My sister returns to a wealthy family, and her eight brothers spoil her with their lives.

Chapter 300 He actually stewed in the iron pot

The judges are all top chefs from major hotels in Shanghai.

They have never looked down upon this spontaneous private kitchen god competition.

Since the appearance fee is quite high, I’m going to show it off today.

It had been discussed before they came.

That guy who is the chef at the potato pancake shop is not bad. He won the first place in the competition last year. Let’s just go through the motions this year and let him win again.

Although the judges thought so, when Ye Zhongnan's brushed potato cakes and okra potato cakes were served, they were tempted by the magical aroma of these two potato cakes.

The judges unanimously reached for both types of hash browns.

The fragrance lingers in the mouth, like a beautiful melody that can linger for three days. This breathtaking fragrance goes straight to their heavenly spirit caps.

Oh my god, there is such delicious food in this world.

Many people shed tears suddenly. After all, they are shallow. Do they think that being a top chef in a hotel means they are arrogant?

It turns out that the world is full of mountains and mountains. There are mountains outside mountains, and there are people outside people.

Moreover, this young man made potato cakes for the first time. I originally thought that his potato cakes were already cold, which would affect the taste.

But when it was served, the potato pancakes were still very hot. How did this young man do it at such a young age?

The judges looked at each other and already made up their minds.

Next, there are these two kinds of potato cakes made by Ye Zhongnan, the golden and jade ones come first.

Every other chef's hash browns are crap.

But due to the tasting phase, they had to taste every entry, so they bit the bullet and tasted all the potato pancakes.

I almost vomited as I endured the nausea.

So in the first round, Ye Zhongnan won, and Chen Xu was only ranked second. The other people who fried the pot were naturally eliminated.

When they left the field, they all rushed to Ye Zhongnan's console.

I didn’t expect that this old iron pot could cook such fresh and delicious potatoes? I can't believe it. After all, they underestimated their enemy.

They were unwilling to touch the iron pot.

Xu Yongfang stretched out his fried rice spoon and slapped the hands of these people hard. The people who were slapped also knew that they couldn't help but break the rules of the industry. How important the pot is to a chef.

Of course you can't touch it randomly.

But they were unwilling to leave and decided to stay on the sidelines and continue watching.

The second project started.

Make your own delicious dishes.

Next is the preparation phase.

After the judges tasted the potato cakes, the audience became eager to try them. They really wanted to eat those two varieties of potato cakes. Unfortunately, there was no audience comment section.

If it is true, so many people want to eat it, so how can they get it?

Therefore, the competition did not set up audience tasting comments at all.

By now, the audience was hungry.

With a gesture from Xiao Ming, the neighbors on Guang Street spontaneously started the promotion process.

Small tables began to be set up outside the auditorium for cold noodles, braised vegetables, Bobo chicken, and various snacks.

People in other shops felt their teeth sore when they saw it. What kind of trick is this Tema doing?

The audience suddenly smelled the smell, and because the game was now in preparation and there was nothing to see, they rushed to the tables with cheers.

The residents of Light Street began to spread the word.

"Come on, come on, this is the delicacy of our Guangda Street."

"If you can buy it, you will suffer a loss, and if you can't buy it, you will be cheated. Come and try it. If it doesn't taste good, you don't have to pay."

“Produced by Everbright Old Street to ensure your satisfaction!”

The hungry gluttons in the audience were about to revolt and cause trouble, so they ate these delicacies and appeased the gluttons.

The words "Guangdajie" were once again firmly engraved in their hearts.

Since the residents of Hikari Street only brought limited items, they only sold limited editions in a tasting format.

The diners almost overturned the table.

Fortunately, Jiang Xiaobai, Heizi, Jin Mao, etc. were in charge of order. They had fierce looks and tower-like figures, and they were able to control the situation.

Fortunately, the second round of the on-court competition has officially begun.

Spectators were back on the sidelines.

The chefs left now are considered elites, but the dark horse that emerged today is too strong. Many people have turned off and have no fighting spirit to compete for the top spot.

Only Chen Xu was unwilling to give in, and the next thing he wanted to do was the Tai'an fish passed down by his ancestor, the imperial chef.

He learned this from his brother's notebook.

Chen Xu's little assistant started to kill and clean up the fish.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he paid attention to Ye Zhongnan, who was now very close to him.

Ye Zhongnan's assistant, Xu Yongfang, picked vegetables in a busy and unhurried manner, as relaxed as an ordinary aunt holding a banquet in the countryside.

What made him angry was that Ye Zhongnan actually took out another folding table with a cup of tea on it. He sat on the folding stool and sipped it slowly.

Chen Xu was angry, is this the chef? There is nothing born of the chef taking his cooking skills seriously.

Because they were too close, Ye Zhongnan glanced at Chen Xu.

That look said: What does it have to do with you?

Chen Xu felt that he had been provoked and looked away fiercely. He must be a good Taian fish.

All the vegetables and ingredients on Ye Zhongnan's side have been cut and prepared.

Everyone saw him start washing his hands again.

I saw his slender white hands flying rapidly, and only then did everyone understand that he was going to stew in an iron pot?

Oh my God! This is the most homely, seemingly non-technical way of cooking.

If you have experience in the kitchen, anyone can operate it.

Everyone present thought that Ye Zhongnan was going to make a big meal, such as Buddha jumping over the wall, but he chose to make a stew in an iron pot.

It’s incredible!

Ye Zhongnan started very calmly. The meat he chose was pork belly, and the vegetables were potatoes, eggplants, beans, and cabbage.

Then some common side dishes, vermicelli, tofu, etc. were thrown away.

Put these ingredients in a large iron pot, add an appropriate amount of water and seasonings, and then start simmering.

Chen Xu couldn't stand it anymore. He was making Tai'an fish seriously, while Ye Zhongnan beside him was just messing around as if it was nothing.

This is simply an insult to the MasterChef Competition!

Who does Ye Zhongnan care what Chen Xu Wanwanzhong thinks? He continued to operate calmly.

After he had thrown all the ingredients in, he covered the pot and waited for the ingredients inside to simmer slowly.

The speed of the iron pot is many times faster than that of ordinary pots, without overcooking the ingredients.

In just the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, everything inside is stewed into flavor.

Ye Zhongnan saw that there was a lot of mashed potatoes left, and then he made pancakes, uncovered the pot and put it on the iron pot.

At that moment, the fragrance came out.

The chefs on the judges' table all craned their necks. When I went there, he was making pastries. As he was thinking about it, their saliva started to drip.

Isn't this too rude? They quickly pulled the tissue and wiped the saliva from the corners of their mouths.

When Ye Zhongnan opened the pot again, everyone smelled the aroma of the iron pot simmering, as if their souls had been sucked out.

It smells so good that I want to go home. I smell the smell of my hometown. This is the fragrance that touches the deepest part of my soul.