The mirror interpretation continues.

Bernard soaked the pig's skin with boiling water close to 100 degrees Celsius, and did as the Xia Yu.

The pork is cooked in lower temperature water until soft.

From the perspective of an ordinary audience, the two of them have the same movements, but from the perspective of a professional chef, there are more tricks contained in it.

Water temperature!

Bernard looked at the pig skin and pork soaked in hot water, and then he glanced at Xia Yu. When he saw Xia Yu washing his hands and wiped it clean with a towel, his face immediately sank, feeling a sense of provocation.

"imitate!"

This word is deeply imprinted in his mind, making him uneasy and there is something wrong with him.

"Impossible!" Bernard shook his head, his eyes narrowed, and he regained confidence. "Pig skin is soaked in 95 degrees Celsius water, and the meat is boiled in 80 degrees Celsius water... With a little more subtle temperature, taste, and taste will be different, haha! The difference is in the details. Do you think those abnormal judges can tolerate these flaws!"

Her eyes swept across the review seat on the sidelines and took a meal on one of the beautiful female judges with long flax colored wavy hair. Bernard knew her, a big foodie in the French food industry. Melissa, also a well-known European porn star. Once she satisfied her food and gained her favor, she was her guest of honor.

However, Melissa's most unwillingness tolerate "flaws" and "perfunctory" dishes, her comments will tell the chef what a real sarcastic tongue is and what the most vicious words are.

Melissa's face was not very good at this moment, and her pair of beautiful eyes were faintly annoyed.

Bernard knew that this anger was not coming to him, but his opponent - the young special chef who was not aware of his life and death in such international competitions and planned to imitate his opponent's cooking.

"This is what you asked for, don't blame me."

He lowered his eyes slightly and could not be too distracted during the cooking process. Bernard put away his attention, carried a small bag from under the kitchen counter, and poured some fine grained ingredients into a clean stainless steel basin.

Buckwheat!

The faint fragrance of the grain came out, and a smile appeared on the corner of Bernard's mouth. He washed it with clean water and poured the basin of buckwheat into the boiling pot that had been set on the stove and was boiling with hot air.

Inside, there is a big pot of broth!

This is a necessary step in making French cuisine ‘black blood sausage’. As for why it is buckwheat, not barley, Bernard believes that the judges will give the audience an explanation later.

The pork skin, pork, and pork liver are cooked.

When grinding pork, the pig skin also needs to be ground. There is no high requirement for the meat, but the pig skin must be finely ground as much as possible, and the liver is the same. Bernard did not use mechanical grinding and was completely handmade.

About twenty minutes later.

Bernard mixes the prepared seasonings, spices, and ground meat, ground pig skin and ground liver.

He used a large and deep container to perform this step.

Then, pour in the "Cow, Pig, Bird Blood" that has not yet solidified, then turn off the heat and lift up the stock pot that has been cooking for more than half an hour, pour it down, and the buckwheat paste that has been cooked into a mud, and suddenly fell into the container.

Stir!

Bernard was sweating, but the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he was obviously in a good mood.

"very good!"

He said inwardly, "Every link is perfect, without any mistakes. Next, pour the mixed stuff into the pig fat intestines, boil it for about an hour, and the black blood intestines will be completed..."

Thinking of this, my thoughts were interrupted by an uproar that suddenly exploded.

what happens?

Bernard raised his head blankly while stirring, and then his pupils suddenly shrank.

opposite.

Xia Yu slowed down his step and did not stir the mixture immediately, but stopped at this step. From Bernard's perspective, it happened that Xia Yu bowed his head and was busy on the kitchen counter, with glass bottles filled with spices in front of him.

"this……"

Bernard was surprised, and then a trace of ridicule flashed in his eyes and said to himself: "I understand. He wants to change the spice formula. However, black pepper, allspice, marjoram and chopped onion are spice combinations I have accumulated with repeated practical experience. They are approaching perfect unless you completely push the recipe down...rebuild!"

"But, this is the scene of the international competition!"

Bernard laughed softly.

"This young chef was unexpectedly bold...or, stupid! ignorant!"

The riots in the venue were handled differently in the final steps.

The front was obviously a mirror-like manner, but at the critical moment of mixing, I didn't expect that the young chef who was chasing his opponent's butt suddenly drifted over at the corner, and anyone would be shocked, and his eyes fell all over the floor.

"What is he doing!"

"Do you modify your opponent's recipe on the spot? It's really a fool!"

"This is a blasphemy to the international competition!"

There was a lot of doubts, and even curses, and some people began to question Xia Yu's cooking skills.

"hehe……"

Nakiri Thistle smiled happily.

Mass, Elizabeth was speechless.

In the dormitory of Pole Star Liao far away in Tokyo, a group of friends covered their mouths and were stunned.

Takmi and Isami sat in the dormitory looking at the screen of the notebook. Seeing this, Takmi suddenly thought of the 'complete tracker' Misaki Subaru.

It is also an imitation, but Subaru Misaki needs to spend a lot of time and energy to spy on the opponent's intelligence, and then he can produce his imitation works and targeted improvements in the duel.

And lecturer Xia...

Tukmi's heart thumped, "Will he succeed?"

"If it succeeds..."

The Italian boy dared not think about it anymore.

In the picture, Xia Yu also started to stir himself.

The ingredients are generally similar, including pork, pork skin and pork liver, and buckwheat cooked into mud. However, when mixing spices, Xia Yu has something to say.

"Black pepper, allspice, marjoram, chopped onion... This combination is too ordinary!"

"What!"

Xia Yu chuckled in his heart. With his current attainment in the field of spices, he couldn't stand it without modification. "Put down! Thumb down!"

"Pepper, pepper powder, yes, you can also add some onion and ginger to remove the fishy smell."

"Cinnamon, cardamom, cloves."

"What else?"

While stirring, the spice dust was sprinkled in. Xia Yu looked at the mixture in the container and always felt that the color was not enough. "It doesn't matter if you put some appropriate amount of soybean oil?"

Thinking of oil, a flash of inspiration flashed in his heart. He turned his head and looked at Chiyo Aichi next to him. The female host was stunned for a moment, then stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "Chef Xia, what do you need?"

"Is there any balsamic oil for cattle, pigs and birds?" he asked.

"Well……"

Chiyo Aichi immediately ran off the stage in a short stroll. The director picked up the intercom and asked about the situation of the ingredient warehouse. A few minutes later, a small box of "Beef, Pig, Bird Balsamic Oil" was really delivered. Xia Yu cut the oil into pieces and threw it in, stirring and stirring. At this time, a stirring song should be used to cheer up.

After the stirring is completed, the indescribable pig intestine is followed.

Ten minutes later.

Several red blood sausages were curled in a deep pot.

"Click!"

The two opened the valve almost at the same time, and the flames burned the bottom of the pan.

Half an hour later, the blood sausage was discharged from the pot and drained to cool down. The audience's expressions were not right, and they all seemed to lose their souls.

Even Bernard's heartstrings trembled violently.

Attracted by the darkness, he looked up at Xia Yu.
Chapter completed!