草莓视频释放深夜的自己

“Squeak-”

With a gentle sound, the door of the meticulously fashioned competitive standard kitchen slowly opened.

Qin Lang, who was wheeling a trolley, immediately attracted the attention of the entire audience.

This situation did not arise during the scoring competition.

For one thing, there were twenty-six contestants who had appeared one after another in the scoring competition.

On the other hand, Qin Lang got more attention because of his performance in the scoring competition.

Moreover, just then, his opponent had presented a very impressive dish.

Under such circumstances, everyone wanted to know what kind of dish Qin Lang was going to come up with in response.

Despite Qin Lang’s composure, he cannot help but feel somewhat tense under so many scrutinizing eyes.

Noticing the Spirit Chef’s mood, Dan Bao immediately drew near to comfort Qin Lang with affectionate nudges.

“Gududu!”

I’m here too!

Comforted by Dan Bao, Qin Lang’s mood gradually calmed down.

Pushing his kitchen cabinet car, he strode towards the judges’ seats.

As he passed by Zhang Chen, Qin Lang slightly nodded at his opponent, then stopped, took over the microphone handed over by the host, and said, “Hello, eleven food recommenders, the dish I have brought today is called Wen Si Tofu.”

Tofu?

Zhang Chen, who was listening with his ears pricked, could not help but reveal a surprised expression on his face.

There was indeed such an ingredient in the No.97 ingredient library, but he hadn’t considered using it.

Upon hearing the name of Qin Lang’s dish, would the main ingredient be tofu?

The eleven food recommenders in the judges’ seat were highly interested in the dish Qin Lang was about to present, especially Zhou Qing, Song Hui, and Fu Hang who were familiar with Qin Lang, and they showed an eager anticipation.

What kind of dish that related to tofu?

What would that be?

Also showing curiosity were the tens of thousands of viewers.

But among these tens of thousands of spectators, three people could hardly believe their ears when they heard what Qin Lang said. They were Du Weiwei, Qi Xiaoyu, and Zhao Chen.

“Did Qin Lang mention the dish that is cut from tofu into thin threads like hair?” Qi Xiaoyu couldn’t help but whisper, “Did he really do it? And is he using this dish for the competition?”

“Impossible!” Zhao Chen shook his head without hesitation, “Absolutely impossible!”

He wouldn’t even dare to think of such a dish. How could his arch-nemesis have made it so easily?

“But he did make it.” Du Weiwei stared wide-eyed at the close-up shots of the Wen Si Tofu that Qin Lang held up and murmured to herself.

A moment of stunned silence was followed by bursts of exclamation from the audience.

Is that…

Tofu?!

It seemed like an ordinary soup dish, filled with countless swirling threads that even gave it a somewhat muddy appearance at first glance.

But when you recall the word “tofu” that Qin Lang had just mentioned and look at those white threads as thin as hair strands, a sense of shock naturally arises.

With this shock in mind, when you look at the entire dish more carefully, the red and green threads hidden amongst the countless white ones seem to hold some extraordinary secrets.

Tofu…

Everyone began to recall in their minds their impression of tofu.

That kind of ingredient that snaps as soon as you pinch it after cooking and needs to be scooped up with a spoon for easier eating.

Cutting that kind of ingredient into strands as thin as hair?!

What kind of hellish difficulty is this!

What’s even more outrageous is that this unimaginable dish is right in front of them!

At this moment, all eyes were on the eleven Food Recommenders in the field.

They all had one question in mind.

Were those white threads really tofu?

In the field, Qin Lang quickly served up the Wen Si Tofu and returned to his original position.

Should he say a few more words?

He couldn’t help but wonder.

In the previous two elimination rounds, the competitors seemed to have said quite a lot.

Perhaps he could also introduce this dish.

For example, it was cut from tofu…

Never mind, the Food Recommenders should be able to guess it from the name of the dish.

Or perhaps he could mention that the soup was made from chicken drumsticks?

Never mind, the Food Recommenders should be able to taste the fresh flavor of the chicken.

Then he wouldn’t introduce it.

Qin Lang stood in place, returning to his usual “not very talkative” mode.

This time, the host, who was supposed to liven up the atmosphere in the field, did not go forward to chat with Qin Lang.

Seeing the close-up shots of Wen Si Tofu on the screen above, this experienced host had his first mental drift during his ten-year hosting career.

By the time the host’s attention was drawn away from Wen Si Tofu, the tasting of this Wen Si Tofu by the eleven Food Recommenders had already concluded.

Darn it, he was going to get docked pay!

The host was startled and quickly returned to his hosting duties, “The Food Recommenders have finished tasting. According to the information from the competition organizer, Qin Lang has received three First-level Food Recommender Badges in Dongxia City, namely the Fish Scale Badge, Daisy Badge, and Teng Niu Badge!”

“Now, let’s invite Mr. Zhou Qing, Ms. Song Hui, and Mr. Fu Hang to give comments on Qin Lang’s dish, Wen Si Tofu, today!”

“I’ll go first this time.” Zhou Qing slowly put down his spoon, and a touch of regret appeared on his face, “I’ve eaten many dishes using tofu as an ingredient.”

“But this probably will be the most memorable one.”

“To cut tofu into hair-thin threads, this knifework is absolutely impressive.”

“But this dish is not just about showing off skills.”

“The silky tofu has a completely new texture, truly melts in your mouth.”

“And the freshness of the chicken soup enhances this dish a lot.”

“Qin Lang, once again, you amazed me.”

At this moment, Zhou Qing couldn’t help but think of what he said to his son Zhou Yun after Qin Lang’s visit, “It won’t be long before you see him in the provincial-level competition.”

He looked at Qin Lang, smiling with encouragement and expectation, “1 look forward to seeing you on a bigger stage.”

Feeling the goodwill from this elderly man in front of him, Qin Lang nodded heavily.

Zhang Chen next to him looked a bit uncomfortable.

Although Zhou Qing’s evaluation of him was positive, the gap between the previous and current evaluations was quite significant.

The vastly different evaluations from the same Food Recommender indicated something.

This made him, who had been confident of winning, feel unprecedented pressure.

“It’s my turn.” Song Hui smiled.

If you know Song Hui well, you’d notice that she had been smiling a lot more lately, and overall, she seemed to be much more relaxed.

“This dish, in terms of appearance and taste, has given me an indescribable amazement.”

“The last dish that amazed me this much was the Lotus Seed Paste that Qin Lang cooked during my test.”

“I hope you continue to amaze me. I’m really looking forward to your performance.”

“It’s my turn!” Fu Hang next to him laughed, “I only have one thing to say.”

“At the Beef Tasting Banquet at Zhen Niu Pavilion one week later, 1’11 invite you..”