Chapter 791: Chapter 790: The Female Fan on Stage
“Trend!”
Elsewhere, nurous senior figures from the Chinese Realm also affird the designated ingredients for the auditions, which grasped the current trend and stood at the crest of the wave, resonating with the contemporary era.
With the rapid developnt of culinary technology, research, and food production techniques, more and more ingredients are destined to break traditional understanding and chef conventions. How to beco acquainted with and to utilize these high-tech materials had beco a challenge facing the younger generation.
When a staff mber brought over so ingredients, Xia Yu, quite curiously, pinched one, sniffed it, and crunched it in his mouth.
“Pure flour!”
Xia Yu nodded secretly, “It’s very pure, with no nutritional additives like vegetables or cereals. Essentially, they’re just noodles with an odd shape. Approaching it from the perspective of children’s food isn’t a bad idea, but isn’t confining it this way a sign of a lack of confidence in one’s culinary skills?”
“The true value of an ingredient is determined by the chef!”
“I say I can make a dish that matches the aesthetic taste of the general public, suitable for all ages!”
His words were as precious as gold.
Thus, a sea of ingredients began to erge in Xia Yu’s mind.
Starting with the most basic fats, Xia Yu considered, “I’ll use extra virgin olive oil…”
And when it ca to the actual cooking segnt involving the control of the heat, many ideas kept surfacing.
“The granular flour definitely needs to be boiled, from 10 to 20 minutes.”
“If it’s treated like a type of noodle, could it possibly be simred in a broth?”
While ticulously building a gastronomic kingdom and unfolding the cooking steps, Xia Yu appeared composed, his pace neither hurried nor slow.
However, due to the selection of a thousand participants, the scene was too spectacular, and the broadcast caras couldn’t provide a close-up of every cooking station. Thus, Xia Yu’s performance only caught the attention of the observant, his screen presence falling far short of the first batch of protagonists who were frequently featured.
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“Cooking ti, 2 hours!”
“One hundred advancent spots!”
“That ans, out of this first round of the one thousand participants’ auditions, only a hundred can break through and enter the next round. Although there is a losers’ group, the candidates who fail the auditions still have a chance to make a breakthrough, but who wouldn’t want to secure an advancent advantage early on?”
At the judges’ table, two male judges next to Xu Liuyue whispered to each other.
Xu Liuyue nodded in agreent, “Choosing one hundred out of a thousand seems not too low of a rate, but considering that all the contenders here represent the crè de la crè of the younger generation, the intensity of the competition is beyond imagination!”
“Look—”
The middle-aged gourt judge, slightly balding, pointed towards a nearby cooking station.
There, a young male chef was rapidly cooking.
He used a frying pan to toss the “granular flour,” which resembled tiny white pearls of rice, as they tumbled in the pan.
White wine!
Seeing the young chef roast for a while before suddenly grabbing a bottle of wine to pour in the seasoning, including the head judge Xu Liuyue, all three were astonished, “What’s the purpose of roasting these grains? Why use white wine?”
The cara tily gave a close-up of where the judges were looking.
“Ah!”
Elsewhere outside, Yuan Yun, hailing from the distinguished Jinling family, pointed at a huge broadcasting screen set up in the plaza and said to the small group from Zhao’s Vineyard behind her, “Zhao Qi has been found!”
In the fra, the young chef who continued to use a small knife to peel shrimp shells and heads, wasn’t it Zhao Qi?
However, Zhao Qi’s appearance from yesterday had changed; now, on stage, he was dressed in a traditional chef’s uniform, his hair covered by a hat, yet his eyes still sparkled sharply.
“What’s he doing with shrimp shells and heads?!” Onlookers watching the broadcast were greatly puzzled by Zhao Qi’s cooking process.
Yes.
Only the shrimp shells and heads were used, leaving the tender shrimp at untouched.
Moreover, Zhao Qi had slightly washed the shrimp shells and heads before stir-frying them with oil, ginger strips, and minced garlic. Within a few minutes of lighting the fire, when Zhao Qi confidently pressed down on the shrimp shells and heads with a spatula, a sizzling sound erupted along with a bright, seafood-infused red oil, spreading a dense fragrance like a volcanic eruption.
Boom!
The essence of freshness ford a tidal wave, sweeping across the venue of a thousand people. In an instant, whether they were examiners or passersby, everyone was hooked by the rich aroma.
Then, Zhao Qi took so water and poured it into the pan.
Seeing this, a clear round of applause ca from the examiner’s seats, and the head examiner, Xu Liuyue, clapped and praised, “I get it now!”
“We get it too!”
The deputy examiners, a balding middle-aged man nad Mu Nanzhi and another nad Chen Zhen, exchanged looks filled with admiration.
However, just when Zhao Qi had undeniably beco the star of this round of preliminary selections in group A, he suddenly paused, turned his head slightly towards a kitchen station so twenty or thirty ters behind him, and cast a curious glance.
This little detail was overlooked by many.
But Xu Liuyue noticed it.
“At such a crucial mont in his cooking, he’s distracted by soone else? Who is it?” Xu Liuyue raised an eyebrow and followed Zhao Qi’s gaze. Oh!
She abruptly choked.
The face was extrely familiar, almost too familiar.
Is it him?
It seed like…
Xu Liuyue suddenly looked down, feeling her heart pounding in her chest, her blood rushing to her head, and a strange excitent causing her great alarm.
She was a culinary star adored on the screen.
However, beyond her identity as a star, Xu Liuyue was also a chef from Min Yue region, informally known among her close friends as the Queen of Min Cuisine. Her signature dish, “Buddha Jumps Wall,” had won her admiration and drooling appreciation from many directors in the industry, capturing their taste buds and securing roles through sheer skill.
As a chef and soone from within the industry, Xu Liuyue naturally paid close attention to the international competition in Sapporo.
Therefore, she adored the major contributor who had almost single-handedly led the Far Moon Team to victory by winning the “Jade Dragon Pot” at the international competition.
To put it simply, Xu Liuyue had beco a fervid fan, a die-hard follower—she had closely followed Xia Yu’s feats after the Sapporo competition and had registered on Facebook, Weibo, and even a Japanese Twitter account to follow him. If that wasn’t proof enough, what about the crazy shopping spree a fortnight ago at Xia’s Farm Mall, where she still had many uneaten snacks and fruits stocked at ho?
“Could it be, when did he co back to the country? I might have mistaken…”
Just as Xu Liuyue’s feelings oscillated between nervousness and excitent and she was about to closely confirm, clang!
The event staff struck the gong.
“The first one to finish has appeared!” An excited shout electrified the atmosphere of the venue, amidst a tsunami of cheers and a barrage of close-up shots, and it was a female chef in her twenties submitting her dish to the examiners.
She was attractive not in a breathtaking way, but there was a kind, gentle quality about her, and her smile radiated a likability that ward the heart.
Xu Liuyue was interrupted and therefore turned her attention to the porcelain bowl on the table.
Huh.
She raised her eyebrows in slight surprise.
What should have been plain, milky-white grains had been turned into a vibrant, colorful display by the female chef. At first glance, one might think it was a box of assorted vegetables, such was the strong visual impact.
However, upon closer examination, it was not hard to notice that the provided grain particles were still there, and the multi-colored elents were from additional, small, irregular-shaped ingredients.
“These are…”
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