The three of A Ling huddled together, holding chopsticks in one hand and ten bamboo sticks in the other, happily going up.
On the long table, there are a total of ninety dishes, which are so dazzling that people don't know which dish to taste first.
This is really comparable to a royal banquet in the palace.
Aling geared up, took a sip of saliva, looked around, selected the dish that caught his eye the most, and stretched out his chopsticks.
Although there are many dishes, it is difficult to choose, but precisely because there are so many to choose from, the judges can choose more quickly and accurately.
In short, the first choice is what catches your eye, and then you have to taste it.
But the three of them, A Ling, were faced with so many dishes. They wanted to try every dish. They were leisurely and leisurely. They didn’t look like they were here to be judges, but instead they were here to eat. In the end, it was the steward who urged them, and then the last bamboo was removed.
Signed and voted out.
After all the votes were cast, the steward and his people quickly cleaned the bamboo sticks, checked the number of votes, and then announced the top ten in public.
Those whose names were read were naturally very happy, while those whose names were not read were disappointed.
Some people were secretly dissatisfied and complained to the people around them: "These common people are not professional cooks, and they are not sure whether they have tasted such good food. Do you have any knowledge to know which dish tastes better? How about my beef soup?"
Isn’t it good? It can’t compare to the meatballs!”
The companion also shook his head, "This is luck. There is nothing we can do about it. Who said the rules of the first game are like this?"
The man was not comforted, and became even more angry when he fluttered his sleeves, "How many of the thirty people selected in this way are good? In the last round, it was just the tallest among the shortest! Huh, even the cooking competition is a joke.
Just for fun!”
After saying that, he left, as if staying here for a moment longer would lower his standards.
When the votes were being cleared, someone quickly cleaned out the used stoves. As soon as the votes were announced, the second round began immediately.
Likewise, the second round of Sepak Takraw begins again.
Ninety dishes, each tasted with chopsticks, were all satisfying. Aling did his part and grabbed two more balls in one go and gave them to Ye Fang and Da Zhuang.
Ye Fang took it with a smile.
Ah Ling looked at his smiling face and said, "I'm here to help. If I wasn't afraid of being full, I wouldn't give it to you!" In the third round, she had to go up and vote for Sister Ah Qiu.
!
The second round passed quickly, and then came the final round.
With the experience gained from watching the first two rounds, when Song Qiu came on the stage, she had already thought about what to cook.
For people to be able to notice it at a glance among the ninety dishes, it has to be attractive in appearance.
Therefore, Song Qiu planned to make a dish of squirrel mandarin fish. This is a Subang dish and not her specialty, but she has made it many times and is pretty good at it.
However, when the incense was lit and the steward announced the start, she rushed to the food table with a basket, and there were only a few fish left in the bucket. There was no mandarin fish, but it didn't matter. Fortunately, there was also a carp. Song Qiu didn't say anything.
, it’s not too late to grab it first.
The main ingredients are all available, and in the last round, there wasn’t much to choose from, so it’s good to have them.
The man next to him only grabbed a soft-shelled turtle. Maybe he wasn't good at this, so he was shaking his head and sighing, unable to start.
Song Qiu didn't have time to care about others, so he quickly started killing fish after returning to the stove.
All the contestants on the high platform were immersed in cooking. Here, the third round of sepak takraw began again.
Aling didn't hold back at all this time and grabbed five balls. If she had brought twenty people with her, she wouldn't have snatched all twenty balls!
She is a little girl, she can grab the ball every time, and there are more than one. Some people have been dissatisfied with her for a long time. Now it is the last chance. This little girl actually snatches five balls. At that moment, there are people Start shouting.
"What's the matter with you little girl! Just grab one ball per person, why are you grabbing so many!"
Aling replied: "There is no rule that one person can only grab one ball and cannot help others! Who said you can't grab it yourself!"
The man was so angry that his beard was blowing, but he couldn't do anything to Aling. He couldn't just rush over and beat him, right?
He could only say angrily: "I don't care about you, a little girl!"
Aling pouted: "I don't care if you talk so much!"
"You!" The man was almost fuming, but fortunately a companion supported him and pulled him away from here.
But what he yelled was still heard clearly by others. Those who didn't grab the ball naturally stopped when they saw someone grabbing five balls by themselves. Some people made a fuss and went to the steward of the competition to make the decision.
But there is indeed no rule in advance that you can't help others grab it. Besides, with so many people robbing, how many balls can a little girl grab, that's what others are capable of, and there is no cheating or letting go.
So the manager ignored it and threw it again? It doesn’t exist.
Even if he did it, the other fifteen people who got the ball didn't do it either. It was so hard to get it.
On the high platform, Song Qiuma Liu killed the fish, processed the fish's gills and internal organs, then cut off the fish's head, spread it out, and patted it flat.
Then use a knife to cut off the fish bones on the back of the fish, leaving about one centimeter of backbone at the tail. Spread the skin down, and cut the fish meat with a diagonal knife.
Then, sprinkle the fish body with salt, rice wine, etc. and add a little wet starch to coat evenly.
Then, put the iron pot on the heat, pour in the oil when it is hot, heat the oil to 70%, dip the fish in the egg batter, put it in the oil pan and fry until the skin is golden brown and the fish meat is cooked, take it out.
Then put the fish head into the oil pan and fry it until it turns golden brown. Take it out. Place the fish body with the knife side up on the fish plate, then add the fish head and arrange it into a mouse shape.
Then put the pine nuts in a hot oil pan, fry them for a while after the oil is hot, take them out, and put them in a small bowl for later use.
In the last step, Song Qiu glanced at the burning incense and estimated that it was almost done. He left a little oil in the iron pot, put in a little clear soup, added salt, sugar, vinegar, and hawthorn juice. There was no tomato sauce at the moment. It does come with all the seasonings and hawthorn juice, which is just right.
Add several seasonings and bring to a boil, then thicken with wet starch, add a little hot oil and mix evenly, then take it out of the pan and pour it over the plated fish, and finally sprinkle with fried pine nuts.
Song Qiu put in a big spoon, and the incense had just finished burning.
The steward shouted, and the waiters filed in and started serving food.
Each stove has a corresponding tray, and ninety dishes are placed on the table one by one in random order. Even the people below have been watching the people on the high platform cooking, but now at a glance, it is difficult to distinguish each dish. Who cooked the dish?
Aling had a keen eye and knew that Song Qiu was a fish cook, so as soon as he got on stage, he would look for fish first with his eyes darting back and forth.
There are several fish-related dishes, but you don’t have to look for it. The one that catches your eye at a glance is the squirrel fish dish.
The fish's head is slightly raised, its tail is raised high, and its color is golden, like a squirrel walking slowly with its head bowed.
And what a coincidence, it is placed on the edge of the table on the side of the high platform. As long as you are not blind, you can see it at first glance, no matter how dazzled you are.
Therefore, there are quite a few people who reach out to this squirrel fish with their chopsticks first.
All twenty judges tasted it, and all of them left a bamboo stick.
Aling and the other five people guessed that this dish was made by Song Qiu, so they would definitely give them bamboo skewers, but the other fifteen people also gave them bamboo skewers, which is something to be happy about.
There was no suspense in the final result. Song Qiu successfully passed this round of competition with twenty votes.