Chapter 057: It's Not Scientific

There was no moderator in the game, and all eyes were on the old man in the center. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Let's get started!"

The old man raised his wrist and looked at the time, nodding slightly, it was just the right time, and this food challenge competition could officially begin.

As the old man's words fell, the head chef had already moved, all his ingredients were prepared in advance, placed on the table, even the soup was hot, all he had to do was to quickly shape the duck blood vermicelli soup and serve the finished product.

After the old man said that he had started, Gu Zheng took out a few bottles of imported ice spring mineral water, poured them into the pressure cooker, put the marinated duck into the pot, added the ingredients, and began to stew on high heat.

"What, he didn't even prepare the soup?"

"How much time does it take to stew soup on the spot?"

"It's over, this time if you don't fight, you will definitely lose, although there was no time limit before, and the available time can't be so much slower than others, which will definitely affect the judges' scoring."

"That's it, it's too arrogant, I'm only stewing soup now, even if the soup tastes average at noon, it's definitely not as good as the old soup that people have stewed for a long time!"

Many people around are talking, and the live broadcast host of the website is also a little dumbfounded, but he didn't even prepare the soup, and he had to stew the soup on the spot, how long would it take to make his duck blood vermicelli soup, and how should he go to the live broadcast?

It's hard to say that the chef's duck blood is cooked, and the soup is still stewed, and the chef's vermicelli is still stewed, and the chef's duck blood vermicelli soup is ready, and the soup is still stewed, and the judges have eaten the chef's duck blood vermicelli soup, and the soup has not been stewed.

If you really say that, he, the live broadcast host, doesn't have to do it, and the fact that Tang didn't prepare in advance surprised everyone and gave him a problem.

"Damn it!"

Mu Mu clenched his fists tightly, biting his lip, as if there was fire in his eyes, she was the most supportive person in the editorial department of the website, and she had done so much preparation for him before, but she didn't expect that Bu Zheng would be such a child's play, not to mention that she came late, the ingredients were not fully prepared, and she actually stewed soup on the spot.

Who doesn't know that stewed soup takes a long time, and soup stewed for a short time simply doesn't have that taste.

The judges were also whispering, and the head chef glanced at the indisputable man next to him, showing a hint of disdain in his eyes, and began to prepare his ingredients to make this bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup.

Gu Zheng was not in a hurry at all, turned on another fire, put a small pot on it, also added mineral water and some ingredients, and began to cook duck blood.

When boiling duck blood, Gu Zheng's hand was always holding the pressure cooker, no one knew that the water in the pressure cooker had been tumbling, and under the control of Xianli, a pot of fragrant and thick soup was rapidly taking shape.

"It's really hard to make soup!"

After just a while, Gu Zheng felt that he had lost one-tenth of his immortal power, and these immortal powers were enough for him to improve many omelettes.

The chef's duck blood has been cooked, and the duck liver and intestines are taken out and put in a bowl to start cooking the vermicelli.

The duck blood on Gu Zheng's side was also boiled, and it was also fished out, the fires on both sides were on, and a faint fragrance quickly filled the entire hall, and the people who smelled it moved unnaturally, this smell smelled really fragrant, but I don't know who released the smell there.

Most people's eyes subconsciously looked at the head chef, no matter how you look at it, the head chef's progress is faster than Gu Zheng, and this fragrance must also come from him.

The chef's fans were quickly cooked, his fans and duck blood were cooked separately, and he knew very well that the fishy smell in the soup was a big disadvantage, so he specially prepared a lot of ingredients this time to suppress the fishy smell.

Gu Zheng also began to cook the vermicelli, he changed the water again, his vermicelli is slightly different from the chef's, his vermicelli looks whiter and brighter.

The chef glanced at Gu Zheng, put the vermicelli into a bowl, poured a big spoonful of hot duck soup, the ingredients and duck intestines, duck liver he had already put away, after this bowl of soup was served, his duck blood vermicelli soup was also out of the pot, and it could be served out for people to taste and comment.

The indisputable vermicelli was also boiled and put into the bowl prepared in advance, and at this time his hand was released from the pressure cooker, ready to open the pressure cooker, and he did everything with one hand before, and he was not slow to do it.

As soon as the pressure cooker was turned on, the faint fragrance just now instantly became stronger, and everyone's noses couldn't help but sniff, including the old gourmet.

At this time, everyone understood that the previous fragrance did not come from the head chef, but the soup that Gu Zheng had just stewed.

The same bowl of hot duck soup was poured out, and the duck blood vermicelli soup in front of Gu Zheng also became a shape, Gu Zheng put the duck blood vermicelli soup on the plate, and walked out with the head chef, the two looked at each other, and finally put the food they had made in front of the judges.

"What, his soup is ready?"

"The aroma just now is actually a soup that is not disputed?"

"How can the soup stew so fast, and the pressure cooker can't do it, it's not scientific!"

The discussion sounded again, if it weren't for everyone watching Gu Zheng put the mineral water and duck into the pot, they would have thought that this was a thick soup that had been stewed for several hours, and it would definitely not have been put in for just a few minutes.

The head chef also glanced at Gu Zheng with some surprise, and was also surprised, but he didn't say anything.

Even if Gu Zheng was incredibly able to make the soup so quickly, it would not be comparable to his pot of old soup, what he used today was the real old soup, this pot of soup was made by him himself back then, and it had been more than ten years, and ordinary people could not eat such old soup at all.

In their store, only the main store serves a small amount of old soup every day, and most of it is booked in advance, so ordinary people can't eat it at all.

"Two servings of duck blood vermicelli soup have been prepared, everyone, please!"

Mr. Wu said with a smile, he also recognized Gu Zheng as the master of the omelette, and he was surprised and felt more stable at the same time, Gu Zheng's omelette was well done, presumably the cooking skills were not bad, in this game, who loses and who wins is really not certain.

"The indisputable vermicelli soup is also done, incredible, incredible!"

The host was very surprised to broadcast live, his mood was the same as the live broadcast content he sent, the soup was actually made in such a short time, and it was so fragrant, just smelling it made people appetize.

"In such a short time, host, you didn't lie to us, did you?"

"That's it, we all saw the photos just now, how can it be good to start the soup without arguing!"

"Isn't it a disguise to not fight for stew, he has prepared it in advance, but there is no reason to do it!"

"If you don't fight, you don't fight, I believe in him, he will definitely win"

The number of people who followed the live broadcast online has reached 20,000, and as soon as the host's words came out, countless speeches flocked to him in an instant, some of whom did not believe it, some questioned it, and there were also die-hard fans of the ancient controversy to support him.

When the live broadcast discussion was lively, the two large bowls of vermicelli soup had been divided into eleven small bowls by the waiter, because this time there were eleven ratings, and the amount of duck blood vermicelli soup made by Gu Zheng and the head chef was very sufficient, and there was no problem at all in dividing eleven small bowls.