Living in the Hong Kong Film World

Chapter 474 Man-Han Banquet Competition ([-])

The progress of the two sides is almost the same. In order to win this game, both sides have put in all their strength and made frequent tricks. The chefs who came to watch the ceremony were also elated and excited.

Being able to watch the performance of these two super chefs is rewarding every second.

This is the case with cooking, and the kung fu is all about the details. Putting vinegar or soy sauce first, when to put salt, and when to put pepper, the taste is different.

The chefs can't wait to grow a few more pairs of eyes, and engrave all the actions of both parties in their minds.

As a judge, Feinan just needs to wait quietly for them to deliver the delicious food to him.

Time passed quickly, an hour passed in a flash, and the dishes prepared by both parties were about to be cooked.

The fresh aroma in the Huangrong pot floated like a cloud, causing everyone to salivate, but the aroma in front of the stove in Manhanlou was not prominent, as if it was suppressed by Huangrong's seafood banquet.

"There is one last minute left!"

The host announced the countdown, and the speed of both sides accelerated again.

Liao Jie stepped forward to turn off the fire, and opened a gap in the wet rice paper on the large casserole. Suddenly, a strong fragrance overflowed, and the smell rushed to the nostrils, and instantly washed away the fresh fragrance in the air.

Huang Rong smiled slightly, and lifted the lids of two stewed dishes and one stewed dish, and the unique fresh fragrance of seafood wafted away again and gathered into a momentum again.

On the other side, Ou Zhaofeng also opened the lid of the bear's paw, and the rich aroma of grease immediately escaped, and it was almost as strong as the fresh fragrance on the opposite side, and it was indistinguishable from each other.

Soon, both parties finished all the dishes, and the helper sent them to the judging panel.

Le Huizhen hurried forward with Fat Brother to take a close-up of the dishes.

First of all, the soup from both sides was served, each counting two dishes.

Tao Zhen and Xue Jiayan rinsed their mouths with water, spit it out with a napkin, and prepared to taste it.

This is to minimize the residual taste in the mouth, prevent the smell from passing through, and also maximize the sensitivity of the sense of taste.

However, Feinan didn't rinse his mouth, because the water itself has a taste, and it can be soft or hard.

He didn't eat any food today, and there was no taste in his mouth, and he hadn't tasted the first dish yet, rinsing his mouth with water would destroy the original comfortable environment in his mouth and reduce his sense of taste.

But Tao Zhen didn't know this. He noticed that Feinan didn't rinse his mouth, but just wiped his hands with a hot towel.

Feinan didn't pay attention, but just looked at the first soup served by the waiter, Huang Rong's shredded radish and razor clam soup.

This is a soup dish. The finely shredded radish is like a toothpick, and the onion shreds that are cut as thin as a hair are tied into small bundles. The bundles are piled up in a circle, and the razor clams are surrounded in the center.

The razor meat is round, like a bunch of small mushrooms, and like a bunch of meat plants, blooming on the top of the shredded radish.

The bottom of the soup below is clear and light red in color. With two ingredients, it looks like a volcano erupting on the bottom of the sea, exuding an attractive salty taste.

"Take a close-up shot, and get closer."

Le Huizhen swallowed her saliva and urged her in a low voice.

The cameraman, Fat Guy, carried the camera and shot at the soup for a while, before turning to the judges.

Le Huizhen smelled the aroma of the soup, then looked at Feinan, and couldn't help showing a hint of envy.

This bastard is really lucky to sneak in and be a judge for others, and there are so many good things to eat.

I was miserable. In order not to be late, I didn't even eat lunch, so I ate a piece of bread...

The three judges moved together, picked up the spoons, filled half a bowl of soup each, and picked up a bunch of shredded radish and a piece of razor clam meat with serving chopsticks.

"Suck!"

Tao Zhen first scooped up a spoonful of soup base, and sucked it in, so that the soup was quickly atomized after entering the mouth, exuding all the flavors.

Xue Jiayan picked up the shredded radish, put it in her mouth, and chewed it carefully, with a faint rustling sound.

Feinan first took a look at the razor clams, then took a bite, chewed it carefully, and then took a sip of the soup.

After the three of them tasted it separately and put down their spoons, the waiter brought up Manhanlou's chicken gizzard and tender bamboo shoot soup.

This soup dish has a simple shape and is served in a traditional porcelain soup pot. Chicken gizzards, crispy bamboo shoots, diced carrots and other ingredients are dotted in the soup, colorful and very beautiful.

Xue Jiayan and Tao Zhen covered their faces and rinsed their mouths again.

But this time, Feinan didn't insist anymore, and took some water to rinse his mouth.

Refilled the bowl of chicken gizzard tender bamboo shoot soup, the three of them tasted it carefully, and then put down the spoons.

"Consultant Tao, can you tell me first?"

Xue Jiayan asked with a smile.

Shaking his head, Tao Zhen raised his chin at her: "You talk first."

After all, he didn't look away, because he didn't consider Feinan's opinion at all.

"Then I'll say it first."

Xue Jiayan looked at Huang Rong, and said approvingly: "The soup base is salty and slightly sour, but it's not obtrusive at all, and it's very appetizing. The scallions perfectly neutralize the fishy smell of razor clams without overpowering it."

"My favorite is the shredded radish here. If I'm not mistaken, the radish used here should be from Weifang, Shandong, right? The taste is crisp and slightly sweet, and it complements the razor clam meat perfectly."

"My vote is for Master Huang of Chaofan Catering Group!"

After listening to her evaluation, Tao Zhen remained calm, but a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, he lazily turned to Fei Nan and asked, "This judge Fei Nan, tell me how good you are."

Feinan smiled slightly, and threw out a sentence: "Three years old, the meat quality is a bit old."

"what?"

Tao Zhen's eyes lit up, and he looked Fei Nan up and down, as if he had just met him.

"But the taste is pretty good."

Feinan added with a smile.

Tao Zhen nodded, and said, "My point of view is the same. The seasoning and heat of this soup are perfect, but there are some flaws in the selection of raw materials."

"Three-year razor clams are more suitable for making dried razor clams. For soup, one-year or two-year razor clams are enough, and they are more tender."

Hearing his evaluation, Feinan was a little surprised, why did he still follow my words?Shouldn't he be contradicting me?
"I vote for Man Han Lou." Tao Zhen calmly stated his choice.

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Rong's face immediately collapsed behind the stove of Chaofan Catering Group.

"Humph!"

He sat back on the chair angrily, frowned and smashed the armrest, his face was not very good-looking.

Unfavorable start, I didn't expect to lose a vote for the first dish.

The tall and thin man at the side comforted him in a low voice: "Boss, it's okay, there are still nine dishes, and the table opposite is in the water, how can you win against our fresh seafood?"

"This dish won't win?"

Huang Rong frowned and reprimanded in a low voice: "If I ask you to help me bribe the judges, what's the use of just buying one judge? If there is one who is against the tune, we won't be able to take advantage of it."

The tall and thin man backed away awkwardly, Huang Rong frowned and looked at the judges' seat, his expression changed.

There were three judges, one was from Man Han Lou and the other was from him. It seemed that this competition had returned to the competition of cooking itself.

so what?I, Huang Rong, have been in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and I have never been afraid of anyone in terms of cooking skills.

I don't believe it, a table of seafood can't beat your table of chop suey soup?

(End of this chapter)