She came to a cake, which looked a little dark, like a chocolate cake, but looking at the texture and smell on the cake, Lin Ke Song knew it wasn't. First cut the cake with a knife to make sure that there is no filling inside, then Lin Kesong cut a thin piece.
When the sweet and waxy taste spread in her mouth, she was completely stunned.
I really never thought that carrots can be used to make cakes, and it is still such a delicious cake!
Croissant Lin wrote on his tablet: carrots, all-purpose flour, baking powder, baking soda, cinnamon, eggs, sugar, apples, walnuts, raisins, ginger, cloves, peppers, nutmeg.
While writing, she was surprised in her heart. She never thought that an ordinary cake would use so many spices and ingredients!
Both the taste and taste are so unique, the articulation is fragrant, and it does not match its ordinary appearance at all!
Just to bring the carrots together with the flavors of ginger, pepper, nutmeg, and a little more…
what is it then
When Lin Kesong frowned and thought, the tablet showed that her ranking dropped back to sixth place.
It really is a game!
Calm down, Lin Kesong!
She took a deep breath and told herself not to care about everything around her, including her ranking, the audience's comments, and the host's deliberately tense remarks in order to liven up the atmosphere.
It's salt!
How did she forget the salt
In many people's mind-sets, cakes are supposed to be sweet, so salt is never expected to be added to them!
After she wrote "salt", before submitting it, she suddenly thought how could there be no oil in the cake making
What oil is used in here? butter? olive oil
Omg! It's not that easy to taste at all!
Croissant Lin can only be considered based on the density and texture of the cake as well as the aroma.
It's not the smell of butter, it's not the smell of olive oil... What other oil would be used to bake a cake
Certainly not peanut oil and soybean oil, let alone sesame oil...
It's sunflower oil!
Although Lin Kesong hesitated, she still submitted her answer.
The system showed that her answer was correct, and she instantly rose from sixth to fourth. She knew that some of the contestants who were ahead of her must have answered incorrectly, so the ranking dropped.
Lin Kesong exhaled and continued to taste the food afterward.
These include a certain Mexican sauce, mushroom-stuffed and intricately spiced beef, French lamb confit, Chinese shrimp dumplings, and spring noodles, to name a few.
Her ranking suddenly dropped to the bottom third because she mistook the brown sugar in the English cream sponge cake for white sugar, and then because of the continuous taste of Provencal stew, lasagna, stuffed lanterns Pepper's ranking rose to fourth place.
She has seen almost every kind of dessert and every dish here in the cookbook Jiang Qianfan gave her.
But everything is not done according to the book or common sense, and there are always places that break the routine.
But this breakthrough is not unconventional, but reaches new heights at the level of taste.
If it wasn't for the competition, Lin Kesong doubted that he would open his arms and feast. What could be more attractive than the countless delicacies in front of him
When Annalise raised her wrist and struck the glass with her fork again, it meant that there was only one minute left in the game.
In one minute, Lin Ke Song can taste at least two dishes.
Some contestants have slowed down their tastings and become more cautious.
This period will be the moment when the rankings fluctuate the most. One careless, can fall from heaven to hell.
Lin Kesong knew that the difference between everyone was only a gap.
Lin Kesong still decided to give it a go.
She successfully tasted Kasuga pasta and Nice scones, ranking third.
Twenty seconds left.
Shall we stop here and settle for third place or... take the last chance
Lin Kesong glanced at all the dishes that had not yet been tasted, and focused on a plate of frozen film.
Its luster, its translucent texture reminded Lin Kesong of Jiang Qianfan's pea and shrimp jelly.
The tip of her tongue still remembered its taste, so unique and smooth, with perfect harmony, as if the original flavor of the ingredients was firmly locked.
Lin Kesong decided to bring the frozen film over, cut a piece from the middle, and put it into his mouth.
The main raw material of the frozen film is still the thick soup made from pork skin. But the protagonists of this dish are no longer prawns and peas, but scallops. What makes the aroma so unique is the slightly sautéed garlic. There are also water bean sprouts, egg whites, salt, pepper, and cardamom, cinnamon, coriander seeds, and turmeric powder, which are strong but not spicy. In the jelly, there is a taste of the sea wrapped around the scallops, showing a strong seaside style on the tip of the tongue.
Something must have been boiled with the pig skin... This ingredient comes from the ocean.
what is it then? kelp? Seaweed
Lin Kesong kept thinking in his mind, seeing that the time for the end of the game was coming.
When a certain ingredient crossed her brain, she wrote it down desperately: sea cucumber.
The moment she clicked submit, her unease seemed to burst from her chest.
When she saw her ranking rise from third to second, she almost didn't jump up like a rocket.
Even the uncle in the audience stood up and applauded, and the red banner became more conspicuous.
Annalise clapped her hands and motioned everyone to be quiet. According to the ranking displayed on the screen behind her, the introduction started from the tenth place.
When the third place was introduced, it was Nobuo Goto from Japan. He is an international student studying in the United States. He is two years younger than Lin Kesong. He looks serious and keeps people away.
"Nobuo Goto has always amazed me because he stayed in the top five from start to finish, with no big ups and downs, and went from fifth to third in the last five minutes. If I were you , I will focus on this calm opponent."
Lin Kesong looked at Nobu Goto's back. This guy stood up straight and looked very imposing.
"Second place is Lin Kesong from China! Everyone must think her name is easy to remember, right?" Annalise blinked at Lin Kesong, "Kesong's ranking fluctuates up and down, so let's face it. I really broke a cold sweat for her. But she can choose to continue answering the question in the last 20 seconds, which is very admirable. After all, in this crucial 20 seconds, if she answers incorrectly , is likely to plummet. Therefore, many contestants who are satisfied with their rankings choose to give up and continue to enjoy. Although I am not a professional judge, as the host of the competition, I am very optimistic about you!"
Lin Kesong smiled embarrassedly.
So who is the first
Lin Kesong wanted to know, who has the most superb taste buds among them
"Next, I will introduce the big winner of the first round, and also the contestant Timshy Wickert who got a perfect score!"
When a young and childish face appeared on the screen, applause broke out enthusiastically.
"Victor, tell everyone, your age!"
"Sixteen."
Victor showed a naive smile on the screen. Emerald-like eyes, light brown hair, high nose bridge and shy dimples, all make people instantly full of love.
"Sixteen? You're only sixteen!" Annalise looked at the audience, "I wonder if the audience members have counted how many kinds of food each contestant has on the table?"
Many viewers have stretched their necks and pointed with their fingers.
"There are a hundred, no more, no less. But Victor tasted 90 of them! This is equivalent to an average of 20 seconds, and Victor can identify all the ingredients and spices in a dish. Don't underestimate the food here, even the simplest pudding has hidden secrets." Annalise folded her arms and looked at Victor with the eyes of a monster, "I really want to know now, what did you do in the first place? , was selected as the top 10 on Rotten Tomatoes during the audition?"
Victor touched his nose embarrassedly, and that cuteness completely caught the attention of the audience.
"On the day of the audition, I was actually drawn by a friend as a foil. His cooking skills are much better than mine, but I didn't expect to be selected because my cooking was bad enough. This educates us not to You need to be the best, and sometimes the worst is an opportunity.”
The audience laughed.
"Victor, you still haven't explained the reason for your progress so fast!"
"Haha! Because my mentor is amazing!" Victor blinked.
"Okay, then wait until you enter the top three and reveal to us who your mysterious mentor is!"
Lin Kesong looked at Victor, the figure of this young man looked very confident, and the expression on his face did not seem to be participating in any competition, but a group activity of some teenage boys.
Although they didn't even say a word, Lin Kesong faintly sensed a genius-like aura from him.
Annalise announced the end of the first game of the "Master Show".
Despite Victor's extraordinary performance, Lin Kesong's performance should not be underestimated, and has attracted the attention of many opponents.
"The next game will be a day later. That is Wednesday, the time is still the same as today. Don't sleep in and oversleep! Today's game is just the beginning, and it's not even difficult. On Wednesday, the judges And the audience will testify your true abilities. Whether you get a score today or not, the next game may be reshuffled. Good luck!"
When Lin Kesong left the venue, her uncle and his friends excitedly held her up.
She exclaimed in mid-air, and every time she was thrown to the highest point, she looked for a figure in the crowd that left.
It's just disappointing every time.
Jiang Qianfan would never come to this place.
He has a lot to do. His new restaurant is up and running, and he'll be busy.
In addition, the mentors of other players did not come to the scene.
Just when the group of relatives and friends put Lin Kesong down, she didn't stand still because she was absent-minded and almost fell to the ground.
Someone stood in front of her, Lin Kesong's head slammed into the other's arms, his warm palms supported her shoulders and hugged her gently.
"what are you thinking about?"
The warm breath lingered in her ears along with the other party's slow voice.
"Still, who are you thinking about?" The elongated tone made people confused.
"Song Yiran!" Lin Kesong raised his face and met his smiling eyes.
"Hey, are you dissatisfied with me by calling me by my first and last name?"
"How is that possible!" Lin Kesong smacked his shoulder, "I just didn't expect you to come!"
"You are serious about this game, then of course I will support you. Otherwise what do you think I will do?"
"Order a bunch of flowers online, and choose 'pay on delivery' shamelessly. Make a pot of coffee, put your legs up, bask in the sun, and wait for me to call you and cry after I lose the game." Lin Kesong Happy to say.
Song Yiran frowned beautifully: "In your heart, I am such a man?"
"In my heart, you are a poisonous friend. But you are still very reliable at critical moments!"
Song Yiran chuckled lightly.
"Let's go! I'm home, Croissant! Uncle has missed you for the past three months! Uncle has shown you both! But I'm afraid you're used to the food made by the master, and the dishes made by uncle are not delicious!"
"How is that possible! I miss the little fried yellow beef you made, uncle!"
"I knew you wanted to eat this!" Uncle Lin looked at Song Yiran and said, "Come with Yiran too!"
"Of course, but I want to die and stew pig's feet with soybeans."
Lin Kesong looked at Song Yiran and couldn't imagine the way this guy gnawed on the pig's feet.
Back in her little pigeon cage, the smell in the room was so familiar that the careful uncle even changed the sheets for her, buried his head in it, and smelled the strong smell of the sun.
Burying his face in the quilt, what Lin Kesong thought of was Jiang Qianfan.
The video of the game will be aired tomorrow night after it has been produced.
But the competition committee should have informed him of the result of the game.
Will he be satisfied with her grades
Jiang Qianfan is a person who pursues perfection. Does he think she deserves the first place
No, no, he is a person who does not value fame and fortune. The perfection he pursues is based on taste, not a momentary win or loss.
"Crescent, the meal is ready! Come and eat!"
"coming!"
Lin Kesong came to the dining table in three or two steps, his uncle brought the plate to the dining table, and Song Yiran was placing the tableware and chopsticks, looking like a home.
There was a trot of high-heeled shoes running up the stairs.
Needless to say, Lin Kesong also knew that it was Lin Xiaoxue.
She pushed open the door, and the moment she saw Song Yiran's back, her eyes lit up.
"Cousin! I heard that you won the second place in the competition! That's amazing! What did you cook?"
Lin Xiaoxue did not approach Song Yiran directly as before, but knew how to use detour tactics and came to Lin Kesong's side, looking very close to her cousin.
"Aren't you alright this morning? Going to perm your friends with your friends doesn't even go to see your cousin's game." The uncle broke her down without mercy.
Lin Xiaoxue hurriedly took Lin Kesong's arm, sat down at the table with her, and said in a friendly tone, "The place where I get my hair done has been reserved a long time ago, if I don't go, I don't know what to do next time. Time to be in line. Cousin, are you not angry?"
Lin Xiaoxue's long eyelashes flickered in front of Lin Kesong, and Lin Kesong felt inexplicably funny.
False eyelashes look fake no matter what. Lin Ke Song is really not sure if male compatriots really like this kind of fake stuff
"It's okay, there are still several rounds to come."
"That's it! I heard that this competition will be made into a program and broadcast, then I will take you to make a more stunning hairstyle!" Lin Xiaoxue suddenly became excited.
"Actually, Ke Song is fine just like that. Originally, she has short hair, so she can't do anything with her hair." Song Yiran said with a smile.
Lin Kesong felt saved, but Song Yiran knew her well. The last thing she likes is sitting there bored, spending most of her day curling and dyeing her hair. When she was in college, she also had her hair permed once, and she was a hairstylist who won some awards. After tossing for almost a whole day, the other party gave her a "fashionable" and "avant-garde" hairstyle that exceeded Lin Kesong's expectations. The hair stylist was very satisfied with his work, and this "work" also cost Lin Kesong nearly half a month's living expenses.
As a result, in the week after that, Lin Kesong became a joke in the dormitory, and she gained a lot of "nicknames". What braised lion heads, mutant sheep, killing Matt and the like. Every time Song Yiran saw her, she couldn't help but smile. He finally took Lin Kesong to a barber shop opposite the school with great loyalty, and only spent a hundred dollars to straighten his hair and cut a man's head. That experience completely became Lin Kesong's psychological shadow.
"Then cousin will grow her hair! Let's go together then!"
Lin Kesong smiled. Wait until her hair grows? That was "a long time ago", right
This meal was very comfortable for Lin Kesong, the hot meal and the home-made taste, Lin Kesong ate two big bowls in a row, and Lin Xiaoxue was stunned.
At the dinner table, Song Yiran chatted with Uncle Lin.
"Yeah, I called Ke Song's parents two days ago to say hello. They all told me to pay attention to school affairs. I've been here for so many years, but I really don't know what school to choose. Xiaoxue is also unreliable. Of course, after all, you have a lot of knowledge and know Ke Song, so you can help her think more about school matters!"
"Well, I've already told Ke Song that if she was to go to the same school as me, I wouldn't know if she would like it or not."
Lin Kesong glanced at Jiang Qianfan and wondered if the major you studied was learned by humans
"This is good! This is the best! Me and her parents can rest assured! Croissant will be handed over to you, come, I will toast you!"
Lin Kesong looked at his uncle's posture, what was wrong with what he thought.
I feel like I'm going to marry her off!
"You're welcome, uncle, let's drink together!"
Song Yiran clinks glasses with Uncle Lin
Brother, do you know that it's not boiled water, it's Erguotou!
How can you really look like a son-in-law who wants to get started
After eating, Lin Kesong helped his uncle to clean up the tableware, and when he turned around, he found that Song Yiran was gone.
Back in her room, she found that he had helped her pack her luggage.
He put her family portrait on the bedside, and hung her coat in the closet. Even the shirts that she casually folded and thrown into the box were sorted by Song Yiran as if they had just been bought from the mall.
When he took out her underwear bag, Lin Kesong immediately rushed up, "I'll put this on by myself! Put it by myself!"
"Oh... I see, how many days have you accumulated without washing?" Song Yiran folded his arms against the wall and looked at Lin Kesong with a smile.
His smile was as charming as ever, plus a bit of a punch.
"You think I'm you? When you buy a new one, you only wear it once and then throw it away?"
"I didn't throw it away. And definitely more diligent than you!"
"Haha." Lin Kesong stuffed the bag into the drawer and closed it.
"If you don't believe me, just go to my house and take a look."
"I have something wrong to run to see if you wash your underwear?"
"I thought you wanted to see it very much." Song Yiran had an expression of "Isn't it like this".
Lin Kesong was both angry and funny, as if he had returned to the school days when he hated each other. About eight hundred years have passed between her and Song Yiran, and it will not change.
"I'm sleepy, let's sleep here."
After finishing speaking, Song Yiran went to Lin Kesong's bed and rolled the quilt away. It was as if Lin Kesong's room was his home.
"Hey, you sleep here, then where do I sleep?" Lin Kesong pushed his shoulder angrily.
Song Yiran shamelessly patted behind him.
"Sleep, sleep! Sleep to death!" Lin Kesong returned to the suitcase, opened the compartment, and took out a notebook.
That was her experience of staying by Jiang Qianfan's side.
Song Yiran, who had her back turned to her, said in a sleepy voice, "When the game is over... you can study with me."
Lin Kesong turned his face to the side, looking at the back of Song Yiran's head exposed outside the quilt, feeling a little lonely.
So if I'm not by your side, you'll be lonely too.
"Um."
At this time, Lin Xiaoxue's voice sounded outside the door: "Cousin! I have your courier!"
"My courier?" Lin Kesong became suspicious.
Did Mom and Dad send something? But if it was them, they should choose sea freight instead of express delivery... The shipping cost is more expensive than the sent item...
As soon as the door was opened, Lin Xiaoxue's gaze moved inside. When she saw Song Yiran lying on Lin Kesong's bed, her face was obviously ugly.
"What about the courier?"
"It's downstairs." Lin Xiaoxue's tone was not as intimate as it was during dinner.
Lin Kesong was too lazy to care about her, so he went downstairs to sign for the courier. The address was written in English, and the handwriting was very unfamiliar. It turned out to be the address of Jiang Qianfan's villa after careful identification.
He even sent something to himself.
what is it
That feeling of uncontrollable heart struck again. It was as if Jiang Qianfan was by her side.
She took a knife and cut open the cardboard box, which was a cardboard box.
When I opened the carton, it turned out to be handmade chocolates!
Above the chocolate, there is a white rose. Lin Kesong picked it up, only to realize that it seemed to be a climbing rose planted in Jiang Qianfan's courtyard!