"100 points!"

"I'll give you full marks too! I'm not afraid of your pride!"

"Undoubtedly excellent, it shouldn't be the superb cooking skills that can be possessed at this age!"

There are three scoring panels on the judging table, and the full number of values appears at the same time.

Bite.

Immediately afterwards, the broadcast screen counted the total scores given by the three judges:

Three hundred!

Directly overflowing!

"Ahem, poor hospitality—"

Xia Yu grabbed his forehead, but his palm was empty, he had never had the habit of tying a forehead band, he was stunned for a moment, and he laughed at himself a little in his heart, ha, he accidentally entered the play too deeply. He shrugged his shoulders and smiled at the female judges on stage who were staring at him, "It's good if you're satisfied." ”

After saying that, he turned around to step down.

"Wait!"

But it was the chief judge who called him. Fan Jiaorou, a female celebrity chef from the Yunmengze Chef Alliance, looked at him directly, that look, tsk, as if she was bowing to a living Bodhisattva, and her jade face glowed, "Thank you, let me see that spice skills can be so agile and have life!"

There was still a hint of uncontrollable trembling in her voice, but you can imagine how she was feeling.

"Here's my business card!"

Fan Jiaorou suddenly changed her painting style, from a female man, to a little girl who faced her idol tightly, and handed over a business card with both hands respectfully, "You must accept it! If you can, please allow me to visit after the game!"

"I've taken my business card, and if I visit, well, if I'm not studying cooking, I can entertain one or two. ”

Xia Yu replied, which made the female judge's eyes suddenly brighten.

After receiving the business card, his gaze swept over the other two female judges, and Mu Xiaoyue made a call gesture in her position, probably saying that she would continue to keep in touch. As for Yuan Lanzhi, the soft gaze cast made Xia Yu feel like she was being electrocuted, and she didn't dare to look at her more.

stepped down.

At the other end of the guest seat, Wei An and Kong Chun left at some point, and Li Han and Tang Yuqiong also got up and waved to him in front of the chair, and then left one by one.

The rest of the industry insiders also whispered, and in just one or two minutes, they walked seventy or eighty percent, and the guest seats felt empty at a glance.

As soon as he stepped down, Xia Yu was surrounded by a crowd of reporters.

Xia Yu was already familiar with this kind of battle.

Whether on the Sapporo stage or Togetsu in Tokyo, he is always in the spotlight.

"Chef Natsu—"

A female reporter took the lead, and the posture made a male worker embarrassed, and the microphone was plugged straight over, and her mouth was like a cannon, chewing words clearly: "I am a reporter from CCTV Food Channel, can you talk about the secret of 'Lao Ding'? What kind of spice recipe did you give Lao Ding to make the dish a perfect classic!"

Hearing that the female reporter reported that her home was from CCTV, Xia Yu was in awe.

Although I don't know what the influence of "CCTV" in this plane is in China, I know how crazy it is when I hear the name.

However, contrary to the serious attitude on the surface, Xia Yu's answer sounded extremely perfunctory to the reporter: "There is no secret, in fact, 'Lao Ding' is also instant noodles, instant noodles with dried water and homemade seasoning packets, so that everyone understands better?"

He glanced around with a smile.

Who knew that the reporters shook their heads in unison, and the scene looked funny.

Another female reporter bit her lip and stepped forward and handed out the microphone: "Since Chef Xia said that it was instant noodles, it is instant noodles!"

"But—"

She said in an emphatic tone, "May I ask how many spices there are in the seasoning packets of instant noodles?

Hearing this, the surrounding reporters fell silent.

The reaction of the previous judges, as well as the smell that permeated the stage, were smelled by the reporters, so everyone decided that the recipe of such a spice with the majestic atmosphere of a whale must be complicated.

"How many spices?"

Xia Yu shook his head and spit out words: "It's nothing more than fishmeal, fishmeal, fishmeal......

"Duplicate fishmeal"?

There was an uproar on all sides.

"Isn't it possible, you can use fishmeal to construct such an atmospheric spice recipe?"

"By the way, our camera also captured a small detail, the tongue of the three judges, there is a spice with the characteristics of golden star chips, can you tell me more about it?"

More questions poured in, and Xia Yu responded calmly.

What should be said, he will naturally say, but at present, this new recipe recipe that has successfully evolved is very likely to be a weapon for his next halberd, and if it is disclosed by the media in advance, it will be quite unfavorable to him.

"Chef Xia, take a group photo!"

After the CCTV reporter asked a question, he came up with his mobile phone, and Xia Yu could only look up and smile at the camera. The female reporter snuggled up to his shoulder, erected her classic scissor hands, and smiled with happiness and surprise.

After taking the photo, the CCTV female reporter said: "Chef Xia, I have followed up on your appearance in the Sapporo event, but I didn't expect you to return to China as a demon king after two months." This is my business card, please accept it!"

"In addition, I will follow closely any of your cooking interpretations in China!" "Come on!" the female reporter waved her fist before leaving.

The chaos in the audience lasted for at least ten minutes.

During this period, the judges, live broadcast cameras, and even the masses are paying attention to this, and a group of young talented players on the stage are not even qualified to act as a green leaf background.

Zhao Qi watched the chaos accompany Xia Yu away, silently clenched his fist, and gently smashed it on the kitchen counter, "This is the young talent of the Chinese world!"

"A true talent always comes with its own lighting effects. ”

"I must bite off the top 20 places this year!" Zhao Qi swore inwardly, and raised his eyes to look around the stage, most of the young players were still immersed in the previous spice shock picture, obviously shocked by the demon king with two horns on his head. This is not a joke, it is not an exaggeration, even if the self-esteem is as strong as Zhao Qi, you have to admit that there is a lingering shadow on your heart.

Shadow of the Demon King!

"Perhaps, among the younger generations in the Chinese world, only Ye Feizhou can stop him!" Zhao Qi thought to himself.

I finally got out of the venue area and went to the rest room provided by the official event.

Xia Yu met with Zhu Qing and Zhao Tong, and Zhu Qing said with a smile: "Is there really only fishmeal, fishmeal, and fishmeal?"

Zhu Qing smiled, in the past few days after returning to China, she sat and watched Xia Yu study every night, and naturally had a general understanding of the secrets of his latest spice recipe, "As far as I know, in addition to more than ten kinds of fish meal, other spices such as ginger, bay leaves, grass fruit, and lemongrass are not missing, but they are all hidden." ”

"Yes, yes, Aunt Qing, what you said is right!"

Xia Yu was funny, the desire to explore in Zhu Qing's eyes was too obvious, so he wanted to talk.

Unexpectedly, Xia Yu didn't follow his words and pointed out the mistakes, Zhu Qing could only pout and snort: "It's always mysterious, I haven't seen you tinker with any new natural oils these days." ”

"Forget it—" she waved her hand, "I don't understand." ”

said, hugged his fists to Xia Yu, and bowed like a chivalrous girl, "The little girl can only say one service!

At the same time, a black sedan driving to the suburbs.

Wei An and Kong Chun, who left the scene early, were in the back seat of the car, all with solemn faces and silent all the way.

The sedan slowly drove into a heavily guarded mountain villa, and before the car stopped, Wei An finally spoke: "Brother Kong, do you understand?"

"Understood?"

Kong Chunzhi shook his head, "I can only see seven or eight percent clearly, and the remaining two or three layers are difficult to figure out thoroughly no matter what, I'm afraid that I can only understand it after tasting it." ”

A trace of embarrassment flashed in Wei An's eyes.

Kong Chun can see seventy or eighty percent clearly, but he can only vaguely touch about fifty percent.

When it comes to the realm of dragon kitchen, in fact, the so-called "god-level talent" is almost everyone's own. Even if you don't have it congenitally, on the road to the dragon realm, because of the accumulated experience, through the foundation, the acquired training method is formed, this is a very real empirical science, which may be more reliable and solid than the innate qualification.

With eyes and noses, to see, to smell, dragon chefs like Wei An and Kong Chun can analyze the special nirvana recipe clearly at once.

However, after spending half an hour carefully pondering Xia Yu's fishing noodles, what the two of them watched and thought was always inevitably covered by the whale shadow.

"The whale painted by this spice is really big!"

"Well, it's true. ”

"True? It can indeed be described as this, smart, with a life atmosphere, at least with his spice attainments, nothing else, but also enough in the domestic professional field, the king of the mountain. ”

The two entered the building while chatting.

In the quiet room, Ye Feizhou heard a faint movement, raised his head from the ancient recipe on his lap, listened to it, and after a while, his face was puzzled, "What are Master Wei and Master Confucius talking about?"