When Meng Wanqiu heard Jiang Yang complete, his eyes lit up, and his hands tightened.

Jiangyang served the dishes.

Mr. Jiang looked at him and said, "Salt fried meat?"

Jiang Yang nodded.

"Why do you think of making this dish?" Mr. Jiang asked.

Hearing this question, Jiang Yang's thoughts couldn't help but go back half a month ago...

In an instant, Jiang Yang came to his senses. He was still competing here, but he was distracted.

A little apologized smile, Jiang Yang said, "Maybe... thanks to someone's encouragement."

Mr. Jiang suddenly realized, with an expression that I understood, and then stopped asking this question.

Jiang Yang knew that Mr. Jiang had misunderstood, but he would not explain.

In fact, it was Zhou Wei who really made him determined to make this dish!

"Then let's taste it, how does your salt-fried meat taste?" said Mr. Jiang.

After saying that, pick up a piece of meat.

The meat is very thin and is a little curled when cooked at high temperature. The oil is spread on the meat slices and shines. The red oil from the bean paste dyes the slices with a touch of date color, which looks very beautiful. The protruding side has a burnt yellow color.

Before the meat is in your mouth, you can smell the smell of meat, garlic sprouts, bean paste, and fermented black beans.

The color is tempting and the taste is even more attractive. After observing for a while, Mr. Jiang couldn't wait to put it in his mouth. He was a little anxious and eager to taste the taste of this dish.

After entering the mouth, chew the teeth gently and the smell bursts out.

It seemed like a bomb was detonated on the tip of the tongue, and all kinds of flavors separated and mixed in an instant.

What it brings is the ultimate enjoyment of taste buds.

Chew the meat into pieces, swallow it into the stomach, and the taste is still between the lips and teeth.

It took a long time... the judges put down their chopsticks.

"Salt fried meat is very challenging to cut knife skills. The difficulty of cutting raw meat and cooked meat is different. Raw meat is very soft. If the knife skills are not good, the thickness of a piece of meat may be different. However, salt fried meat requires even thickness, which requires a solid foundation of knife skills. Similarly, cutting cooked meat is simpler than cutting raw meat. There is nothing to be picky about in terms of knife skills. The taste is even. The dishes that stir-fried dishes are most likely to be unevenly distributed, one is too salty and the other is too sweet. There is nothing to be picky about in terms of seasoning. However, the overall situation is good, and there is no picky about skills, but it still lacks spirituality." Mr. Jiang commented.

Jiang Yang listened humbly, they were not aimless, and every evaluation was reasonable and well-founded.

At the same time, Jiang Yang also smiled bitterly.

Why don’t I know about spirituality? But if it were that simple, the steamed pork from the past would not have made him so embarrassed.

This dish is not redeemed, but a dish that Jiangyang can do early in the morning.

I learned it from his father, the same as the fish-scented shredded meat.

Unfortunately... Jiang Yang didn't have a deep understanding of this dish at the beginning, and he knew how to cook it but it was not delicious.

As his cooking skills improved, Jiang Yang gradually understood this dish.

Being able to achieve this level is already Jiang Yang’s cheating for three hours a day.

Jiang Yang has entered a bottleneck for this dish, just like steamed pork before his enlightenment. If there is no chance, this is probably the best level.

Mr. Jiang looked left and right and whispered: "Then let's start rating."

The other masters nodded.

Jiang Yang is waiting for the score to come out.

There are many people who are more anxious than him, among which Meng Wanqiu is very nervous.

"The final score...90 points! Congratulations!" Zuo Jie announced.

"Huh~" Jiang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time he felt a little disappointed.

But such a score was already very good. Jiang Yang comforted himself.

It would be impossible to say that he did not have the intention of competing with Chen Zuyi. They are all young people, even if Jiang Yang is happy, he always has a sense of comparative thought in his heart.

Now this dish is not as good as others, Jiang Yang feels indescribable.

Then, Jiang Yang calmed down the complex emotions in his heart.

A failure is nothing. The cooking competition is not decided by one dish. There are so many games in the future...are you?

Maybe, this is interesting, isn't it?

Jiang Yang was full of fighting spirit for a moment!

After watching Jiang Yang's game, Chen Zuyi got up and left.

There is no need to watch it anymore. He is just watching the game for one person.

Chen Zuyi's calm face showed no expression.

He didn't feel complacent about winning Jiang Yang's game. He understood one thing, neither of them showed the strongest strength!

There are no emotional dishes in Jiangyang's dishes.

And I didn’t cook Mapo tofu?

Chen Zuyi was very sober, Jiang Yang was very sober. The victory and defeat of the two were still on a broader stage.

However, some people don't think so.

Live broadcast on a certain platform.

"Ha... I chose salt and fried meat, but in the end I didn't surpass Chen Zuyi!"

"Chen Zuyi is the best, what the hell is Jiang Yang?"

"Shameless, plagiarize our Chen Zuyi's re-cooked meat."

"If you say plagiarism, please have some common sense, okay? Salt-fried pork and cooked pork are sister dishes, where did the plagiarism come from?"

"Those who support Chen Zuyi, don't forget that the dishes in Jiangyang in both rounds are above 90. You Chen Zuyi seems to have only 88 points in the first round, right?"

...

Jiang Yang and Chen Zuyi were not aware of the situation. Fans from both sides wanted to fight. Some passers-by watched the show and were fanning the flames.

Fortunately, Jiang Yang did not open a Weibo account, and the fans were not cohesive, so Chen Zuyi's fans had just appeared for a short time, otherwise he would have to fight.

If that is true, it will have a very bad impact on Jiang Yang or Chen Zuyi.

...

"Jiangyang!" Meng Wanqiu waved.

Not far away, Meng's father was blowing his beard and glaring, almost going to take Meng Wanqiu home.

Meng's mother pulled Meng's father and said, "Old Meng, don't be impulsive."

"What kind of style is it? Every girl is from every family, and she is calling a man in front of so many people, and she is jumping around." Meng's father said.

"Okay OK, let's go shopping. It's been a long time since I walked quietly on the street with you." Meng's mother said.

"Hmph!" Meng's father hummed heavily, simply turned his head and refused to look.

Meng Mu smiled and said, "You are just jealous!"

When Meng's father heard this, he refused to admit it: "I am jealous? I just wish I could beat that boy Jiangyang to death. Look at us Xiaoqiu, the quiet girl in the past."

"Okay, okay, I'm not jealous. Are you still accompanying me to go shopping?" Meng's mother smiled.

"Let's go, you're not seeing it, you're pure." Meng's father said.

...

When Jiang Yang saw Meng Wanqiu waved his hand, he ran straight over.

"Let's go, I'll treat you to a meal by the squad leader." Jiang Yang said.

Meng Wanqiu shook her head and said, "Send you back, I have to go to the company, so I won't eat it."

Jiang Yang's heart moved: "Then I'll do it and send it to you."

Meng Wanqiu felt sweet when she heard this.

"No, you've just finished the competition. You'll have to open a store tomorrow. Go back and have a good rest." Meng Wanqiu refused.

Jiang Yang was about to say, I was fine, I couldn't be tired even if I delivered a meal.

Meng Wanqiu continued: "Besides, I won't be able to eat it in the future. I agreed that I would treat me to delicious food tomorrow night."

When Jiang Yang heard this, he knew that he could not change Meng Wanqiu's thoughts.

"Okay, it must be delicious." Jiang Yang said with a smile.
Chapter completed!