"Solitaire" did not have the best results in the preliminary round, and entered the final in the penultimate place.

In view of the fact that this chef is also new, when he entered the finals, he was also said by many other chefs to be "Ye Luzi", and then when the media reported him, he said that he was "blind punching to kill the master".

But the media's praise for him far outweighs the doubt, and even if Gao Wensong, who is known as an "authority", gives the chef a low score, it still can't change the favor of most of the media.

At this moment, Yang Hong's assistant followed Yang Hong closely behind him with the prepared dishes, eager to put his ears up into a radar, and every cell in his body was paying attention to the surrounding situation.

Everyone knows what accidents happened in the preliminary round, although it looks peaceful here, but accidents like this, who dares to say that it can't happen?

Yang Hong was calm, with a smile on his face that seemed to be carefully carved, and his smile was extremely official and ...... False.

At the front of the judges' table was a golden hut made of chunks of old-fashioned wafer-sized egg packets.

The camera gave a big close-up of the dish, and the reporters outside the venue blew it up again.

The people in the venue couldn't quite hear what was being shouted outside the venue, and they had seen much more decorated dishes than the reporters, so they were much calmer.

"Legend has it that Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty said when he was a child that if he could marry his cousin Chen Ajiao when he grew up, he would build a golden house for her to live in. Yang Hong's voice was slightly higher, and it was a little difficult to argue with the meaning of male and female, "This flavor dish is exactly what I am talking about - Jinwu Zangjiao!"

Yang Hong's voice is really uncomfortable, especially when he finally reported the name of the dish, the deliberately created tone and frustration was a bit too strong, making the originally high-pitched voice a little harsh.

When the judges were worried about Yang Hong's noise, Yang Hong had already demolished the house intently, took out the plate next to him, and according to the number of people, each person gave an egg pack to serve in front of him.

The judges forked the chopsticks, and the thin and golden egg skin cracked in response, and the mellow aroma came to the face, leaking out the full grains of rice inside.

Okay, it turned out to be omelet rice!

There are bacon grains in the rice, stained with egg liquid, and a salty but not greasy sauce is added, and the grains are golden and salty. The egg skin is thin but not rotten, the egg aroma is absorbed by the rice, the egg smell is removed, the outer toughness is smooth on the inside, there is no egg residue, and the taste is also first-class.

"Although it is a simple omelet rice, the taste is rich in layers, with a score of 9.5. ”

"The egg soft rice is delicious, the salty and fragrant eggs are fragrant, but it is slightly salty, 8 points. ”

"The taste is good, my side is the egg skin is tasteless, the rice grains are a little lighter, it seems to be fried unevenly, 8 points. ”

Gao Wensong took a bite and didn't eat it again: "The taste of my plate of egg skin and rice is very light, a little eggy, the salty taste of bacon is dominant, the taste is 5 points, and the appearance is 1 point and 6 points." ”

Every judge reports a score, and the reporters outside the venue will sigh.

When he reported to the fourth judge, the reporters outside the venue worried about Yang Hong: "In this final, only the top three contestants with the highest scores will enter the finals, and Chef Yang's score is lower than the other, is it possible for him to enter the finals?"

"There is also one last judge, if this judge gives a high score, then Chef Yang still has a chance to make it to the final. ”

The focus of everyone was on the old judge, who had eaten several bites slowly.

The old judge's surname is Wu, but he is not too old, but the skin and flesh on his face are loose and look extremely vicissitudes.

He put down his chopsticks unhurriedly, and then said: "The egg skin is soft, just absorbing the saltiness and freshness of the bacon, the rice is full of sauce, the flavor is not greasy, and the softness is just right, I give it a score of 9.5." ”

As soon as this score came out, the reporters all excitedly raised the microphone and broadcast the results in the tone of Grandpa Mao's announcement that the Chinese people would stand up from now on.

They all know that this score means that there will be more good things to come!

The judges gave a disparity in scores, which is a good topic, and controversy is what catches the eye!

Before the other contestants finished the dishes, Chef Yang, who scored a total of 41 points, became a hot topic to support this period.

In previous years' finals, the score actually hovered around 40 points, with the highest score of only 41.5 points and the lowest score of 39 points!

Therefore, Yang Hong's score seems to be low, but there is actually a possibility of competition.

Li Yu, who is cold and snowy, is in the same mood at the moment as the chicken roasted in his own oven, the juice in the oven is flying on the chicken skin, but there is no scorching breath outside the furnace.

The appearance is calm and the inside is boiling, but the nervous mood is like the fragrance that comes out of the side of the pot, wanting to cover it.

As soon as you look at it, you know that this is roast chicken, but before it is served, even if you Li Yu says it is a side dish, no one will spend that effort to roll up their sleeves and compete with you.

So Li Yu laughed secretively, and let the two nasolabial folds next to the beard talk to the camera.

He knew that there was a cat here, and Old Man Wu deliberately scored a high score.

His assistant was a little overwhelmed, and whispered to him: "Master, he really gave a high score, so ...... later"

"Look at what you can! You know a lot, right?!" Li Yu glared at his assistant and apprentice, "Look at the fire!

The assistant, who was twice as strong as Li Yu, immediately wilted into a broken sack, bowed his head with his back bent, and looked at Tang Zujing while making amends, and the muscles on his face trembled like chaff, as if he was suppressing a villain's laughter.

As soon as the theme of the competition was announced, he applied for a jar of Shaoxing wine, and poured the wine into the bowl of the sea next to him as soon as the wine came back. Then we started to process the ingredients, and we had already processed the layers of ingredients that had been piled into the empty jars.

He also took the charcoal, and was casually simmering his dishes while looking up at the TV.

is so obvious that even the reporters outside the venue are very confident, and they assured the people of the whole country to the camera: "Chef Sun is concocting Buddha jumping over the wall." ”

The game scene is like a battlefield, and the atmosphere is never relaxed for a moment, although everyone makes a leisurely appearance, in fact, their hearts are tighter than anyone else.

Li Yu's chicken has been roasted, and he split half of the roast chicken with a knife in his hand, plus the other half of the white-cut chicken, cut it into even small pieces, and arrange it one left and one right, it is a complete chicken!

Put a bunch of coriander in the corner, sprinkle a circle of pepper and salt on the side of the plate, and then hold a bowl of garlic and soy sauce, and a bowl of ginger and shallots drizzled with peanut oil, Li Yu looked at his work with satisfaction and motioned to his assistant to ring the bell.

The accident came very quickly and was very unexpected.

What stunned Li Yu was not that the chef of another restaurant that he didn't look down on at all rang the bell first, but that the dish reported by the other party was called "Double Fly"!

What I do is roast a pigeon!

The score is naturally not low, with a total score of 39 points, and the judges are mainly crispy and juicy with the skin, and even the bones are oozing with the fragrance of skin oil.

Li Yu felt that there was coldness oozing in his bones, and there was a close-up of a roasted pigeon on the screen, a pigeon split in half, one left and one right, the same as his shape!

The assistant was so frightened that his hands trembled, and the garlic clove soy sauce almost spilled out.

Crash! Creative crash!

Li Yu was thinking about doing something to remedy it, but his stove appeared on the screen, he froze for a moment, he didn't have time to hide his expression, and reached out and rang the bell as soon as his brain was hot.

After ringing the bell, the reporters on the sidelines began to explain excitedly, and Li Yu seemed to vaguely hear them saying that their dishes had collided with the shape of the previous dish! However, when he listened carefully, there was a buzzing sound outside, and he couldn't hear anything.

The assistant was reminding him in a low voice, and he followed the assistant who served the food for a while, and his mood slowly calmed down again.

What are you afraid of! Li Yu thought to himself, I am the number one leader in the Chinese food industry! I am afraid of a ball!

Anyway, this is like hitting a shirt, who is ugly and who is embarrassed!

How can the creativity be almost the same?!This shows the level even more!

Li Yu, who had done a good job of psychological construction for himself, returned to his position with confidence and confidently reported the food: "According to legend, in ancient times, Liu Lanzhi and Jiao Zhongqing were not afraid of feudal etiquette, martyred for love, and turned into peacocks after death. My dish is called - peacock flying southeast!"

After finishing speaking, Li Yu's mind became more stable, this story is at least much deeper than that than Yi Shuangfei!

Li Yu took a sip in his heart, just like a village tent like wine and food!

Li Yu's story added points to him as expected, with a total score of 42.5 points, and the highest score was still given by Old Man Wu, who gave the first perfect score today, 10 points.

The lowest score was given by Gao Wensong, with only 8 points.

The scores given by the other judges are neither high nor low, which is worthy of the tenderness of the white-cut chicken and the crispy flavor of the roast chicken.

Next, there is "Liang Zhuhua Butterfly", obviously everyone knows that the story must go deep.

The dishes of Shu Chinese food broke the previous pattern, and the "mapo tofu" came out, scoring 41.5 points.

The tofu is tender but not rotten, spicy and fragrant, and the meat is fragrant without a piece of meat, and the scores are relatively average.

Half an hour before the competition, Caspian Hai rang the bell and sent his Buddha to jump over the wall.

As soon as the Buddha jumps over the wall and opens the altar, it is a rich fresh fragrance, each ingredient in the altar is soft and tender, the taste is full but not greasy, the ingredients penetrate each other, and the salty and sweet taste is turned out.

However, because of the short simmering time, Gao Wensong and the other three judges all felt that the heat was not enough, and the score was only 8.5 points, and Old Man Wu still gave the highest, 9 points.

The overall score for this dish is, 42 points.

While everyone was busy paying attention to the contestants who made desserts after Caspian Sea, Chen Liran's camera was still fixed on Tang Qian's position unchanged for thousands of years.

The more he got to the back, the more anxious he became, and the chef who made the "Romeo and Juliet" fondant cake on the other side blushed and shouted thickly-"Where am I digressing?

Of course, there will be one or two bewitches who contribute to the ratings of the cooking competition every year, but Chen Liran's focus is still on food, and so are the editors under him.

So everyone looked at the screen and calmly poured juice into a wooden shelf at the bottom of the ring, and they were all so nervous that their breathing was suffocated.

The wooden shelf is the size of a milk powder can, with spikes the length of half a chopstick standing on the left and right, and this wooden shelf, which can't tell what it was, is now bathed in the sauce that Tang Qian had prepared at the beginning.

The Buddha of the Caspian Sea jumped over the wall and was washed down by the sweet and greasy smell of the desserts in the back of the people, and strangely exuded a strange smell similar to rancid water.

The judges had just sent off a contestant who was excited to theorize, and after a few rounds of sweets, his tongue and throat and his tired nerves were flustered.

Fifteen minutes before the end of the game, Tang Qian, who was in the spotlight, took out the red roast chicken from the roast box.

The roast chicken was still covered with roast juice on the skin, and the aroma strangely washed away the previous sweetness and sake lees, breaking through and occupying the audience.

The judges thought to themselves, it's finally salty!

Tang Qian was left without ringing the bell, and the camera was naturally aimed at her.

Unaffected, she forked the roasted chicken on the two spikes of the wooden frame, and the roasted chicken stood on its feet.

Li Yu crooked his mouth and smiled, isn't it also a roast chicken!

He laughed in his heart, after all, he was still too young!

Wang Qi saw the screen out of the corner of his eye, and while forcing his composure, he shook his hand and took out a palm-length bamboo skewer from the sauce basin.

Tang Qian tied a knot at the end of the thoroughly cleaned chicken intestines, poured a small bag of Sogou-sized sauce mixed with rice wine, and slowly stuffed it through the opening where the head and neck had been removed.

Wang Qi penetrated the chicken from the side again, just pierced through the middle of the chicken intestines, and watched Tang Qian calmly let go, and saw that the chicken intestines were well forked and hung in the chicken belly, and the bamboo skewers were just not exposed to the chicken, so he breathed a big sigh of relief.

Tang Qian and Wang Qi washed their hands, Tang Qian served the plate by herself, Wang Qi followed with the things that should be held, and the two walked to the judges' table with steady steps.

Wang Qi is fast, and everyone can't see what she is holding in her hand.

Until Tang Qian put the forked chicken like a chicken about to be punished in front of the judges' seat, everyone still thought that she had made an ordinary roast chicken and hung a sauce to dip in the chicken's belly.

On the screen, you can see that the camera is starting to zoom in, Tang Qian looked at the slightly questioning look of the judge in front of him, smiled, looked at the background of the fiery plane tree behind the judge, and said-

"Legend has it that the phoenix inhabits the sycamore, and every 500 years it is burdened with the unhappiness and hatred of the world and throws itself into the fire**, and then regains its life from the ashes, bringing peace to the world. So there is 'Phoenix Nirvana, reborn from the fire', and then there is my dish - 'Nirvana'!"

Everyone was wondering where the "bathing fire" came from, and the camera also zoomed out from the close-up of Tang Qian, and put the roast chicken that was waiting in place into the painting, and they all vaguely smelled that Tang Qian was still behind.

After Tang Qian finished speaking, he took the igniter from Wang Qi's hand and shook it on the roast chicken.

With a "click", the body of the roast chicken was instantly covered with a layer of yellow and blue flames, and the rich aroma of wine gushed out!

The red and bright chicken skin "sizzled", and the sauce wrapped in thin skin was forced out, and the fragrance directly occupied everyone's taste buds.

When the flame went down, Tang Qian sliced the chicken out, and as soon as the judges received their share, they couldn't wait to put the chicken in their mouths.

The taste is tender and delicious, and the chew is sweet.

The aroma of the wine lingers between the lips and teeth, the mouth is the freshness of the chicken and the sweetness of the wine, and the chicken is still tender and smooth after being soaked in fire and water. The smell of alcohol seeps into the chicken, and the chicken is particularly fluffy.

The sake brings out all the umami flavor of the chicken, and the rich seasoning sauce makes the taste very full.

When you take a bite, the umami of the chicken is overflowing, and the aroma of the wine blends perfectly with it, making people feel drunk, but not drunk.

Even the reporters on the sidelines smelled the strong fragrance of aggression, and everyone was eager to tear off a chicken leg and bite the meat like the judges.

Zhuang Shize's face was tightly tensed, his eye sockets were a little deep, and he always felt that the two abysses in his eyes were not visible if he didn't look closely, and he felt that it was dangerous.

And at this moment, his eyes made him look even colder.

He had the phone in his hand, and the person on the other end of the line said—

"Do you think Tang Qian can make it to the finals? This is as stupid as you think your stupid uncles can compete with me. ”

Zhuang Shize's mouth was tightly pursed, and he didn't reply or hang up the phone.

On the screen, an old man pressed the rating button at hand, and the reporter shouted: "Teacher Wu only gave 3 points!"

Zhuang Shize clenched his fist with his other hand, looked at the old man with an experienced face and said, "The taste of the chicken is okay, but let the wooden sticks in it taste good, give two points." It's good to play the circus in the back, give a point of hard work. ”

Zhuang Shize didn't see it, Li Yu, who was waiting in the lounge, smiled, he pinched the mobile phone so that it "gurgled", and the veins on his neck jumped up with a shout.

He knew his uncle's abilities, and he knew that this man surnamed Liang was just bluffing.

There was laughter on the other end of the phone—

"Have you figured out how to comfort your sweetheart? You're about to fall, are you scared?"

Zhuang Shize was about to hang up the phone, and then looked at the screen, when suddenly the hand holding the phone slowly relaxed.

The other four judges pressed the scoring button after talking to each other for more than ten seconds.

Everyone unanimously gave 10 points!

Tang Qian's total score was the highest in the game, with 43 points.

"I'm not going to fall. Zhuang Shize leaned back relaxedly, and his eyes suddenly brightened, "I'm not afraid that I will fall ......."

He looked at the bad old man on the screen, and his eyeballs almost came out of the frame.

looked at Tang Qian's red eyes and showed a bright smile.

He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth: "I'm just afraid that she won't be happy." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the other end became a busy sound of "doodoo".