Vol 311 Chapter 1003: 1003 Chili pepper stimulation

Chapter 1003 1003. Chili pepper stimulation

Professor Song’s body is stacked with pots in the distance, and the smell of chili peppers is spreading uncontrollably nearby.

It was so exciting that when I got closer to the booth, I almost shed tears.

When Qiao Qiao handed the bowl out, she looked at the judges sympathetically: "Do you really want to eat it?"

Eat, how can you not eat? There are dozens of exhibition areas. Although there are not many vegetables, everyone has tasted a lot of chili peppers throughout the morning.

But fortunately, you only need to taste the raw ones, and the main thing is to treat the cooked ones later. Otherwise, they don’t have iron stomachs. Wouldn’t eating them like this break their stomachs?

“Hiss!” The little old lady in charge took a bite and immediately frowned: “Crispy! Spicy! The meat is plump and moist!”

“It’s too exciting, but the spiciness is enough, and it’s a spiciness that everyone in the Xijiang area likes.”

“The richness of the meat is a major advantage, and the tiger skin green peppers will definitely be excellent.”

Everyone was hissing and chattering, and there was hot sweat on their foreheads. The reason why I was talking so hard now was not because the chili pepper stimulated my inspiration, but because if I didn't speak and the tip of my tongue was closed in the hot mouth, and the chili pepper stimulated me, I would probably explode right now.

You're over fifty, so you can't stick your tongue out in front of so many people.

Fortunately, Song Tan had already prepared. At this moment, he pushed over the green vegetable leaves of various colors that Qiao Qiao had broken and washed: "Let's take one piece each to suppress the spiciness... Don't eat too much, we will make the dishes later."

When the green vegetables enter your mouth, the crispy texture is far better than anything else. Even though the spiciness still cannot be suppressed, everyone can now know who the winner of this fruit and vegetable competition is.

The head of the judges sighed: "You only brought one category for each category, except for strawberry...how should we choose this champion?"

Houji selects the top ten according to the categories of fruits and vegetables. As long as the Song Tan family has other categories, there is no doubt that even the critical reporters present will not be able to say anything.

But only strawberry, she brought two kinds - to whom should I give the gold medal? Who should give the silver medal? I'm afraid there are so many people present that they can't come to a conclusion.

After all, every one of them is so delicious.

Qiaoqiao touched her belly, looked at the time, and asked curiously: "It's noon, aren't you getting off work?"

“What shift is there?” Nongxin’s young reporter subconsciously replied: “I haven’t tasted the cooked food yet!”

Who wants to eat the same work meals when you have the jewels in front of you?

"Ah?" Qiaoqiao was confused: "Aren't you already going to give me the championship?"

Normally no one would be able to say this kind of thing, but the taste of this restaurant's food is completely off the mark, far ahead. Nowadays, everyone just takes it for granted when I say this.

only…

“The champion is the champion, and we can’t omit the necessary procedures, right?” The old lady in charge was serious.

“Oh.” Qiaoqiao believed it.

At this moment, he skillfully placed the small pot he had received on the cassette stove. When he was about to pour the oil, he looked at Song Tan curiously: "Hey, did Teacher Song say that there is no need for seasoning in this step? Is it okay to boil it in water?"

Before Song Tan could speak, everyone was talking: "No, no. Just do what you normally do now."

“Want some seasoning? I know there is a soy sauce vendor in the exhibition area.”

“Are you jealous? I know someone who is familiar with you.”

"Is this pot okay? This is just a water boiling pot... You have to use an iron pot for cooking. Do you need an iron pot?"

Light the fire, heat the pan, pour the oil—

The chili pepper that made everyone sizzle was completely removed and washed out of the pot. Looking at Qiaoqiao's actions at this moment, there was only one sentence in everyone's mind:

【The most high-end ingredients often use the simplest cooking methods...】

Cousin Seven has indeed taught Qiao Qiao well. At this moment, the pot is on low heat and there is no other seasoning except oil and salt. But Qiaoqiao relied on this and cooked the remaining peppers one by one.

The meat is soft and the skin is covered with tiger skin. Seeing the people surrounding me, they still refused to move even after 12 o'clock.

With so many people, there’s nothing wrong with sharing a tiger-skinned green pepper for each person, right?

When it comes to eating, as long as one person reaches out first, everyone will be unable to hold back. Unfortunately, the small pot was not available at all, so the number of cassette stoves increased to three!

This was provided by some enthusiastic exhibition staff in the crowd—

“I have it, I have it! We just boiled it in the exhibition area and it’s not used at all! Just wait and I’ll go back and get it.”

"I have it too! Ours too... Just wait and I'll go back and get it!"

“Would it be too late to watch the fire if there is one more? Forget it, I’ll go back and get it too!”

That's it, it's obviously a serious selection meeting, but now it's noon, the entire exhibition area is empty and no one is there, but in this remote corner, there are people from three floors inside and three outside, all with frowns. Lock and stare at the five small stoves on the booth!

Qiaoqiao is becoming more and more proud—

Because with the help of the small pot over low heat, his movements became more and more proficient and he felt that he was even better at mastering it than the big pot at home!

The green peppers are hollowed out, washed and placed in a pot. With the help of hot oil, they are gradually cut off. They are dark in color, soft in body, and fleshy... When you turn them over, sprinkle them with salt. When both sides have a slight brown mark, a tiger-skinned green pepper is ready!

Although it lacks seasonings, the aroma is enough to attract everyone present with just the blessing of oil and salt.

Just like that, a basket of green peppers was distributed, and in the end only a dozen were left. Everyone at the scene was holding dishes and chopsticks, inhaling "Siha" while moaning that it was delicious.

Yang Zheng was drooling with greed. At this moment, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken when he looked at his immovable brother: "Are you an agent and you don't want to take a bite first?!"

Qiao Qiao shook her head: "This pot is too small and it won't taste good. I'll make some green pepper sauce and we can eat it with steamed buns?"

After saying that, without waiting for anyone to answer, he put the tiger skin green pepper on the chopping board, chopped it again with a knife, and chopped it into a ball of dark blue mud.

Song Tan had already taken out the burrito he had received on one side, picked up a ball with chopsticks and spread it evenly, and then rolled the pancake -

“Here, Xiao Yang, do you want to taste the food you begged for?”

At the same time, he also told Qiaoqiao: "Where are the cucumbers left at the bottom? There is no seasoning, and they are not delicious in cold dishes. Just treat them as fruit."

“You first fry the shredded radish that you cut earlier. The shredded radish is a perfect match with this roasted pepper sauce, and it’s a perfect match with steamed buns.”

Yang Zhengxin had a burrito wrapped in his mouth and was listening to the two siblings discussing the menu. He felt that the burritos in his hands were no longer so precious.

The onlookers looked at the pitiful, reluctant-to-eat tiger-skinned green pepper on their chopsticks, and at the same time looked at them with accusing eyes -

Ah ah ah, they want to eat too!

Update 1.

Today I have to go to the hospital for a physical examination. There is a party tonight, so there may not be any extra updates!

Good morning.

(End of this chapter)

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