Asiléo is a very pure Italian, and like all Italian chefs, he loves pasta and pizza frantically.

Because these two delicacies can be paired with tomato sauce, to be precise, what Arecio loves more is actually tomato sauce...

If there is national sauce in Italy, it must not be the soy sauce that you step on with your feet, but the red, yellow, sour and sticky tomato sauce.

In the eyes of Italians, any food that adds tomato sauce will immediately turn into magic and become supreme delicacies.

As long as there is an Italian restaurant, the chef will definitely see the frustrated waiter coming over to complain.

‘That damn Italian has quit the meal again, he insists on adding tomato sauce to your dish, and says that the 'stinky salmon' without tomato sauce is soul-deficient...’

These stubborn Italians will most likely encounter the same fate in Chinese restaurants, or be blacklisted by chefs or driven out by angry waiters. Get out, damn ketchup!

The Italian who loves the art of life and peace is completely different from the tyrant who participated in World War II.

On the battlefield, they successfully dragged down important battles in a unique way by the Italians, making their allies, the Germans, jumped their feet.

This spirit was passed down to Asiléo's generation, which made him not really pay much attention to the win or loss of the game.

What he wants to do is to show his understanding of food so that judges from all over the world can understand that the best tomato sauce is not a finished product sold in supermarkets, even the tomato sauce imported from the food kingdom of China!

There are many types of pasta, mainly because the noodles used are different, including thicker and hollow macaroni, as thin as hair, 'angel's hair', with twill, straight and thread-shaped...

But in the eyes of an Italian, pasta is actually divided into two types: one is the deliciousness of ketchup, and the other is the garbage without ketchup.

So after Ye Qing shook and 50% of the time, stretching out the dragon whisker face as thin as his hair countless times, Asilion nodded with appreciation, not thinking that this was amazing.

In his opinion, what is really great is the sauce he made with shrimp meat black truffle and fresh tomatoes.

The Italian cooking skills are mainly reflected in his cooking skills in boiling tuna sauce and his "amazing" skill in cutting Mediterranean sweet shrimps as thick as a thumb into chopped shrimps, as well as his ability to accurately feed the ingredients like a textbook and put black truffle and tomato sauce at the right time.

In the shocked eyes of the Chinese judges, the Italians stirred expensive black truffles and tomatoes into a pot of pasty things.

And the precious black truffle successfully suppressed a possible fishy smell from shrimp meat and tuna sauce, and finally highlighted the flavor of fresh tomatoes.

When Asilion gave this 'angel's hair' to the judges with satisfaction, except for a few judges from the West, many judges showed a heartache expression and wanted to give him a middle finger.

They feel sorry for the expensive black truffles,

At the same time, I feel sorry for the angels.

This must be an unfortunate angel who was sent to the tomato sauce by Ascireo, a stubborn guy, and took a shower...

The Italians showed a slightly proud smile, and the judges were shocked!

And the King of Zhou, the Chinese King of Zhou, hasn’t even started to take action yet?

His pretty female assistant is still kneading dough, and his expression is as frustrated as an illegal worker who is squeezed by his boss!

"Well......"

Cai Chongjiu glanced at the Italian incomprehensible. As the newly appointed chief judge, he needed to perform his duties.

"Asileo player, can you explain why you put the black truffle and tomato together into a sauce?

There are also tuna and shrimp meat... these are all good ingredients, but they can easily cause taste confusion. Don’t you know?"

It’s not easy for Lao Cai. In fact, he and many Chinese judges have common ideas. Let this Italian who loves to put tomato sauce in everything they do, get out of here!

As the main judge, he must be very patient, and even because of his poor English, he must give Italians more smiles...

"Haha, dear Mr. Master Jury, you will know just by taking a bite!

After the expensive black truffle absorbs the fishy smell of shrimp and tuna, the fresh tomato flavor becomes the theme of this dish!

The wonderful tomato taste is something that even angels cannot refuse.

Under this delicious taste, the chaotic taste and other things do not exist at all!”

"Oh, OK..."

Cai Chongjiu was too lazy to say anything. After tasting half a bite of noodles, his only idea was to feel worthless for those expensive black truffles.

There is no suspense in his opinion in this game.

Will there be any unexpected results in a boxing match between adult men and kindergarten girls?

The only suspense is whether the "soy sauce noodles" made by Zhou Dong in one and a half hours can restore the taste in his memory.

If Zhou Dong really succeeds, he will not be a waste of his trip to Xiangjiang this time. The "deal" he always makes with Chinese cooking food is worth it.

***

The angry Lu Luxin was no longer angry now. As she kneaded and kneaded the noodles, she found that this was actually a very happy thing.

The happiness is caused by her learning a lot during the kneading process.

She was the one who kneaded the dough, but Zhou Dong was the one who kneaded the dough.

Lu Luxin still can't believe what she saw with her own eyes.

There were more than a dozen kinds of flour in front of Zhou Dong. While talking to her, he also added water to Chu and Erhe...

He put more than a dozen kinds of flour into the basin at different times in different portions, and at the same time, he also had to control the amount of water added.

Finally, I had to use more than a dozen flours with different dough dough, which had different dough dough. The hand-light basin was shiny and smooth, and it was done in one go, which made her, the old Su Chu stunned, thinking that Zhou Dong could definitely match three or five "white-faced young men" with one hand.

"When I make Goubuli, I also use three or four kinds of flour. Because the flour produced in different places has different natures, some are strong and have a strong wheat aroma, which can add color to Goubuli buns.

It is actually risky to use "mixed noodles" to make pastry like this.

Goubuli at least half-dried noodles, and then he had to put it in a cage and steam it afterwards. There was no problem with this operation, but if it was replaced, it would be completely different if it was this 'soy sauce noodles'."

Zhou Dong pushed the kneaded dough to Lu Luxin and said, "This 'soy sauce noodles' is simple to use, but the noodles are not simple to use.

The dozen flours I chose each have their own strengths, but after they are combined, some problems will arise... "

"Oh, what's the problem?"

Lu Luxin was not from Bai's family and was very curious when she heard this.

"The 'soy sauce noodle' cooks raw noodles, without any dough-making process. After more than a dozen flours are mixed together, it is actually difficult to perfectly integrate because of the different dough properties and different doughs.

I have tried my best to eliminate the differences between flour during the live flour phase, but after all, the time is too short and I can't do it perfectly.

So this dough seems complete, but in fact it is like a patient with blocked meridians all over the body. He needs massage and acupuncture to open up the blocked meridians for him.

Let you knead dough for an hour, it’s not that I deliberately couldn’t get along with you, but that the process should be softer as much as possible so as not to damage the dough!”

"Isn't it better for you to knead than me? I'm not from a vain, you are the famous Zhou noodles king."

"That's different. Women are gentle. Don't underestimate this dough, it also has a soul..."

"Just just mess with you."

Lu Luxin naturally would not believe Zhou Dong's tricks, but when she heard Zhou Dong praise her gentleness, she was still a little happy and stopped resisting.

‘One, knead it, knead it to the heart of the dough,

Second, I'm rubbing my sister...'

Kneading dough was a chore, but according to Zhou Dong's guidance, Lu Luxin's slender hands were inserted and lifted lightly and heavily, and gradually got to the rhythm.

What surprised her was that Zhou Dong seemed to have a pair of perspective eyes. Whenever she pointed out the parts she needed to knead hard, it was indeed the place where the mixed surface was intersecting. It was often soft on the outside and hard on the inside, like a nucleus, and it was broken and rubbed open by her one by one. This sense of accomplishment was simply exaggerating!

As the whole dough was gradually kneaded open by her, the "Boss Flower" seemed to have transformed into a young flower girl. She felt secretly happy and couldn't help but hum.

‘I rub, I rub, I soft...’

Before she knew it, an hour passed, and the large core convex hard spots in the mixed dough were rubbed open one by one.

Her hands also became very sensitive. She felt that there should be some "problem points" the size of sesame seeds hidden in the dough, but it could no longer be eliminated by her continuing to knead the dough.

"Help me peel a few green onions from Dongshan Province, prepare hot oil, and leave the rest to me!"

Zhou Dong pulled the basin and gently picked it up with his hands. The dough half the size of a millstone suddenly flew out of the basin.

"Good boy, it really didn't disappoint me!

For this reason, I always owe a favor to Chinese cooking food, which is worth a lot!"

The kitchen area where the contestant is located is open. Just now, Lu Luxin lowered her head to knead the dough. Although it took a while, it was still normal and would not attract many people's attention. Zhou Dong suddenly used clever force to pick the noodles out of the basin, which immediately attracted the attention of countless people.

Cai Chongjiu's eyes lit up, and he unconsciously remembered the scene from that year.

Although the chef Hu Shenshen was not as exaggerated as Zhou Dong, he also patted and beat the basin and used many methods to deal with the dough.

The combination is just like a person who is sick. Not everyone can understand this principle, but he is one of the people who understand it.

"The King of Zhou is the King of Zhou. Look at this ball of dough that is played with by others, you can win the first place!"

Yi Dong, the two elders of Yi Dong who have been paying attention to Zhou Dong, are all stunned. Once this guy becomes high-profile, he will be like "Xiu'er".

"Idol! Come on!"

Ye Qing was even more excited to forget his identity. As an Italian assistant, he cheered Zhou Dong on the spot.

Under the gaze of countless people, the dough was taken in Zhou Dong's hand and pulled it quickly for a few times. I don't know how it was made, but it was slowly spread out in the air.

I saw that it turned from thick to thin to large, and eventually it turned into a piece of dough the size of a water tank.

Zhou Dong held the center of the dough with one arm and swung the dough with one arm, which turned out to be like a ice wheel. The lights of the field passed through the increasingly larger dough, reflecting the dough as thin as a cicada's wing, as if it was transparent glass!

Finally, it even transformed into a halo of light.
To be continued...