With a soft sound, the tightly fitted competitive standard kitchen door slowly opened.
Qin Lang walked out pushing the cart, immediately attracting the attention of the audience.
This is something that doesn't happen in the scoring competition.
On the one hand, there are twenty-six contestants who will appear one after another in the rating competition.
On the other hand, Qin Lang received more attention because of his results in the scoring competition.
What's more important is that just now, his opponent completed a very amazing dish.
In this situation, everyone wants to know what kind of dishes Qin Lang will come up with.
Facing so many stares, even with Qin Lang's calm personality, he couldn't help but become a little nervous.
"Gudududu!"
The kind of ingredients that break with a pinch after cooking and need to be scooped up with a spoon to make eating more convenient.
Tofu…
"Now, I would like to invite Mr. Zhou Qing, Ms. Song Hui and Mr. Fu Xing to comment on Contestant Qin Lang's dish of Wensi Tofu today!"
However, among the tens of thousands of spectators, three people couldn't help but look at each other in shock when they heard Qin Lang's words echoing in the venue.
But combined with the word "tofu" mentioned by Qin Lang just now, and looking at the white silk threads that are as thin as hair, a sense of shock arises spontaneously.
And there I am!
"It's my turn." Song Hui smiled on her face.
Those who are familiar with Song Hui will find that she seems to have a lot more smiles on her face these days than in the past, and she feels much more relaxed.
Passing by Zhang Chen, Qin Lang nodded slightly towards his opponent, then stopped and took the microphone from the host, "Hello, eleven recommenders, the dish I brought today is called Wensi Tofu."
"But he has already made it." Du Weiwei stared at the electronic screen with wide eyes, the Wensi tofu that Qin Lang took out and gave a close-up picture, and murmured in a low voice.
That is…
Dan Bao's comfort gradually calmed down Qin Lang's mood.
The eleven food recommenders at the judging table also became very interested in the dishes Qin Lang was about to serve because of the name of Qin Lang's dishes, especially Zhou Qing, Song Hui and Fu Xing who were familiar with Qin Lang, and even more so.
It showed an expectant expression.
The host was shocked and quickly returned to the hosting work, "The food recommenders have finished tasting. According to the information from the competition, contestant Qin Lang won a total of three first-level food recommender badges in Dongxia City, namely the fish scale badge.
, Daisy Badge and Soaring Ox Badge!”
"The silky tofu has a whole new level of texture that truly melts in your mouth."
For example, it is cut from tofu...
"I'll tell you first this time." Zhou Qing slowly put down the spoon, with a hint of unsatisfied expression on his face, "I have eaten many dishes with tofu as an ingredient."
There is indeed such an ingredient in No. 97's ingredient library, but he has never considered using it.
He looked at Qin Lang with a smile of encouragement and expectation on his face, "I'm looking forward to seeing you on a higher stage."
Oops, my money is going to be deducted!
Tofu?!
It was a soup dish that didn't look too delicate. There were countless whirlpool-like threads suspended inside, and it even looked turbid at first glance.
"But there's more to this dish than just showmanship."
Forget it, food recommenders should be able to guess it based on the name of the dish.
He couldn't even imagine such a dish. How could his old enemy cook it so easily?
Maybe you can introduce this dish yourself.
Then I won’t introduce it.
This made him feel unprecedented pressure when he was already confident of winning.
Zhang Chen, whose ears were pricked up, couldn't help but have a surprised look on his face.
"Player Qin Lang, once again surprised me."
Zhang Chen's expression on the side looked a little unnatural.
"Impossible!" Zhao Chen shook his head without hesitation, "Absolutely impossible!"
"Qin Lang is talking about the dish made of tofu cut into hair strands that he mentioned that day?" Qi Xiaoyu couldn't help but whisper, "He really made it? And he used this dish to participate in the competition?"
Everyone began to recall the image of tofu in their minds.
He pushed the kitchen cabinet cart and strode towards the judging table.
"But this will probably be the most profound memory for me."
This time, the host who was supposed to liven up the atmosphere did not come forward to talk to Qin Lang.
When the host's attention was drawn away from Wensi Tofu, the taste of Wensi Tofu among the eleven recommenders present had come to an end.
Such a huge difference in evaluations from the same food recommender is enough to explain some problems.
After a moment of dead silence, waves of exclamations erupted from the audience.
They all want to know a question.
At this moment, Zhou Qing couldn't help but think of what Qin Lang said to his son Zhou Yun after Qin Lang's visit that day: "It won't be long before you can see him in state-level competitions."
In the first two knockout rounds, the players seemed to have talked a lot.
"This dish gave me an indescribable surprise in appearance and taste."
Judging from the name of Qin Lang’s dish, could it be that the main ingredient is tofu?
"The last delicacy that surprised me like this was the lotus cake that Qin Lang made when he passed my test."
Motivated by this sense of shock, when I looked at the whole dish carefully, the red and green threads hidden among the countless white threads seemed to contain some kind of mystery.
“The skill of cutting tofu into hair-thick slices is amazing.”
Although Zhou Qing's evaluation of him was also positive, the gap between his previous and later evaluations was quite large.
Qin Lang stood there and entered the "not talking much" mode again.
Feeling the kindness of the old man in front of him towards him, Qin Lang nodded heavily.
Looking at the close-up of Wensi Doufu on the screen above, this experienced host became distracted during the hosting process for the first time in his ten-year hosting career.
Do you want to say a few more words?
Sensing Chef Yu Ling's mood, Dan Bao immediately came up and nuzzled Qin Lang.
What could that be?
Also showing signs of curiosity were the tens of thousands of spectators in the venue.
Are those white threads really tofu?
In the field, Qin Lang quickly presented the Wensi Tofu one by one, and then returned to his original position.
It was Du Weiwei, Qi Xiaoyu and Zhao Chen.
Cut that ingredient into hair-like strands?!
What kind of hellish difficulty is this!
What’s even more outrageous is that such an unimaginable dish appeared right in front of their eyes!
At this moment, everyone's eyes turned to the eleven diners in the field.
He couldn't help but murmur in his heart.
Dishes related to tofu?
Tofu?
Or is it that the soup is made from chicken legs?
"And the freshness of the chicken soup also adds a lot of color to this dish."
Forget it, those who appreciate the umami flavor of chicken will definitely be able to taste it.
"I hope you will continue to be as amazing as you are, and I'm looking forward to your next performance."
"It's my turn!" Fu Xing laughed loudly, "I only have one thing to say."
"I will invite you to the beef tasting feast at Zhenniu Restaurant in a week."