The score for the first item will not be announced for the time being.
With the host's command, the second pastry competition began.
Even though Su Huaizhou managed to keep his composure, he was still infuriated by Jiang Zao's superb pinching technique and felt a pain in his liver: "Why don't you continue pretending?"
When they were close, he asked Jiang Zao in a low voice.
Jiang Zao had already thought of what to make. Without dyeing powder, the pastries she made would only be original colors. She immediately eliminated flower and fruit varieties. While making the water-oil dough, she took some time to answer Su Huaizhou's questions.
"I just like the feeling of playing monkey. If you keep pretending, how can I appreciate your shocked expressions?"
Su Huaizhou was so angry that he laughed. He didn't expect such words to come out of the mouth of a harmless-looking person.
Okay, you are brave.
He also started making pastry, with a similar idea to ginger and dates, without color as a background, it is best to choose a primary color shape.
After two or three minutes, Su Huaizhou decided to cook lotus root.
The color of the lotus root is similar to the color of the fried pastry, and the finished product looks natural and does not look abrupt.
As the contestants were making the food, everyone in the audience couldn't help but look at the ginger dates again.
Chen Baijing whispered to Master Sun, "What is Jiang Zao doing? I can't tell what she's holding in her hand."
She could tell that the tall guy next to Jiang Zao was cooking lotus root.
Master Sun immediately recognized what the ginger and jujube base shape was: "Squirrel pastry, with chrysanthemum pastry used as the landscape."
There are many varieties of chrysanthemums, with thick petals, many layers, and a wide variety of colors. Original color chrysanthemum crisps are already good enough for competitions, but in Jiang Zao's competition entry, she actually used chrysanthemum crisps as a background!!!
Chen Baijing was so shocked that her jaw dropped.
How can a person be so awesome!
Jiang Dazhu clapped unconsciously: "That's awesome, really awesome!"
"The gap between people is gradually widened in this way. No, I may work hard for my whole life and still not be able to reach the starting line of Jiang Zao."
He suddenly realized that it was not bad not to advance, since he would not be selected anyway. After advancing and participating in the competition with Jiang Zao, he felt that it would be difficult for him to compete, and his self-confidence must have been greatly hit.
Squirrel pastry requires water-oil dough and oil-pastry dough. The water-oil dough is wrapped with the oil-pastry dough, which is then cut into strips using the stacking method and cut into slices. The huge tail and body of the squirrel are wrapped with lotus seed paste filling and pinched into the shape of a small squirrel.
The squirrel created by Jiang Zao is very realistic, with a fluffy tail and a hairy feel, and it looks vivid, as if a real little squirrel is standing on the table.
The petals of the chrysanthemum pastry she made are delicate, with the tail curled inward and blooming layer by layer, and the shape is lifelike. The little squirrel placed next to the chrysanthemum pastry looks smart and natural.
Wang Meili, who was competing in the front row, looked back and saw Jiang Zao's work, then looked at the small persimmon in her hand, and her self-confidence shattered into dumpling filling.
She was unwilling to let Jiang Zao steal the show!
Evil thoughts arose from the corner of my heart.
Wang Meili was diagonally above Jiang Zao, a few meters to the left and rear. As long as she pretended to fall accidentally, not only would she smash Jiang Zao's operating table, but a slight scratch on her arm would also destroy her entry.
Since she couldn't get a good ranking, Jiang Zao couldn't even think about getting first place.
Wang Meili made a plan and slowly moved back with the pastry in her hand.
Jiang Zao noticed that before she could think about it, the jade pendant on her chest became warm.
The male contestant standing next to Wang Meili suddenly sneezed, and his elbow accidentally hit the soy sauce bottle he had just used to make buns. The bottle rolled down the table and landed right at Wang Meili's heel.
Things happened at the same time.
The bottle rolled over and Wang Meili raised her foot.
She stepped on the bottle, her foot slipped and her body tilted sideways, not only falling flat on her face, but also kicking her foot onto her workbench, knocking over the pastry, flour, fillings, plates, and half-made persimmon cakes.
"ah!"
Wang Meili screamed in fear. As expected, she fell to the ground like a turtle with its shell upside down. Her elbow was the first to touch the ground, making a crisp sound of broken bones and pain spreading throughout her body.
The fallen pastry and flour fell on her, soy sauce and other seasonings were spilled on the flour, the plate shattered next to her face, and all kinds of noises mixed together, the scene was very chaotic.
The flour flying in the air slowly fell down, and Wang Meili, who was rolling on the ground with her arms hugged, noticed that everyone was looking at her.
So embarrassing!
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I accidentally dropped the bottle just now. Are you okay?" The owner of the soy sauce bottle looked rather honest and a bit timid, and kept apologizing.
He wanted to help Wang Meili up, but was afraid of touching her injured area, so he looked at the host anxiously and pleadingly.
The host was good at dealing with emergencies. He put down the microphone, ran over and squatted next to Wang Meili: "Comrade, can you still move your arm?"
The flour covered Wang Meili's face, splattered with black sauce. She screamed and spoke, the white flour highlighting the slightly yellow teeth: "It feels like it's broken. It hurts so much. It's almost killing me."
"Hurry up and find a doctor for me. My talent in pastry making is unmatched by most people. If my arm is broken, can you afford to compensate me?"
Talented?
It’s her!
What does it matter if she is called the talented Jiang Zao?
The host, who was originally very concerned, thought that Wang Meili was too outrageous and her personality was a bit annoying. However, due to his duties, he responsibly found someone to carry Wang Meili on a stretcher to the city hospital for treatment.
After resolving the small incident, the host added 5 minutes to the production time for the second competition.
When the time is up, everyone brings their prepared pastry works to the judges' table.
There are peony pastries, lotus pastries, lotus root pastries... There are all kinds of pastries. They all look good when viewed individually, and the flowers are lifelike. But when their works are placed together with Jiangzao's, they appear thin and not lively enough.
The ginger and jujube pastries are plentiful and intricately designed, with layers of squirrel-hair texture for a fuzzy feel. The chrysanthemum pastries in the background are full and charming, with a few petals slightly curled and not yet fully opened. This doesn't feel flawed, but rather creates a dynamic beauty of blooming.
The judges couldn't wait to grab the little squirrel. One elderly man with gray hair looked at the little squirrel and said with a smile: "I don't dare to eat it. It looks too real."
Someone who had already eaten it caught the falling crumbs with his hands: "Mr. Zeng, please eat it quickly. It's still crispy now."
The old man called Zeng Lao smiled and took a bite. It was crispy and delicious. The texture and taste were impeccable. The lotus seed paste inside was sweet, delicate and soft, forming a sharp contrast with the outer skin.
Crispy wrapped in soft.
It's so crispy that it falls apart, and so soft that it melts in your mouth.
The taste is rich and it is very addictive.
Those who were quick-eyed and quick-handed had already finished the squirrel pastry and extended their chopsticks to the chrysanthemum pastry. There were only two chrysanthemum pastries, so they were naturally first come first served.
Sun Ligen watched the judges scramble for food from below, his mouth curled up to his ears. "Brother, are you ready? Take some time to call me to your house to watch you perform a handstand peeing show."
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