Chapter 278: Don't Disturb Me to Rest

"It's shady!

"Situ Yu, the initiator of the Kuding Society, the four-star master of Huaxia, and the chairman of the Fengxiao Group, together with Si Chen, the secretary general of the Kuding Society, and five national food judges, joined forces to suppress the crippled Chen!"

"Mo Fei got a high score, it must be covered up by Situ Yu!"

Cripple Chen's sentence "His cooking skills are not as good as mine" made many people start to make up the plot, from the relocation of the Ding Club to Canghai, to Mo Fei's blockbuster, and then to his backstage, all of which were arranged clearly.

This part of the people did not become the police, which is simply a blessing for the people.

"Oh?" Si Chen's expression was as usual, "May I ask who you are competing against?"

"Wu Xiujun. ”

"How's it going?"

"I won. ”

Si Chen smiled, "You are not in a group with Mo Fei, what does it matter to you how many points he gets?"

"This ......" the cripple Chen was speechless, and there was silence below.

When he saw Mo Fei's high score, his heart was completely confused, and he actually forgot that he and Wu Xiujun were in a team of two, not three.

However, now that he has stood up, he does not want to back down. Because retreating means admitting defeat to Mo Fei.

He can afford to lose, but he loses on [Back to the Pot Meat], he is not convinced!

So, the cripple Chen stiffened his neck and said, "I just tasted Mo Fei's [Back to the Pot Meat], his cooking skills are not as good as mine, why does he score high?"

Si Chen had a "live hell" expression: "Are you serious?" Then tell me, his cooking skills are not as good as yours." ”

At this time, the rhythm of the Ku Ding Club was all out of order, the challenge was all stopped, the cooking people stopped, the dishes were served, the dishes were all put down, and the people watching the play were all in good spirits, and the focus of the audience was on the cripple Chen, and they all wanted to hear what he said about Mo Fei's cooking skills.

Murphy sighed helplessly, and slipped into a corner to sit down while no one was looking.

He's so tired now.

I got up early in the morning, worked for a long time, and then worked in the [Dream Kitchen Space] for more than 7 hours, and then controlled the airflow of the whole body to impact the Baihui acupoint, and made a communication with the pork belly.

"Ah......h

Mo Fei sat down against the corner wall, his legs stretched out, and moaned comfortably, not wanting to pay attention to the situation on the field anymore. Then a wave of fatigue struck, and he closed his eyes.

In the center of the field, the cripple Chen cleared his throat and said: "I tasted Mo Fei's [Hui Pot Meat], just in terms of taste, there are three shortcomings: first, the pork belly is thinly cut, and the aroma of the pork is not reflected; second, the bean paste is a little less, and the spicy and fragrant characteristics of [Hui Pot Meat] are not reflected; and third, the side dishes are cut thin and uneven, which affects the taste. ”

Si Chen pondered for a moment, walked to the judges' seat and exchanged a few words with Judge A, and Judge A came to the center of the stage.

"Since Mr. Chen Fugui has pointed out the problems, it is necessary for us to respond to them one by one. Si Chen said, "Next, I would like to ask the first judges of this event to respond one by one." ”

Judge A took two steps forward and said, "I am from Xishu, and I am a fellow villager with Chef Chen Fugui, and his [Back to the Pot Meat] is indeed outstanding." ”

In a word, the appetite of the audience was aroused.

The first judge and the cripple Chen are the township party, and their relationship is naturally one step closer, and it is only fitting for him to respond. Everyone was waiting to hear what the first jury had to say.

"Our jury unanimously agreed that in terms of the completion of the three servings of [Back to the Pot Meat], Chef Chen Fugui is the undisputed first place!"

There was a commotion in the crowd.

"Ah! It's true! Cripple Chen should be the number one!"

"Look, isn't this shady?!"

"The organizers are too blatant, what will we do in the future?"

"I don't think it's that simple, what about the first degree of completion, the key is the overall ......"

"Hmph, Lizhongke!"

"That's it, it's up to you!"

The voice of reason quickly reaped a few curses.

"Silence!" Si Chen had to shout again to stop.

Judge A continued, "However, our criteria for judging are not only the degree of completion, but also the effect of the final dish, the taste, the immediacy of the scene, and the unique innovation. ”

"I would like to explain the shortcomings of Chef Murphy's dishes pointed out by Chef Chen Fugui. First, there is no strict standard for the thickness of the meat, it all depends on the control of the heat. If the fire is larger, it's perfectly fine to cut the meat thinner. ”

"Second, the meat is thinly sliced, and the bean paste should be put a little less, so that the taste of the finished dish is not too salty and spicy, which is no problem at all. ”

"Thirdly, Chef Murphy's side dishes are really a bit flawed, for which we have deducted 0.1 points. ”

That's what five of our judges have to say. ”

With that, he took a few steps back and stood aside.

Si Chen asked at the cripple Chen, "Are you satisfied with this explanation?"

Cripple Chen smiled, subconsciously took out a cigarette, and found that the cigarette case had long been empty.

"Am I satisfied?" he asked with a smile, then said to the crowd, "What do you think?"

"I don't agree with this explanation!" someone shouted.

"Yes, may I ask Cripple Chen which points have been deducted and how much has been deducted, you should also explain clearly!" This person was in a hurry, and even shouted "Cripple Chen", but Cripple Chen didn't care, and still looked at the audience with a smile.

"That's right, you can explain why Mo Fei scored higher than Chef Chen!"

……

Everyone expressed their opinions, and most of them supported the cripple Chen.

"I have a suggestion. Someone stood up, "Let the two of them make another serving of [back to the pot] separately, and we will choose 5 people to taste it." After the dish is finished, the name is pasted on the bottom of the plate, and we eat blindly, and whoever scores the highest score wins. ”

The audience echoed: "That's a good idea!"

Cripple Chen nodded, "I agree." ”

"Hey, where did Mo Fei go?" At this time, everyone realized that Mo Fei was not on the stage, nor was he on the sidelines, and disappeared.

"Hey, where is that kid Murphy hiding?"

"You won't run away, will you?"

"That's not enough. ”

You say everything you say, you say everything.

"Don't talk nonsense, Mo Fei won't run!" a girl retorted.

"Oh, then you find him. "Someone said.

The girl who spoke out to defend Mo Fei stood up, it was Wu Yujun. Her face was slightly red, and she didn't know if she was angry, or a little embarrassed, and pointed to a corner and said, "Where does he sleep?" ”

Go to bed?

In such a situation, who has such a big heart and can still sleep?

Some people didn't believe it, so they hurriedly ran over to see it, and opened a corner of the curtain, and Mo Fei was really there, sleeping soundly.

"Hey, this guy really sleeps?!" The man shook Mo Fei a few times, "Don't sleep, don't sleep!

Mo Fei opened his confused eyes, stretched his waist and asked, "It's all over?"

"You big-headed ghost!" the man said, "Chef Chen said that your [Hui Pot Meat] is not as good as him, so let's let the two of you try again." Got it?"

Murphy yawned and asked, "Oh, who are you?"

The man replied, "My name is Shang Wenjie, and I am a participant in this meeting. ”

"Oh. But why should I listen to you?"

"Because there is a shady scene!You are suspected of cheating!" Shang Wenjie's voice was one step louder.

Mo Fei ignored him, chose a comfortable position, and closed his eyes again.

"Hey!" Shang Wenjie was anxious, "Why are you not going to fight!"

Mo Fei sneered, "My name is Mo Fei, not Hey." There will be organizers and judges, when will it be your turn to drink three or four?"

"You ......" Shang Wenjie was so stunned that he couldn't speak.

"Don't disturb my rest. With that, Murphy closed his eyes and ignored him.

"Let's all sit back. ”

Suddenly, a majestic voice spoke, the voice was not really loud, but everyone heard it clearly, and the tone was not provocative.

Situ Yu sat on the chair with an expressionless face, looking at this chaotic scene, and continued: "It's a good thing to be unconvinced, presumably Mr. Chen can have today, just because of a 'disconvinced'." ”

Cripple Chen smiled and agreed with Situ Yu's words.

"A great chef doesn't have to be a gourmet, and you can't taste the beauty of Mo Fei [back to the pot], which is understandable. But you can't question the professional ability of me, Si Chen, and the five judges without verification. ”

"Then may I ask the master, what is the beauty of Mo Fei's [Back to the Pot Meat]? The little chef is dull, please tell me clearly. "Cripple Chen is not easily intimidated by authority, even if the other party is a four-star master, he has to get to the bottom and figure it out.

After finishing speaking, the cripple Chen stood there, facing the masters and judges of the Kuding Society, like the protagonist of a certain book - Don Quixote who bravely fought the windmill.

"Si Chen, you tell him the truth and let him lose clearly. Situ Yu said.

At this moment, the audience was silent, and everyone held their breath, wanting to hear what the truth Si Chen said.

No one noticed that at the door of the Kuding meeting venue, a person pushed the door in, quietly sat in the back row, and looked at the stage with great interest.