The sound of a person swallowing saliva is very soft, but when the twenty-odd people make this sound at the same time, it is very powerful. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This voice is so loud, so that the onlookers in the restaurant feel so strange, what's wrong with these referees, they all look at the bowl stupidly, and now they all make such a sound, what's in this bowl, isn't it egg fried rice?

But soon, twenty-five spoons, twenty-five customers of different ages and referees, the first chopsticks had just been delivered to the mouth, and the second chopsticks had already fallen again, and a small bowl of egg fried rice was quickly wiped out.

A minute later, there was not a single piece of rice left in the empty rice bowl, and even the oil on the egg fried rice in the bowl had been licked clean by the judges with their tongues.

This made the onlookers stunned, how could this group of referees look so much like refugees who fled from Africa~Zhou, they haven't eaten enough for months.

A group of customer referees, after eating the egg fried rice in the bowl without image, all closed their eyes one after another, shook their heads and shook their heads, just like the students in the ancient school, shaking their heads and reciting the articles of the sages, so obsessed.

This egg fried rice is not only beautiful in appearance, but also does not disappoint them, and the taste in their mouths gives them a sense of 'only in this life'.

Worthy of the eagerness that made them hungry for the first time in their noses, the saliva aroma flowed, I have to say that the taste of this egg fried rice is more than they expected than its beautiful and dazzling appearance!

The entire hall, except for the occasional grinding of these referees of different ages, was silent for a while.

Looking at the expressions of these referees, they were obviously all intoxicated, all squinting their eyes, full of aftertaste expressions.

The group of people in the restaurant led by Xu Juan and Chef Tu naturally knew that their side was going to lose this game, and they lost it in a mess.

As the saying goes, the higher you float, the harder you fall, Xu Juan feels that this is no wonder to others, who called herself so unlucky, and let herself meet such a hidden culinary master, from the outside, who would have thought that this young man who was only about thirty years old would really have such a high cooking skill.

It can be said that 'sow beans and get beans, plant melons and get melons, what cause is planted before, what fruit will be produced later, cause and effect cycle, retribution is not happy!

"It's delicious!"

"I've never had such a delicious egg fried rice. ”

It's the best I've ever eaten in my life!"

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After all, these judges are all selected from the diners, not professional judges, is there such a professional word in their mouths to describe the deliciousness of Ye Rongrong's egg fried rice, there are only a few words in their mouths that are dry and can't be chewed over and over again.

are some of the more common old-fashioned compliments, and the most powerful thing is the revised version of the referee of an old man in his sixties, "This taste should only be in heaven, and the world can eat it a few times".

There is no way that they are not professional judges, such a delicious egg fried rice is not only delicious in their mouths, but it is too delicious, anyway, it is delicious to the limit of their taste.

If they really want to use any words to express this delicious egg fried rice, they really can't find any words to express the deliciousness of egg fried rice other than "absolutely".

If the egg fried rice made by Chef Tu tastes delicious, then the egg fried rice made by this young man named Ye Rongrong gives people a feeling that they want to fly.

In terms of "taste", this Chef Tu is far from this young man named Ye Rongrong.

Although these judges are not professionals, there are no very professional words to evaluate the level of this Chef Tu and Ye Rongrong's egg fried rice.

However, these people know very well that no matter in terms of "color", "fragrance" and "taste", the level of this chef Tu and the master of Cantonese cuisine is really far inferior to this young man named Ye Rongrong, and he is not a player in the weight class anyway.

If this young man named Ye Rongrong is a master chef, then this Chef Tu, a master of Cantonese cuisine, can only barely be regarded as a culinary apprentice who has just graduated from the school, and the level of these two people is not at the same level at all, not at the same level, not at all a plane.

A judge who has tasted Chef Tu's skills before, has always felt that this Chef Tu's cooking skills are superb, and he deserves to be a master of Cantonese cuisine.

But today, after eating the egg fried rice made by this young man named Ye Rongrong, I felt that Chef Tu, a master of Cantonese cuisine, was a bit exaggerated, and he became like rubble on the side of the road, becoming dull.

Therefore, for the high evaluation of the two people's 'egg fried rice', these 25 customers who acted as referees reached a consensus on their views without dispute.

There is no doubt that in the first game, Ye Rongrong won with an absolute advantage!

The vote was twenty-five to zero!

The hotel lost a mess without any suspense, and there was not even a single consolation ticket, and it was definitely blown up by Ye Rongrong.

The whole face of the group led by Xu Juan on the hotel side was not good-looking, although judging from the looks of these customers who acted as referees just now, their side would definitely have a higher chance of losing.

But I never imagined that it would be so outrageous, this is no longer a matter of losing, this is a hateful slap in the face.

This is still in their own hotel, on their own territory, and when their own side has the advantage of the right time, place and people, the defeat is so outrageous and so miserable.

How to open your own restaurant in the future, others will not say that the chef level of their hotel is poor, it is not as good as a hairy boy who is not a professional chef, who will come to eat here in the future, and his own restaurant is a brand with superb cooking skills.

"yes, we won, brother-in-law is the best. ”

When the voting results came out, Liu Xixi jumped up with joy.

I know that my brother-in-law is very good, and he will definitely win, who let his brother-in-law be a "Yamasai", how can the chef of your hotel be the opponent of his brother-in-law!

Lose, that's perfectly normal.

If you don't lose, that's a miracle!

Now for Liu Xixi's happy jumping and jumping, Liu Jingqing is not jumping and jumping except for being slightly excited, after all, Liu Jingqing is now the child's mother, and she is more stable.

And Ye Rongrong's expression has not changed since the beginning of the game, and he still looks very natural.

It's not that Ye Rongrong is pretending, the key is because he just watched the process of this chef Tu's scrambled egg fried rice and the "color" and "fragrance" of the egg fried rice he scrambled, and he was very disappointed in the level of this so-called super-third-level, Cantonese cuisine master Chef Tu, and he was not surprised at all that he could win him.

Although Chef Tu's third-level cooking skills can already be called a master chef, it is really far from the level of Ye Rongrong's culinary god.

You know, the higher the level, the bigger the gap between them, not some concept of one plus one equals two.

The distance between the master level and the kitchen god can be said to be 'one step at hand, one step at the end of the world', the level gap is like a chasm, insurmountable, that kind of exaggerated gap is already the difference between heaven and earth!

Chef Tu looked at the voting results of the competition, and the whole person was completely blinded, no matter what, he never thought that there would be such a result, twenty-five to zero, what kind of concept is this.

I have worked hard in the kitchen for decades, participated in many competitions, won many awards in various domestic and foreign cooking competitions, and has also mixed with the highest level in the kitchen industry, the qualification of a super third-level chef.

Known as the master of Cantonese cuisine by industry insiders, he often participates in various cooking competitions as judges, pointing out those younger generations, always thinking that he has reached the highest level of culinary skills, and there are few opponents at home and abroad, even if the masters of other cuisine factions, no one dares to say that he will be higher than himself in the realm of cooking.

As a result, he was old and old, but he was slapped hard at the door of his house, twenty-five to zero, which shows that his decades of cooking skills are simply a scum in front of this young man, and he is not his opponent at all.

In vain, I am still complacent about my cooking skills, as the old saying goes, "there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the people", I really sat in the well and watched the sky.

Chef Tu picked up the spoon and scooped a spoon of scrambled egg fried rice, put it in his mouth and chewed, it was tender at first, the softness and hardness of the rice were just right, the eggs were neither too old nor too tender, the ratio of seasoning was appropriate, the mixture of oil and rice and eggs was sufficient, and when I ate it into the stomach, I felt that every pore of the whole body was hearty and indescribably comfortable.

Let Chef Tu, a chef who has been a chef for decades, have eaten the delicacies made by countless masters of cuisine at home and abroad, and he feels that it is not as delicious as the egg fried rice in front of him.

An egg fried rice can be fried to this extent, how high this person's cooking skills will be, Chef Tu can't imagine it, he doesn't seem to have lost at all, and he is convinced.

"Ah...... There's also delicious egg fried rice. ”

A thirteen- or fourteen-year-old boy happened to see Chef Tu eating egg fried rice with a spoon, stood up excitedly and shouted, picked up the bowl, and immediately rushed to Chef Tu's side.

"Dizzy, why did you forget that there is still delicious egg fried rice there, what kind of aftertaste is still here, hurry up and get some more." ”

The referee customers, who were shocked by the little boy's shouting, picked up their bowls and rushed in the direction of Chef Tu.

These people forgot their age, men and women, and they didn't care about their image anyway, and rushed to the egg fried rice position, for fear that they would be one step slower and not even the scum left.

Soon, Xu Juan, Chef Tu and a few waitresses were squeezed outside by the rushing referees, and they could only stupidly watch the gang squeeze their heads and grab the little remaining egg fried rice, what is the situation.

"Hey, I said you should play less, everyone hasn't yet. ”

"Hey, leave us some, just a little bit is enough. ”

"I said you, just now you asked others to make less, how did you fill a bowl and eat it. ”

"Hmm...... Well...... , who plays less, who is stupid. ”

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Looking at these crazy referees, everyone in the hall was dumbfounded, what is going on, it's even more like grabbing money, it's so scary. (To be continued.) )