Chapter 142: Chapter 142: Inspiration
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“All! I had so much fun today!”
On the cable car going down the mountain, Qi Xiaoyu stretched lazily, her face full of joy.
“Indeed, it was fun, if you didn’t make me ski.” Du Weiwei said softly, obviously still bothered by the scare Qi Xiaoyu had given her.
“Hehe~” Qi Xiaoyu shook Du Weiwei’s arm, her big eyes blinking.
“Alright, I forgive you.” Seeing Qi Xiaoyu’s expression, Du Weiwei reluctantly said, “But when we get back, we need to start preparing for the upcoming Spirit Battle.”
She looked towards Qin Lang, “You also need to prepare for your Food Fight tomorrow, right? Are you going to use the big meat bunts or other pasta dishes?”
“Other pasta dishes.” Qin Lang replied with a hint of a smile, “Playing out here gave me some inspiration. I’ve already figured out what surprise I want to give Liu Tianchen.”
“I told you so! The combination of work and play is beneficial!” Qi Xiaoyu giggled, then curiously looked at Qin Lang, “What’s the surprise? Can we taste it?”
“I’ll taste the dish on your behalf, no other reason than ensuring my nemesis does not lose.” Zhao Chen declared earnestly.
Du Weiwei did not speak, her eyes were also on Qin Lang.
“We’ve been playing all morning, it’s time to eat lunch back at the hotel.” Qin Lang gave a mysterious smile, “I’ll make the dish for tomorrow’s Food Fight for you to try for lunch.”
“Hooray!” x3
After enjoying a delightful lunch made by Qin Lang, the other three all exclaimed for another serving.
After eating, the four of them started preparing for the upcoming Food Fight and Spirit Battle.
Time flew by and the next day arrived.
The day for the scheduled Food Fight with Liu Tianchen arrived.
When they arrived at the Spirit Chef Association in Bai Lu Mountain City halfway up the mountain by cable car, Liu Tianchen was already waiting at the Association’s entrance.
“Let’s go in!” He looked at Qin Lang, his eyes filled with a burning desire to fight-
In the past few days, Liu Tianchen absorbed all his father’s suggestions, improved the dishes he prepared, and now the taste was much better than two days ago.
He poured all his efforts into this Food Fight, now it was time to see how big the gap between him and Qin Lang was.
A big meat bun, huh…
Thinking of the new video he had repeatedly watched during his idle time over the past two days, a hint of anticipation appeared on Liu Tianchen’s face.
Today, he should be able to taste it.
“Okay.” Qin Lang nodded and went into the Association with Liu Tianchen.
Following them were Du Weiwei, Zhao Chen, and Qi Xiaoyu as spectators.
When they arrived at the designated Food Fight venue, they didn’t wait long before the judges entered the venue one by one.
Unlike before, this time there were seven junior judges in attendance.
The number and level of Food Fight judges depends on the circumstances of the two Food Fighters.
Qin Lang was no longer just an ordinary rookie Spirit Chef. He was now a recognized Excellent Chef, hence the change in the scale of judging.
If two Excellent Chefs engage in a Food Fight, there will be nine junior judges.
If top-tier Excellent Chefs fight, there will be senior judges.
“I am Huang Liang, the chief judge of this Food Fight.”
Huang Liang glanced at the Food Fighters standing in the middle of the venue, his gaze lingering a moment longer on Liu Tianchen.
He knew Liu Shuang’s son, Liu Tianchen.
Of course, this would not affect the impartiality of the Food Fight voting.
“This Food Fight’s topic is Limited Cuisine Theme, specifically pasta dishes.” “According to the rules of Junior Food Fight, the total cooking time must not exceed two hours, and the dishes must fall within the pasta category.” Huang Liang paused for a moment, “And now, the time starts.”
The countdown in front of the judges’ seats started as soon as Huang Liang finished speaking.
Qin Lang and Liu Tianchen looked at each other and quickly entered their respective kitchens.
The culinary battle of the two Spirit Chefs began.
After the two Spirit Chefs entered the kitchen, the atmosphere among the judges in their seats eased a little.
The seven judges started to chat quietly.
“Mr. Liu Shuang’s son is really keen on Food Fights.” One judge smiled, “Since becoming a Spirit Chef, this is his fifth Food Fight.”
“And his winning rate is not low either.” Another judge, who was clearly familiar with Liu Tianchen, spoke, “He has won three out of the four previous fights.”
“After all, he’s the son of a Spirit Executor. Although Mr. Liu Shuang is stronger in terms of Spiritual Battle Power, a powerful Spirit Chef definitely won’t lag behind in terms of the Flavor Value of Food Spirits.”
“However, this time he might have met his match.” Hearing the conversation of his colleagues, Huang Liang smiled, “After all, he is facing an Excellent Chef who is also a Spirit Chef. Furthermore, he is not an ordinary Excellent Chef.” “Oh? Huang, do you know him?”
“He’s the champion of the recent Dongxia City Cooking Competition.” Huang Liang shook his head helplessly, “Don’t you guys pay attention to the cooking competitions in other cities?”
“Well, I’ve been following the Provincial Training Competitions recently…” Another judge scratched his head awkwardly, “A city-level cooking champion, huh? Looks like Liu Tianchen might lose this time.”
“Winning or losing is a small matter.” Huang Liang shook his head, “Even failure is a form of growth. Instead, I look forward to seeing what kind of pasta dishes these two can bring.”
“That’s true, especially since you, Old Huang, love pasta dishes.” The judges who knew Huang Liang laughed.
Elsewhere in the audience, Qi Xiaoyu, with anticipation in her eyes, asked, “What do you guys think? What would be Liu Tianchen’s reaction when he realizes Qin Lang isn’t making a big meat bun?”
“Now that you mention it, I’m also quite looking forward to it.” Du Weiwei, imagining Liu Tianchen’s possible reaction, couldn’t help but cover her mouth and laugh.
“But on a serious note, the Food Fight dish that Qin Lang prepared really tastes amazing.” Zhao Chen swallowed, as if the wonderful taste of the dish immediately appeared in his mouth as he thought about it, “I just had it yesterday, and 1 want it again today.”
“Who doesn’t?” said Qi Xiaoyu, propping up her cheek, looking at the kitchen where Qin Lang was, and began to ponder, “We need to find a reason to have Qin Lang make it again.”
The dish is called Scallion Oil Noodles.
“Alright, let’s start making the dough.”
In the kitchen, Qin Lang, who had completed the preparation, stretched and poured a full bag of high-gluten flour into a bowl, added a little salt, and added cold water a little at a time to mix.
The dish he prepared for the Food Fight was Scallion Oil Noodles.
When he went out with the other three yesterday and saw water splashing and freezing, Qin Lang suddenly thought of this dish.
Besides using the word “splashing”, there’s not much correlation between the two.
But sometimes inspiration comes unreasonably.
The fact was, Qin Lang wanted to eat Scallion Oil Noodles.
Unlike the former big meat bun, the hand-pulled noodles used in Scallion Oil Noodles don’t require leavening, nor do they require the dough to be fluffy. Therefore, very few ingredients are needed when making the dough.
Using high-gluten flour ensures that the hand-pulled noodles are chewy, and the salt enhances the elasticity and stretchability of the wet gluten.
For hand-pulled noodles, that’s enough.
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