"What's this?"
In Shengdefu's kitchen, Jim was standing in front of the stove, looking coldly at He Chengqing in front of him.
In He Chengqing's outstretched hand was a transparent yellow medicine bottle with a few pills inside.
"A newly developed drug can increase the user's adrenaline secretion within half an hour, increase the nerve sensor system, and stimulate a creative thinking state. It can increase the chef's cooking skills by at least 10% in a very short period of time, or even more." He Chengqing explained hurriedly, "This drug has been tested many times - of course not publicly. Many people who were not good at cooking originally, after taking this drug, will perform exceptionally well when cooking!"
Jim stopped what he was doing and looked at the medicine bottle in He Chengqing's hand: "In simple terms, this is a stimulant for chefs?"
"That's right!" He Chengqing nodded proudly and said, "It can effectively increase the proficiency of any person's skills in their field of expertise, and can improve the inspiration index of such skills. I just spent a lot of effort to get this thing. As long as you take a moment before the game, you will definitely be able to beat Ye Chui!"
He Chengqing said this, motioning for Jim to take the medicine.
However, Jim did not move.
He suddenly looked at He Chengqing coldly: "So, in your opinion, it is impossible for me to win Ye Chui, right?"
He Chengqing suddenly realized something, and she quickly shook her head and said, "No, of course not, this is just insurance..."
"Take it away." Jim's attention fell back to the stove in front of him, and his hands became busy. "I won't eat this."
"You know how important this game is..." He Chengqing's face turned anxious.
"That's why I take this competition so seriously. I want to win this cooking competition with my real skills." Jim said stubbornly.
"You...you!" He Chengqing's face became more anxious.
Jim looked up at He Chengqing again: "Ms. He, please leave!"
Usually Jim called He Chengqing "Chengqing", but now calling her Miss He meant that he was completely disappointed with He Chengqing and wanted to end the conversation immediately.
He Chengqing was stunned for a moment, then turned and left the kitchen.
"You stubborn fool!" She cursed softly outside the kitchen. Suddenly, she saw someone standing next to her from the corner of her vision. When she looked over, she found it was Mrs. Gao.
Mrs. Gao still had her usual calm, reassuring smile on her face. She suddenly stretched out her hand to He Chengqing: "Give me the medicine, I'll take care of it."
"He won't listen to you." He Chengqing said after thinking for a while.
"It doesn't matter, just let him eat it secretly." Mrs. Gao said lightly, "I think he will understand us afterwards."
He Chengqing was still a little hesitant, but in the end she handed the medicine in her hand to the old man in front of her who looked very kind.
…
At three o'clock in the afternoon.
Ye Chui and his group arrived at Shengdefu Hotel.
This was the sixth hotel that Ye Chui challenged. Shengdefu was an eight-star hotel. It was magnificent, like a palace. The huge Shengdefu sign was hung at the door. It was obviously made by a famous artist, and it was completely different from the combination of Chinese and Western styles of Pengguan. There was only Chinese on this sign, and the shape of the sign was extremely irregular, as if it was the oblique section of a piece of wood, with visible growth rings on it.
The waiters standing at the door to greet guests are all Asian girls from Chinatown, wearing antique uniforms. The completely ancient Chinese style gives people a very familiar and friendly feeling.
Huang Yiyuan was standing on the steps at the entrance of Shengdefu, waiting for everyone to arrive with a smile.
In addition, there were several reporters standing in front of the steps waiting for interviews, but when Ye Chui and his group arrived, they did not rush forward immediately, but consciously made way for them.
"This cooking competition is said to be derived from the inheritance of Chinatown cuisine and Chinese cuisine. Is that true?"
"Mr. Robert, you are the chairman of the Gourmet Department of the International Gourmet Association. What do you think of the fairness of this competition?"
"Mr. Michel, how do you think this game will turn out?"
Sharp questions were constantly thrown at us, most of which were in English. The enthusiasm of this interview had obviously surpassed the attention received in the previous few venues.
There are five high-level gourmets serving as judges, including one five-knife gourmet and four four-knife gourmets. This is already an international first-line gourmet cooking competition.
The morning match was not widely reported because the level of the match had not yet been reported, but the afternoon match had obviously attracted the interest of countless people.
At Robert's gentle reminder, Ye Chui did not stop at all and went straight into the Shengdefu Hotel with everyone.
The lobby at the entrance has undergone a simple renovation and has become a very formal cooking competition site. The five judges' seats are placed in the middle facing the main door, and dozens of stools are neatly placed opposite. These seats are prepared for guests, some of whom are reporters, and the other part is prepared for Chinatown food celebrities such as Chen Tian, Shen Zhongda, Lin Li, and Zhang Jiahui, as well as Ye Chui's friends such as Tang Shanshan and Li Xiuyun.
Several photographers from the TV station were carrying cameras to film the scene - everyone else could remain calm about the presence of the cameras, but Tang Shanshan couldn't help herself at all.
This girl was obviously having the opportunity to be on TV for the first time. She was so excited that she kept shaking in her seat.
Perhaps the camera saw that Tang Shanshan was such a lively and lovely girl, and deliberately pointed the camera at Tang Shanshan. A host accompanying her smiled and said, "My beautiful lady, do you have anything to say? You can say it to the camera."
"Is it really possible? Can what I said be broadcast on TV?" Tang Shanshan asked excitedly.
"Of course." The host encouraged with a smile.
Tang Shanshan immediately took a deep breath and put her face close to the camera. In the camera's field of view, Tang Shanshan's lovely face immediately filled the whole field of view. The girl thought for a moment and then asked, "Dad, brother, how are you? Can you see me? Did you have a good lunch..." As she spoke, the girl tapped the camera with her finger...
Li Xiuyun and Chen Jiao, who were standing by, hurriedly pulled the girl away, sweating profusely. The host obviously wanted her to say something about the competition, not to let her chat with her family in front of the camera...
The host was also sweating profusely, and it seemed that Zhan was a little unsteady on his feet. He swayed and hurriedly took the cameraman to another place.
Tang Shanshan was still not satisfied, so she stood up and tried to make herself visible to the camera, gesturing with her hands: "I had Shen Jiao for lunch, it's free, you can eat as much as you want, I'm so happy that I'm almost dying..."
This scene made everyone look sideways.
Chen Tian and Li Xiuyun broke out in a cold sweat again and wanted to announce to others that they didn't know this girl at all.
I’ve heard of people going crazy after drinking too much, but I’ve never heard of people going crazy after eating too many dumplings…
At this time, several waiters quickly helped to arrange seats, and Ye Chui and Han Yuyan, his kitchen assistant, were sent into the kitchen by the waiters.
In my previous life, in the chef competitions I encountered, basically every chef’s cooking process could be filmed directly, and it was quite pleasing to watch the chefs cooking. But this is obviously not possible in this world.
The confidentiality of the recipe makes the chef's cooking process also a very confidential matter.
Also seated in the audience were Mrs. Gao, Huang Yiyuan, and even He Chengqing and others.
Huang Yiyuan was looking around all the time because he had to maintain order at the scene. At this time, Mrs. Gao exchanged glances with He Chengqing, and then Mrs. Gao glanced at a waiter next to her.
She was a beautiful girl with long hair, wearing a blue dress that looked a bit like a court maid. She nodded, poured a glass of water, put a pill into the glass while no one was paying attention, picked it up and walked towards the kitchen.
In the kitchen, Jim was standing in front of the stove with his eyes closed. The waiter handed the cup to Jim and said, "Brother Jim, have a drink of water now."
Jim shook his head: "I'm not thirsty."
"Then..." The long-haired girl was slightly surprised for a moment, and then continued, "Then I'll put the water aside, and you can drink it when you want, Jim."
After saying this, the long-haired girl put the water on the stove next to her and hurriedly left the kitchen.
…
In China, far away on the other side of the ocean, it was now the early morning hours.
However, a piece of news that suddenly appeared on the Internet suddenly ignited the enthusiasm of all netizens, and many people even got out of bed and waited in front of the computer.
The BBC Good Food Channel in the US is broadcasting live the cooking challenge taking place at Shengdefu.
Some Chinese netizens in the United States used a certain video broadcasting software to capture the live broadcast images on TV and spread them to Chinese websites, which obviously aroused great enthusiasm among many people.
"This is the sixth game. Ye Chui has won five games in a row against Chinatown. He really deserves to be the number one chef in China!"
"Looking at this, who in this world would dare to look down on the quality of Chinese cuisine?"
"Ye Chui will win!"
"Ye Chui will definitely win the final victory in this game!"
Some time ago, Ye Chui's move to challenge Chinatown alone caused a great response from domestic netizens. Later, with the strong support of countless senior chefs in China, Ye Chui's trip to Chinatown had a legitimate reason.
Now, his challenge has become the biggest event in the domestic food industry, and at this moment this event has become the focus of the focus... (~^~)