"Anorexia? Oh my God, make no mistake, anorexic people are judges, this is too much fun, right? Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"That's right, how can someone with anorexia be a judge, how delicious it has to be to make people with anorexia eat it. ”

"This, this, this is really worthy of the title of the final finals, anorexic people are judges, it's too good. ”

Hearing the host's words, the people around them spoke one after another, and they were all a little stunned, and everyone didn't expect that the last person to be the judge would be an anorexic.

When I first heard this question, everyone thought that this question was not too simple, it was just a taste, and I had already taken the test during the regional trials, so how could I take the test again now.

But now everyone doesn't think so at all, using anorexic patients as judges, and letting them taste the dishes made by Chen Ze and Ju Yingying, this is really too difficult, how good it has to be done to make anorexia patients like it, everyone thinks it's unimaginable, it's really unimaginable.

"Anorexia patients? kind of funny. In the competition venue, hearing the host's words, Ju Yingying muttered to himself and smiled.

And Chen Ze frowned, he did think of this topic, but the jury was a patient with this kind of anorexia, which he didn't expect at all.

"People with anorexia, this is not your average judge. If it is a patient with that kind of depth, no matter how good the food is, it is impossible for them to eat it, and it is already a disease. Chen Ze spoke, he knew that even if it was a patient with anorexia, it would be absolutely impossible for the organizing committee of this competition to use a patient with deep anorexia, such a patient had completely lost the need for food, and may even lose his sense of taste.

This kind of judge, even if the God of Food comes in person, is useless at all.

Sure enough, the host continued: "Although it is a patient with anorexia, it is not a very deep one, and it is already a pathological one. It's just a shallow anorexia patient, although they are already anorexic, but if it is the best delicacy, it can still impress them. Now, let's take a look at 10 people with anorexia. ”

"And so it was. ”

Hearing the host's words, Chen Ze muttered to himself.

One after another, ten anorexic patients came out of the interior of the hall and sat on the judges' bench. Each of the ten of them is almost skinny, and there is no brilliance in their eyes, and the whole person is sluggish, which makes people know at a glance that they are anorexic.

Several of them were still yawning, although there was a cooking competition between Chen Ze and Ju Yingying in front of them, they were not interested at all, and even a few of them had a trace of disgust in their eyes.

It wasn't a disgust for Chen Ze and Ju Yingying, but an almost instinctive disgust for food.

"It's really a patient with anorexia, it's interesting now, is it Chen Ze's dish or Ju Yingying's dish that will impress them?"

"Yes, if you think about it, this is really the ultimate topic, if even these anorexic patients can be impressed, then it is the real god of food. ”

Indeed, who is the real Chinese god of food, you can see at a glance later. ”

After seeing these ten judges, the people around them whispered, and after learning the topic of the final competition, they became extremely excited.

Many media reporters clicked and filmed ten anorexia patients, and they all felt that the last question of the organizing committee was too creative.

"The time is three hours, there is no limit to ingredients and cooking techniques within three hours, Chen Ze and Ju Yingying, you can make your best dishes at will, and then serve them to the ten anorexic judges one by one, who eats more dishes in these three hours, who is the final winner of this competition. Of course, since this comparison is about the Chinese god of food, there is also a prerequisite, that is, all the dishes made must be typical representatives of Chinese cuisine. The moderator spoke again.

"Next, the finals of the Chinese God of Food Contest officially begin now. ”

With the words of the host, this competition officially began.

However, Chen Ze and Ju Yingying were not in a hurry to choose the ingredients, but they both stood in place and thought about the content of this competition.

"The test is delicious, whoever can make these anorexic patients eat more dishes, who is the winner this time, then naturally has to make the best dishes. Chen Ze stood in place, silently thinking about the topic this time, "And it is in Chinese cuisine, so it is necessary to choose the most delicious dishes in Chinese cuisine." ”

Chen Ze thought about it carefully, Chinese cuisine is actually extremely broad and profound, there are several different cuisines alone, and each cuisine has different small types and tastes. From ancient times to the present, the taste of food is constantly changing, some of these changes are getting better, while others are getting worse.

Therefore, there are so many dishes that can be selected that Chen Ze doesn't know which dishes to choose to make. If it was Chen Ze in the past, he actually couldn't cook many dishes, but now he is different, after passing through the spoon of the God of Food, he has been proficient in all the dishes of the basic eight major cuisines.

This is obviously very beneficial to Chen Ze, but there are also disadvantages, if there are too many choices, I don't know which one to choose.

"There are eight major cuisines in China, and each cuisine corresponds to a different region, and the people who like it are naturally different. Our Yucheng belongs to Zhejiang cuisine, if these ten anorexic patients are all people near Yucheng, then naturally Zhejiang cuisine is the most in line with their taste, and it is also the best to make Zhejiang cuisine. Chen Ze looked at the ten anorexic judges and began to think.

"But no, since this is the national finals of the Chinese God of Food, then these ten anorexic patients must be from all over the country, since this is the case, then I can't guess their origins, and there is no way to cook in a targeted manner. ”

Chen Ze thought about this question, he looked at the ten patients carefully, and couldn't see where the ten anorexia patients came from, and he scratched his hair desperately in a panic.

"Which cuisine should I make?"

Chen Ze thought in his heart.

"It's moved, Ju Hero has moved, he's already thought about what he's going to cook. ”

"It's really a person from the imperial chef family, and I thought about what to cook for these ten anorexic judges so quickly. ”

"Look at the confidence on his face, as if he is very sure. ”

At this moment, a voice came, making Chen Ze react, he quickly turned his head to look, only to see that Ju Yingying had already stood up, with a smile and confidence on his face, and walked towards the food area.

"He's already thinking about what to cook?"