When we waited for the official competition day, we rushed to the gymnasium early in the morning to prepare. When we entered the gate, we watched the audience waiting outside, although there were more audiences than the previous few days, but it had not reached the enthusiasm of Jay Chou’s concert. The uncle nodded straight: "It's better to have fewer people, and it's better to have fewer people..."
"Are you afraid that too many people will recognize you or why?" I wondered: "Uncle Wolf, logically speaking, you shouldn't be stage fright!"
Uncle Wolf smiled at me with lingering fears and explained: "I was able to watch your Chinese football team's video yesterday, that battle, that posture, hey—no matter you win or lose, it's a mess, noisy, noisy, and scolding. Where are we? How can this be the case!"
I suddenly said, "You are afraid that we will be besieged if we lose, right?"
"It's a bit like that," Uncle Wolf nodded awkwardly: "Two fists are hard to beat four hands, how many of us are there!"
"Then you can rest assured," I hurriedly said: "Our country is very gentle in everything, just a bit warmer during the men's football game, but it hasn't reached the stage of murder and arson-you can rest assured, just shout a few times to vent your anger, other things can not do this!"
Uncle Wolf nodded: "That is, it is not easy for 1.3 billion people to pick out a few who can play! It is not difficult for a person to lose once, but it is difficult to lose for a lifetime... It is estimated that you can do it in football, but your opponents I dare to lose no matter how bad, and never repent if I lose!"
"Yes, it's true to say that losing all the time may not be easier than winning all the time, it still takes effort!" I echoed: "This is the style of a big country. Where can other countries have such a spectrum!"
We chatted and followed the crowd to enter from the staff passage. When we went to the place, we saw that the people were almost there. The director assistants were comparing them one by one according to the list. When we signed up, we directly arranged us to sit down and said: "You last A group of people on the stage, don’t run around, you can only say that you abstain if you can’t find anyone."
We sat down and started observing our opponents. According to the names and order of the staff, I quickly discovered that the wandering chefs and the ancestral chefs were ranked number one or two. According to the rules, they must play together in the competition, and in addition The apprentice of the Northern Cooking God was ranked No. 4, the second group-in short, I can choose the tactics after knowing the scoring situation of all of them. It depends on the situation whether to go all out or keep one hand.
After the show started, the court immediately became excited. After all, the introductions of these two were quite attractive, and then they started cooking separately...
The first thing to complete is the stray chef. With the help of his assistant, this buddy made two big bowls of hot and fragrant stuff. It looked like a normal bowl of pimple soup from a distance, but the judges only tasted it. Knowing that this thing is not simple. Although the raw materials are broken and the noodles are all vegetarian dishes, they tasted like meat. The two bowls also tasted like chicken and lamb, and they immediately deserved a lot of applause!
After a round of tasting, the chef took his hat to talk about his painful journey of wandering, Ya said with tears and snot, and talked about the road to chasing dreams, how the head teacher mocked and the family's opposition back then, he I also thought of a way to make this pimple soup, which is simple but can barely fool my taste buds, because I can’t eat meat on the road of wandering. It is better than nothing. It is said that all the people present show sympathy and respect. 'S old lady almost cried and burst into tears!
At this moment, the jaw-dropping thing happened. On the judges' bench, a four-and-five female man in a suit and tie stood up and asked the grandson: "Have you been acting enough?" There was an uproar in the next moment, even we didn’t know what happened...
Then the judge continued: "You just said that in 2010 you wandered to go to school in the Gobi of Xinjiang to make big plate chicken, but I have to remind you, are you not a student of Happy Mala Tang in 2010? Could it be that Happy Mala Tang went to Xinjiang? That's right—then yours is called Malagobi!"
The chef hurriedly denied, and the female judges furiously said: "Edit, you edit it for me! You made this story, tut, you are almost catching up with the scriptwriter of the anti-Japanese drama, why do you need to cook if you have this ability? Come out and write a novel and make a fortune! You are not a wandering chef at all, don't think that you can lame everyone-you have to quit this stage and go down!"
After the judges finished speaking, they left the judges' bench angrily, and the audience suddenly burst into groups: "Go! Go!"
This grandson can only be a desperate flash person, and ultimately has no score.
Until this moment, the second chef’s dishes were barely prepared, and I brought them up for you to see-hey, this time I changed the corn on the cob porridge!
In fact, today’s show is quite boring. With the foreshadowing of the first three games, this game is much inferior to the previous few games in terms of player status, audience performance, judges’ comments, and hostage burdens. I have tasted a lot of dishes, both physically and psychologically, I have a feeling of completing the task, I just hope to finish the finals quickly.
However, because of the emergence of an accidental incident just now, the emotions of the audience and the judges were mobilized, and they were a little bit thrilled by the competition one by one. After taking out their mobile phone, they sent it to the circle of friends. Comment, by the way, take a selfie and let the atmosphere of the scene radiate to make friends envy, jealous and hate, and fully scream their own superiority!
In this case, the stick porridge is a bit out of date. If you have a bowl of swallow and abalone, it is estimated that the judges can still taste two mouths, but whoever eats it with a stick porridge — some of the more radical judges will be hot on the spot, use a spoon Stirred twice in the porridge, tasted it, and put the spoon aside unceremoniously: "This contestant, what are the characteristics of your bowl of porridge?"
The ancestral chef said without being surprised: "This is a bowl of porridge, nothing else. I don't know what other characteristics besides knowing about being hungry!"
The judge's face was immediately happy, and he didn't know if it was influenced by the suit judge just now, and he immediately said unceremoniously: "If that's the case, I can tell you. This bowl of porridge is very ordinary. It's really not worthy of our scoring. Place..." He looked around at the judges around him: "What do you think, I haven't tasted anything special anyway."
Some judges who are relatively close to him also nodded and agreed: "I think so too, there is no value in participating in the competition-young man, are you making a mistake?"
The ancestral chef proudly said: "Although this dish is simple, there is one thing I must remind you: this is a dish that the Queen Mother Lafayette has ordered and praised. It has been passed down in our family for many generations-you can't say good or bad. The queen mother can't eat it!"
The audience was dumb as soon as the remarks were made, and the imperial power's deterrent power against the Chinese once again revealed its power. The unceremonious judge suddenly became a half head short, and after a moment of stunned, he scooped a spoonful again and poured it into his mouth. After two times, he said impressively: "I just ate the pimple soup and I still have it in my mouth. I can't taste it. Now I tasted it again and I found it was extraordinary... This young man was right, this way. The dishes do have the image of the emperor, and they really deserve the porridge praised by the Queen Mother Lafayette!"
Later, the other judges also praised this dish in a wild, saying that it is magical in the ordinary, otherwise it would not take so much time to make it-a buddy who praised the most proudly, while glancing at the first. An unceremonious judge, who seemed to have a grudge in his heart, didn’t get along at all. After eating, he didn’t have the energy to come back to pinch, so he could only make a fortune honestly and muffled...
After two rounds of praise, it was difficult to score. The host said three times "please show the points" and no one dared to raise a card, because they all knew it well. After scoring, they followed this dish to comment. It's not difficult to praise it, but the difficulty is that this bowl of porridge is really nothing to praise-just find an old lady in Shaanxi to boil it out, and I don't know what is the difference!
At that time, the judges’ faces were very ugly, and the buttocks were writhing on the chair as if they had hemorrhoids. The host almost had no words to continue. At this moment, the first judge who found the fault suddenly asked with a sharp heart. A sentence: "By the way, when did the queen dowager praise this porridge, your ancestor was a royal chef?"
"No, my family grows crops," the ancestral chef said: "Back when the Eight-Power Allied Forces captured Beijing, the Queen Mother escaped for three days and three nights without eating. At that time, it was my grandfather who sent the corn cob porridge at home, old man. When Lord Buddha was happy, he sealed a county magistrate!"
Everyone: "... Nima, if you are hungry and become a virtue, Cixi won't be fragrant to eat!"
As a result, this corn on the cob porridge, which was praised by all the judges in a mess, finally won a painless score, whether it is high or not, it seems that it should not be promoted...
The first two ended up like this, and the news that Ren Xiaoyan finally heard has been over half of the time. To be honest, it is the same whether the situation of these two is the same. Why is this worrying
The third and fourth contestants in the latter group are also very simple. One of the two performed the so-called sword skills, a piece of tofu carved out a Reclining Buddha, but it is a pity that this dish is really not very good, even if the Reclining Buddha is not very good. Weixiao can only accept the facts. The other dish is seafood. Two large lobsters are rare in our city A, but they leaked before the judges tasted them—the two lobsters he specially picked for the competition were frozen. It has been more than seven days. According to the taste of seafood, the taste of seafood has completely deteriorated. No matter how fresh it is, it can't be mentioned. Seafood is basically useless if it has no freshness!
Then, the heavyweight player and the personal disciple of the Northern Chef God went out, and this dish surprised the judges and the audience as soon as it was shot, and it made the chef who was on the same stage as scumbag!
Live as a donkey!
Tie the live donkey to the pillar, and drench the part that the diners fancy with hot oil, blanch it, cut it and serve it on the plate. The famous dish has been famous for a long time, but because it is too cruel, no one dares to cook it. !
It's just that his first spoonful of oil hasn't been poured on, and the Animal Protection Association and the Health Bureau have both arrived, and they are fully armed to drag the girl away-and then I received a message from the sun squid god, which was arranged by the girl!
Shameless, but... I like it!
My shrimp trolling was useless at all, I lightened my knife skill casually, cut a while of frozen meat and bake it and took the first place. Many people who knew me in the audience yelled, "You can't just give it. Judges, we have to eat too!" (End of this chapter)