Before the finals officially began, Han Guang and the remaining judges had already reached an agreement.

No matter what kind of food that guy named Li Chong cooks, they will do everything they can to make each other the laughing stock of this God of Food Competition.

Who knows, Li Chong did not play according to the routine at all.

didn't wait for anyone to announce the start of the game, and even ignored the rules of the game, and went straight to cooking.

If someone else had done this, I am afraid that Han Guang and those people would have been driven away for breaking the rules of the game.

But as soon as Li Chong made a move, he didn't give anyone a chance to react at all.

From the preparation of ingredients to the configuration of seasonings, from frying and frying to kneading and carving.

Li Chong's every move is like an artistic performance.

Everyone forgot about the passage of time, and even paid attention to Li Chong's every move, without thinking carefully about what the result of everything he did.

Until the rich aroma wafts away, everyone is immersed in it and comes back to their senses.

What you see in front of you is a dinner plate that you have found with a lid.

"The name of this dish is that you are nothing in my eyes!"

Li wiped his hands, put his apron, kitchen hat and other things that didn't belong to him here, and turned to leave.

Everyone at the scene watched the back gradually disappear from view for a long time before finally turning their attention back to the small tray food truck.

South Korea gritted his teeth in anger, always feeling that everything Li Chong said and did was aimed at him.

Just one dish.

What's it called, you're nothing in my eyes?

Who do you say?

"Serve his cooking!"

Han Guang shouted viciously, and immediately a staff member pushed the cart to the judges' seat.

Even the reporters with the live TV also trotted all the way to follow.

The camera is always focused on the tray.

When the small cart pushed next to the judges' seat, Han Guang couldn't wait for others to do anything, so he directly reached over and lifted the lid of the tray.

The next moment, countless exclamations could be heard erupting in the square.

Everyone couldn't believe what they were seeing.

That's a dragon!

A delicately carved and lifelike golden dragon.

Han Guang was dumbfounded.

Mr. Xu, who was next to him, leaned over and carefully touched the golden dragon body with his fingers.

The mouth involuntarily exclaimed: "This is made of noodles, and the dragon formed after frying!"

How did he do it?

Generally, pasta will be deformed when fermented, steamed or fried.

How could he do it so exquisitely?"

The other judges circled the entire tray several times.

"Incredible, simply incredible.

None of our hotel's top chefs have such meticulous knife work.

Even if it were to be able to make such a shape, it would have taken a whole day to carefully craft.

How did he do it?

It took so little time to carve it out?"

Actually, you don't need to say it.

Even the most ordinary people can read books with their eyes, and how ingenious the noodle dragon made by Li Chong is.

Xu Youcai, who was still complacent in the crowd because Li Chong took the initiative to give up the qualification for this game, frowned deeply.

As a chef. Although his character is not very good, he is also remarkable in terms of cooking skills.

Naturally, he knew it well. How difficult it was for that gold-carved dragon.

It is estimated that this kind of knife work may not be able to be practiced if he is given another twenty years.

Li Chongming has only been trying to study for three months, how can he have such a strong ability?

There was a lot of discussion, and the whole square was in chaos.

But soon, as Han Guang's gaze shifted, and the camera lens shifted.

The others found the other objects in the tray again.

With such a large plate, it is naturally impossible for it to be just a carved golden dragon.

The golden dragon hovered as if it were standing in mid-air.

The dragon's head hung low, and the place he looked down at was the big herring that Li Chong first went to cook.

Steamed herring lay on a plate.

Most restaurants know the rules, if the fish can stand up, it is best to stand on the plate or upturned end to end.

Take the beautiful meaning of the fish leaping dragon gate,

And Li Chong, a herring fish, turned out to be white belly turned up.

"This young man doesn't even know a bit of rules.

How can the fish be put like this.

If such a dish was served on the hotel table, the guests would have scolded the street a long time ago!"

Some judges were very dissatisfied and muttered such a sentence.

The host next to him raised his eyebrows and looked over.

"Mr. He, how do you know that he didn't deliberately put it like this?"

"What do you mean by that?"

That Mr. He frowned deeply.

At this time, Han Guang, who was in a violent mood, patted the table impatiently.

"Whatever he does.

That kid is so arrogant, I want to see how capable he is.

Bring your chopsticks and try his dish!"

After a short time, several judges gathered around the tray with a pair of chopsticks in their hands.

Went straight to the fish.

The moment the fish was put in their mouths, everyone's faces distorted and they spit out with a pop.

"So salty!

How much salt did that kid put in it, and why was it so salty?"

"I'll just say that guy is capable of words, but he doesn't really have any real skills.

I can't even grasp the degree of salt when cooking, and I dare to say that I came for the god of food.

It's ridiculous!"

Han Guang and the others finally found a suitable reason to ridicule Li Chong.

But as they spoke, they themselves were stunned.

Whether the dish is good or not is already secondary, the key is to recall the name of the dish that Li Chong said before!

Compare it to all this.

After a while, the host subconsciously exclaimed, "He said you are salted fish!"

"What salted fish?

Who's the salted fish?"

"Li Zhong is talking about you.

This dish is lifelike, and the golden dragon looks down on an idle fish in mid-air.

Li Chong compares himself to a golden dragon, so aren't you just a salted fish, and you are the kind of salted fish that can never turn over.

Therefore, you are nothing in his eyes. ”

The words of the host were spread out with the live broadcast camera, and even the distorted expressions of those judges were presented in the eyes of everyone.

Li Chong himself is gone.

But the dish he left behind made these celebrities on the judges' table a laughing stock for the whole city.