Wang Dong has been looking after the big pot. In fact, he doesn't need to do this at all.
Gu Zheng has the Fire Control Art and the Water Control Art. He knows the control of the fire and the soup like the back of his hand. He even knows how the chicken inside is cooked. Wang Dong just can't find something to do, so he goes to look at the soup pot.
The dough has been grabbed by Gu Zheng, and it is constantly flying between his hands. The speed of the dough is getting faster and faster, but Gu Zheng's hand is getting slower and slower.
"Bang!"
A sudden loud sound startled everyone. Gu Zheng had ruthlessly smashed the dough onto the table, and the ground seemed to shake a little.
The noodles have been kneaded by Gu Zheng. The surface of the dough on the table is extremely smooth, shining brightly under the light.
The chicken is taken out of the pot by Gu Zheng first. The shredded chicken noodle soup uses shredded chicken, not the whole chicken.
The most tender and fragrant part of the chicken was the drumstick. However, the part of the chicken that tasted the best and tasted the most fragrant was the bit of meat below the breast.
The meat fiber in this place is the strongest, and the shredded chicken is also the most delicious.
The shredded chicken used in the shredded chicken noodle soup is not casually cut the meat on the chicken breast into shreds. It can only use the thin row of meat on the chicken breast, and the middle part of the meat, and it can not destroy the integrity of the chicken.
To do this, you can only pull out the meat you need, and pull it out in the form of a silk, so that the shredded chicken can be completely separated from the chicken body. It can't be peeled or picked with a knife.
Extracting the shredded chicken requires the cooperation of immortal power.
The cooked whole chicken is lifted off the table by Gu Zheng's head, and the other hand carefully touches the chicken breast.
Wang Dong's eyes are round. The chicken was just taken out of the pot, and Gu Zheng is holding it in his hand. Although he is only holding the chicken head a little, the chicken is hot.
The chicken that has been cooked in the pot for a long time should be taken out first, or cooled with water, or wrapped with something. Gu Zheng directly holds it in his hand, is it really not hot?
While Wang Dong was thinking about these questions, Gu Zheng had already successfully extracted two shredded chicken.
Gu Zheng put aside the white chicken shreds that were as thin as hair and a little bright.
There were only two strands, but if Xi 'an succeeded in drawing them, it would be much easier later on. With a breakthrough, he would be able to draw out the remaining strands of chicken wire. Gu Zheng did not hesitate. His hands moved quickly on the chicken's body. Every time, he would bring out a few strands of chicken wire.
Extracting the shredded chicken had to be done within a few minutes after it was taken out of the wok. Once the chicken turned cold, the meat would harden. The shredded chicken was very tender. Once the chicken turned cold and hardened, it couldn't be extracted. Even if it was heated, it wouldn't work. The only way was to cook a new chicken and extract it again.
This was also the reason why Gu Zheng began to extract the shredded chicken as soon as the chicken was out of the pot.
As for Wang Dong's concern about whether it was hot or not, it was definitely hot. Gu Zheng had immortal power and felt that it was very hot. His hand that was holding the chicken's head had actually been moving quickly. It was just that the movement was very small and fast, so Wang Dong did not notice it.
If he stood opposite Gu Zheng, he would be able to see that Gu Zheng's hand did indeed move slightly.
The shredded chicken on the chicken was finally all extracted by Gu Zheng. Gu Zheng heaved a sigh of relief. The whole chicken was placed on a plate and he rubbed his hands hard. If it wasn't for the fact that he had to stand up to extract the shredded chicken, he wouldn't have been willing to hold it with his hands.
This time, he wasn't fully prepared. Next time, he would be able to free one of his hands and not have to force himself to endure it.
The shredded chicken was all placed on a plate. There seemed to be a lot of shredded chicken, but there were 30 judges in front of him. After dividing it, each judge didn't have much, probably only one or two mouthfuls.
After the shredded chicken was extracted, the next step was the shredded chicken noodle soup. The most important thing was still the noodles.
After washing his hands, Gu Zheng picked up the dough again with a faint smile on his face. He dragged the dough with his left hand and grabbed a piece with his right hand. He suddenly threw it into the air. The judges, guests, and everyone present couldn't help but follow Gu Zheng's hand. The small dough that flew up suddenly became longer and longer in the air. Finally, it became slender and wide and fell into the pot.
Not only that, the noodles that fell into the pot also circled in the pot and spun quickly.
"What kind of skill is this?"
"No way, the dough can take shape on its own?"
"I know that some people can pinch the noodles very thin and then make all kinds of movements, but throwing the noodles in the air like this and turning them into noodles, I really haven't seen it before!"
"This can't be some kind of unique skill, right?"
Everyone present was talking about it. Outside the venue, there were even more discussions in front of the TV.
Outside the venue were Gu Zheng's supporters. It was already dark, and there were still 4,000 people who hadn't left. Gu Zheng was working hard to fulfill his promise to fight for the first place. They also had to keep their promise and wait here for Gu Zheng's triumphant return.
Although these people supported Gu Zheng and were Gu Zheng's hardcore fans, they had never seen him make noodles. Seeing the way Gu Zheng threw the noodles, many people's mouths were wide open and didn't close for a long time.
After Gu Zheng threw out a ball of noodles, his hands didn't stop. After a while, more than a dozen balls of noodles were thrown up by Gu Zheng. All of them turned into slender noodles and fell into the pot by themselves.
The noodles that fell into the pot spun around the pot. From time to time, a strand of noodles jumped out of the water like a naughty little fish.
Not to mention the audience, even the knowledgeable judges had never seen such a way of cooking noodles.
After a while, Gu Zheng threw out 60 balls of dough. It seemed a lot, but when it was distributed to the 30 judges, each of them only had two strands of noodles. It was only enough for two mouthfuls.
But this was a gourmet food competition, not a restaurant. As long as they could taste it, it was enough.
60 strands of noodles swam quickly in the pot like a school of fish. A few strands of noodles jumped up from time to time. Gu Zheng's Water Control Art and Fire Control Art didn't stop. In addition to the low-level immortal art, Nuwa Creates Man, Gu Zheng was now doing three things at once. Not to mention the consumption of immortal power, the consumption of mental strength was also great.
Fortunately, the shredded chicken noodle soup was about to be ready. After it was done, they could rest for a while.
"Wang Dong, bring the bowls!"
Gu Zheng said small bowls. This time, it was noodles. Such noodles were not suitable to be placed together first. It was best to separate them when they were out of the pot.
The noodles made by Master Wang of Xiaosong Noodle Restaurant were the same.
"Okay!"
Wang Dong was in a daze. When he heard Gu Zheng's words, he immediately went outside and brought 30 small bowls. These were the tableware prepared by the organizing committee. It was impossible for the chef to take so many bowls with him to participate in the competition.
Of the 30 bowls, ten were placed. Gu Zheng directly took a soup spoon and stirred the soup in the pot. Then, he scooped out two strands of noodles and poured them into the small bowls with the soup.
There was nothing special about the noodles. The 30 bowls were quickly filled. Gu Zheng divided the shredded chicken into 30 bowls. Then, Wang Dong called the staff to send the 30 bowls of shredded chicken noodle soup to the judges' table.
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