In the Suhe Hotel, Su Ruotong held the lottery number in his hand and returned to everyone.

When Bao Ruwen heard the host on the stage report just now, he had a warm smile on his face, and when he saw Su Ruotong coming down, he was very happy: "It's really a good number!"

They drew the number five.

The earliest appearance is definitely not good, and the late appearance is not good, and it is not possible to take advantage of it, only this number hanging in the middle and a little before the test is the most likely to explode high scores.

Su Ruotong nodded and said, "Okay, let's take a look with the host, what kind of stove to use, and then prepare the materials, I just asked, you can prepare a little commonly used materials in advance - like minced green onions, minced garlic and the like." ”

The nine chefs standing behind her were all gearing up, all of them very excited, and Hulala followed Su Ruotong away.

A few people stood in front of the arranged long stove, and someone on the opposite stove table greeted Su Ruotong warmly and shouted: "Hey, you're not Su Ruotong, hello, you're also here to participate in the competition!"

As soon as Su Ruotong looked up, it was Jin Bixin!

Jin Bixin's eyes are as wet as a deer, her hair is still fresh and fresh short hair, she looks lively and cute, wearing a tailor-made pure white chef's uniform, beautiful and well-behaved, but in fact, she is not such a well-behaved person.

Nodding her head at Jin Bixin, Su Ruotong greeted calmly: "Hello Miss Jin." ”

"Don't be so outside, just call me Xinxin!" Jin Bixin stuck out her tongue: "There are ten people on your side, it seems that you are a team competition, my side is a single competition, my father is the vice president of the Chinese Cuisine Association, there is a chance to recommend, so he recommended me, I heard that your Su's Restaurant was originally a recommended single competition, but later it was Grandpa Tao who opened his mouth and changed it to a team competition." ”

Su Ruotong didn't expect that her own restaurant would come to participate in the competition, and there were still these twists and turns behind her back, and she couldn't help but be grateful to Tao Yide.

The relationship between the Tao family and the Su family has now eased, and Su Ruotong decided to go to Tao Yide to thank him in person after the game.

"Thank you, Miss King, for telling me this. Su Ruotong said.

"It's okay, anyway, my father told me about it anyway, so I'll tell you. Really, don't call me Miss Jin, it sounds so awkward, you call me Xinxin, and I call you Tongtong, okay?"

Because Jin Bixin is good-looking, she looks like a good girl at first glance, and she seems to know Su Ruotong, so she suddenly gained the favor of the contestants at Su's Restaurant.

Jiang Mingming is the same age as Jin Bixin, and he is still single, so he can't help but be a little bursting with hormones, and before Su Ruotong can answer Jin Bixin, he showed a happy smile to Jin Bixin and interjected: "Then I will also call you Xinxin, okay?"

Jin Bixin smiled suddenly, revealing two sweet and deep dimples: "Okay! Then what do I call you?"

"My name is Jiang Mingming, you can call me Mingming. ”

Seeing that the game was about to start, the two of them actually started flirting and scolding, Li Hongxing couldn't stand it, reached out and knocked on the table, and coughed: "Obviously, cut some lotus roots, you want round lotus roots the size of millet grains, don't break too much stringing, know how to cut them, right?"

When Jiang Mingming heard this, he was dumbfounded, cleaned up his mood with a disgraced face, and went to work with a kitchen knife.

The lotus root itself is crisp and not easy to cut, let alone cut into a circle of consistent size, and the requirement is still the size of a millet grain. The most unbearable thing is that when you still have to cut it, try to keep the lotus root silk in it, which is too difficult for strong people.

But Jiang Mingming didn't even dare to let out a fart, because there were people in Su's Restaurant who could do it.

During this year's Qingming Festival, Su Ruotong taught Bao Ruwen their hand, which is the skill of cutting lotus root silk, after cutting, the white small lotus root is spread on the board, and a piece of silver filament flashes in the middle, which looks like the Milky Way.

This hand is Bao Ruwen, who is now dominating the restaurant in cooking, and he has also practiced for a whole month before he has a little experience, Jiang Mingming's level can't do it.

Seeing that Jiang Mingming was stumped all of a sudden, Jin Bixin tilted her head and was indignant for him: "Hey, this uncle, aren't you a strong man, the lotus root is cut into the same size lotus root, I feel okay, what does it mean to keep silking." What's the difference between you and those who want to eat a belly full of water-filled dumplings. ”

Speaking of the allusion to this water-filled dumpling, no one present did not know, especially these cooks.

Legend has it that in ancient times, there was a newly married woman who was embarrassed by her parents-in-law and asked to eat dumplings - but the requirement was that the filling of the dumplings must be all water, otherwise they would not be considered dumplings, and the dumplings must be cooked in a pot. This stumped the woman, she thought for a long time, and then came up with a way to crack it, which is to wrap the dumpling skin with ice cubes, and then boil it in the pot, so that the dumpling skin is cooked, and the ice cubes inside have just melted, and of course it is a bag of water when you eat it. Her father-in-law and mother-in-law ate "unique" dumplings, and finally stopped making things difficult for her new daughter-in-law.

Bao Ruwen has a good impression of Jin Bixin, but no matter how good the impression is, they are all here to participate in the competition, and Jin Bixin is their competitor in a sense. Bao Ruwen smiled and said, "Little girl, you can't talk full!"

After finishing speaking, he picked up the thick square-backed kitchen knife in his hand, took a layer of white vinegar on the blade of the kitchen knife, and cut it at the lotus root on the desk.

The sound of knives slashing against the board regularly, almost in a piece, as if it was the sound of heavy rain falling on a spring night.

The lotus root on the board quickly turned into rows of neat lotus root slices, then lotus root strips, and then more and more small lotus roots.

But the most bizarre thing is the movements on Bao Ruwen's wrists, and I don't know how his wrists and arms are controlled, his movements are like specially treated films, and every frame will be slightly stuck.

Seeing Bao Ruwen's action, Jin Bixin's heart understood that this old man had a unique skill, maybe he could really cut out the kind of lotus root that the old man with a little lame legs and feet said just now.

In less than three minutes, Bao Ruwen stopped, and saw that the lotus root was neatly spread on the board, each one was round, each one was the size of a beautiful millet grain, and the most amazing thing was that the silver filaments on it were shining, and it looked as if it was really lotus silk.

Bao Ruwen seemed to be in order to show off, gently lifted a small lotus root at the front, and slowly pulled it up, a magical scene happened, and the strings of small lotus roots in the back were brought up, and the connection between them was the lotus silk between each other.

The lotus root mushrooms he brought up looked like small pearls embedded in a fishing net, and they were amazingly beautiful.

Jin Bixin's eyes widened in surprise - she had never seen such exquisite cooking skills in such a big life.

"See, little girl, what you can't do by yourself doesn't mean that others can't do it. Bao Ruwen put away the knife, put down the lotus root net, and said slowly: "This is called a pearl shirt!"

"Click!" A camera sounded, and I saw a man with a reporter's ID card on his chest taking pictures of the lotus root on Bao Ru's copywriting board. After he finished taking the photo, he didn't forget to say to Bao Ruwen with excitement on his face: "This gentleman, your cooking skills are really amazing, I am a reporter from the "Daily Beijing Daily", can I interview you when you finish the competition in a while?"

When Bao Ruwen heard that someone was going to interview him, he was so happy that he was about to go to heaven, and immediately nodded: "That's no problem!"

"Thank you, thank you, please stay with your team for a while, okay? I'm optimistic about you!" the reporter said excitedly, his eyes lingering on Su Ruotong.

Originally, this reporter saw Jin Bixin and wanted to interview this rare young and beautiful female chef in the ranks of chefs, to add some gimmicks and highlights to his report, but he didn't expect to see Bao Ruwen's cooking performance - forget it, next, he also made a bigger discovery, he found a beauty who was several times more beautiful than Jin Bixin, and this beauty is quite famous on the Internet, and is called "fairy kitchen god" , not only cooking, but also in New York to raise funds for left-behind children, causing a great sensation, even he himself has watched several short videos about this fairy chef god.

Originally, this interview mission was very commonplace, because this kind of small competition about the people's livelihood that is not very eye-catching in the cooking category will definitely not be on the front page, and even the second and third editions will not be in the turn, but if the fairy kitchen god also participates, plus a little charity topic, if there is no other major event today, maybe it can still make the headlines.

The reporter sat down happily and decided to pay attention to Su Ruotong's game in their group throughout the whole process.

At this time, the time difference was five minutes until nine o'clock, and the judges began to take their seats.

There were a total of 20 judges sitting on the stage, each of whom was a well-known figure in the domestic culinary or nutrition industry.

Tao Yide didn't come because he was too old, but the two apprentices he taught back then, who are now mortal enemies, are all listed.

Bao Ruwen looked at the people on the stage with a smile, some of these people he had only heard the names on TV or in the ears of his peers, they were all characters who used to be like him, but now it seems that he has long lost the mood of seeing idols before.

Because he knows that one day, he will achieve greater achievements than them, or in other words, purely in terms of culinary skills, in some places, he has surpassed the limits of what these people can do, if nothing else, the hand of cutting lotus root into "pearl sweater", can they do it?

Bao Ruwen, who was full of confidence, calmly waited for the competition to be announced, and his eyes swept over the judges' table one by one, and at this time, his gaze suddenly froze.

I saw a man sitting in the center of the stage, this man had a slight square face, a serious expression, wearing a pearl gray suit, and his expression was indifferent to listen to the person next to him.

His appearance Bao Ruwen was not familiar, but he recognized it at a glance - wasn't this the man who lived on the same floor as them in the hotel and passed by him and Su Changqing twice, but each time he inexplicably showed them an expression of extreme disgust?

Is it possible that this man knows them, and still has a grudge against the Su family? Bao Ruwen's heart instantly became cold, and before he started cooking, the judges had opinions about them, which is better than a fart!