"It's you again!" After all the judges finished throwing the bamboo sticks in their hands, Lord Wei came to his senses, the slender and soft girl in front of him was the girl who had been leading the competition in the first two rounds!
At this moment, her name has been deeply engraved in Master Wei's mind—her name is Wenrou!
"I made all the adults laugh! This is a whim of a little girl, please forgive me if I don't do it well!" She saluted with a gentle and modest smile.
"Miss Wen, what rare ingredients are these made of? Why have we never tried this kind of taste?!" Master Wei asked curiously.
"In the words of my lord, this is not made of rare things, but eggs, supplemented with flour and sugar, oh, yes, and some seasonal fruits!" Gentle and shallow smile, with a pair of pears on his face. The vortex bloomed again, very tempting.
"Use eggs!" Master Wei's expression at the moment can be described as dumbfounded!
Never thought that eggs can make this taste!
How on earth is this done? Why can't you see the shadow of the egg? !
"That's right, just use eggs!" Rourou smiled modestly again, and pointed at the eggshells in the waste basket with her finger embarrassingly.
Sure enough, in today's gentle waste basket, there are only a few egg shells, and then there are some fruit peels and cores!
The judges were so shocked that they could hardly speak.
I wanted to ask, how is this dish cooked
But after all, for the sake of the fairness and justice of the competition, the judges should not have any prejudice and subjectivity. Therefore, the judges were not allowed to show up during the cooking process of the competition. They just waited for the dishes of the chefs to be placed in front of the judges by the maidservants. , and then finish voting. Only then can I ask the owner of this dish!
However, although it is the highest level of cooking competition in Beijing, after all, every chef has his own unique skills. Therefore, the entire game adopts a back-to-back style. No matter how many people are watching, everyone can only see the back of the chef, and even better, they can barely see the profile...
Perhaps this is to protect the craftsmanship of the chefs' private dishes!
Just like at this moment, all the judges want to ask, but after all, this is a competition, and the task of the judges is only to judge, not to learn cooking skills!
"Miss Wen, what's the name of this dish?" Master Wei asked after contemplating for a moment, resisting his curiosity.
"This is called..." Rourou groaned slightly, and then said with a cheerful smile: "This is called a birthday cake! It is specially prepared for the emperor's birthday! This cake is layered on top of each other, implying rising every step of the way; nine is the number of layers, taken from The biggest, the implication is as high as the sky! Since my country is prosperous and the people are safe, the emperor, as the lord and Mingjun, of course has a long life without bounds, so I present this cake to the emperor. I wish the emperor a happy birthday and a long life without bounds!" with a gentle and sweet smile.
"Wonderful! Wonderful!" Master Wei couldn't help applauding after hearing this.
for a while. All the adults applauded and applauded.
The endless admiration instantly surrounded Gentle.
Immediately, there was a lot of discussion in the crowd, Master Wei once again used his keen observation and harsh judgment to inform everyone about the competition in advance.
Of course, the necessary procedures still have to go.
The master of ceremonies stepped forward slowly, and announced loudly: "After the third round of selection, I announce that the following five chefs will stay and be selected into the palace! They are: Gentle. Wen Shouzheng..."
The resounding name mixed with the aroma of food reverberated over the arena for a long time.
"Great! Great! Miss Wen has been selected! Miss Wen has been selected!" Sheng Yaoshan was surprised and delighted for a moment. Excited, he danced again and again, and even hugged Gu Changfeng tightly beside him. I don't want to let go for a long time.
Ren Yue's lips were still biting tightly, even though Gentle stayed in the ranks of being selected for the palace as he wished, but before the name of the winner of the competition was announced, Ren Yue's heart was still hanging high!
That day, what Ren Hongting said was "getting the top spot"!
If it wasn't for the first place, even if he was selected into the palace, his fate with Wen Rou would definitely be interrupted!
"Everyone be quiet!" The master of ceremonies gestured for everyone to keep quiet.
Once again, the field was so quiet that only the heartbeat could be heard.
"After we checked the number of bamboo sticks again, I announce that the winner of the third round is still Wen Rou! Combining the results of the previous two rounds, the winner of the first prize in this year's Beijing chef selection is—Ren Wen!" The master of ceremonies trembled. This teenage girl, as the first female contestant in Dazhou's history to participate in the men's competition, is so shocking when she makes a move!
As a witness of this miracle, the master of ceremonies felt that his heart began to tremble!
"Rou'er! You finally won!" Ren Yue's heart was calling!
The tightly biting lips closed even tighter in an instant!
That was the bet he exchanged with Ren Hongting for his only bargaining chip of "trust"!
Bet everything, but still let him win a grand slam!
An elusive expression flashed from the corners of Ren Yue's eyes, with a hint of complacency in his joy, and a hint of sadness in his complacency.
"Listen to the remaining five chefs! Three days later, we will gather at the east gate of the Imperial Palace at Chenshi, and someone will take you into the palace to participate in the emperor's personal selection! Everyone seize the opportunity and strive to be appointed by the emperor as imperial chefs!" The master of ceremonies finally carefully Confidentially explain what will happen three days later!
As a member of Qinxing, every chef's lifelong dream is to become an imperial chef in the palace!
Today, although it is only one step away from the imperial chef, entering the palace is an indisputable fact!
Wen Rou secretly let out a sigh of relief!
As Wen Shouzheng, who had already entered the palace as an imperial chef in his previous life, this time he participated in the chef selection competition in the capital, the inevitable result, gentleness is not worried!
It's just that, in the previous life, I didn't enter the palace as a cook, let alone the imperial cook of the imperial dining room!
Even though she was reborn with a miraculous nose and tongue, it was the first time in two lifetimes that Tenderness could participate in such a chef selection contest gathered by so many experts!
"Rou'er! You must win!" Ren Yue's words were still ringing in his ears.
"Yes! I must win! I must enter the palace! I really did it!" Tears welled up in Gentle's eyes again!
It is like a spring that has been suppressed for a long time, once it is dug, it will gush out!
"Here, wipe it quickly, people will see you and think you don't want to enter the palace!" Ren Yue handed over a clean white handkerchief from behind.
"Young Master Ren, I won!" Rourou took the handkerchief, gently wiped away her tears, and smiled.
"Yes, I saw it!" The corner of Ren Yue's mouth curled into an elegant smile.
It can be seen that it is a sincere smile!
"Do you remember what you promised me?" Wen Rou asked with a smile after wiping away her tears.
"Rou'er, I..." Ren Yue hesitated slightly, but stopped talking.
"You don't want to go back on your word, do you?" She asked with a gentle and mischievous smile.
"Rou'er, I... I want to tell you one thing first..." Ren Yue paused, but still spoke.
"Rou'er, it's time to go!" Wen Shouzheng happily ran out of the arena.
The carriage of Qiao's family was still waiting.
"Chef Wen, Miss Wen, you have achieved such good results today, you should celebrate it, come on, come on, I will be the host today, Changfeng, go to Wen's house to bring Aunt Wen and Wen Ting, and come here Come on, Cai Bo is also counted, Ren Yue, you can also call Mr. Songtao when you go back! Everyone, come, today is Haofulou in the capital, and I, Sheng Yaoshan, will be the host! Let Miss Wen and Chef Wen have a good celebration!" Sheng Yaoshan said briskly Divide the work.
Gu Changfeng was about to turn around.
Ren Yue held the tender arm tightly.
"Sheng Yaoshan, you go first, Miss Wen and I have something to say, we will meet you in Haofulou later!" Ren Yue said lightly.
"Ren San, if you have anything to say, just say it at the wine table later! Do you have any shameful whispers to say alone?" Sheng Yaoshan sneered.
"Huh!" Ren Yue didn't explain, just gently pulled Wen Rou's arm, and after a moment of ease, Wen Rou flew up in an instant and landed firmly on Yingxue's body.
Ren Yue immediately got on his horse, shook the reins lightly, and Yingxue disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Hey! I said..." Sheng Yaoshan was about to speak, but the two men had already disappeared.
"This bitch is from every family!" Sheng Yaoshan lowered his head and muttered, "Chef Wen, Uncle Cai, let's go first! Changfeng, please arrange to pick up Mr. Songtao, Aunt Wen and Wen Ting!"
Immediately, Sheng Yaoshan drove the carriage himself, without any explanation, and carried Wen Shouzheng and Cai Mi to Fulou!
Since Ren Yue could take Miss Wen away without any explanation, why couldn't Sheng Yaoshan take away his gentle father and master without any explanation
Away from the downtown area, a small river flows through the capital city.
In the midsummer season, the willows are swaying, looking from a distance, the whole riverside seems to be covered with a green veil.
The warm wind was slightly intoxicating, and the willow silk danced slightly. Two figures, one in a water-colored dress and the other in a white shirt, stood facing each other by the Liuxia River.
"What's the matter? You still have to run so far?" The atmosphere was a little stagnant, and Gentle subconsciously raised the topic first.
"I didn't tell you before because I was afraid that you would be under pressure. Now that you have won the game, I will tell you the truth!" Ren Yue's expression was serious, not as calm as usual.
"Huh?" Gentle and surprised.
"I used your game to make a bet with my father!" Ren Yue took a deep breath and said calmly.
"What bet?" Rourou was curious.
"If you win the competition and come out on top, I will marry you into Ren's mansion!" Ren Yue replied with a vow!
"Ah?!" Gentle's mouth was wide open, this... what's going on!
"If you lose the game, or fail to come out on top, I will never see you again in this life!" Ren Yue added immediately.
"Ah?!" Rourou was stunned!
What's happening here! This bet is too absolute!
Thinking about it carefully, Ren Yue's various abnormal behaviors in the game reminded him more than once: "You must win!" Wen Rou understood everything in an instant!
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