owner stopped suddenly, and cast a terrible glance at the young man in front of him, inhaling: "You can speak for yourself. And, it depends on your own wishes."

Xia Yu heard funny, "It's not a state secret, it's just a good food, my improvisation."

"Actually--"

He took a step forward, picked up the spoon, and stirred the clay pot. The soup and the black beans in the bottom layer swirled with the spoon. The whole soup had a mysterious flash under the light.

Putting down the spoon, Xia Yu pointed **** up to the camera, "I divided this dish into two parts."

"Cough, in a more popular way of saying, this dish is self-tapping and self-tightening.

Self-tapping?

In the silent stadium, the atmosphere was suddenly weird. Many people smiled between their eyebrows, but they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

"Is it a very popular technique?" Xia Yu shrugged. "Fangcai Tang's remarks, I fully agree. It is well known that'Extreme taste' is a judgment point for judging the cooking level of special chefs. The special chefs are extremely structured, and the means are often It’s simple and straightforward, but the “Extreme Taste” has its inherent ceiling, which cannot be broken through.”

"Therefore, no matter how gorgeous the "Extreme Taste" is, just like a beauty, if you taste it too much, it will become flat and unappetizing, can't you arouse your appetite?" Xia Yu smiled slightly, "My medicated sea bass soup , Do you have a foothold, like most players on stage, create recipes based on the word'fresh'."

"but--"

The original plain and undulating speech suddenly aggravated here, "The "fresh" I use is not a static one. It is a weapon, or a key, which is the "attack" I just said! "

"As for receiving..."

The smile on Xia Yu's mouth suddenly had such a wicked taste, and turned to Wei Qinglian, who was sitting high in the center of the judging table. "This part, please ask our judges to explain it! She has tasted it and has the most say!"

Wei Qinglian listened attentively, but did not expect that Xia Yu threw his hand over the hot potato, always giving a cold and impassive face.

"Fuck!"

Almost spitting out the word from the clenched teeth, Wei Qinglian tried to keep a straight face in the focus of the lens, "Chef Xia also said that the "fresh" he created is a key, then the medicine soup is the lock Head, imprison your tongue and body!"

Xia Yu and Wei Qinglian explained the words "captivity" and "rescue" that spread to the audience in one word.

However, more doubts emerged as a knot was untied.

"and many more!"

"Can attacking the same body be a spice skill? Broken in the lower knee!"

"I'm a little clear. The general meaning is that the medicine soup imprisoned the tongue and body of the person, just like the old driver who closed the black house for many years. There is no need to review any hard drive collection. A dew point picture is enough for the old driver. Longing for the strong wind?"

"Yes, that's what it means. A man who is full does not know how hungry a man is!"

For a time, there were all kinds of sounds.

"Please continue!" Xia Yu looked at Wei Qinglian.

Wei Qinglian hates her. As a member of Baiyulou, she naturally leans towards Ye Feizhou. This will make Ye Feizhou's strong enemy. In her own way, she is very popular and cheers for him. This kind of feeling is very uncomfortable. The proud golden peacock, Alice, was crying out of fear.

Knowing her own rules, Wei Qinglian is the deputy chief executive of this session. Knowing her job, she continued with a straight face: "The lock of "Xian" don't need me to talk more, here, I want to focus on Talk about the medicinal portion!"

"Douchi and Gan Si, Douchi and Cinnamon, Douchi and Star Anise, Douchi and Clove, Douchi and Sannai, Douchi and White Cardamom..."

"They are combined two by two, and they are all clasped. Every medicinal lock has a curative effect on the treatment of indigestion and loss of appetite, but why are they cluttered together but can catch people?"

Brow frowned, obviously Wei Qinglian was also puzzled.

The lens gave Xia Yu close-ups at the right time. He just smiled and didn't explain much at the spice formula level.

Because the spice formula is what is in the mind, even if Xia Yu can dictate it with super expressive ability, is that necessary? Speaking out, I'm afraid Wei Qinglian is just too stunned.

Next, Li Quan and Wang Gong also praised Xia Yu's medicated fish soup.

"Self-attack, great!"

Li Quan's thumbs up: "I said that I tasted "fresh" this time. How did it feel different? It turned out that your cooking work shut me down and released it. It was a prisoner and a rescuer. Uh, what role did it play? ?"

Wang Gong's hands under the table already clenched his fists firmly, shaking.

This is exciting!

"What a delicate technique!"

He was impressed.

Perch and salted tempeh are spears.

Various Chinese medicinal materials surround the light tempeh to form a shield.

The answer is "to attack the same body", is it popular, simple?

However, the hidden mystery, Wang Gong thought about it, the back was sparked by Ma Xingkong's cooking thought that day, which caused goose bumps.

What a free, unrestricted cooking style.

Who said the chef, or the cooking work under his hand, had to play a fixed role, and the taste has remained the same?

You can save people with one pair of hands or you can be imprisoned.

From the Internet, or watching the video of the past game, after all, it is better to taste it personally. Now Wang Gong has tasted Xia Yu's food, and his strong personal style is coming. I feel that his nickname "Junior Devil" is really appropriate. .

Only the devil can dare to be so wild and unrestrained, and his culinary thinking is completely unrestricted.

"Xia's! Xia's!" Wang Gong marveled at the decline of Shuchuan, a decade later, for fear of being watched by the Chinese world again.

Soon, the score of the first cooking work submitted by Xia Yu was counted on the screen.

"300 points!"

"Unexpected full score!"

The master of ceremonies announced loudly that his eyes had passed the figure of the teenager who had stepped into the backstage channel and quickly caught up.

"Wow!"

The audience stood up, including three judges, Mrs. Tang and the head of the Tang family, all applauded.

Ding!

On this list, Xia Yu's name, with a score of 300 points, hangs high and deserves the top spot.

Under his name, there was a blank.

The talents of the Chinese world on the same stage, looking up at the screen list, all their shoulders collapsed, only to feel that the top of the head pressed a mountain that everyone could work together to make it difficult to carry, and the forehead was all cold.

This is the first cooking work, and then got the full score, how to proceed in the future?

"and many more--"

The master of ceremonies was at the entrance of the passage, catching up with Xia Yu.

"Chef Xia, in this round of election, you continue to pass the customs with full marks, do you have any thoughts?"

Wen Yan Xia Yu's footsteps stopped.

Overwhelming applause rushed in, he didn’t hear it, he just turned to the camera, to the auditorium, and extended his hand to make a depression, "Sit down, sit down, operate normally..."

"Uh!" The master of ceremonies seemed to jam people's necks, and if asked, his throat was completely blocked.

"woo woo woo woo!"

There were young girls on the stage who could not bear the pressure in Mingming. They dared to look at the list and wept, "Were another 300 points! Full score!"

"Why does this guy have to participate in sea elections? He is already an international celebrity chef. Why is it that hunting officials want to let this kind of people in? This is not fair, so why the **** do we have to face such a terrible guy-- "

The cry of the girl fell on the suddenly quiet venue. The crowd of spectacled roosters on the stands and all the flowers in the Chinese world who had scuttled their heads on the front looked unbearable.

The delicate flowers can't stand too fierce destruction.