It is estimated that Zeng Zhijia never thought that he just ate a cake made by himself at the foot of the steps, and then he would get a chance again, and the staff of the company's recruitment office ran out in person and invited him back.

At this time, it was half past three in the afternoon, and the chefs for the first round of exams had already come out.

Zeng Zhijia and the second batch of 260 chefs entered the kitchen table, and when they saw the scene, most of them let out an exclamation.

The entire kitchen counter is decorated in the shape of the Colosseum, surrounded by stone grinding steps, from large circles to small circles, enclosing more than ten levels.

These steps are surrounded by freezers filled with food. At the bottom is the core of the kitchen table, with a total of 300 stoves.

Each chef is in his place, standing at his own stove, waiting for the examiner's order. These chefs don't know how many times they have taken a cooking exam like this, so they are naturally very familiar with the rules.

Zeng Zhijia looked different from the others, but looked around at the stove, I have to say that the stove of the kitchen table is fully functional, both in height and material, it is naturally built for chefs.

"Welcome to this Wind Stream's chef recruitment exam, I am the chief examiner of this time, you can call me Niu Ben, and the theme of this time is...... Fried rice!"

Hearing this theme, everyone was stunned, and then couldn't help but whisper, this theme is really unexpected, fried rice can be said to be the foundation of cooking, but it is also extremely difficult to achieve excellence. This exam is really not easy.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is our Qunying Table, there are all kinds of ingredients, let's start selecting ingredients now, the time is twenty minutes. ”

As the gongs and drums sounded, the cooks rushed out of the stove and to the top freezer to pick out the freshest ingredients.

Only Zeng Zhijia was still slow, wandering around the lower floors, as if he couldn't choose.

Several of the chefs who took the exam here were five-star chefs who seemed to be comfortable with any of the exam questions, and quickly finished selecting the ingredients and started cooking with their hands raised.

Chopping vegetables like the sound of dense raindrops, stir-frying like rumbling drums, and flames rising like the whimper of the god of food, this is the unique symphony of the kitchen.

In this complicated sound, Zeng Zhijia seemed to be in a state of flux, looking at the ingredients in the freezer, as if he was thinking and hesitating.

"There are still five minutes left, please hurry up for the master who has not yet been chosen. At this time, Niu Ben's reminder sounded.

At this moment, the chefs on the group stage have selected ingredients and went down to the stove, and the last one is Zeng Zhijia. He ended up with just a few eggs, a little vegetables and a piece of fresh pork.

The cooking time is only one hour, but most high-star chefs can do it in half an hour. Of course, what they make is not simple fried rice, but a work of art.

It was still Zeng Zhijia who didn't do it for a long time, his slowness attracted the attention of the examiner Niu Ben, looking at the ingredients he chose and the starting movements, he couldn't help but shake his head and write something on the assessment form.

"I'm all right!" At this time, a fat chef at the third table first raised his hand, and the surrounding chefs looked back when they heard the sound, and couldn't help but let out a smack.

This master's fried rice is served in a sea bowl, which is simply a gathering of the three armies of the sea, land and air force, and all kinds of precious ingredients are poured on the outside of the golden fried rice, exuding an enticing aroma that makes people salivate.

Needless to say, this sumptuous dish tastes great, but the difficulty is that the cooking time is not short, and you have to put it all in one effort to finish it in less than an hour. This shows the skill of this master.

As the master chef threw bricks and stones, many masters raised their hands to signal that they were finished, and their dishes are also based on luxury, supplemented by novelty, and the combination of color and flavor, which indeed reflects the skills of star chefs.

As time passed, in the end, only a few chefs were still busy, among these people, some of them thought too good, but the reality was too skinny, and they wanted to make a masterpiece of fried rice, only to find that it was too late. Of course, there are also some purely slow movements, such as Zeng Zhijia, he made egg fried rice, but it took almost an hour to make it.

"The unfinished master can hurry, there are still ten minutes left. Niu Ben looked at his watch and issued an ultimatum.

Several masters who did not have time to finish the work hurriedly finished it, but it was clear that the semi-finished product was not satisfactory. There are also a few high-spirited people who quit the competition directly, rather than taking out such works to be eliminated, it is better to go by yourself.

Almost pinching, Zeng Zhijia handed over his egg fried rice, and after seeing this unpretentious work, Niu Ben couldn't help twitching the corners of his eyes.

"May I ask this master, this is your final work?" Niu Ben confirmed again.

"Yes, the name of this fried rice dish is Gloomy Ecstasy Fried Rice. Zeng Zhijia nodded solemnly.

Hearing this name, the chefs who were waiting for the results on the side immediately laughed, the simplest egg fried rice of the night, with two pieces of barbecued pork and eggs on top, became a gloomy ecstasy rice?

Niu Ben smiled bitterly and waved his hand to signal that Zeng Zhijia could leave, he was not even interested in tasting such a work.

But at this moment, a half-breed man in a suit walked in from outside, stood by Zeng Zhijia's kitchen counter, looked at the knives arranged in his suitcase, and asked in surprise: "Cicada wing blade, dragon scale knife, these are your kitchen utensils?"

Hearing this voice, everyone turned around, and when Niu Ben saw this, he immediately ran over in three steps and two steps.

"Stephen, this man is really not good, look at what he makes......"

Without waiting for Niu Ben to finish, Stephen walked straight to the stage and picked up the bowl of egg fried rice.

"Those who have legendary kitchenware will not be unknown, even if they get it by accident, they are also people with great luck. ”

As he spoke, Stephen sniffed the egg fried rice lightly, then picked up the spoon, scooped a small bite, and put it in his mouth to chew.

In an instant, his face became different, and then he flipped over the fried rice and took another bite, this time he looked at Zeng Zhijia.

"It's an onion, but it's cut thinner than a cicada wing, and it's placed on the wall of the bowl, and it's smeared with lard, and when the hot fried rice arrives in the bowl, it not only melts the lard, but also melts the onion. ”

After saying this, Stephen turned the omelette over and found it to be a double-faced egg!

"The two eggs are actually fried in both yin and yang, and the yolk close to the fried rice is still smeared with a layer of lard. When the lard melts, the yolk slowly penetrates into the rice grains, but I wonder how the yolk binds to the rice grains. ”

"It's alcohol, because my fried rice is still burning after it comes out of the pan, and the egg yolk penetrates like a grain of rice and goes through a process similar to stir-frying, and the yolk can blend into the rice grain to form a unique color. ”

With Zeng Zhijia's explanation, Stephen nodded again and again, then put down his chopsticks and said: "Although it is just a bowl of seemingly bland egg fried rice, each step is carefully crafted to highlight the chef's skills, such talents are what our company needs." ”

With the executive chef's final word, Niu Ben hurriedly chimed in: "I just said that only Master Zeng is the most skilled, so calm and relaxed, every step is perfect, which is admirable." ”

Zeng Zhijia looked at Stephen in front of him, and asked unconsciously, "You're not here for an interview?"

Stephen smiled: "I'm here for the interview, congratulations on passing!"