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292 Long time no see the chef

Ham looked at the duck, feeling melancholy and tender, and he felt that he had established some kind of relationship with the duck.

Many people call him the German Pig King. Only Ham himself knows that every time the German Pig King's reputation is gaining, he doesn't know how many unjust souls he has to add under his knife. These are all "friends" he has made with heart.

Ham has really had enough. He has begun to plan his retirement plan and is preparing to open a pig farm after retirement, only raise it but not kill it. He wants all these pigs to die naturally and die of death. Perhaps only in this way can he slightly eliminate his guilt.

"Mr. Ham, you can start."

Seeing Ham holding the duck and standing in Huailiang's kitchen area, looking sad, the beautiful host felt it was difficult to understand.

She had no idea how rare it was for a German man to establish a precious friendship with a Chinese duck in Xiangjiang, thousands of miles away, and even had to urge him to do so.

Because it was the finals, the entire process of Zhou Dong and Huailiangren cooking the "Ladder Duck Foot" will be broadcast live. From the slaughter, to the early soaking of duck feet, and then to the final preparation of the dish, it will take two days, and the whole process will be under the monitoring of the high-definition camera.

Huailiangren is the defending champion. According to the tradition of the Xiangjiang Food Competition, they will take action first. This is also the balance principle of the competition organizing committee.

Because under normal circumstances, the defending champions are mostly the stronger side, giving the "challenger" the opportunity to observe their opponents.

This was originally a preferential policy for the "weak", but this competition is interesting.

From Huai Liangren himself to the judges, no one would think that Zhou Dong was a "challenger". And no matter how he looked at the last champion Chef Huai, he was more like a weak natural white rabbit.

"Old Ham, let's start."

Huai Liangren frowned slightly. This guy didn't look like a rigorous and tough German. As a chef, how could he get emotional about ducks? This is so embarrassing.

Ham knew that the moment of separation from the duck was coming, so he gently stroked the duck's head and hummed a German country tune.

This is the rural serenade he often sang to ducks these days. It is lingering and sad, sad and sad in spring and autumn, which just represents his mood at this moment.

The duck closed his eyes with great pleasure, and he thought today would be a wonderful day as before.

"brush!"

The sword flashed, and the duck was caught off guard and was cut off by its human friend's head. Huailiangren skillfully took the duck blood, cut off a pair of duck feet, patted the sad Ham and said, "Maybe you really should retire, my friend."

Well, there is no longer any business for you, and you are in a bad state now, so you should go and have a rest."

Ham nodded slightly: "Promise me, you must win!"

"must!"

Huai Liangren glanced at Zhou Dong, waved his hand to bring a basin of boiling hot water from his assistant brought by France. Without any utensils, he pinched a duck's claw with one hand and quickly sank into the boiling water.

The display on the big screen was very clear. He clamped the duck's feet with his thumb and index finger. The moment he entered the water, the entire duck's feet were completely buried in the water.

The fingernails almost touched the boiling water surface. In just two seconds, they immediately lifted the duck's feet, and were not afraid of high heat and burning their hands. They rubbed the hard skin outside the duck's feet with empty hands.

"Lao Huai's method of dealing with duck feet is amazing. He has developed in France in recent years and probably made a lot of foie gras, but it is not necessarily the case. If he can have such speed, he is indeed worthy of being a genius."

Zhou Dong nodded secretly when he saw it, and suddenly felt aroused in his heart. He actually asked the system: "System, the preliminary processing of duck feet should be considered a 'vegetable washing' procedure, right?

If measured by systematic standards, what is Lao Huai's vegetable washing skills? Master or perfect?"

As for the "ladder duck foot" alone, preliminary treatment is a necessary procedure for this famous dish. Even if Wang Haibin makes it, he has to start with it himself and will not be assigned to the water table. However, if according to the classification of modern back kitchens, this procedure is still a water table in a broad sense, so naturally it must be measured by the washing skills.

Zhou Dong was actually just a sudden move and asked casually, but he didn't expect the system to answer. He didn't expect the system to answer. He just asked a question, and the system gave the answer.

"The host's opponent is very strong, and his vegetable washing skills are perfect. He is a genius among chefs. Do you need to evaluate his comprehensive strength?"

"Oh, I don't know you have this function yet, okay, then let's evaluate his comprehensive strength."

"The system has enabled the evaluation function, and the object is a genius in the kitchen that has been encountered once in 50 years. The strength of Chinese cuisine is rated as: Grandmaster-, and the strength of Western cuisine is rated as Grandmaster."

"Wait, Grandmaster-What does it mean?"

Zhou Dongdaqi.

"He has not reached the strength of a true master in any cuisine, but he is proficient in the eight major Chinese cuisines and more than a dozen small cuisines, even some local snacks, and his strength is very close to the level of a master.

So, after comprehensive evaluation, his strength is the master."

"Oh, so that's it..."

Zhou Dong nodded slightly. Lao Huai is still amazing. If he hadn't been too knowledgeable and greedy, he would have been a master of diligence in China.

Just as I wanted the system to evaluate how much his current comprehensive strength has reached, I suddenly heard the system say: "The evaluation work is over, and the host's 100 praise value is deducted..."

"Why do you want to deduct it? You didn't say it before?" Zhou Dong was in tears, and for no reason he lost a hundred praises for no reason, feeling distressed.

"Program setting, the evaluation system can help the host accurately determine the opponent's strength and be invincible in future betting, but each evaluation will cost 100 praises.

If you encounter an opponent's strength exceeds the level of a master, you will need to spend a thousand praises."

"Beyond the level of a master? Is there such a powerful chef in China's current China Qinxing?"

Zhou Dong suddenly remembered the chef Hu Shenshu who was in advance by many people.

However, even Chef Hu is just a legend. He was very suspicious whether there was a master of Chef-level in China.

"Since the program has such a setting, it means that there are still god chefs in this world. They may be in China or in other countries..."

"Another country?"

Zhou Dong was shocked. Chinese food is vegetarian and leading the world. Now there are no divine chefs in China. Other countries have divine chefs. Is this possible?

A scent of orchids and musk rose from the valley, and the fragrance of orchids and musk suddenly filled the audience, arousing everyone's surprise and interrupting Zhou Dong's thoughts at the same time.

Lao Huai is really trying hard. Not only did he invite the German pig king to help deal with the duck, but he also found orchid nectar?

Zhou Dong sniffed two sips of honey, and with his taste level, he was a little lost for a moment.

So honey!

It's just hard to find.
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