Translator: SJade, Editor: Dj22031
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At the beginning of the exam, the first thing to test was the seasoning combination and order of ingredients. The examiner gave the seasoning combination for stewed mutton.
The most difficult part of combining mutton seasonings was getting rid of the mutton smell. The mutton smell was so strong that after a meal, no matter whether it was chopsticks, bowls, or pots, it would all be contaminated. The smell would not go away for several days, which was very uncomfortable.
The candidates calmed down and most of them started to get busy. Only a small number of them had not recovered from Kevin’s identity announcement and were secretly looking at Su Yemu.
Su Baihua was in the most obvious mood and looked dazed. He either knocked over the cup or dropped the spoon. He accidentally turned around and saw Su Yemu with a chilling gaze.
Sophie’s mood was also very affected. She glanced at Su Yemu from the corner of her eye from time to time, gritted her teeth secretly, her eyes were complicated, and they didn’t know what she was thinking.
Su Yemu lowered his head, not paying attention to their gazes at all. The most original smell of mutton was mutton. If all the mutton smell was removed, the taste of the mutton would be reduced by half. If not completely removed, the mutton smell would remain, even if it was weak. He thought he didn’t have the required materials, so he was worried!
Su Yemu raised his head and looked around, and happened to see Su Baihua’s hateful eyes. Su Yemu gave him a very friendly smile, looked at the examiner and raised his hand: “Mr. Examiner, I have better seasoning for mutton stew. Can I use materials other than these?”
The examiner frowned and was about to scold Su Yemu when Old Chen’s voice came back. The examiner was startled and had to ask: “What are the uses of those medicinal materials?”
“To remove the fishy and mutton smell, I found that the recipe of this seasoning either cannot remove the fishy and mutton smell, or it uses heavy ingredients to remove all the smell,” Su Yemu said: “The former is difficult to eat, and the latter loses the original taste of the mutton. None of them are suitable. My recipe can retain a small part of the smell without it being overpowering.”
Su Yemu’s words aroused everyone’s surprise; at present, their cooking was mainly Western-style, and the condiments were also Western-style. Mainly, the term “herb” in Su Yemu’s mouth surprised everyone. What was it? And what did he mean when he talked about the fishy smell of the reserved part. Was he kidding them? Do you think it’s data that could be adjusted at will?
The examiner found it troublesome and wanted to refuse, but Mr. Chen’s words came back to him through his ear, which asked the examiner to agree; he had tolerated the mutton smell for more than a hundred years, and if it was completely removed then the taste of mutton was lost. Mr. Chen also wanted to see how Su Yemu would do it.
“I object,” Sophie said angrily, “Why can he do something special?” Being choked like this, the examiner was not happy: “If you have a better formula, I will allow you to bring it out.”
Sophie was momentary speechless.
Blushing with anger, this proposal was approved.
Well done to the examiner. Today’s cooking already lacks recipes and condiments. If there are better recipes, why don’t you bring them out?
I like to eat mutton. If it can retain a little fishy smell without being too strong, I support it.
Are the prescriptions provided for free? I really want to know.
Everyone in the live broadcast room agreed, and some people thought that Su Yemu was generous. Now it was a live broadcast and tens of billions of people could see it, so they should thank him!
Su Yemu told the examiner what he wanted and provided the address. Within five minutes, the thing was delivered. After machine testing, it was edible and had high medicinal value.
Ten minutes later, it was time for the exam. The candidates decided on their own in the order of adding the condiments and tested them with a machine. Finally, it was determined that Su Yemu’s recipe had the highest nutritional value and the best taste.
That medicinal material was called: Angelica dahurica.
Oh my God, only one thing was added? Did it make that much difference?
See the data? The green pigment in this medicinal material is so high, I’m going crazy. What on earth is this? Why have I never heard of it?
Found it, this shop is called Tongrentang. There are many condiments here that I have never seen before, but the medicinal value is very high.
I really want to know why he knows these things, the food he cooks is delicious, and he is good-looking. How come there is such a perfect person that everyone wants to marry.
At this level, another quarter of the participants had been removed. Next was cooking. This time there was a requirement. The examiner required everyone to make a staple food.
There were limits on how much ingredients you could take this time, and whoever took more would be eliminated directly. This rule was set by Mr. Chen, and no one dared to object.
“Mr. Chen, did you already know this?” Saruman’s face turned cold. He didn’t expect that the person who appeared when Su Yemu took the fifth level test was actually Marshal He.
“Kappei also knows.”
Mr. Chen dragged Kappei into the water and laughed secretly in his heart. Saruman was from the Su family. If something happened to the Su family suddenly, his life would not be good, especially since he had given mixed reviews to Su Yemu together with Kappei before.
Saruman said nothing, but the hand on his lap shook slightly. He Yunting was too cruel charging them for treason.
Su Yemu was going to make spare ribs claypot rice[1]. He soaked the rice first, then cut the pork ribs into half-finger lengths, added beans, soy sauce, sugar and other seasonings, mixed well and marinated the ribs, then he washed two green vegetables and set them aside, then Su Yemu had nothing to do.
He pulled up a stool and sat down, staring at the ground in a daze.
What is Su Yemu doing, just sitting in daze?
Finished? Then what?
Pfft, there are two different worlds, one is busy and the other is sitting calmly and daydreaming, haha, so cute, I want to be a fan.
Su Yemu sat there for fifteen minutes, twenty-five minutes, thirty-five minutes. The examiner couldn’t help but come over, stretched his head to look here and there, hesitated to speak, and finally said nothing. Without saying anything, he turned around and left.
Forty minutes later, the aroma of bread, steak, and fried rice was already wafting over the place, but Su Yemu was still sitting, motionless.
Did he give up the game?
What a joke, Bobo is holding back his ultimate move, although I don’t know what he is planning to do.
Did he put the rice there and forget to cook it?
Did he think that just soaking the rice would cook it automatically? His cooking skills are even better than those of his master, so he can’t cheat!
Go away, can what Her Royal Highness the Queen said be false? I watched his direct video, he is a very powerful young man.
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