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"Oh, this Dongpo elbow is so delicious. I want to thank Su Dongpo for leaving such delicious food."
After swallowing the food in her mouth, Cao Yanran couldn't help but scream.
Lin Meichen smiled and said: "Sister Yanran, you should still thank Brother Song. There are so many Dongpo elbows, but there is only one such delicious one."
As a top chef, she immediately grasped the crux of the problem.
The reason why the food is delicious is that the pigs raised by Song Haotian are of excellent quality and are absolutely top-notch.
On the other hand, even if you are good at cooking, if you had to do it yourself, you wouldn¡¯t be able to make such delicious food.
"You're right, I've eaten Dongpo pork elbow before, but it was fat and greasy, not as delicious as this one."
After Cao Yanran finished speaking, she couldn't help but extend her chopsticks towards Dongpo's elbow again.
Lin Meichen smiled, picked up a piece of braised pork and put it into his mouth.
Although I have learned Song Haotian¡¯s cooking skills many times, after this piece of meat entered my mouth, my beautiful big eyes lit up instantly.
The ingredients of the braised pork are chosen from the three layers of the pig body. The fat and lean meat alternate with each other, and the outermost part is the chewier meat skin.
Taking a gentle bite, a rich meaty aroma instantly occupies the entire mouth.
Generally speaking, braised pork is a greasy dish, but the braised pork made by Song Haotian does not feel greasy at all.
The lean meat has a bit of chewiness, mixed with fat meat in the middle, it melts in your mouth, and the rich meaty aroma also has a hint of sweetness that makes you addicted.
Thousands of words can be summed up into one sentence, that is, it is so delicious.
The three girls usually have very good family conditions. They are very picky about what they eat, and they only have a limited taste in meat, or even refuse to eat it, for fear of making themselves fat.
But at this moment, facing the whole pig feast cooked by Song Haotian, they couldn't care much at all. They stretched out their chopsticks again and again, and showed a look of satisfaction on their faces again and again.
Liu Zimei also put a piece of braised pork into her mouth, and immediately exclaimed: "Oh, I didn't expect fat meat to be so delicious."
She couldn¡¯t even move a piece of fat, and she wouldn¡¯t even take a bite if there was fat in the dumpling stuffing.
Now, I couldn¡¯t stop eating it and ate four or five pieces of braised pork in a row.
Then she picked up a paper towel and wiped the oil stains from the corners of her mouth: "No, I have to slow down a little, I have to control a little, otherwise I will swallow all my tongue, and I will never be able to eat delicious food again."
Lin Meichen smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid that you will become a fat woman and won't be able to get married in the future?"
"Little brother, it's all your fault. It's so delicious and people can't control it."
Liu Zimei reached out and punched Song Haotian on the chest, "I don't care, he is going to get fat anyway, you have to be responsible, I will depend on you for the rest of my life."
Tuantuan smiled and said: "Zimei Mommy, don't beat daddy, Yanran Mommy has eaten all your flesh."
Liu Zimei then realized that Cao Yanran had also eaten several pieces of braised pork in such a short period of time.
"Oh, sister Yanran, please leave some for me."
They ate happily, and the little Qilin and the four spiritual beasts feasted even more. However, they had to eat everything first before the four guys could eat it. After all, it was bought with blood.
"Compared to Song Haotian and others, these big guys have an astonishing appetite, eating meat and drinking wine.
¡°One pig, two ducks, and three chickens, most of them went into their stomachs, and it seemed that they were still eating to their heart¡¯s content.
¡°I¡¯m so full, oh daddy, I can¡¯t eat any more.¡±
Tuantuan and Yuanyuan patted their round little bellies and entered the complaining mode again. Every time they tasted the delicious food made by their father, they always felt that their bellies were a little too small.
¡°Oh, look, it¡¯s so beautiful over there.¡±
Lin Meichen stretched out her hand and pointed to the horizon, and saw a red sun slowly sinking towards the horizon. The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sky and everything in the world red, making it look extremely beautiful and moving.
Song Haotian smiled and said: ¡°Originally, I wanted everyone to enjoy the scenery and taste the food at the same time.
???????????????? But you guys didn¡¯t even look at it, and you¡¯re letting this beautiful scenery down. It seems we¡¯ll just eat at home from now on. "
Cao Yanran glanced at him charmingly: "Can you blame us? It's because the food you cooked is so delicious."
Liu Zimei then said: "Yes, I naturally have to choose between delicious food and beautiful scenery.gourmet food. "
She looked at the caller ID and saw that it was her father, the chef god Lin Zhan, calling.
I pressed the answer button and heard someone say: "Meichen, the Master of Chef Competition has started. When will you be back?"
"Oh, has the Master of Kitchen Competition begun?"
Lin Meichen exclaimed and covered her mouth with her hand.
She was extremely happy these days with Song Haotian and the two little guys. She was so happy that she forgot about the Master of Cooking competition.
"Then dad, how about we make food the most important thing?"
Lin Meichen held her cell phone and chatted with Lin Zhan for seven or eight minutes before hanging up the phone, her expression looking a little solemn.
Seeing that her best friend looked wrong, Liu Zimei asked, "What's wrong, Xiaomei? Did Uncle Lin say something?"
"That's not true." Lin Meichen shook his head, "It's just that this year's Master of Chef Competition has already begun, and the situation is a bit unfavorable for us."
She briefly introduced the situation of the God of Cooking Competition. Generally speaking, the God of Cooking Competition in Jiangnan City is held every three years.
Each competition is divided into two parts, the first part is the preliminaries and the second part is the finals.
In the past few days, the preliminaries have been completed, and the three major restaurants will finally enter the finals.
Although Shiweitian was successfully shortlisted, it only ranked third, which means it ranked at the bottom, behind the other two companies, Busi Shu and Zhiweizhai.
Cao Yanran said with some surprise: "This is impossible, isn't Uncle Lin the last chef god?
With his cooking skills, even if he cannot aspire to be the God of Cooking again this time, his results in the preliminaries will not be too bad, right? "
Lin Meichen said: "This year's situation is different from previous years. Both Shiweitian and Zhiweizhai are determined to win.
Not only do they have the original team, but they also spend a lot of money to hire culinary experts from the Imperial City. According to my father, the two restaurants hired top chefs from the Imperial Capital, and their cooking skills are superior to his.
If this continues, Shi Weitian is destined to miss the chance to be the God of Cooking this year. "
Cao Yanran said: "There is such an operation, can we still ask for foreign aid?"
Lin Meichen explained: "Although the Master of Chef Competition is held in Jiangnan City, the contestants are all major restaurants. As for where the restaurant's chefs come from, there are never restrictions."
Cao Yanran was a little puzzled: "Since we take major restaurants as the unit, who should be the final Chef God?"
Lin Meichen said: "The God of Cooking was born in the finals. Whichever restaurant chef wins the final championship, whoever is the God of Cooking."
"I thought something big had happened, it couldn't be easier."
Liu Zimei said, "As long as you pull Haotian over, any chef from the imperial capital will be worth mentioning. The God of Cooking only belongs to our little brother."
Cao Yanran's eyes lit up: "That's right. With all the dishes Brother Song has cooked, any one of them can win the title of God of Cooking."
When the two people said this, Lin Meichen's eyes fell on Song Haotian: "Brother Song, is it okay?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com