The preliminaries entered the third day, and it was only after that it had some hot taste.

Walking into the competition area, the aura of competition made Zhou Aiguo subconsciously shrink his neck.

If he hadn't come with the teacher, he might have given up his status as a 'professional judge'.

In the world of cooking, except for Chinese chefs who can hold their heads high proudly anywhere, chefs from other countries are only a little nervous when facing chefs from Europe and Smecta countries.

Not to mention Zhou Aiguo, an African kid from a 'food third world country',

He couldn't imagine how brave he must be in front of a three-star Michelin-starred chef to taste someone's work and then decide whether to give it or not.

God, that's terrible.

"Patriotic, since you are a student of Lao Zhou, hold your head high,

Wasn't you very elegant when you made an impassioned statement yesterday? Why are you so cowardly today? ”

Huai Liangren walked in the European division, as if he was strolling in his own back garden, while greeting the European chefs who complimented and greeted him.

At the same time, he piled up a moving smile, and replied from time to time, don't worry, I'll take a look first,

Oh, Tom, your craft seems to have improved a bit, but it's always this set of fish and potatoes, and you Brits won't bother you?

Even in front of you, I have to say that there is no food culture in the UK, and sooner or later these rotten fish and potatoes will turn you all into fat guys.

The French and Italian chefs burst into laughter, and it was these English hillbillies that they looked down on the most, and Chef Huai said it well.

Zhou Aiguo also laughed, and suddenly saw Chef Tom's vicious gaze, immediately shrank his head, and hid behind Zhou Dong,

Then he was pulled in front of Tom by Huai Liangren and forced him to taste half of the fried fish: "Patriotic, speak out bravely, if you are allowed to choose, will you vote for him?"

"Of course not!"

Glancing at the smiling teacher, Zhou Aiguo suddenly blessed his soul, and actually straightened his chest, and sneered: "My teacher is a hundred times better than this fish even if he fries a piece of tofu casually!"

Zhou Dong smiled when he heard this, it seems that it is also very good to have a student who follows behind and pats the ass anytime and anywhere?

Huai Liangren patted Zhou Aiguo's shoulder heavily and laughed: "Good job, the son can be taught!"

Perhaps because of the encouragement of Huai Liangren and the prestige of the teacher, Zhou Aiguo gradually became familiar with the role of the fox in the fox and the fake tiger.

From the initial timidity to the back and forth in the arena with hands behind his back, and finally the courage to taste the masterpieces of those Michelin stars or even three stars,

Foie gras, French snails, lobster, pasta, steak, red wine, cheese that has developed valuable mold......

Even if it is His Royal Highness the prince of a small African country, there are many delicacies here that Zhou Aiguo has not eaten and seen.

Just like Grandma Liu, who is gradually familiar with the Grand View Garden, the little prince of African cuisine has begun to let himself go.

When he encounters a food exhibit that satisfies him, he will eat a few more bites, and then show a mysterious smile in the style of a teacher, and gently turn away, leaving the legend of his brother in the European division.

Zhou Dong and Huai Liangren walked slowly behind this kid, and when they met the booth he lingered on, they would also walk over to taste the food on the booth.

Huai Liangren looked at Zhou Aiguo's back and said with a smile: "Yesterday, I thought you were a little sloppy in accepting students, but now it seems that your eyesight is very good.

This kid doesn't know himself, he has a naturally sensitive tongue, perhaps, it's his mother's inheritance?"

"It's not just the tongue, Zhou Dong has simply picked up a treasure. ”

Lu Luxin, who had been staring at Zhou Aiguo and didn't speak much, said: "When I taught him sword skills yesterday, I found that this kid has excellent talent.

Some so-called geniuses need two or three days to fully master the Cloth Knife Technique, and he only practiced it sixteen times before he fully mastered it.

When practicing stir-frying crocodile meat, this kid actually had no teacher, and gradually mastered the kung fu of stir-frying.

If he is my student, I am sure that he will become a third-level chef in three months, and he is also an all-round master who is proficient in both red and white cases!"

"I can only say that it is okay. ”

Huai Liangren glanced at Zhou Aiguo, who was standing in front of a certain booth and was tasting red wine, shook his head and said: "It's talented, but it's not excellent.

When I practiced the Cloth Knife Technique, I only watched the master do it once, and I still need to practice sixteen times to succeed in such a simple knife technique?"

"Hehe, except for Zhou Dong, who can compare with you, a demon?"

Lu Luxin was very upset about Zhou Aiguo, and glanced at Huai Liangren and said: "Zhou Dong, don't listen to him, this guy is just going to pretend to be X,

By the way, how are you going to cultivate Zhou Aiguo, such a good material, don't waste it,

If you don't want to pay attention, you can give us Chef Su, and I'll take it!"

"Hehe, since you said that Lu Anvil is a piece of material, of course my expectations for him are higher......"

Zhou Dong glanced at Lu Luxin and Huai Liangdao: "My bottom line requirement for him is to enter the finals." ”

"Entering the finals? This is just the bottom line requirement, but what about the higher requirements?"

Although she is more optimistic about Zhou Aiguo, Lu Luxin can't help frowning secretly.

If Zhou Aiguo wants to enter the finals, he must first become the top three in the Australia, the United States and Africa divisions, and then compete with the top three in the play-off areas, and choose one of six to compete for half a place in the finals.

Even if Zhou Aiguo gets this half of the finals, he still has to defeat the island country, Smecta country and the fourth place in the European region to qualify for the finals.

With Zhou Dong's mention and her help, it is not too difficult for Zhou Aiguo to win the semi-finals, after all, there is no one in the Australia, the United States and the African division and the play-off area.

However, it will not be easy to beat the fourth place in the mixed competition of the island, Smecta and European regions.

These countries are all food powerhouses, even if it is a fourth place, how can Zhou Aiguo be able to deal with it?

"More demanding?"

Zhou Dong's answer almost didn't scare Zhou Aiguo, who had just walked back: "I hope to see him win the top three in the final stage!"

"How is this possible!"

Lu Luxin shook her head again and again.

Huai Liangren looked at Zhou Dong with some annoyance: "Old Zhou, who are you looking down on?"

In Huai Liangren's view, the gold and silver awards in the final stage are basically in his and Zhou Dong's pockets.

The Bronze Award is likely to be awarded from Germany's Ham, Smecta Guoche Zaixi, Inuyang Jingzhai of the Island Country and Italy's top chef Arecio.

Zhou Aiguo has talent, but there is still a long way to go from him and a demonic genius like Zhou Dong, not to mention that the foundation is weak, and the real strength is probably not as good as a random third-level chef in Huaxia.

Such strength also dares to covet the top three in the final?

It was not Zhou Aiguo who was annoyed, but Zhou Dong.

This is no longer inflated but arrogant, don't you mean that just find an African kid to train for a few days, and you can kill those opponents that I want to pay attention to?

If you teach him a few more days, will I be able to kill him?

"Lao Huai, you misunderstood, I mean ......"

Zhou Dong was explaining, when he suddenly heard Zhou Aiguo exclaim in surprise: "Wow, what a big pig!"