"I didn't expect that a dish could have such a deep meaning..." The host stepped onto the stage to smooth things over, motioning the camera to look at the Tai Chi Liangji soup that had not yet been taken away, and asked again, "I heard that Chef Yu is a graduate of Beijing University.
s student?"
Yu Jian frowned and took a deep look at her supporter. Is there any profound meaning in suddenly mentioning her academic qualifications at this moment?
Sure enough, the host started the next sentence: "So you should be Professor Guan's disciple, right?" As he said this, he gave Yu Jian a strange look.
Yu Jian's brows furrowed even more tightly. Before she could reply, she heard Guan Shanyue shouting from below: "If you say that, doesn't it mean that all the students at Beijing University are my disciples?" She snorted softly.
He snorted and looked at Yu Jian with a look of disdain, "I am a master's and doctoral tutor, she is only a freshman and not qualified enough."
That's it...
Hearing this, Yu Jian raised the corners of her lips and gave Professor Guan a profound look.
That’s a bit much!
Guan Shanyue cried out in her heart, and couldn't help but want to slap herself twice. Seeing A Jian's situation, why don't you remember that he is worried? She looked at the host resentfully, it was all him, and he couldn't help but pick up any pot.
wrong--
The supporters' lines were all drafted by the organizer. Generally, this problem would not occur unless... He found Chu Liangwei's figure in the crowd. Old Chu avoided his sight, shrank his neck, and hid himself
Behind the staff.
What a good Chu Liangwei! Are you trying to lure him into a trap, right?!
Then I heard the host ask curiously: "Will Professor Guan give a thumbs up when grading? After all - Yu Xiaochu is from the same school as you -"
Guan Shanyue half-leaned on the back of the chair angrily, with a rather disdainful look on her face, and asked teasingly: "There are tens of thousands of students at Beijing University, do I have to let them go? Not to mention other things, they were eliminated in the last round.
Chef Gu of Hidden Moon Villa, he was once my master’s student!”
Although he defends his shortcomings, he never shows any favoritism.
Good is good, bad is bad. This is his bottom line as a person and his pride as a professor.
Obviously, the host's question stung him. Looking at the furious Guan Shanyue, the host couldn't get off the stage and could only laugh. It happened that at this time, the camera accurately captured Chef Gu, who was hiding his face in the audience.
The student who had just appeared in the teacher's mouth burst into tears and shouted, "It's embarrassing for Peking University!" The scene was very lively for a while, but it ended in such chaos.
It was just that Guan Shanyue took out a small book and silently made a note for Chu Liangwei. Although this guy had good intentions, there was no need to put him on the fire!
Tai Chi Liang Yi Soup was distributed to the public judges, and Wang Song was no exception.
It was in vain that he boasted that he had eaten all kinds of Chinese delicacies, but he had never seen such a dish that contained religious culture. The soup bowl was not big, but the Tai Chi group was clearly visible. After staring at it for a long time, he actually felt that his whole body was filled with a sense of clarity.
Qi, it really has some Taoist character in it. He stirred the soup spoon and took a mouthful of white soup first. The yam paste was soft and delicate. It was nourished by honey water and had a refreshing sweet aroma. It was not sticky in the mouth, leaving only a light taste.
Sweet silk.
Take another sip of the green soup. Although the Feilong leaves have been crushed into puree, they still have the crispy texture of the leaves. The soup is elegant and fragrant, and there is a faint taste of Longjing. He can't help but be surprised, and then taste it carefully
I took a sip and licked it slowly with my tongue. Sure enough, this was the unique feeling of sweetness after bitterness in Longjing.
"What a creative idea, little girl. Is Longjing tea added here?" Liu Chenggao asked with a smile.
"That's right, use Longjing to make the soup. The soup is fresh and the aftertaste is bitter but sweet." Yu Jian replied. This is the second way of making Tai Chi soup recorded in the recipe. It is an upgraded version. I guess it is also the genius of the ancestors.
I didn't expect it to work surprisingly well.
Wang Song curled his lips and finished the Tai Chi soup in the bowl in two or two mouthfuls. When it came time to actually vote, he hesitated for a long time. After thinking about it, he still cast his vote. Yu's Restaurant is also considered to be in the Beijing area.
If a restaurant wants to lose, it can only lose at the hands of its own people. It still needs to maintain a unified front externally.
I have to say that at this time, Wang Song turned out to be surprisingly noble...
In the second round of the competition, Yu Jian still passed with high scores, but this time, the first place went to Jiang Cheng from Guangling Banquet. For no other reason than his skill in cutting tofu as silk as a hand, he deserved the title.
The second place is Songjiang Prefecture's West Lake Beef Soup. This classic delicacy attracted everyone's attention as soon as it was introduced, and won the hearts of the public judges with its smooth and tender taste.
Yu's Restaurant ranked third. Although Yu Jian felt a little regretful, she was convinced. She just reminded herself secretly that she must work harder in the next round.
The cruel thing about the selection competition is that if you fail, you will never have a chance to come back. In this round, only five teams were left out of the nine teams. Xiangyuan Hotel took away the last promotion spot with a low score. Fang Zilu
He breathed a sigh of relief and quietly wiped the sweat from his forehead. His uncle asked him to take the lead in this competition, but he didn't expect that he almost didn't make it to the next round.
Where did this little girl come from, and how could she have such good skills at such a young age? Fang Zilu suddenly realized that he might have underestimated Yu Jian from the beginning.
…
The third round of competition will be held in three days. After being tense for several days, Yu Jian felt a little uncomfortable when she suddenly relaxed.
As usual, she opened her eyes before dawn. She quietly got out of bed, opened a corner of the curtains and looked at the street scene outside the window.
It was still too early, the streets were empty, and the city was sleeping. She smiled, climbed back into bed, and touched her phone.
There were several unread messages on the screen. Yu Jian clicked on them, and it turned out to be Tang Yuan, who had not contacted her for a while.
I guess I heard that she was participating in the competition, so I asked how it was going, and said a few words of encouragement. Seeing that she didn’t reply, I sent another one after a long time: [miss you.]
"Teng——" The redness spread from her cheeks to her neck, and even her ears had a suspicious color. This was the first time Tang Yuan said such ambiguous words to her, and Yu Jian couldn't help but cover her face.
Let the temperature of your palms cool you down.
After a long time, I finally clicked on the screen again and read the message he sent me carefully. When I got to the last sentence, I paused for a moment and finally read it out loud.
"I miss you too." She replied.
Tang Yuan, who had been up all night, had just finished his secret meeting with Su Ji and took a shower. His eyes were bloodshot. He came out of the bathroom with a towel around him to wipe himself, and heard the unique ringing sound of his cell phone.
This was specially set up by him for little girls, and it is unique in the world.
He hurriedly picked it up and opened it. His dark pupils seemed to see something incredible. They suddenly enlarged. Another burst of dark blue light flashed by, and a chuckle slowly escaped from his lips...