The granular ash formed by the burning of the grain chaff shell in the Xue Array furnace was still warm, and it was no longer hot.

"Casseroles, clay pots, and clay bowls, such utensils have good heat conduction and uniform temperature, and the stewed meat is consistent from top to bottom, and also has a certain thermal insulation performance."

Xue Zhen took a porcelain bowl the size of one person around,

"I'm afraid this is the biggest bowl of dishes I've ever made, Lao Xue."

He took out the beef piece by piece, took out the scallops and other small pieces of ingredients and put them away, and finally poured out the soup.

I saw that the soup in the stewed pot was slightly red and shiny when it flowed out, although it was slightly viscous and heavy, it was still very clear, and there was no trace of fine impurities in it.

Finally, the beef is served in a white porcelain bowl and drizzled with the soup.

After dozens of bowls, the beef in the huge bowl could be wiped out by a tip, and Xue Zhen had no choice but to signal to the waiter,

"Is there anyone else out there, bring this big bowl to them, remember to have a few more pairs of chopsticks."

"Yes..."

The waiter showed a pity expression, and did not dare to say anything.

Almost everyone in the lobby got a bowl of meat, and they smiled happily.

The white porcelain bowl was presented to the seven judges, and Wan Junru smiled slightly at Xue Zhen, and then carefully observed the beef in the bowl.

The large square piece of beef has an upward skin, the skin is ruddy, and the meat is a very tender pink color, with a clear texture, and the incomparably clear soup is as moving as amber.

Xue Zhendao,

"Let me smile, I don't have time to prepare carefully, and the plating or something will be avoided, so that's all."

Wanjun gently flicked with chopsticks, the beef trembled slightly, and the thin cracks opened on the top of the flesh, which showed a complete hollow pattern.

The slice goes straight to the bottom of the bowl, and the soup immediately fills the gap between the meats, like a deep honey-colored canyon.

"Master Xue, I saw that you put all kinds of ingredients, including tomatoes, as we all know, the soup stewed from tomatoes often has a fine particle texture, how did you make the soup so clear?"

She asked.

Xue Zhen said with a smile,

"Actually, it's just a small hat trick, when I let people fire the stewed jar, I let people add strong magnetic powder to it, and those small impurities have been adsorbed on the stewed jar."

Xue Zhen raised the mouth of the jar for everyone to watch, and faced the light, only to see a thick layer of dark red flocculent impurities attached to the inner wall of the stewed jar, like some kind of weird hole.

"Haha, although the inside of this stew jar really doesn't look beautiful, but for the sake of the color of the dish, it's also bearable, right?"

Like a thumb cocked,

"Admire."

Gently picked between the chopsticks, a piece of beef peeled off in response, the bright red crystal skin trembled, and the delicate meat slices were almost transparent.

Dip in the soup and put it in your mouth.

The beef is instantly separated into a trace of full muscle fibers in the mouth, and the faint temperature is overflowing with the aroma of wine, making the rich soup more fresh and lively, and there is an inexplicable feeling of affection.

After a while, Wanjun Rucai opened her bright eyes and slowly exhaled,

"It's impeccable and delicious."

"Thank you girl for your love."

The rest of the people also nodded their heads in praise.

Shen Daru, a semi-professional gourmet, said,

"It's really not picky, it's a perfect beef dish, it's worth the trip, and now, the old man is looking forward to Master Lin's original fish and sheep."

Lin Chou once again performed his stunt, and this thing directly brought the pot over.

Slammed on the table,

"There has been this dish in history for a long time, I dare not say that it is original, I can only say that it is homemade, well, homemade fish and sheep... Fish swallowing sheep, fish biting sheep, fresh stew, etc., are actually talking about a dish. ”

This kid, isn't it even the size of the guy who packs the dishes?

The corners of Xue Guangyuan's mouth twitched, and he didn't dare to speak, just nodded.

He still remembered that Lieutenant General Ye Ming was provoked by the guy named Huang Dashan because of a similar situation and lost face, and he heard that after returning to Ye's house, he ate a good meal of General Ye's leather whip and dipped in cold water, and he was almost so drawn that he couldn't get out of bed.

"Hee-hee."

Wanjunru laughed,

"Mr. Lin, why did you bring the pot too?"

Lin Chou blinked his eyes and said seriously,

"Isn't this the family used to being poor when I was a child, the ancestral secret recipe of the Lao Lin family, and the pot is extra fragrant."

Everyone stared in unison.

Lin Chou scratched his head,

"Ahem, actually, this dish was originally a hearth dish, well, it's the kind of rush where a stove has a big pot and a table of people only eats one dish, you know, the meaning is right...... Didn't I find the right stove and shelf? ”

“...”

You're ruthless!

Everyone can understand that this mandarin fish is an adult's arm's length, and it is understandable that the whole pan is out of the pot, and it is understandable that it cannot find a suitable container for a while (more likely to be too lazy to find).

In short, if you don't care about those details, this dish is absolutely fine.

Ordinary people stew fish, the skin turns over the meat and rolls the fish into a fish, which is not beautiful, and the oil is slightly fried, which can not only ensure the shaping of the fish but also make the soup thick and white, whether it is stewed or boiled soup is the only way.

Lin Chou's huge pot of homemade fish and sheep swallowing sheep due to the high temperature of the pot, it is still bubbling out of the fire for a long time, because the soup is very thick, from the bubbles to the bubbles breaking, everyone can feel the heaviness and difficulty.

There is no distinction between judges and judges, and everyone quickly surrounds them.

"Hey, I've never seen such a big whole fish directly on the table, and I feel a sense of satisfaction when I look at it."

"It's... Where to start? ”

"You think about it first, buddy eat first as respect!"

"Stop it, filthy."

Everyone got off their chopsticks one after another, and the belly of the fish was picked open, and the belly full of minced mutton was sprinkled and separated, and the soup rolled down.

The white steam rises from the belly of the fish, and a strong fragrance that no one can ignore is filled with the hall, like fish not fish, meat and not meat, incomparably rich and mellow.

"Shhh

"This taste... OMG..."

"It's so fragrant, incredible aroma, the ancients didn't deceive me, the word 'fresh' really stands up to scrutiny."

In fact, Shen Daru loves a bite of fish belly.

Only because of its plump flesh and rich fat, and mandarin fish is the best choice.

After the belly is stewed, it is almost translucent, and the lushness can be seen from the cracks without the thick soup.

When the fish is served in the mouth, the rich aroma of mandarin fish belonging to protein fills the mouth in an instant, which makes people forget everything in the world.

There were many diners, and Shen Daru very cleverly gave up the idea of opening his mouth to taste it.

A bite of fish and a bite of mutton, eat a bite and say "huh", and I am very happy.