Almost everyone present knows about the need to be marinated before cooking steaks.

But Song Zixuan smeared the steak so much that they couldn't understand it.

Not to mention Cheng Hao, even the old people in the judges' seat were confused, at least in their perception, they had never seen such a person.

The folk fried steak is usually fryed with batter, but in such a tall and elegant palace, steak is used as a fried skewers?

This is so nonsense.

However, only Song Zixuan knows that ordinary batter will cover the surface of the food as the food becomes cooked.

Generally, a layer of crispy skin will form and have a better taste.

But such dishes are not as elegant as street snacks.

The beauty of Kequanmingshan bamboo glue lies in this. The paste formed by bamboo glue and fried Yunmai flour will be absorbed as the food becomes cooked.

This absorption is not fully absorbed, but semi-absorbing. Food will lock in moisture, especially meat, which is locked in juice, and it is tender and delicious.

Song Zixuan put two pieces of butter on the unheated fried plate and said, "Cheng Hao, let's fry the steak normally after a while. It's about five cents cooked, and must not be six cents."

“Yes, head teacher!”

At this time, Longteng Sihai had already formed a semi-finished product, and all you need was the chef to stew it.

The steak has also been successfully marinated, with only frying and placing.

As for the dumplings, the three-fresh filling of the bean flour has been prepared, and the dough made from Yunmai flour has also been prepared.

It can be said that for Song Zixuan's team now, even without Song Zixuan, three dishes can still be cooked.

The only difference can be said to be the temperature.

However, Song Zixuan trusts Cheng Hao and believes that with his cooking skills, there will be no problems with the heat.

Meanwhile, the ingredients of Ono's team's ingredients are just ready to be completed.

Compared to speed, they are already far behind.

After all, Song Zixuan has already reached half a century of dragons in the world, especially the most difficult scattered fish. Just talking about this step, Song Zixuan is already much faster.

At this time, the pot is served on both sides at the same time.

On the one hand, Ono took out a silver wok, and the surface of the wok was mirror-reflective.

The pot is not stainless steel, but iron, but what Minami Kei is most particular about is that kitchen utensils must be maintained. Every time they are used, they must be wiped as before.

Song Zixuan changed his wok.

The wok was placed on the stove, and the few people in the team were stunned.

The same goes for the people on the judging table.

There was only one person who was filled with a confident smile, so it was naturally Ling Zhen.

This is the purple cloud iron he gave to Song Zixuan, but he didn't expect that the kitchen utensils had been created so quickly and were so exquisite.

Song Zixuan touched the Ziyun Iron Wok and smiled slightly: "You should come on stage today, don't embarrass me!"

As he said that, he lit the fire and touched the inner surface of the pot.

The smooth and heavy feel is simply unsatisfactory. If it weren't for the competition, he would have wished he could touch it a few hundred times before he could be satisfied.

Since it is impossible to have only one stove in the cooking competition, many chefs are used to multi-line operation.

For example, it is normal to stew one dish while the subordinates are stir-frying other dishes at the same time.

So they all used the six-eye stove. Song Zixuan placed the Ziyun Iron Wok pan in the innermost part, and he started the pot again on the outermost part.

This time, he used a green iron pot and also took a phoenix-patterned fried spoon.

This phoenix-patterned fried spoon was given to him by the old man. At this time, Song Zixuan was also a four-year-old old man in his heart. He hoped to bring this fried spoon and drive the people of Ying back.

"Cheng Hao, I'll come first, you'll get there later!"

"yes!"

As he said that, Song Zixuan began to cook Longteng Sihai. For him, although Longteng Sihai had only been made twice, his proficiency was still extremely high.

After all, he has the foundation of Doulongmen, and after this understanding, his realm has been sublimated.

Cooking is nothing more than a combination of human actions, no longer a simple operation, but a complete integration.

Only at this time can you put down all rules and regulations, recipes, and rules.

And at this moment, Song Zixuan noticed that while Ono Jingichi was cooking, the other party also became the second chef.

The chef stood in front of the stove, fired, and put a few ingredients at will.

Song Zixuan smiled slightly, this...is the last chef who added it.

It seemed that the other party was about to start. Song Zixuan handed the Ziyun Iron Pot to Cheng Hao and said, "It's your turn!"

Sure enough, at this moment, the chef hit the bottom of the pot and countless sparks were shot out.

At the same time, the flame at the bottom of the pot melts into a burst point.

Bang! With a loud bang, a flame rushed towards Song Zixuan.

Seeing this, Ling Zhen and others opened their eyes wide.

Ouyang Fengyao said: "Fire Control? Humph, this kind of competition actually uses fire control? Mr. Nano, you disciple, should educate him well!"

Keizuna Minamino narrowed her eyes slightly: "Haha, cooking...it's cooking, and fire control is an inseparable ability. Why...you Chinese people can't? No, I remember that I learned this craft from China."

"My country of Chinese etiquette pays attention to etiquette both internally and externally. Fire control has long been abandoned by the chef."

"Is that right? Then there is nothing to do. Any struggle is the prey of the weak. If you throw away powerful means, you can only be beaten!"

While speaking, Kei Minamino clenched her fists, as if she had seen hope for victory.

At this time, Song Zixuan had just given the Ziyun Wok to Cheng Hao, but there was no time to control it, but Duanmu Yue stepped forward and immediately shot out a flame and rushed forward.

Seeing the strength of the flames, Song Zixuan smiled: "Yes, Duanmu, the fire control is quite fierce!"

Duanmu Yue smiled: "Is it possible that you are the only one?"

Seeing this, Kei Minami no glared at her eyes: "Hmph, didn't you say that Chinese people can't control fire?"

"Haha, it's not allowed. Nano, since your disciple is so rude, isn't it normal for us to fight back?"

Ling Zhen laughed.

Ouyang Fengyao nodded slowly: "It's true, but that girl's fire control seems to be very skillful, and Zixuan is full of talents."

"Hmph, then wait and see, the competition has just begun!"

The chef's first fire control was actually a test, and he tried his opponent's strength.

Duanmu Yue is not weak, but there is no panic in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Ono, it seems that you are going to take action!"

Upon hearing this, Ono Jing looked up at Song Zixuan: "Song Sang, I'm sorry!"

As he spoke, he suddenly slapped the wok, and a powerful flame suddenly formed, and as fierce as a pillar of fire as he attacked forward, he was extremely fierce!

Song Zixuan frowned and immediately released an equally powerful flame.

I saw him waving the phoenix pattern fried spoon, and the flames were divided in an instant and turned into two fire dragons, entangling the flames released by Ono Junichi.

Kei Minami noro's eyes widened, obviously not expecting that Song Zixuan's flames were so powerful.

Could it be that I underestimated the strength of young Chinese people? How could there be such a strong fire control...

He is worthy of being a disciple of Teacher Fang. It seems that the teacher’s true teachings are all on him.

Thinking of this, Kei Minamino said: "Hurry, Three Fire Formation!"

Upon hearing this, Ling Zhen shouted angrily: "Kei Minamino, if you are willing to judge, you should not be a judge or a coach!"

Keiri Minamino ignored it and continued to watch the situation on the field.

However, it seemed that after hearing Kei Minami, Ono took a step back and slapped the iron plate in front of him with a palm.

Many of the food in Japan are cooked on iron plates, and the flames under the iron plates are stronger than ordinary stoves.

The strength is three or four times stronger.

With a palm, the flames rose up along the edge of the iron plate and merged into a fireball in the sky.

The other chef also released two flames from the two stoves.

A fireball and two flames stagnated in the space for a moment, and then rushed to Song Zixuan frantically.

Such a fire was unprecedented, and all the onlookers in the field exclaimed.

This is nothing to cook, it’s just arson.

"This is a violation! You need to be sentenced to lose!" Ling Zhen stood up and shouted, "Damn it, I'm so angry!"

Kei Minami no smiled slightly, her face full of confidence.

"It's meaningless to speak with strength, the chef god is angry. You should learn from the calmness of the people of Yingguo!"
To be continued...