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Chapter 111 Final (Part )



Chapter 111 Final (Part )

Fu Qinghe has eaten the dishes of the four people on the field in the past few days. The taste is completely fine, but it is still a certain distance away from Xingyue's taste that makes people unforgettable after eating it once.

"I wouldn't necessarily say that." Yi Shuishui said calmly, playing with a peach in her hand.

Fu Qinghe naturally knew that Yi Shuishui thought highly of Li Mingxia, so she didn't argue. But Xi Junxin was a chatterbox. "Li Mingxia is indeed good, but he is still not as good as Xingyue. But it doesn't matter. Xingyue won the championship this year, and we won't see him again in the next five years. Next year, Li Mingxia's only opponent will be Xingchen. It's not like he has no chance of winning. What a pity."

Seeing Yi Shuishui's increasingly ugly expression, Fu Qinghe wanted to cover Xi Junxin's mouth directly.

"Okay, okay, it seems like the competition is about to begin, so you should just concentrate on watching it. It's rare to see so many cooking masters gathered together. It would be a pity if we missed any wonderful performances." Fu Qinghe saw that there seemed to be some noise not far away, so she took the opportunity to interrupt and quickly ended the topic.

After the gong sound that represented the start of the competition stopped, Li Mingxia scooped up the water and flour he had brought with him, mixed them together, and began to knead them slowly.

With even force and without impatience, Li Mingxia's hands changed the dough into various shapes, and finally returned to its original round shape.

"Isn't the first dish porridge? Why did Li Mingxia start kneading dough? The main dish shouldn't require dough, right?" County Magistrate Zhu in the audience whispered.

The people sitting on the judges' panel are much more knowledgeable than County Magistrate Zhu.

"It seems that Li Mingxia wants to add noodles to the porridge. It's a good idea, but isn't he afraid that the taste will be ruined?" Xi Junxin said as he watched Li Mingxia's actions with interest.

Noodles are made of white flour and porridge is made of rice. These two things are both staple food ingredients and can be put together. I believe it is not difficult to make them delicious with the abilities of these people. However, if you want to blend them perfectly and make them complement each other, this will test the cook's skills and thoughts.

After kneading the dough, Li Mingxia put it aside. The dough that has just been kneaded is not at the best time to be used yet. One has to wait ten minutes until the honeycomb holes inside have shrunk and suitable gaps are left. At that time, the pasta made with this dough will have the best taste.

Li Mingxia took out the prawns that she had prepared yesterday. Because they were properly stored, the prawns were still fresh. Li Mingxia chose the larger prawns in the space, each one was almost the size of her palm.

"Such a big shrimp? Where did Li Mingxia get this shrimp? It's still alive?"

"We can't get shrimp this big in this season in Fucheng. Li Mingxia is really talented!"

Li Mingxia also knew that the shrimps she took out would surprise people, but she didn't care. After all, these shrimps were something that had existed in this dynasty. No matter how rare and precious these shrimps were, as long as they had existed, it made sense, and as long as it made sense, there was no need for further explanation.

"Such big shrimps? Not to mention this season, they are rare even in season. I heard that Li Mingxia is a country girl. Could it be that the local county magistrate found her for him?" Xi Junxin usually likes to eat seafood. When he saw the big shrimps in Li Mingxia's hand, he immediately sat up straight and looked at them carefully.

Fu Qinghe didn't think that a county magistrate had such ability, but...

She glanced at Yi Shuishui who was sitting next to her, and she was already certain that such rare ingredients were obtained by Yi Shuishui for Li Mingxia.

But soon, everyone's attention was attracted to Xingyue. There were a lot of precious ingredients on the chopping board, and none of them was inferior to Li Mingxia's prawns.

"Let's not talk about anything else. Just look at that bluestone fish. Ordinary bluestone fish are nothing special. But this Xingyue one must weigh at least six or seven kilograms, right? I haven't seen this kind of thing many times in these years." Xi Junxin looked at the things on Xingyue's table, his eyes full of envy and greed.

He had only eaten such a big bluestone fish once in recent years. The taste was completely different from ordinary bluestone fish. It was so delicious that he would never forget it for the rest of his life.

"Eight catties? In my opinion, it's at least ten catties. You're worthy of being the behind-the-scenes boss of Zhaixing Tower. You can get this kind of thing. I've seen eight catties before, but this one is definitely bigger than eight catties. It's really eye-opening." Fu Qinghe also became interested. Looking at the ten-catty bluestone fish, she became even more excited thinking that she would be able to taste it soon.

For ordinary bluestone fish, those weighing around three catties are the most common. Those weighing more than five catties are considered good ingredients, and those weighing more than six catties are precious ingredients, which are considered polite even when entertaining distinguished guests. Those weighing more than eight catties are rare, and those weighing ten catties cannot be bought just by having money. It requires extremely powerful connections and channels to get them.

"But that's right, those are the stars and the moon." Fu Qinghe murmured.

Li Mingxia was concentrating on processing the prawns. The shrimp threads had been cleaned up and the shrimp heads had been taken off. Because the prawns were raised with water from the space, the heavy metals and other harmful substances in the shrimp heads had been filtered out, leaving only the fresh and sweet taste.

Li Mingxia poured oil into the pot, then put in the shrimp heads and green onions and began to stir-fry. After a few seconds, the shrimp heads changed color.

After the shrimp changes color, add hot water and rice. "Cook over low heat. Call me in 25 minutes."

Li Mingxia gave an instruction to the servant and then began to process the dough that had already risen.

Li Mingxia stretched out the dough and started rolling it with a green rolling pin. This was something she got from an old gourmet in her previous life. It was the best thing for rolling noodles as it could maximize the wheat aroma in the dough. The dough was rolled into an extremely thin dough, almost translucent. At this time, Li Mingxia poured out some prepared secret seasoning and added water from the space. Then she took out a small brush, dipped it in some seasoning water, and slowly brushed the dough.

The aroma of noodles and seasonings blended together wonderfully and began to linger in the air. Li Mingxia swallowed unconsciously.

It smells so good. This smell is so addictive.

Li Mingxia sighed and decided that he would make himself a pot of this porridge when he got home to satisfy his stomach.


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