Clang!

The bell for the end is ringing!

The first examiner, holding the cooking work, stepped out of the passage. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He was greeted by cheers from the audience.

There was a round of applause from the guest seats.

"Whoa, whoa!"

"What is Chef Nakajima's cuisine?

Chiyo Aichi watched the down-and-out middle-aged man all the way to the censorship.

Kiyoshi Nakajima's cooking plate, with a lid, completely insulates the smell, and Chiyo Aichi looks up at the passage with a hint of regret in her eyes.

"Chef Kamijo!"

Asami Kamijo also came out.

She was quite popular, and the cheers were louder.

Similarly, Asami Kamijo also used a special airtight food box, and it is worth mentioning that 30 minutes before the end of the assessment, the live broadcast screen will be transferred to the scene, which is also a small trick of the IGO agency to hang the appetite, so that the final dish presented by the examiner is full of mystery.

"Next, it's Chef Kawase—"

Chiyo Aichi said that the hall was quiet.

Because, in the direction of the passage, two figures, one old and one young, gradually walked out.

The sound of a cart rumbling against the floor sounded dull.

Everyone looked stunned.

Xia Yu actually lifted the crockpot directly onto the trolley, the universal wheel was still very slippery, he easily pushed the heavy crockpot under the review table, and then smiled at Chef Kawase.

"Please—"

"Please—"

Chef Kawase's standard 90-degree bow is still meticulous even in the face of young chefs who are much younger than him, and the standard has the serious temperament of a neon local craftsman.

The four examiners, right under the examination table, spontaneously stood in a row.

Xia Yu held the cart, at the very edge.

Who's on first?

There is no script and no rehearsal in the process, from No. 1 to No. 6, the IGO agency did not require it to come in order, and the previous No. 4 Kitano Show was not cut in line. The special assessment, in a sense, is very open outside the rules of cooking.

"Whew-"

"I'll come first this time! Every time I go to the palace, I always feel uncomfortable!" Xia Yu thought to himself, just after exerting his strength in his hands, he was just about to push the car closer so that he could carry the crockpot to the stage, but suddenly there was thunderous applause.

Yes!

The damn one was preempted again!

There is a feeling of suffocation that the headlines are robbed.

Hearing the applause, Xia Yu immediately lost his strength, glanced at the past, and sure enough, Chef Kawase, who was originally standing next to him, had actually climbed the stairs, holding a casserole with a wooden lacquer tray, and walked steadily.

"What kind of food does Chef Kawase cook?" Xia Yu lowered his head slightly, thinking.

In such a large venue, 10,000 people were seated, and he didn't notice the strange gaze cast by the guest seats, and the student team and teacher team of Yuanyue didn't quite look right, and Megumi Tadoko and Yuhime Yoshino covered their mouths in unison, as if they almost shouted.

"How?"

However, Masato Kamihara threw a meaningful glance on the stage, but was captured by Xia Yu.

He frowned secretly, there must be a story in the eyes of Masato Kamihara.

It's a bad feeling to be kept in the dark.

"That's what I'm cooking—"

No matter what Xia Yu thought, the focus of the scene was not on him at this time, and the camera was locked on Chef Kawase who had already placed the tray and casserole on the review table.

As he spoke, Chef Kawase neatly lifted the lid!

Crash!

A unique fragrance of rice porridge swept the audience in an instant!

"Not bad!"

Akiyama Hiroshi and Kamihara Masato's eyes lit up, and before they could eat, the gluttonous worms in their stomachs were protesting.

In the casserole, there is a bowl of shiny light porridge.

The small trash fish, boiled red, are placed on the porridge noodles in the shape of chrysanthemums, and the audience faintly sees the scene of trash fish frolicking in the blue waves and clear streams.

Composition!

On the big screen, multiple angles give this bowl of casserole porridge close-up.

If nothing else, let's talk about trash fish and minced green onions, which definitely form a delicate handmade drawing, the porridge base is a light white canvas, and trash fish and minced green onions are the things in the painting!

A masterful art of composition!

Many viewers showed obsession, and before they had eaten, they naturally showed pious expressions.

"Sure enough, it's a craftsman......"

Xia Yu looked up at the close-up on the screen and couldn't help but feel emotional.

Temperament is sometimes really accurate, this chef Kawase gives people the feeling of a neon craftsman.

In front of a bowl of light porridge, there is nothing to comment on.

Except for "Bliss Rice", the other ingredients are very simple and common.

The three examiners spoon and taste.

The first scoop!

Second scoop!

In the tense atmosphere where the needle drop could be heard, the three examiners ate two spoonfuls in a row, at least compared to the spoonful of Kitano Hide, it was already a great success!

Hiroshi Akiyama and Masato Kamihara continued to eat the third spoonful.

But Indira had already put down the spoon, picked up the napkin on the table, wiped her mouth, and looked indifferent.

Chef Kawase's eyebrows jumped, but he wasn't too nervous.

After eating the third spoonful, Akiyama Hiroshi and Masato Kamihara were silent for a long time, and said one after another:

"That's it!"

"Then ......" Chiyo Aichi looked at Kawase in front of the examination table, and then at the three examiners who reacted coldly, and sighed in his heart.

The atmosphere changed from quiet to dead silence.

"You can go to the rest area. Indira said indifferently.

Chef Kawase's pupils shrank, and then stared at Hiroshi Akiyama and Masato Kamihara.

The two examiners did not speak.

The scene is stiff.

"Minister Kamihara. Chiyo Aichi pursed his lips and took the initiative to hand over the microphone, "Can you tell me why Chef Kawase is not up to standard?"

"The craftsmanship is too heavy!"

"Moreover, he did not surrender to Blissful Rice!" Masato Kamihara didn't want to say more, but shook his head vigorously.

"Chef Na Kawase, what do you think of the examiner......

Chiyo Aichi then faced Chef Kawase, unexpectedly, this examiner had already held a heavy step, different from the steadiness when he appeared on the stage before, his steps would be vain, and his rickety back gave people a sense of desolation.

"Eh, Chef Kawase!"

Xia Yu happened to be lined up next to the steps, and hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

"Failed, can't you do it again?" Xia Yu said funny.

"Again?"

Kawase looked up at the young face that was close at hand, and let out two desolate laughs, "I'm fifty-five years old, how long can I wait?"

"Isn't Mr. Hase-chan also in his fifties!" Xia Yu was puzzled.

Kawase just shook his head and left.

The audience in the guild hall didn't have time to mourn for the first loser, and they didn't have time to brew emotions, Nakajima Kiyoshi had already taken the stage with his food!

"My cooking!!"

His deep voice resounded through the hall.

"Oooo

Chiyo Aichi could only shout desperately to rescue the atmosphere that had fallen to the bottom in time.

The audience woke up from a dream and cheered like thunder.

In fact, what the audience would rather see is that the victor leaves with glory and tears of excitement at the moment of knowing that he is qualified, rather than smiling with desolation like Kawase, which makes people feel relatable.

Even though Kiyoshi Nakajima is a famous loser in the neon food scene, the audience is not stingy with cheers and applause!

Wow!

With a hint of flushing on his face, Kiyoshi Nakajima could no longer stabilize, and his palms trembled slightly, and he suddenly lifted the lid of the dish! )