v2 Chapter 134： Industry conscience

Xun was chopping chicken, Jiang Feng secretly smelled the scent emanating from the steamer, and when she opened it, she was almost there. Use a toothpick to poke a row of small holes in the plastic wrap, cover the pot, turn to low heat and steam.

It takes patience to cut the velvet chicken. The thinner the better, the practical cooking stick can be directly made into velvet, but the velvet chicken is naturally not as good as cut by a sharp knife. Tofu hasn't been steamed yet. Jiang Feng has time. Twenty minutes have passed. No one has finished. Jiang Feng doesn't need to be too nervous.

The ravioli was chopped again for five minutes. The egg tofu in the pot was steamed and ready to be cooked. Jiang Feng put the tofu in the bowl aside and let it cool with less oil, and started to fry the chicken. While the chicken is fried, add the onion **** garlic and sauté. After that, quickly shovel out the large **** garlic from the pot. Slowly fry the rest of the ingredients in the wok over medium heat. .

Qi Jiangfeng saw that someone had already done it.

Turn the bowl upside down on the cutting board, cut the egg tofu into small cubes, and discard the corners. Jiang Feng puts the light yellow tofu with some Q bombs into the dish, and waits for the soup in the pot to boil. .

The boiled soup was boiled in just two minutes. The Jiang Feng added little water. If you add more babao tofu, it will easily boil into babao tofu. Pour egg tofu into the pan, seasoning and thickening in one step.

Amaranth has come out of the pot, Jiang Feng observed it, and roughly estimated that no more than ten people finished it, and there was plenty of time to put it. After two games, Jiang Feng ’s skill in panning has improved tremendously. In addition, when he is not busy in the shop, he will be bored to place Babao tofu, which is naturally very skillful.

Because the area of ​​the plate in the bowl is actually not large, all the carrot seeds are buried and buried, and the peas are all set in a circle along the siege. The peas are surrounded by mushrooms, and the mushrooms are ham sausage and ham. There is chicken in the intestine, and tofu in the chicken. It is very layered. Finally, chopsticks are used to stir the colors to a certain degree. Jiang Feng looked at the Babao Egg Tofu in the bowl with satisfaction, boasting about himself.

Art!

Then raised his hand to indicate that he was done.

The staff gave the dish to the judges and pointed Jiang Feng in a direction to tell him to rest there and wait for the result.

The rest area is behind the fountain in the square. There is no place to play because of the fountain.

Qiu Jiangfeng noticed that the crowd outside the crowd had been reduced, and the uncle who had eaten the fried dough stick had gone. After all, cooking is not as highly watchable and entertaining as singing and dancing. There is no TV broadcast clips, configuration, narration, and bgm. There is nothing beautiful to cook.

I ca n’t see where I am. It ’s almost the same to go home and watch my mother cook.

Of course, if the chef looks particularly handsome like Zhang Guanghang, 1.92 meters, long legs, mixed Chinese and French, young and much gold, then it is another matter.

Watching this kind of chef game is no different from watching President Idol dramas. It is better to substitute yourself into a female lead.

The lounge area has mineral water supply, and there are a row of chairs. At first glance, there are quite a few, there are seven or eighty, but there are only nine people. Wu Minqi is also there. She seems to be watching TV with headphones.

I noticed Jiang Feng was here. Wu Minqi put away her phone and took off her headphones, and asked, "What are you doing so slowly?"

"Babao tofu, tofu is made now. How many of them are I finished?" Jiang Feng asked.

"I'm not sure, I just finished it, it's just before you, and the results haven't come out yet." Wu Minqi said, "I made a copy of the dragon."

"They have copied hands?" Jiang Feng did not expect that Wu Minqi would make a copy.

"No, but there are good doughs. I originally wanted to make red oil, but the red oil they prepared was not good, so I made clear soup." Wu Minqi said, "I remember you didn't eat authentic during the winter vacation. Long Chaoshou? I'll do it for you when I go back. The oily hot pepper that my mother sent me is just right. "

Jiang Feng weighed the amount of peppers and peppercorns that Wu Minqi used to cook in the past, and roughly estimated the spiciness and numbness of her home-made spiced peppercorns, and she declined very timely: "No, I have n’t had a good stomach recently spicy."

"Our oily hot peppers are not spicy." Wu Minqi said.

Qiu Jiangfeng didn't believe her gossip. She also described the boiled fish that made him cry so badly last time. Shu people did not believe in a punctuation mark about the hot or not spicy talk!

Qijiang Feng's face was positive, with a firm attitude: "Not spicy or not, I think I've been eating less spicy recently."

Wu Minqi saw that his attitude was so firm that he could only give up: "I'll make it for you until your stomach is better."

After speaking, he took out his mobile phone, put on headphones, and watched the TV series.

"Is Wu Minqi player 39 here?" The staff came with a smile and walked to her after Wu Minqi raised her hand. Congratulations with a smile, "Congratulations, ten red cards, please be patient with your score."

The few people in the rest area all looked at Wu Minqi. She nodded to the staff and said thank you ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Then she continued to look down at the TV.

Qiu Jiangfeng sat next to her and pasted it, and heard her mutter, "This dragon is not as good as Mapo Tofu."

Min Jiangfeng: ...

Wang Hao updated again. His update frequency has been higher than many web authors. The reader base is also considerable. There is a continuous stream of people who posted on the site every day, even a fan base. Jiang Feng wants to see the latest update, just click to see the landlord in reverse order, a cursory glance, the latest update is the pork leg qualifier to make fried golden eggplant.

Let go of the eggplant, it is just a purple child, Wang Hao's writing directly changed the eggplant.

Qijiang Fengkou suspected that he had read the latest update upright, but there were not many of them. After two minutes, the staff just came in: "Is the Jiang Feng player No. 13 in?"

Qiu Jiangfeng raised her hand.

"Congratulations, 9 red cards, please be patient with your grades," said the staff.

The results of 9 red cards were actually good. Jiang Feng did not expect to be promoted for the first one, but he had been puzzled for a few minutes and wanted to ask the staff.

"Hello, can you tell me what way you choose these ten public reviewers?" Jiang Feng asked.

大众 The public judges in the first two games are both old and young, but this young man is the only one who does not believe that the selection of the organizer is random.

The staff didn't expect Jiang Feng to ask this, and replied with a smile: "It's simple, demanding, can eat, and doesn't taste bad."

Qiu Jiangfeng was speechless.

主办 This organizer is quite intimate!

I actually found ten edible.

Conscience in the industry!

* As an author of this kind of conscience in the industry, you actually say water ヽ (‘⌒ ′ メ) ノ