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Chapter 245

Chapter 245 A Big Shaobing (1)

The time for the salty competition was moved to the evening. As the sparks slowly spread in the night, the huge black curtain in the middle of the venue slowly opened...

There are old-fashioned trolleys, half glass and half gas stove, with white simple signs hanging horizontally below, and small colorful light bulbs on the roof, entangled in a big circle, shining with colorful neon colors.

Light.

Everyone stared blankly, unable to react for a moment. The host suddenly jumped to the center of the stage, raised his hands, and announced in a high-pitched voice: "Welcome to the Food Competition Night Market Venue!"

Under his slightly high-spirited explanation, everyone's eyes turned from stunned to excited, and the playfulness hidden in their hearts was greatly aroused.

"Let's go! Go and have a try!" Someone couldn't hold it any longer, stood up suddenly, pulled up his legs and rushed down.

Those small cars are all hung with eye-catching signs and exuding various fragrances. The southern master chefs, all wearing transparent masks and white chef uniforms, stand behind the cars, ready. Due to the large number of cars, the master chefs

They arranged for all the apprentices they had brought, and each took charge of a small car, quietly waiting for the arrival of the guests.

The large ball of meat stuffing wrapped in glutinous rice is full of delicious flavor in one bite, and the soup inside is flowing freely in the mouth; the steaming steamed dumplings are filled with the aroma of meat and sweet oil, which warms the heart; add

The crispy sesame pancakes with chicken tenders, sausages, and stinky tofu are baked to a crispy texture, and the ingredients are delicious; the golden beef pancakes that are still steaming with oil make a crunching sound in your mouth, and the beef will burst with juice; bamboo shoots

The diced and shredded radish are stir-fried in lard and wrapped in mugwort green balls. The outside is glutinous and chewy, and the inside is salty and delicious...

These dishes are all the most common snacks from the streets of southern China, and they evoke the softest memories deep in everyone's heart.

"I haven't eaten roasted pork rice dumplings in years. The pork belly is evenly fat and thin, and the scallops are fresh... This is the taste! It's exactly the same as what I ate at the school gate when I was a child..." An audience member murmured while holding a cardboard box.

There was a sound, and under the steaming heat, a trace of moisture appeared in the corners of the eyes.

"Isn't this the glutinous rice sausage from Qu City? Give me one quickly. I want it with rice flour filling~"

The diners were shopping and eating, and the huge venue turned into the liveliest night market. Everyone was filled with curious and satisfied smiles.

The paper-wrapped siomai just came out of the cage. As soon as the small lid was lifted, the plump rice grains almost burst the thin skin. Zhang Guohua used his hands instead of fans to spread the heat slightly, took out one and put it in a plastic bowl.

and handed it to Yu Jian who was waiting: "Paper-wrapped siomai, you can help yourself with chopsticks!"

The crystal clear ultra-thin paper wraps the glutinous brushed cheese, which is rich in sauce aroma and rich in taste. The most shocking thing is that a whole yellow-orange salted egg yolk is wrapped inside!

"How is it?" Zhang Guohua asked.

Yu Jian was filled with the soft, glutinous and fragrant taste in her mouth. She had no time to speak, so she could only give a cursory thumbs up.

Fang Zilu anxiously stood in the middle of the queue, counting the people in front of him. He had long been interested in the stall of Master Baiyu from Taiwan Province, which was a pepper cake that he had never eaten before.

The dough is rolled out by hand on site, stuffed with seasoned meat fillings and plenty of green onions, then placed in the oven and braised over charcoal fire, making it full of aroma.

"Get it!" Bai Yu used the tongs to pick out the pancake that still smelled of charcoal fire, let it cool and rolled it into paper. As soon as he stretched out his hand, Fang Zilu snatched it away and couldn't wait to take a bite.

The pastry is added to the old dough crust and baked, making it fragrant and crispy. The filling is good-quality pork shank, seasoned with pepper, mixed with soy sauce and sugar, filled with green onions and dipped in white sesame seeds.

, take a bite, the light aroma of pepper spreads smoothly in the mouth, the meat filling is juicy, it is really an amazing taste!

"Eat slowly, be careful not to burn it!" Bai Yu looked at the cheering diners, his eyes narrowing into lines.

The tip of Fang Zilu's tongue was burned by the hot juice inside. He could not speak clearly, but he still couldn't bear to put down the cake in his hand. He said vaguely: "It's good... just as good as our scallion pancake in Shanghai..."

Bai Yu didn't care that he compared pepper pancakes with scallion pancakes, and said calmly: "All delicacies probably have one thing in common - they are all very delicious!"

From the heights of temples to the distances of rivers and lakes, the entanglement between food and emotion has always been inseparable and complementary...



Just when the masters from the southern style were playing the emotional card and making the atmosphere extremely warm, the masters from the northern style were not to be outdone. They stepped forward, held their breath and concentrated, and shouted loudly: "Let's

Give in - give in! Here comes the unparalleled and best sesame cake in the world!"

Six masters from the Northern School carried a large round tray that was several meters long and slowly descended from the elevator. The trolleys on the platform had automatically dispersed, and the staff came up carrying a special and equally huge stove.

, placed squarely in the center.

The iron plate fit perfectly on the stove, and Zhang Hua spoke in Peking Opera style with great enthusiasm: "Here comes someone!"

The apprentices gathered around the stove.

“Fire—”

The red-hot charcoal blocks were quickly stuffed into the charcoal stove from all directions. There was only a "crackling" sound, and the temperature on the field rose several degrees.

"Brush oil!"

The master of the Jin Dynasty picked up the brush and swung the oil into the cake.

"Share evenly——"

Master Wang and his apprentice faced each other. Wearing coarse cloth gloves, they picked up the handle and shook the pie to let it heat evenly.

"Get out of the way!"

The silver light suddenly flashed, and the Lupai master slid around the pan, and the edges of the pancakes bloomed like flowers.

"Stuffing——"

A giant spatula appeared. The master of the Yunnan style calmly went deep through the opening, shaking his arm slightly with his shoulder strap. After a few seconds, he pulled out the spatula, and no trace of residual filling was found.

"Pour oil to seal the pot~~"

When the last note trembled, Zhang Hua was already on the battlefield. The oil bucket was like a teapot with a mouth in an old-fashioned teahouse. He leaned up and poured a circle of water along the edge, and then the lid fell from the sky and covered it perfectly.

Oops——

This is not a white-collar match——

First there were small carts swarming in, and then there were large iron pots falling from the sky. Everyone in the venue was confused by these mysterious operations.

Could it be——

Went to the wrong set of a movie????

"Are you surprised? Aren't you surprised?" Just as everyone was wondering, the northern masters lined up in a row, stood in front of the iron pot, and said in a clear voice, "The giant sesame cakes are about to be cooked - we

, is the king of the night market!”

After saying that, they all turned around and stood facing the southern masters standing with their arms crossed, showing a provocative look.

Li Chao and Zhang Guohua looked at each other, and sighed at the same time——

What is going on??

How could such an uninvited guest suddenly appear in their fine night market? Could it be that there is a spy in the team???

The chief director behind the camera patted his thigh and exclaimed: "What an effect! Doesn't it work when it's full!!! I just said we have to integrate it together, right? This picture of Master Hua really makes it all right. He's so good at making things happen.

Tsk tsk tsk——”

The assistant who stood with his head bowed had tears in his eyes: Boss, you are happy - he is the one who will be baptized by the storm later -

(End of chapter)


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