On the field, there was still silence, no one had tried to open the fire to cook, and the audience was a little anxious, trying to use words to stimulate the players on the field. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Are you zazen or racing?

"This is a food contest, not a hunger strike!"

"If we don't start again, we're going to get out!"

"Protest!"

……

Mayor Chen sat on the judge's seat, his face was a little unsightly, the reason why he participated in the food competition, and he also took the initiative to ask Ying to be a judge, to put it mildly, was to support the "God of Kitchen" movie that was about to land in Canghai City, and set off the atmosphere. To put it mildly, it is to support the "expansion" reform of Shanghai and improve the quality of food in the city.

Of course, he also has a careful thought, since Mo Fei participated in the food competition, the opening time of the food shop has been shortened, and the number of people has increased, and he has not tasted Boss Mo's craftsmanship for several days, and he is really panicked.

But it backfired, and a bowl of rice stumped the chefs, and the judges were a little uncomfortable.

Xi Mengyao also feels the same thing, this matter was not on her itinerary, the boss of the company in order to get to know a certain leader, he had to promise her to be a food judge, she didn't have to do anything, just wait for dinner.

At first, she refused, she was an international first-line model, a new star in the film and television industry, and deigned to be a judge in this small competition, and it would affect her image when the news was broadcast. But when she heard that Murphy was also participating in the competition, she somehow got hot in her brain and agreed to come down.

The ghost weather in the stadium was cold and cold, and the hands and feet were frozen, and the word "regret" was almost engraved on the door of the brain.

In the midst of the excitement, a man stood up on the field, and he dusted off the dust that fell on his cuffs, like dusting away the gossip that fell on his body.

He walked to the operating table, untied a black wristband from his left wrist, stretched his hands and tied them to his head, and his whole temperament completely changed.

He is no longer the kid who likes to squint and smile, his big eyes are shining, but his expression is extremely relaxed, with a faint smile on his face, more like a chef star!

The scene suddenly fell silent, that person was not Mo Fei, not Zhu Yanming, but Gu Qi, who had been unknown but could always advance, a fourth-level chef, a student from the Magic Kitchen School who represented the top food academy competition.

"The first person turned out to be him?!"

"Could it be that he has been hiding his strength?"

"I feel that he is so strong and confident, no less than Chef Zhu. ”

In an inconspicuous place in the stands, He Xuanxuan smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said to He Aaron and Jin Can: "Gu Qi, who was despised by you, is now going to show his real strength, study hard." ”

The faces of the two of them turned red, He Aaron has always looked down on Gu Qi, wondering why he was selected as a first-class student by the school when his strength was mediocre, it turned out that people didn't have to show all their strength at all.

At this time, people exclaimed again, and Zhu Yanming also came to the operating table, and seeing his confident momentum, he knew that he already had the best practice in his heart.

Call......

Could it be that the final is a duel between Gooch and Zhu Yanming?

Of course not!

Tan Mingzhu, the director of Yanziwu, had also stood up and silently began to process the shrimp, and the shrimp lines were quickly picked out, and in a blink of an eye, half of the shrimp had been made.

None of the people who can make it to the top eight are weak. The scene was soon in full swing, stir-fried or fried, cooked or stewed, and the fragrance gradually wafted out.

Except for one person - Murphy.

He was still resting on the small stool with his eyes closed, not knowing whether he was asleep or thinking.

No one thinks it's strange, everyone has seen his strength, and you don't need to think about it to know that Mo Fei is definitely "settled" again.

Two hours have passed in the [Dream Kitchen Space], and Mo Fei has finally finished the [Seafood Rice], in the large ancient blue porcelain basin, the soup is golden, smelling rich and fragrant, there are rice grains looming in it, and a few chives and a piece of red prawns float on it......

Mo Fei tasted it, the taste was very delicious, especially the rice, half of it was dried and stewed in the broth boiled out of the ham, and half of it was fried to absorb the delicious soup.

"How's it taste?" the system asked.

Murphy nodded, "It's delicious! This dish will definitely conquer the stomachs of the judges!"

"Then let's go, boy!"

Regaining consciousness, Murphy opened his eyes and walked to the console.

The camera turned around, and Su Muge shouted: "Ah, Mo Fei is also going to start cooking!"

Everyone's eyes brushed over to Mo Fei and thought: What kind of dishes can he bring?

In the eyes of everyone, Mo Fei was about to boil the water, suddenly stopped, and stood there like a sculpture, not even turning off the water in the pipe, letting it overflow and flow to his sleeve.

He's making seafood rice!

The rice was spread out on a large plate and was drying, and shrimp oil was boiling in one pot and ham stock was simmering in the other, just like he did.

Looking at Gu Qi's skillful movements and relaxed expression, you can know that this [seafood rice] is well understood.

Mo Fei hurriedly turned off the faucet and swept around the others, some were slicing shrimp, some were pickling shrimp, and some were peeling shrimp, mainly wanting to make a fuss with the umami of shrimp.

He rolled up his soaked sleeves and slowly sat back on the small stool, looking a little stunned.

"What's going on?Murphy is back again?!"

"It's strange, his spirit doesn't seem right!"

……

In front of the TV, Li Fengshui became unprecedentedly serious, and looking at Mo Fei's expression, he knew that he was now in trouble.

Qin Haisheng shook his head, "From the current point of view, some people are making rice, some are making sushi, and some are planning to make baked shrimp rice, Boss Mo's approach must have been taken first......

Li Fengshui snorted, "Actually, it's no problem to repeat it, as long as the taste can be good enough." ”

"First of all, the creativity is down, and there are too few ingredients, and the taste can't be too varied. It's hard!"

In the food academy, everyone's hearts are in their throats, and Murphy's frowning expression on TV is repeatedly played, and he looks lonely sitting on a small stool.

Yu Xiaoyu almost couldn't bear to look at it, but he still couldn't stop secretly looking up, and secretly prayed in his heart: "Boss, you will definitely do it!"

In the stands, President Wang saw the clue and asked, "Tsinghua, is there something wrong with Murphy? Why did he go back again?"

Li Qinghua squeezed out a smile and comforted: "Don't worry, the principal can rest assured, Mo Fei, this kid keeps improving, there will definitely be no problem!"

Liu Neng snorted, and said with a smile: "I see that the people in the audience still have confidence in Dean Li, I'm afraid he himself doesn't have confidence......

"You!" Li Qinghua glared angrily.

"Okay, it's not bad to be in the quarterfinals, I still hope he can let go of his knots and play well. ”

……

On the field, Zhu Yanming glanced at Mo Fei while slicing shrimp slices easily.

"Hmph, if you hit my spiritual enchantment, the feeling of loss is not pleasant!"

As the minutes ticked by, Murphy still sat there pondering.

"Host, have you really decided?"