"It's almost ......"

When the camera locked on the No. 1 kitchen counter, there were a few young people at the guest table with a tent.

Except for Ye Feizhou, the remaining four members of the "China Five Shows" all rushed to the scene.

As soon as he sat down to catch his breath and relieve himself, Tang Yuqiong opened fire on Li Han, "It's all because you insist that we wait for you together, you dragged on for an hour to arrive, so we almost missed it!"

"This is really not my pot, it's actually Lou Linjian'......" Li Han asked for an explanation.

Clang!

At this time, the clock rang at ten o'clock in the morning, and the male master of ceremonies on the stage held a scroll with the title written on it. He happened to see the four famous men who were late, and gave a surprised glance over there, but the movements of his hands did not stop, and he shook the scroll to the end.

As a result, the title in black on a white background clearly falls on the camera.

I don't know how many pairs of eyes, or on the spot, or in front of various display screens, are glued to the handwriting on the scroll of the title-

Fragrant!

Just one word, square italics.

"Incense?"

After a while, the scene sounded the sound of inhalation, and the riot spread to the entire venue, and even the entire metropolis.

"Is there a word missing?"

Inside a commercial plaza in Shanghai, Zhu Qing and Zhao Tong were on the elevator of the shopping mall, listening to the sound echoing on the floor, they couldn't help but stop joking with their girlfriends, staring slightly, staring at the big screen in a restaurant next to the elevator, and their pretty faces immediately appeared strange.

"Incense?" Zhao Tong's ears moved, he groaned slightly, and said with a smile: "Ah Qing, I guess this 'incense' refers to the word in the six-character recipe of cooking 'color, fragrance, shape and meaning', after all, this is a big collision of young heroes in the field of cooking, in fact, the connotation of the text has long been imprisoned in this field, and it is impossible to get rid of it, otherwise it will be off topic!"

"I know!"

The strangeness on Zhu Qing's face turned into a kind of remorseful madness, "Quick, let's go back, don't go shopping!" Who came up with this question, didn't it hit the muzzle of the gun, I already knew ......?"

Zhao Tong could only let his girlfriend pull him, and listening to Zhu Qingyi's coquettish scolding, he couldn't help but wonder secretly.

Does the question hit the muzzle?

Scene.

The word "incense" extends to the field of cooking, which can be said to be the smell of the nose or the actual taste of the tongue...... Or, standing on a high vantage point represents the level of seasoning of a whole dish!"

Wei An said this to Kong Chun.

The two dragon chefs in Bai Yulou were also affected by the atmosphere and were talking in a low voice.

"Well, that's a good question!" Kong Chun is a thin scribe who looks like a teacher, in his fifties, his temples are dyed frost white, and his eyes are bright and bright, "From the perspective of the senses, it is the smell of the nose and the taste of the tongue." ”

"Or, just point to it, starting from the basic seasoning of the dish, and achieving the ultimate in "seasoning" is the perfect interpretation of this assessment question!"

Kong Chun said this, and it seemed that he was also trying to solve the problem from his own perspective.

Wei An laughed when he heard this, "Brother Kong, do you think any of the young heroes present can really push the "seasoning" to the extreme......?

The words stopped abruptly.

Obviously, a figure suddenly appeared in Wei An's head, reminding him like a ghost!

"Don't forget the number one. Kong Chun was slightly solemn, "To be honest, I still don't believe that this generation can have underage Lin Chef again." It's not that I doubt Qinglian's tasting power, but this matter is too incredible. You must know that since those Tianjiao disappeared one after another, there has never been such a demon in the Chinese world. ”

He pointed to the Forbidden City in the north.

"That dragon head also crossed the Linmen Gate at the age of nineteen. ”

Hearing this, Wei An's eyes flickered, "That's why I just pulled you over today, and came to this scene to see for yourself-"

Syllable!

Speaking of this, Wei An slapped the armrests of the chair with both hands, and cast a solemn gaze at the No. 1 kitchen counter in a conspicuous position, "Seeing is believing......!

During the conversation between the two, the hundreds of young talents who knew the topic were like going to the examination room, and they all lowered their heads and frowned and thought.

In the No. 1 kitchen counter where the camera and broadcast screen are locked.

The moment he saw the question clearly, Xia Yu's stunned look flashed on his face.

"Incense!"

There was an urge to rub his face in public, but Xia Yu had the consciousness of a public figure, so he couldn't help it, and pretended to think hard with a serious face, but he wanted to laugh in his heart. So the reason why I want to rub my face is very simple, in order not to let my expression collapse, I can't hold back my smile, especially when I am in the limelight, it is quite difficult.

He didn't know how many people were paying attention to him, watching him.

If it was placed in Dongying, the audience in the audience might be ignored by him as NPCs, however, breathing the air of this land, and the slightly familiar urban buildings in his vision, there seemed to be a voice in his heart that kept reminding Xia Yu:

This is Shanghai!

China Circle!

He's in Shanghai, in mainland China!

A very different land, an even more ancient and vast world of chefs!

It was completely different from the feeling when he first returned to China and took the stage last week, Xia Yu's breathing was suddenly a little heavy, and he couldn't control his heartbeat, "Am I excited?"

Look at the young girls on the same stage who are frowning and trying to prepare recipes on the left and right.

With Xia Yu's current culinary attainments and state of mind, looking at this group of children is like a parent watching children play at the entrance of the kindergarten. Although it is a bit rude to say this, the gap between Lin Kitchen and Special Chef is like this.

Therefore, the excitement in his heart has nothing to do with this group of peers.

Hmmm-

In the guest seats, Wei An and Kong Chun frowned in unison, meeting the sharp gaze projected directly from the No. 1 kitchen counter.

"This teenager ......"

The two old guys also came from a young age, and they have had countless halberd battles in their careers, how could they not feel the surging and restless fighting spirit in their sight.

For a moment, the two of them were stunned that they were being treated as prey, but then, they were annoyed by being looked down upon and provoked by the younger ones.

The older a person gets, the more he wants to save face.

Whether it is Wei An or Kong Chun, who was born in Qilu Kong's clan, he definitely doesn't want to be a lot older, but he is used as a stepping stone under his feet by a young boy to enjoy the scenery in high places.

"Chef Xia, can you talk about your interpretation of the topic of "incense"?"

The master of ceremonies stepped down from the judging table and handed the microphone to Xia Yu.

This unexpected link made the audience lose their voices.

Including the talents on the same stage who were thinking and preparing recipes, they all looked over.

Far away in the hunting headquarters.

The other two dragon chefs, Lan Lao and Li Lao, also sat and watched TV.

Lan Lao gave a thumbs up to Wei Qinglian, who was standing, "Yes, this arrangement is wonderful, it is originally a stage for young people, and adding more elements to enliven the atmosphere will also inspire the younger generation to be more courageous." ”

was unexpectedly interviewed on stage, Xia Yu seemed very calm, and countless shots failed to capture any nervousness from his face.

"What is the interpretation of "incense"?"

Xia Yu groaned.

As the only man in the judging table team, the middle-aged emcee is an old driver, thinking that Xia Yu didn't know how to speak, so he kindly paved the steps for him, "Any interpretation is fine, just say what you think." ”

"No way!"

Unexpectedly, Xia Yu's answer was just two words.

"Huh?"

The middle-aged emcee was slightly dumbfounded.

Immediately, the young man in the camera just smiled and pointed to his lips, "Shhhh

"I don't want to say that it's better to give food to the chef's heart. Saying it is equivalent to revealing the mystery in advance, isn't that boring?"