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Volume 2: Cooking Skills Chapter 302: Stunning Beauty Pumpkin Porridge

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    All the chefs were dumbfounded, staring blankly at the bowl of pumpkin soup on the curtain, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.  Immediately, the chefs¡¯ eyes fell on the numbers next to the pumpkin porridge, which represented the number of people who punched in, in other words, the number of servings of pumpkin porridge that were taken.  Three hundred and fifty-eight. Actually, more than 300 portions of pumpkin porridge were taken away. There were more than 200 chefs on the scene, but the number of pumpkin porridge portions exceeded 50% of the total number of people. The second-ranked one  The black pepper veal steak is quite rare for more than a hundred people, but the average person drinks more than a bowl of this simple pumpkin porridge?  For a long time, Master Shen ignored the factional disputes, looked at Master Lin who was closest to him, and asked in a low voice: "Lin, did you drink that pumpkin soup?" Master Lin glared at him dissatisfied, and also lowered his voice.  The voice whispered: "I'm just a little curious. I tasted a bowl at the beginning. It was salty and quite fragrant." Master Shen opened his eyes wide and looked at him in surprise. His voice unknowingly amplified: "That's not right.  Ah, the pumpkin porridge I drank is obviously sweet, although it is also very fragrant." The two chefs stared at each other, and finally snorted in unison and turned their heads together.  Little Andrew touched his chin and poked George VIII in front of him: "Hey, how many bowls have you eaten?" George VIII coughed twice, made a fist with his right hand, blocked his mouth, and said sheepishly: "Drink hard.  "Twelve bowls." Little Andrew blinked and slapped George VIII on the shoulder: "I'll go, you didn't eat anything but pumpkin porridge, right?" The tips of George VIII's ears turned red and he stammered.  He said: "Hey, how can I eat some seafood salad?" Little Andrew shrugged his shoulders and looked at Yu Jianli, who said neatly: "Eight bowls." The others understood what Little Andrew meant and reported one after another.  He counted the number of bowls he drank: "five bowls", "three bowls", and "six bowls". Little Andrew quickly calculated in his mind. Adding them all up, there are almost more than fifty bowls. Well, excluding their foodie support group.  Even though he lost the number of pumpkin porridge, 8 still won by a huge advantage. He suddenly felt at ease, formed a trumpet with his hands, and shouted loudly towards the field: "88!!" Suman raised his head and smiled at the opponent.  Chef Sun waved his hand proudly towards Master Chen: "Chengcheng, may I ask what day you plan to salute?"  You must inform me one month in advance. The banquet reservations in our hotel are very popular." Master Chen snorted twice, but he was still dissatisfied. He muttered: "Why did a pumpkin porridge win the championship?" Master Sun laughed.  He picked up the microphone and said, "Why don't we ask Master Su to explain to everyone what's so special about her pumpkin porridge.  " After a pause, Master Sun added: "I drank a bowl of porridge at the beginning. It was salty, delicious and fragrant. I drank another bowl towards the end, but the taste became sweeter and very fragrant.  " Before he finished speaking, he caused an uproar in the crowd. The young chefs all looked at the girl standing in front. The young faces were full of astonishment. A bowl of pumpkin porridge actually came out.  So many tricks? Suman smiled, "I would like to add that Chef Sun only drank two bowls, so he only tasted two flavors. In fact, my pumpkin porridge has three flavors.  " The words shocked everyone. If it was said that Chef Sun's words just caused a commotion among the young chefs, then Suman's words now made the chefs stand up one after another, leaning forward slightly, staring at the slender man in front of them.  Little Andrew raised his eyebrows and looked at George VIII beside him: "George, how many flavors have you tasted?  " George VIII looked depressed: "I only drank twelve bowls of salty porridge." He was afraid that Suman would lose, so he poured twelve bowls of pumpkin porridge into his stomach as soon as he came on stage. Suman picked up the pumpkin at hand,  Demonstrating on the spot, he chuckled and said: "Buffets always give people the illusion that the food is endless, so you have to eat as hard as you can to get back your money.  " "Actually, the earliest buffet in Europe and America was a product of the social season. In Europe in the last century, there has always been such a custom. After aristocratic girls turned eighteen, they would be formally introduced into the social circle to participate in the social season.  The event, from April to August, consists of one dance after another for four full months.  ¡± Suman¡¯s voice was soft and soothing. As she narrated, the chefs seemed to see a scene of a European palace in the 18th century. Girls and ladies were wearing fluffy cake skirts, showing beautiful shoulders, and tall and straight figures.  The young gentlemen were dancing together. Little Andrew touched his chin, "What does the buffet have to do with the social season?  Why didn't I notice.  " King George VIII glanced at his friend and said disapprovingly: "I'm afraid youI must have been hiding in the back garden with a certain countess at that time." The two people glared at each other, and Jean frowned and said, "Social season, what is that?  " Little Andrew raised his chin, and the sense of superiority that he couldn't show off in front of George VIII instantly swelled. He said with regret: "Hey, a country bumpkin is a country bumpkin. At most, he can pretend to be a cowboy with a gun.  " Before he finished speaking, there was a buzzing in his ears. Little Andrew almost jumped up. He habitually covered his ears and stared at Jean: "Damn it, what are you doing?  " Rang blew on the muzzle of the gun: "The new gum bullets are the best for close range aiming. Do you like it?  " King George VIII turned his head silently and sat upright. Compared with Little Andrew who could scream, the one who didn't scream was obviously more terrifying. The whole audience was fascinated by this. Master Chen approached Master Sun and whispered  Said: "This little Master Su is really not easy. Everyone can cook the dishes, but it is very rare to be able to study the history behind it." Master Sun thought of what A Liu told Su Man and introduced it to the foodie group.  The wonderful explanation of Tianxianglou¡¯s dishes, I thought, I¡¯m afraid it¡¯s more powerful than you think. This girl picked it up at her fingertips, and she clearly studied it deeply. Suman¡¯s voice echoed in the empty warehouse, and the lingering sound was faint: ¡°Obviously,  Formal dinners with long tables are no longer suitable for dances, so the buffet model is introduced - sumptuous videos are placed around the dance floor. When the ladies are tired from dancing, they can grab a piece of cake or a glass of wine.  wine, and then onto the dance floor again.  "Suman's tone increased and he emphasized: "So the original intention of the buffet is definitely not to make people eat until they are full, but to cushion their stomachs." Master Chen had already praised Suman in private, but he was still a little dissatisfied. As long as he thought of his son,  My wedding was going to be held at my old enemy¡¯s hotel. I felt a tightness in my chest and couldn¡¯t help but said loudly: ¡°What does this have to do with the pumpkin porridge you made?  "Suman was startled and laughed: "Of course it does matter. Our buffet here does not have a dance party for everyone to consume energy, and the food is so dizzying that no one wants to give up. I guess everyone will end up eating until they are full." Chen  The master had an embarrassed look on his face. He quietly sat up straight and retracted his protruding round belly. Suman pointed at the pumpkin that she had cut into small pieces. She sharpened her knife and chopped wood without missing a beat.  In just one sentence, the pumpkin has been cut into pieces: "As we all know, porridge is the most nourishing to the stomach. First, it is easy to digest. Second, the rice paste hangs on the stomach wall, forming a protective film. Before overeating, it gives yourself  Put a layer of armor on your stomach and drink a bowl of delicious salty porridge. Isn¡¯t it very delicious?¡± Suman deliberately pronounced the last sentence in Cantonese, which made the chefs at the judges¡¯ table burst into laughter.  The atmosphere suddenly calmed down. Suman put the pumpkin into the blender and said with a smile: "In our traditional Chinese food, when making pumpkin porridge, we steam the pumpkin first, then flatten it with a frying spoon, and add water to boil it. Now we use Western food.  The blender can smash the whole pumpkin, and the pumpkin porridge will have a more delicate texture.  " "There is a dish in Chinese food that everyone must be familiar with, salted egg yolk and pumpkin. It tastes salty and sweet, and is very classic. So, why can't salted egg yolk be added to pumpkin porridge?  " Suman said, flexibly peeling off two salted duck eggs with his slender fingers, and put the egg yolks into the porridge, "In order to increase the consistency, we'd better add another spoonful of glutinous rice flour - " As Suman  With his movements, the originally thin pot of pumpkin porridge quickly became thicker, and the golden porridge noodles began to bubble, and each golden porridge bubble was pushed out¡ª¡ª Master Chen swallowed  He took a sip and said, "Why do I suddenly want to drink pumpkin porridge?"  " Master Sun licked his lips, "Me too." Suman poured out all the pumpkin porridge, quickly washed the cooking pot, and with a smile, cut a bunch of pumpkins out, pointed at the pumpkins and said: "Okay, these  It¡¯s the pumpkin porridge in the middle of the buffet. By this time, everyone has often tasted some greasy meals such as steak and foie gras, so it will be very comfortable to drink something light.  Su Mansu raised her hand, and the rice in her hand flowed down between her fingers: "I added rice to this pumpkin porridge, smashed it and cooked it together. Rice porridge is the best way to relieve greasiness, and with a little sweetness of pumpkin, it is the best to eat at this time.  Nothing better.  "Master Chen nodded repeatedly after hearing this, "That's the truth." Master Sun sighed softly: "Hey, it's a pity that I only ate one bowl each of the front and back.  "Suman smiled brightly, put the cooked rice cereal aside, pointed to the last pumpkin piece and said softly: "At the end of the day, everyone was full. In other words, the salt intake was enough.  It's so heavy that my mouth is so heavy that I almost have no sense of taste. Only a bowl of sweet and soft pumpkin porridge can soothe my mouth and tongue.  ¡± ¡°Almost all desserts add milk, do we have a better choice?  "Suman asked with a smile, and gently poured the whipped cream in his hand.The milky white liquid quickly mixed with the golden porridge¡ª¡ª
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