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Chapter 129: Confessions

A total of 8 xiaolongbao were made from these meat fillings, and then put into the xiaolongbao for steaming.

Everyone is busy making their own food, and no one has time to look at others.

But the five judges above saw their every move clearly.

From the choice of kitchen utensils to cooking techniques, the use of ingredients and some tips, you can see everything.

"Fu Jiaxu, Ding Ruyun and Fei Xiaomo performed pretty well," Guo Wenbo said.

Gu Changfeng nodded: "The three of them are familiar with the cooking table. They know where the various kitchen utensils are stored and the position of each seasoning. This saves the time of identification and makes them more comfortable."

Rowell said calmly: "We have secretly observed before that while the other nine people were introducing themselves, Fei Xiaomo had been getting familiar with her cooking table."

"After the others introduced themselves, they went to find trouble with Fei Xiaomo. Only Ding Ruyun and Fu Jiaxu did not, but returned to their respective positions to get familiar with each other." Ye Huasong said.

"The game is approaching, and they still want to start a verbal dispute." Guo Wenbo was first dissatisfied with the seven people.

"It's a pity that they have not studied in Changping Culinary Arts College, otherwise they would definitely know. On the first day of enrollment, the principal told us at the opening ceremony that we should not be distracted," said Luo Jialin, who graduated from Changping.

It's about to compete, but they are still in the mood to find trouble, which shows that from the bottom of their hearts, they don't take cooking seriously."

"For them, cooking may be just one of the skills to make a living, and it is not that important. When it comes to cooking, their hearts are not sincere and dedicated enough. Such a mentality is destined to make them unable to go further. Cooking

For them, in the end, it is nothing more than a tool to make a living."

Want to become a celebrity chef?

Want to own your own restaurant?

Want to have your own name in the world?

None of this is possible anymore.

The other four nodded in agreement.

Luo Jialin smiled and said to Ye Huasong: "Teacher, pastry is your home court."

Although the teachers in Changping have comprehensive requirements, since they are specifically responsible for teaching this course, the requirements must be higher.

Ye Huasong's eyes fell on Ye Fei: "I'm looking forward to it."

When the time is up, the countdown clock rings.

Everyone stopped moving.

10 people, according to the numbers assigned to them when grouping, send their dishes in front of the judges in order.

Unfortunately, Ye Fei was ranked No. 10 and was the last one to go.

But fortunately, the cage can protect the temperature of the food very well, so I don't have to worry about it.

No. 1, Lou Kangtai, served egg ravioli.

A dough made from eggs and flour, with egg yolk wrapped in the middle.

The characteristic of this dish is that when it is cut, the egg yolk in the middle should be fluid.

The judges understood that Lou Kangtai just saw Lowell there, so he wanted to do what he wanted, cook a Western dish, and find a shortcut to get a high score.

In fact, as long as it is really delicious, no matter what kind of cuisine it is, it will get high marks.

"It's quite satisfactory." Ye Huasong said lightly, "The fishy smell of the egg yolk has not weakened."

Lou Kangtai was unhappy and wanted to say that your taste is so sensitive?

Even with all the seasonings and soups added, you can still taste the fishy smell of egg yolks?
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