"System, can I raise this fish?"
Meg asked in his heart. This fish looked good, and it should not be a problem to use it to make sashimi.
"If you sell this fish, aren't you afraid that the Giant Dragon Clan will come and kill you?" the System asked softly.
"What's there to be afraid of? The princesses of the Frost Dragon Clan and the Golden Dragon Clan are in our hands. They can't do anything," Meg said calmly.
"Then let me borrow a seed," the System said.
Meg chatted with the System while looking at the contestants on the stage.
The seven contestants were all holding top-grade ingredients. The most miserable one was the guy who chose the Black Jade Turtle.
The Black Jade Turtle was indeed beautiful. The turtle shell was green and smooth, and the quality was excellent. Under the light, it glowed with a faint green light. It was definitely the best jade.
Moreover, this Black Jade Turtle was not small. Its diameter was more than twenty centimeters. If the turtle shell was put in the auction, it would easily fetch an eight-digit price. It would be the most expensive item in the auction.
But …
The other contestant wanted to take away the turtle shell.
Under the supervision of two professional staff, the contestant carefully separated the turtle shell from the turtle meat. Then, he watched as the other contestant took away the Black Jade Turtle shell, leaving behind a turtle shell that rolled its beady eyes around.
Meg guessed that the Black Jade Turtle might have been borrowed by the production team. They had discussed it with the owner. The turtle shell would belong to him, and the turtle meat would belong to the production team.
This Black Jade Turtle would be gilded on the show, and it could be sold for a good price in the auction house.
And the appearance of a Black Jade Turtle in the Chef King Competition could also bring a wave of popularity to the show. It was killing two birds with one stone.
While the others were in full swing, Meg was watching the show. The audience did not know whether to laugh or cry.
"By the way, did Hades buy an infield ticket? Is he here to watch the live show? "
"Looking at the countdown, I feel like I'm more anxious than him."
"Is he only good at slaughtering sheep? How can he be in the mood to watch the show in such an intense competition? "
The judges didn't say much. They had seen Meg marinating the ingredients earlier. He was obviously waiting for the ingredients to be marinated.
However, in order to make themselves look more professional, most players would find something else to do while waiting. Even if it was useless to show off, they wouldn't choose to watch a show in this kind of situation to make themselves look less professional.
After looking around, Meg withdrew his gaze and slowly began to mix the sauce for the roasted lamb chops.
Meg was an amateur when it came to roasting lamb chops.
He didn't get any recipes from the system, nor did he enter the test field for the God of Cooking to undergo the hellish training.
However, he had tried roasting lamb chops, lamb legs, and even whole lamb during his travels. He was quite knowledgeable about sauces, seasonings, and fire control.
The sauces were modified from the roasted lamb skewers. After some slight adjustments, it was more suitable for the taste of the lamb chops.
The marinating of the mutton was also very important. The mutton smell of the black sheep was very light, but Meg still did a full set of treatments to remove the mutton smell. The cooking wine was brought from the underground city. After a careful massage with a few spices unique to the underground city, the mutton smell was 100% removed.
Meg purposely slowed down the pace of these steps, including the amount of seasonings. He also used a spoon to demonstrate precisely.
His idea was very simple. How could he make a recipe widely spread? The steps had to be simple and clear, and the seasonings had to be precise enough.
He had analyzed the various dishes that appeared in the Chef King competition. The ingredients had to be precious enough, and the cooking method had to be classy enough. The chefs could show off their skills, but if the audience could learn it, it would count as the show's loss.
Hence, the show had been produced for five seasons. Every season was very popular, and there was a lot of discussion. However, there wasn't a single dish that really made it out of the circle.
Meg was here, and he planned to change this tradition.
If it was so difficult to gain fans on the Norland Continent, why not try it in the underground city?
Even though the system said that this world didn't have the foundation to become a god through incense, Meg still wanted to give it a try.
Meg took out the mutton chops from the accelerated marinating oven. He brushed a layer of oil on the surface, and placed it on the wire grill of the oven.
The other contestants all had high-end ingredients and high-end smart kitchenware in front of them. Only Meg had a simple charcoal grill and two black sheep chops in front of him.
The charcoal wasn't burning brightly. It was slowly grilling over a small fire. After a while, the oil started to boil, and the mutton shrunk in a hurry. As the oil shimmered, the aroma of the roasted mutton started to spread slowly.
"His cooking method is very ancient, and the mutton chops look a little oily. There's no separation between the charcoal and the food. Won't the rising charcoal and soot stain the mutton chops? It's a disaster when those messy seasonings are put together. I can't imagine how terrible the taste will be, "David said with a frown. David frowned. As a clean freak gourmet, he had strict requirements when it came to cooking.
"Yes, this kind of dish can't be served to the guests in Tucker Hotel. Food hygiene and safety are the most important things in the food and beverage industry. "Julian nodded in agreement.
"That's because you haven't seen a whole lamb roasted directly on a pile of freshly burned charcoal. I think Hades's cooking is very good. He has shown us a traditional cooking method. The charcoal and the lamb chops are separated by a layer of steel wire mesh. When the oil drips into the charcoal, a faint flame rises. This is the first time that such smoke and fire has appeared in the Chef King Competition." Old Hunter didn't hide his admiration for Meg. He praised, "Since chefs from all over the world have gathered in this competition, we should treat each contestant with a tolerant attitude."
"I agree with Old Hunter. Smoke is a word that only appears in books in recent years. It's not a good thing," Nancy said with a smile.
The judges' table was not far from the console, so the contestants could hear the judges' conversation clearly.
Some of the contestants looked at Meg with pity. A contestant who was rejected by the judges wouldn't be able to advance to the next round.
Meg was quite calm. He was here to overturn the mainstream food and beverage industry. The charcoal roasted mutton chops were only a side dish, so it wasn't worth making a fuss about.
The icy-cold high-end kitchen utensils were absolutely accurate, but they had lost the smoke and fire of cooking.
An overly meticulous diet might be healthier, but to Meg, it had lost its soul.
As time passed, the contestants on the stage were nearing the end of their stewing, boiling, roasting, and cooking. Various fragrances seeped out from the wok and floated in the air, competing with each other.
This was a setting by the program team. They didn't isolate the smells, but instead, they allowed the smells to drift freely. The judges could smell the smells of the contestants' cooking. As for who could cook better, it would depend on their own abilities.
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