"Di Lingxing people are far more enthusiastic about dim sum than other dishes. So in Di Lingxing, the ultimate criterion for measuring the strength of a chef is the level of dim sum production." Yu Zhibo explained, "So Di Lingxing The Shura Field, once known as the pastry chef. Can be the apex of the pastry chef at Earth Spirit Star. Can you imagine how powerful Lan Xiaosong will be in dessert production?"
"Then what shall we do?" After hearing Yu Zhibo's introduction, Xia Muyao was also a little worried. "Can anyone on our side be able to compete with Lan Xiaosong?"
"In this round, let me meet this Di Ling's first pastry chef!" Feng Ying'er said with a smile.
"Ying'er!" Yu Zhibo glanced at Feng Ying'er and said, "It seems that you are the only one on the court, and there is still a chance of winning."
"Don't worry! Just leave it to me!" Feng Ying'er said, slowly walking to the center of the stage.
Feng Ying'er's appearance immediately caught everyone's attention. You must know that the charm of Fenglian Star's first beauty is unparalleled!
"Xiaosong! It seems that the game has not started yet, you have already lost!" Xin Zijian looked at Feng Ying'er, who was like a lotus flower, and smiled at Lan Xiaosong.
"What about it? It looks good and can't be eaten!" Lan Xiaosong said angrily.
"I remember you didn't say that before." Xin Zijian squeezed his throat and learned from Lan Xiaosong's words, "This girl is naturally beautiful, how about eating by her face."
"Be careful that I tear your mouth!" Lan Xiaosong glared at Xin Zijian, "I'm going to the game!" After speaking, she also stepped onto the game object.
"This time the'Late Night Restaurant' sent Feng Ying'er contestant." Tong Fei looked at Feng Ying'er's profile and was a little surprised. The total score of the senior chef exam has reached s grade."
"Yes, in fact, the Food Alliance made an evaluation of Feng Ying'er. Her true strength should be around the super three-star." Han Mantang said.
"Samsung Super Chef! Then it seems that Feng Ying'er's player's strength can indeed compete with Chef Lan." Tong Fei said.
"Difficult!" Han Mantang's face was filled with helplessness, "If it is to compete with other dishes, the Feng contestant has a chance to win. But it is a pity that Lan Xiaosong is the champion from the "Dim Sum Star" Earth Spirit Star. Pastry chef!"
"What?" Tong Fei was also shocked.
"Yes, her dim sum skills may not even be comparable to her. In this round, it is difficult for the'Late Night Restaurant' to win!" Han Mantang said with a bit of bitterness.
"Are you Feng Ying'er?" Lan Xiaosong said coldly while looking at Feng Ying'er opposite.
"Yes, what's the matter?"
"I just want to tell you that making dim sum can't be done just by looking beautiful." Lan Xiaosong said sourly, "Dim sum, dim sum. The most important thing is the heart!"
"Really? I was taught." Feng Ying'er smiled. "But if Miss Lan is obsessed with those insignificant things, does she still have that kind of heart?"
"You!" Lan Xiaosong was speechless for a while, "Well, I won't compete with you. I will let you see the difference in strength in this game."
"If the two sides have no objections, the game will begin!" the referee announced.
The two sides walked through the door of Congjin Hyperspace in unison.
"What are these two going to do?" Tong Fei began to mobilize the audience's interest again.
In a short while, Lan Xiaosong was the first to return from the hyperspace door, and saw that the golden wheat in her hand turned out to be.
"What is Chef Lan doing with so much wheat?" Tong Fei asked.
"This is the top "Yunmai" in the Triad Galaxy, the best of wheat." Han Mantang explained, "It seems that Lan Xiaosong is preparing to make pasta."
At this time, Feng Ying'er also returned to the cooking table. There was a basket in her hand with various colorful fruits.
"The Feng Ying'er contestant has collected so many fruits, what is the intention?" Tong Fei was very curious.
"These fruits are the fruits from the previous production of'Rainbow Soju'. These fruits can be regarded as the top grade in the triad galaxy, but the texture of the'Yunmai' is also very different." Han Mantang said, "I want to rely on these materials. It seems to be a little insufficient against Lan Xiaosong!"
Unexpectedly, Feng Ying'er took out a huge grain of rice from the dimension bag.
"How come there are such big grains of rice?"
"That is!" Han Mantang was also a little surprised, "This should be the'muhe rice' discovered by the Cosmic Drifting Group on the planet of the neighboring galaxy!"
"This is'muhe rice'!" Tong Fei said in surprise, "I've heard that its taste is not only delicious and refreshing, but also can fill your stomach with just a little bit. But its current price is about the same as gold, no I thought that contestant Feng Ying'er could get such ingredients."
"You don't know that the'Meng Yuan' where she is is an explorer of the Haiya Star. And Mu Hemi was also passed to the triple galaxy because of them!" Han Mantang said, "In our eyes, the wood is as precious as gold. He Mi' may not be any different from ordinary rice in their eyes."
"I have never seen the cooking made by'Muhe Mi', so I look forward to it!" Tong Fei said.
At this time, Lan Xiaosong also took out a mysterious object and put it directly into the already kneaded dough. The dough swelled up suddenly and fermented in an instant.
"It's worthy of being the'Star of Dim Sum', and there is an old face that has been passed down for thousands of years." Han Mantang couldn't help but admire.
Looking at Feng Ying'er again, she just used a knife to cut off some debris from the "muhe rice" and placed it in a small dish, so she didn't care about it anymore. Then the ingredients that Feng Yinger brought out surprised everyone present. What she put on the cooking table was Lan Yuxing's ordinary potatoes.
"I'm not mistaken! The Feng Ying'er contestant only took out potatoes. What on earth does she want to do?" Tong Fei was puzzled.
"You are wrong, that is not an ordinary potato. It is the'fairy potato' in the high-level area of the Royal Hunting Ground." Han Mantang said.
"'Fairy Potatoes'! What exactly is that?" Tong Fei suddenly became interested.
"Oh, it's still potatoes!"
The audience at the scene listened to Han Mantang's explanation and almost didn't faint.
"Elder Han, this should still be a bit particular!" Tong Fei asked, resisting the urge to hit someone.
"Of course, otherwise, how would it be called a'fairy potato'!" Han Mantang smiled.
"Why is that?" Tong Fei's curiosity was once again caught in her throat.
"Because the potato grows in the place where Yunshan Mist is like a fairy, it is called'Xianxian Potato'." Han Mantang paused, "In fact, it is no different from ordinary potatoes."
"Boom!" Tong Fei couldn't help it anymore, and fell directly to the ground.
However, despite the commotion in the commentary, the game still has to go on.
At this time, Lan Xiaosong took out a metal stick from his package and began to knead the dough.
"It turned out to be a rolling pin made by'Yan Yao', so amazing." Yu Zhibo couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Isn't it just a heavier and more expensive stick? Where is the power?" Xia Muyao asked disapprovingly.
"Mu Yao, you have to know that every pastry chef will have a stick of his own." Yu Zhibo said.
"I know! For example, your'Dianhai'."
"And that Lan Xiaosong's stick used'Yan Yao' for a reason." Yu Zhibo asked Xia Muyao, "Mu Yao, you know very well about weapon forging. Can you see the mystery?"
Xia Muyao looked at the stick in Lan Xiaosong's hand, and it turned out to be bright red.
"I see, her stick is using the characteristics of'Yan Yao'." Xia Muyao saw the door, "'Yan Yao' can generate high heat through fighting qi. As long as it is well controlled, that stick can indeed become a sharp tool for cooking. ."
"Yes, to make bread or other pastries, you need hands or tools to maintain an optimal temperature. Generally, it needs to be several degrees higher than the body temperature." Yu Zhibo said, "Then Lan Xiaosong actually uses this method to ensure that the dough is kneaded. quality."
Lan Xiaosong finished rolling the dough with a stick, and then began to rub it with both hands. At this time, something strange happened again. The dough that had not been added with water actually formed a thin layer of ice on it.
"Hands of Frost!" Han Mantang was taken aback when he recovered his calm commentary.
"What is the Hand of Frost?" Tong Fei asked.
"When cooking dim sum, sometimes it needs to be processed at low temperature. But no matter what method is used, it is not as good as a chef's hand." Han Mantang explained, "I didn't expect this Lan Xiaosong to have both ice and fire. Dim sum skills. This is a rare wizard in a century!"
"It turned out to be like this! Now the pressure has been thrown on the player Feng Ying'er." Tong Fei said.
"This shadow is hard to handle!" Yu Zhibo's face was embarrassed, "That Lan Xiaosong is also in the'realm of water', and her water control ability is also very exquisite. I really underestimate her, she is compared to Zuo Jin. It's not inferior!"
"Don't worry, Ying'er sister will have a way." Raina said.
"It's not easy!" Yu Zhibo said, "First of all, she must have a pastry chef's stick. But she is not good at using sticks!"
As soon as Yu Zhibo's voice fell, countless ribbons suddenly appeared in Feng Ying'er's hand. Her eyes condensed, and the ribbons were directly squeezed into a colorful stick.
"A stick made with mental strength?" Yu Zhibo said in surprise.
Now with the stick, Feng Ying'er started her own performance. The "fairy potato" on the cooking table automatically rises to mid-air, and automatically peels the skin when there is no external force. Urgently holding the long stick in Feng Ying'er's hand, she began to grind the peeled potatoes into powder in the air.
"Unexpectedly, this potato could still rise. It is indeed a'fairy potato'!" Tong Fei said happily.
"Where is the'fairy potato'!" Han Mantang said, "Anchor Tong, you can see clearly! That is the mental power of the Fenglian Stars."
"I see!"
"Unexpectedly, this Feng Ying'er also has some means." Seeing Feng Ying'er's strong performance, Lan Xiaosong's face also showed a trace of tension, "But in the dim sum, I won't lose to anyone."