"Then, let's begin today's first event! Cook white rice."
A trolley was pushed to the center of the stage.
There were ten bowls of various kinds on top of the table. The bowls were all filled with white rice.
"These ten bowls contain the ten most famous types of rice from all over the country," Cai Lan explained. China's nine provinces are vast and rich in resources. The climate of each place is different, so the quality of rice is also different. Choosing the right rice, matching it with the right water quality, and using the right method was the key to this first competition.”
"No. 2 rice." Long Kunbao chose No. 2 rice.
"No. 4 rice." Liao Jie chose number four.
The emcee took the documents and explained," The No. 2 rice chosen by Master Long Kunbao is the famous Hejin Xiaozhan Rice. Because the weather in Hejin is dry, the rice received sufficient sunlight when it was dried, so the rice is harder.”
"The No. 4 rice that Master Liao chose is fragrant rice from Jiangnan. Because of the humidity in the south, the rice was dried by machines. Then, the traditional rice pounding machine was used to peel the rice. The outer shell of the rice would crack, but it would taste soft and glutinous when cooked.”
Master Liao and Master Long had already begun the process of washing the rice.
However, the old man from the Richu Kingdom did not choose. He just walked to the bowls and looked at them carefully.
"This old gentleman, every time you cook rice, you have to carefully choose the rice to meet the requirements. Mr. Chen, which rice do you think he will choose?”
" No. 10." Chen Feng did not even think about it.”
As expected, Cunming Meng chose the 10th meter.
Yu Qian and the others were shocked.”
" All of you said that the delegation of the First Day had come here with some provocation. If it were you…" Chen Feng asked Wu Jing,""What weapon will you choose when you go to the arena?”
"A gun." The spear is my forte."
" Of course." Chen Feng smiled." Then, of course he will choose the 10th meter." No. 10 rice was Koshihikari rice produced in Japan.”
"Oh, I see." Yu Qian and the others cleared their doubts.
However, Cai Lan was shocked.
As a judge, he knew the number of each type of rice. From the moment Chen Feng entered the restaurant to the moment he sat down, it had taken him less than 20 minutes to do so. He had never communicated with the organizing committee before. How could he know?
"Mr. Chen, how did you know that No. 10 rice is the Koshihikari rice of the Ri Chu Country?”
" The reason why it's called this is because it's produced in the Ancient Yue Country. The temperature difference between day and night is large, so the rice that can mature must be resistant to high temperature and cold. It's very difficult to germinate. The rice grains produced are uniform, plump, and round. It's also called Pearl Rice, but the rice in our country is longer in shape..."
As soon as he said this, Yu Qian, Wu Jing, Ma Weidu, and Cai Lan looked at him in horror.
What kind of divine eyesight was this?
The distance between this place and the central stage was more than ten meters!
He could actually tell that the rice grains of No. 10 rice were different from the other rice grains?!
"Mr. Chen, you have good eyesight!" Cai Lan exclaimed. How did he do it? It's really amazing!"
Chen Feng, however, didn't care.”
There is an allusion here.
The words came from Ouyang Xiu's oil seller.
Chen Yaozi is good at archery and is unparalleled in the world.
He gathered a group of underlings to perform. Every arrow he shot would hit the heart, and the underlings would cheer.
There was an old man selling oil outside the wall. He leaned against a carrying pole and looked at them with disdain.
Chen Yaozi called him over and asked,"You know archery too?"”
The old man was still very disdainful. Didn't he know how to do it with his hands? Who can't do it after practicing it?"
" What?!" Chen Yaozi was furious." You old fogey dare to look down on me?"”
The old man was very calm.”
After saying that, he took out a gourd and placed it on the ground. He placed a copper coin on the mouth of the gourd and stood up to pour oil into the gourd with a water ladle.
The oil was like a thin thread, flowing into the gourd from the hole in the coin. After pouring out a ladle of oil, there was not a single drop of oil on the coin.
While everyone was exclaiming, the old man said,""So what? Only my hands are familiar with it."
This story was later extended to teach others not to brag.
However, for a craftsman like Chen Feng, a master craftsman, to say such words…
That was the word 'modesty'.
How could one train one's eyesight?
"Mr. Chen, you're too modest…" Cai Lan waved her hand.
Chen Feng did not answer.”
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At this moment, Master Liao and Master Long had already washed the rice.
Liao Jie took out a few hollow bamboo tubes, poured the rice into them, and sealed them tightly with a wooden stopper.
After that, he placed the bamboo tube into the living mud ball, wrapped it up, and inserted two bamboo poles on it to breathe.
He directly placed the mud ball on the fire to roast it.
While roasting, Liao Jie used a wooden stick to adjust the position and direction of the mud ball.
"Is this…the cooking method of Lotus Leaf Chicken?”
"Beggar's chicken also does this…"
"Master Liao is really creative! Cook rice like Beggar's Chicken?" The emcee praised repeatedly.
On the other hand, Long Kunbao didn't put the rice into the pot. Instead, he put a ginseng and some herbs into a porcelain pot, added water, and put the porcelain pot into the boiling pot.
"What is Master Long doing? This program was clearly a soup brewing program! It seemed that these two masters were really active and different from the rest.”
When the fragrance of ginseng and other herbs wafted out, Long Kunbao immediately placed the rice that had been laid flat in the steamer into the pot and placed it on the rack.
Then, he covered the pot lid tightly.
"One uses mud to roast, and the other uses soup to steam.”Cai Lan praised.
"Let's take a look at the so-called cooking immortal, Old Mister Meng! Oh! He's actually…"
The old man was washing rice…
As he dug, he would occasionally throw the rice grains into the bowl at the side.
Wu Jing was stunned." What's that old man doing?”
" It's said that he has been cooking for 60 years. In order to find a consistent taste, he would personally wash the rice and pick the rice every time. He tried to ensure that the shape and size of each grain of rice were similar…" Cai Lan explained.
"Pick one by one?" Wu Jing was really shocked this time!
" Then won't the customers starve to death?!"
"So he wakes up at 3 am every morning to wash the rice…"
Wu Jing shook his head repeatedly.
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