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"So your tempura can only be eaten by ten people at most every day." Ding Li said: "Your tempura is a work of art, but it can no longer be regarded as food. Mr. Ono, your sushi is the same.

Excellent cooking must first be qualified food. The dishes you two make can only be regarded as handicrafts with extreme skills, but they must not be qualified food. "

This sentence made Saotome Tetsuya and Ono Jiro both stunned: "What, you said that our works cannot be regarded as food?"

"I had a fight with a three-star Michelin chef who focused on French cuisine. I didn't give him face at that time. Do you two know about this?" Ding Li said.

The two old men nodded: "We all watched that show, and I can see that you seem to hate him."

"Yes, because he said something before." Ding Li said: "He said, I am a three-Michelin star chef, but I think you should call me an artist rather than a chef.

The food made by chefs is used to fill the stomach, and my vocation is to tease human taste buds. "

"This..." The two old men froze for a moment, but did not speak directly.

Ding Li smiled slightly: "Although you haven't said it by name, it's very similar to your style of doing things, isn't it?"

"In all fairness, you're right." Saotome Tetsuya said, "But we don't think there's anything wrong with this."

"So you must be very disliked by this show of mine, conquering the cute girl's big stomach king. Do you think this kind of stomach-filling performance is blasphemous?" Ding Li said.

Although the two were a little embarrassed, they nodded seriously: "You can say this."

Ding Li hummed softly from his nasal cavity, and his voice was full of contempt: "Excellent cooking is something that can bring happiness to people.

And satiety is never something that should be ashamed. People who look down on satiety are just standing on an illusory peak and teasing human taste.

Compared to the greatness of cooking, this kind of behavior is simply blaspheming the right to eat that God has bestowed on mankind, and is despising this natural human right!Therefore, you are not qualified cooks at all! "

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Ding Li's remarks were like a bottom of icy water falling into a hot oil pan, and the pan was fried on the spot.The audience at the scene stared at the few people on the stage and talked a lot.

On the contrary, Saotome Tetsuya and Ono Jiro were somewhat silent.

At this time, Ding Li restrained his serious look, and instead showed a smile: "Okay, these are all digressions. Since you two came to challenge me today, then I will fight."

"What about the judges!" Wang Yonggang said quickly: "We must select a few judges who can convince the public, otherwise how will we know whether the competition is fair or not."

"No need." Saotome Tetsuya said: "Mr. Ding Li's realm is disdainful of playing tricks, whether it is high or low, a few mouths of us are enough to tell the difference."

"That's what I mean." Ding Li said: "It's a simple matter, there's no need to make it so troublesome."

"In that case, let's start." Jiro Ono said, "Mr. Saotome, let's start our challenge now, Mr. Ding, please."

A few people took their places and stood in front of the cooking table. Ding Li looked at the two people next to him, smiled slightly, and immediately started to use his seemingly insignificant materials to get busy.

Ding Li first chose a piece of tofu, a pot of water, and a few clams, first wet the knife with water, and then quickly pulled a knife on the tofu.

When the knife went down, everyone next to him couldn't help being surprised, because Ding Li's knife actually drew a small piece of soft tofu as thin as a sheet of paper.

When the knife came out, Ding Li dipped the knife with water again, and then quickly slashed the knife. In the next two or three minutes, after each time Ding Li dipped the knife with water, he quickly swiped two or three times on the surface of the tofu. down, but the tofu cut out by each stroke... Strictly speaking, it can't be said to be tofu slices.

It was just a layer of film, a layer of almost transparent film. In the end, Ding Li cut the whole piece of tofu, and this small piece of tofu turned into an unknown number of tofu slices as thin as cicada wings.

At this time, Ding Li immediately changed his knife, and a special-grade chef invited by Ding Li next said, "Okay, I didn't expect Mr. Ding to have such a skill in Huaiyang cuisine. It is absolutely impossible to be a chef without more than ten years of knife skills."

Seeing that Ding Li was constantly soaking in water and cutting, in the end, these tofu seemed to become a puddle of things that had nothing to sell.

"Is it a failure?" Huo Qingxia squeezed her wrist nervously: "Why does it seem like... it seems like a failure."

"No, it's not a failure, it's too successful." The chef said, "Let's look at the next step."

At this time, Ding Li picked up a pair of chopsticks from the side, picked up the tofu from the middle, and then picked it up.

Ordinary tofu at this time, let alone cut, even if it is a complete piece of soft tofu, it will definitely be punctured by chopsticks, but at this time, the tofu that looks like it has become a puddle of scattered sand, actually all attached On the chopsticks, and then Ding Li put it in the water next to it.

At this time, Ding Licai threw the isolated sand that had been spit out into the clear water, and finally placed it on the fire.

"Clam tofu soup," the chef said. "This dish is really a test of kung fu, but...but speaking of it, it doesn't seem to be comparable to the work of Tetsuya Saotome and Jiro Ono."

But soon, a strange fragrance began to spread in the air, and everyone was attracted by this strange fragrance, looking for the source of this fragrance, and soon everyone discovered the secret in the casserole in front of Ding Li.

"No, it's just tofu and clams. These two ingredients can only be scalded, and because all of Wensi tofu is tofu as thin as a hair, it can't be cooked for a long time, but Mr. Ding has cooked for nearly ten years now. It's been a few minutes." The chef said: "Also, the clam tofu soup has a sweet taste, but this fragrance..."

"Could it be that Mr. Ding made the soup in advance? No, even if Mr. Ding Li has made the soup in advance, it should be a little soupy." Xiao Zhao said, "You all saw what Mr. Ding used just now. , is clear and clear water."

No matter what, Ding Li was already starting to cook with a smile at this time, and finally put the casserole on the table and used a spoon to make two bowls of soup in front of Saotome Tetsuya and Ono Jiro: "Two people, please taste it. "

The two glanced at each other, then lowered their heads and began to taste Ding Li's soup, just after taking a sip, both of them looked shocked: "This soup... has the sweetness of clams, the mellow and smoothness of tofu... ...these two flavors make people feel like a young and beautiful girl.

But after tasting it carefully, this girl is not a girl next door as soft as water, but a rose with thorns, because in the aftertaste, there is a fresh but exciting taste. "

"It's ginger and pepper," Ding Li said.

Both of them were stunned, Ono Jiro narrowed his eyes and took a sip with a spoon: "No, it's hard to have such a rich sense of layers with just ginger and pepper.

This is like the soup in many poor restaurants. When they are looking for excitement, they forget the aroma, but this stimulation is perfectly integrated with an inexplicable aroma.

You must have added something else. "

"That's right, because in this soup, there is colloid extracted from pig's trotters, and the macromolecules of colloid will form a film when the soup enters the mouth, connecting the two flavors together." Ding Li said: " In addition to pepper and ginger, there are more than a dozen spices such as lemon, bay leaves, etc., which is the secret of this flavor."

"No, no." Tetsuya Saotome frowned at once: "Excellent cooking is to subtract ingredients and use the original taste of ingredients. This is the original taste that nature bestows on human beings."

"Then I, Ding Li, am a part of nature. Isn't what I created created by nature?" Ding Li said, "You are too persistent and your vision is too narrow."

"Mr. Saotome, don't rush to a conclusion." Ono Jiro said: "Mr. Ding, you said there are dozens of spices in it, but I'll be honest, your soup base has no soup color at all, how can it contain more than a dozen kinds of spices? What about the ingredients of the spice?