"The clear soup in the four pots of my house has been warmed up, and the pressure cooker is also starting to preheat." Zhao Si guarded the stove, his eyes always on the four pots of soup in front of him.

If you didn’t know in advance that the pot was clear soup, everyone would probably think it was filled with clear water.

"Tsk tsk...it's not even shiny at all."

Zhao Si was amazed in his heart, but unfortunately he was busy dealing with Siqin just now and had no chance to observe and study.

"Okay, turn to the first soup pot and turn to the high heat, turn to the other three soup pots in low heat, decreasing layer by layer, and keep the current temperature unchanged." Chen Chong was picking the last quail, looking at the progress, and it was approaching the end immediately, "Boss Li, where are you?"

"Dried scallops, sea cucumbers, diced squids, diced ham, diced mushrooms, shrimps, peas, and cooked glutinous rice are all ready." Although the air conditioner is turned on in the venue, Fatty Li's body shape and some busy work, his clothes have already become wet. The rhythm of his speech seems to be in a state of irritation.

"Put all the ingredients in a bowl and add salt and rice wine to mix into filling." Chen Chong said these words and never stopped his movements. Because the quail was too small, his hand holding the knife was completely afraid to shake or tremble, and he was extremely focused.

The more high-end the dish, the more you pay attention to the quality and taste of the ingredients themselves, and this is even more so for the Sisetbao.

Whether it is the main ingredient duck, chicken, pigeon, quail, or the auxiliary ingredient dried scallops, sea cucumber, squid, ham, mushrooms, shrimp, peas, and glutinous rice, you must choose the best and most suitable one. Because most of the taste of this dish comes from the original flavor of the ingredients, and finally connect it to a dish with exquisite cooking techniques.

"Done!"

"Done!"

When Chen Chong took out the last bone in the quail's body, Fatty Li also mixed the auxiliary ingredients into filling, and then the two of them said in unison.

"What should I do next?" Zhao Si glanced at the time above, with about 5 minutes left, which was very urgent.

"You guys help me find a metal bracket and a metal plate, and then prepare a casserole."

"OK!"

Zhao Si and Fatty Li went straight to the ingredient area without saying a word, where there were not only ingredients, but also a variety of containers.

Seeing this, Chen Chong didn't make any trace of ink. He put the mixed filling into the quail's belly, put it in the first soup pot with the highest temperature and leaching it out of the blanch. He then adjusted the temperature of the second soup pot to the highest, turned the third soup pot to medium heat, and turned the fourth soup pot to medium heat.

The process is very fast because the temperature of the clear soup is already very high. After only about thirty seconds of quails being put into the pot, blood foam appeared on the soup noodles, and the skin and flesh gradually changed color and tightened.

Chen Chong was quick-witted and took out the quail and put it into the pigeon's belly. Then he put it in the second soup pot to leache into the bleeding foam, and adjusted the temperature of the third soup pot and the fourth soup pot.

This is a trick to confiscate the four treasures, because if all poultry is blanched in advance, the meat will lose its toughness and it is impossible to confuse them layer by layer.

"Finished." At this time, Zhao Si and the others who went to find the container successfully returned.

"Wash the container, then put the metal bracket into the pressure cooker, pour a certain amount of clear soup, and the height should not exceed the bracket." Chen Chong said.

"Are you planning to steam dishes in a pressure cooker?" Fatty Li looked strange. Although the pressure cooker can do this, if the time is not controlled properly, it is easy to steam the whole dish.

"I also want to steam slowly, but time does not allow it, so we must take risks." Chen Chong said without changing his face.

The so-called time is not allowed, but because of some delay, it is not that the dish of Sibao needs to be steamed for several hours, thirty minutes... It is definitely not enough.

After the order was finished, the pigeon that was blanching in the second pot was almost the same. Chen Chong quickly picked it up and put it into the chicken's belly just like before.

It is worth noting that during the process of condom, you need to be neatly condom, with legs to legs and tail to tail. If it is not neat enough, the taste will be different after the pot is released.

Although this difference is negligible, which chef doesn't want diners to taste the most perfect taste?

Two minutes later, all four soup pots on the stove were taken away by Fatty Li, leaving only the pressure cooker and the casserole. After the casserole was dried, half a pot of water was filled with it. No, half a pot of clear soup.

From beginning to end, except for the first time when using clean water when cleaning ingredients, the soup made by Chen Chong was used throughout the process, which was a luxury.

Chen Chong used a chicken sausage bamboo shoot to tie the opening of the duck that was put on the outermost and placed it in a large metal bowl that Zhao Si brought.

However, before this, Zhao Si had already put a layer of green onion and ginger on the bottom of the bowl. Chen Chong only needed to add some clear soup and put it under the metal bracket in the pressure cooker. Finally, lock the lid on the pot and enter the steaming stage.

At this time, all three of them were waiting anxiously and had nothing to do.

"This 'four treasures' really opened my eyes." Fatty Li took the opportunity to sigh.

Although I have seen Chen Chong's cooking skills before, I am in the restaurant kitchen, without time limits and environmental pressure, and my whole body is in a very relaxed state.

Today is different. Chen Chong, who was doing his best, gave them a great impact. From the selection of ingredients to the assignment of work, from the cooking steps to the bone removal techniques, they are definitely the master level and are impeccable.

Chen Chong smiled and shook his head without responding, looking at the other two teams, wanting to see their completion.

However, what he didn't expect was that the players from the other two teams were standing in the work area like him and others, and they were all doing nothing.

When he noticed his gaze, Luo Feng and Wang Xing's pupils shrank slightly, and he immediately looked at each other and smiled without saying much.

Since you don’t see panic on the other person’s face, it means that each of you is very confident in your own dishes, at least time will not become an obstacle.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet, and only time was still passing by...

There are only ten minutes left before the game ends.

...

Food City Office.

Zhao Xiaokang sat behind his desk, and the newly changed computer screen on the table was playing the live broadcast of the "Cook God Competition". Of course, it was not the live broadcast of the "Animal Brothers", but the official live broadcast of the TV station.

‘Sorry, the user you are calling cannot be temporarily...’

Clang.

Zhao Xiaokang threw his cell phone on the table, his expression extremely gloomy.

Since last night, not only has the plan to "frame the blame" failed, but even Zhang Peng has inexplicably been unable to contact him! What's even more annoying is that the anchor Zhang Peng invited was almost stabbed to death in front of everyone during the live broadcast! In this way, it is difficult not to know about this matter!

Although the incident happened near the food street, the problem is that the food city is not far from the food street and must be implicated.

"Friends, there are still five minutes left before the competition ends..." The host's voice came from two small speakers on the table, one left and one right, and at the same time, three teams of contestants appeared on the screen in turn.

Luo Feng from Wangjiang Pavilion, Wang Xing from the Dashi Dynasty, and Chen Chong from the Food Street!

"Damn it!"

Zhao Xiaokang was so angry that he trembled all over. It seemed that everything was not going well since he saw Chen Chong!

No, not seemingly, but indeed.

Looking back carefully, since the provocation of street food in the United States that night, none of the subsequent things have been successful. Even now, he vaguely feels that the development of the situation is getting worse and worse and is not under control at all.

Click...

The office door was opened, but Zhao Xiaokang did not get angry, but rubbed his eyebrows and sat down. In the food city, there was only one person who could enter and exit the office at will without knocking on the door.

Sure enough, the door opened and the burly Du Wenlong walked in. When he saw Zhao Xiaokang behind the desk, his majestic face immediately frowned.

"Why haven't you been back to rest?"

"I can't sleep when I go back, so I might as well stay here." Zhao Xiaokang walked to the window, reached out and tilted the closed curtains. The bright sunlight outside was extremely dazzling.

"Your mental state is too bad." Du Wenlong frowned slightly.

"Is that so? I don't feel it." Zhao Xiaokang smiled and sat on the sofa to light a cigarette.

"If it is because of the competition, you don't have to worry. As long as I get the title of the chef god in the individual competition, the losses in the team competition can be completely negligible." Du Wenlong's face was calm, as if he was talking about an insignificant little thing.

"I'm sure I'll be relieved if you do it." Zhao Xiaokang let out a mouthful of smoke, "I'm just worried that the food street will affect our food city."

"Are you referring to the news this morning?"

"Yes." Zhao Xiaokang laughed at himself, "This incident also has a significant impact on the Food City."

"It does have an impact, but it also depends on what angle you understand." Du Wenlong shook his head.

"How do you say this?" Zhao Xiaokang was puzzled.

"It's easy to understand. It's like a Libra, and the food street and the food city are now standing at both ends of the Libra and being affected by last night's incident. But if you tilt this matter a little to the food street, the food city will gain the upper hand without any effort." Du Wenlong put his hands behind him, his eyes calm.

"Look?" Zhao Xiaolong was smart and immediately understood and immediately cheered up. "Brother Long means to make the food street a target of public criticism?"

"That's right." Du Wenlong nodded.

"But the question is, how to do such a serious matter?"

"The more serious the matter, the easier the operation." Du Wenlong smiled rare, "Now the murderer has not been caught, everyone wants to know who the murderer is, so let's create a 'murderer'."

"Creation? Does anyone believe it?" Zhao Xiaokang frowned.

"You don't need to consider whether anyone believes it, because it's their own problem." Du Wenlong continued to laugh and said, "The unknown is like the night. When people are in the dark, they don't think about what is around them, they just think about where there is light. As long as you create this light, you will naturally attract their attention and take the initiative to go."

"I understand." Zhao Xiaokang put out the cigarette butts and breathed a sigh of relief. The so-called authorities were confused and bystanders were clear. After Du Wenlong's guidance, the fog in front of him suddenly became clear, and even smiled for a long time.

"Do you feel good now?" Du Wenlong asked.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xiaokang smiled and shook his head, self-evident.

"I can only provide advice. You can think about it yourself."

"Don't worry, Brother Long, I've already figured out a way."

"That's good. If nothing happens, I'll still prepare for tomorrow's game."

"Okay." Zhao Xiaokang nodded, and when Du Wenlong was about to leave the room, he suddenly said: "Brother Long..."

"Hmm?" Du Wenlong turned around.

"Uh... Forget it, it's okay." Zhao Xiaokang originally wanted to talk to Du Wenlong about Zhang Peng's disappearance, but then he thought that Zhang Peng was his assistant and had no interaction with Du Wenlong, so he would not cause trouble for the other party.

Clang.

After Du Wenlong left, Zhao Xiaokang sat back in front of the computer and just saw the host on the screen announce the end of the game. While interacting with the audience, he also selected ten lucky audiences to join the appreciation stage.

"hehe.."
To be continued...