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Chapter 236 - Chapter 236: Chapter 236 Beijing Sauce

Chapter 236: Chapter 236 Beijing Sauce

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Meeting Zhou Tianhao really seemed to echo the words he said last time they parted.

The world is small, and they were bound to meet again.

Just arrived in Yue Hu City, a travel-worn Zhou Tianhao didn’t chat with Qin

Lang for long.

After learning about the rules of the Leaping Fish Banquet, which he was most interested in, he exchanged contact details with Qin Lang. They agreed to keep in touch while in Yue Hu City, and then he took his luggage to his hotel room.

Meanwhile, Qin Lang returned to his own room to practice the dishes for the

Food Fight.

Of course, he didn’t just practice the Food Fight dishes.

He also planned to ponder on the dishes he was going to present at the Leaping

Fish Banquet during his free time.

In the blink of an eye it was the morning of the third day.

The time for Qin Lang and Shen Qian’s agreed Food Fight had arrived.

Early in the morning, Qin Lang, Zhou Qing, and Li Hong were already at the Spirit Chef Association in Yue Hu City. Shen He and Shen Qian, the grandfather and granddaughter duo, arrived even earlier.

Qin Lang wanted to invite Zhou Tianhao to watch the fight, but unfortunately Zhou Tianhao planned to visit a second-level Food Recommender in Yue Hu City today – in his words, he had to make the most of his time there.

With their schedules conflicting, Qin Lang did not insist.

“Qin Lang, what kind of dish have you prepared?” Upon entering the Food Fight stage, there was some time before the competition officially started. Shen Qian asked curiously.

“This dish is called Beijing Fried Pork Fillet,” Qin Lang smiled.

“Beijing Fried…Pork Fillet?” Shen Qian looked puzzled.

It seems to align with the livestock-based theme, but it’s hard to tell what it’s like solely from the name of the dish.

“The dish I’m making is called Red Cooked Beef Slices. It’s one of the dishes I’m best at, so be careful,” Shen Qian, not one to take advantage of Qin Lang, also hesitated to reveal the name of her dish.

“I’ll definitely give it my all,” Qin Lang smiled confidently.

The dish Beijing Fried Pork Fillet may look like an ordinary dish, but to perfect it is quite challenging.

While the mo were chatting, the seven primary judges arrived one by one, taking their seats at the judges’ seats.

The Food Fight was about to begin.

The two exchanged glances and quickly strode onto the stage.

In the audience seats, Zhou Qing and the others were whispering to each other.

“Who do you think will win?” Li Hong, intrigued, watched the two who entered the Competitive Standard Kitchen after the head judge had announced the rule of the Food Fight.

“That dish Qin is making, the Beijing Fried Pork Fillet, have any of you tasted it before?” Shen He asked curiously.

“Never heard of it,” Li Hong shook his head slightly. “However, Qin Lang is adept at a wide variety of cuisines, so it’s normal that he hasn’t shown all of them.”

“I see,” Shen He nodded. “I think my granddaughter Shen Qian has a better chance of winning. I’ve tasted her Red Cooked Beef Slices and it’s really good.” “Although I haven’t tasted the Beijing Fried Pork Fillet, I’m rooting for Qin Lang this time,” Zhou Qing chuckled. “Okay, let’s stop here, they’re starting.” The three of them stopped chatting and focused on the two Transparent Mode competition standard kitchens.

In Qin Lang’s kitchen, he was getting ready to cook the Beijing Fried Pork Fillet.

Beijing Sauce refers to Sweet Wheat Paste.

This sauce, which is a specialty of Beijing and made from wheat fermented through a process of “three steamings and three sunnings”, has a sweet aftertaste despite its salty flavor, hence the name “Beijing Sauce”.

There are many dishes using Sweet Wheat Paste, Beijing Fried Pork Fillet being the classic one.

And as for the Sweet Wheat Paste, Qin Lang had made some when he first arrived in this world, just in case he needed it.

Coming to Yue Hu City for the Leaping Fish Banquet, he naturally didn’t forget to bring the sauces he had prepared.

The Beijing Fried Pork Fillet doesn’t require much in the way of accompanying ingredients, the green onion is usually enough.

He kept the white part of the green onion and sliced it thinly, laid it at the bottom of the plate, and then started to prepare the pork.

The pork was first sliced into thin pieces and then quickly cut into strips, which were then set aside in a small bowl.

Having done all this, rather than moving on to the next step, Qin Lang, with a hint of curiosity, looked up at Shen Qian on the other side.

Thanks to the transparent mode, even though separated by the external walls of two competitive standard kitchens, he could still clearly see the movements of Shen Qian on the other side.

She had skillfully cut the prepared beef into thin slices with her knifework and was now preparing to marinate them.

Seeing the open flame and roasting rack next to her, Qin Lang seemed to have some thoughts.

The dish that Shen Qian prepared was called Red Cooked Beef Slices.

According to the normal naming of dishes, red cooked should be a method of cooking.

He only knew about white cooked, this was his first time hearing about red cooked.

But from Shen Qian’s demeanor, he could deduce that this special cooking method probably involved open flame roasting.

And it seemed that she had other preparations. It was not as simple as roasting beef slices.

Interesting.

Qin Lang looked away and started to coat the pork fillet slices in battei.

He added an appropriate amount of salt, white pepper, and cooking wine to the wide-mouth bowl containing the pork slices, quickly mixed it evenly, then added egg white and mixed it evenly again.

When Shen Qian looked up at Qin Lang, she happened to see him adding egg white and beginning to mix.

Egg white? Added to the pork fillet slices?

Shen Qian’s eyebrows raised slightly.

Even though Qin Lang had quickly begun the next step, adding starch and a small amount of water to the pork slices for the third mix, the image of him adding the egg white was still in Shen Qian’s mind.

She knew that starch could tenderize the meat, and she had tried it in her own cooking.

But mixing egg white with meat was something she had never considered. At that moment, the thought “so you can try it this way” popped into her head. If only for this, she had gained something from this Food Fight.

She could try it herself later.

Returning to her senses, Shen Qian set the beef slices she had been marinating aside and picked up a bag of fine pebbles.

These pebbles, carefully chosen from the banks of Jumping Fish Lake, were all about the same size with a very smooth surface, and they were also very tough, not shattering immediately when heated.

She laid these pebbles neatly on the roasting rack, letting the open flame roast them until they were hot. While she patiently waited, Shen Qian kept her eye on Qin Lang’s next steps.

After adding starch to the pork slices and mixing, the final ingredient he added was oil.

This was to prevent the pork slices from sticking to each other during cooking, ensuring rapid separation.

Shen Qian, who had a good grasp of cooking skills, quickly figured out the purpose of adding the oil. She then watched as a Food Spirit next to Qin Lang encompassed the evenly mixed pork slices with an invisible force.

This was…

Culinary Skill: Cooking Acceleration?’.

Shen Qian revealed a surprised and envious expression.

She didn’t expect Qin Lang’s Food Spirit to have such a culinary skill.

Immediately after, Shen Qian thought of another problem.

With the Cooking Acceleration skill, Qin Lang should be able to finish cooking very quickly.

And the speed at which cooking is completed does have some impact on the outcome of the Food Fight.

“Phew!”

Shen Qian exhaled softly, picking up the nearly marinated beef slices.

It was time to speed up.

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