"Next, I would like to introduce to you the judges who are carefully selected from the three countries of Dongying, the United States and France, and they can definitely be fair and fair, and there will be no cheating.

Let me first introduce you to Joyce Clement, a famous American gourmet! Some people may not know the origin of Mr. Joyce, but everyone will know his other name, and his name is - picky gourmet!" As soon as Ami Itai finished speaking, she caused a burst of exclamations.

From these voices, Yang Ming also collected the intelligence of this judge, Joyce is active in the United States, and finds fault for many five-star hotels and three-star restaurants, many hotels and restaurants will rise because of his sentence or two, and there are many hotels and restaurants that will fall because of his sentence or two.

……

The long introduction was finally ready to end, and the atmosphere was pushed to a peak because of this introduction, Ami Itai took the microphone and said in a mischievous tone:

"The last one, who is also our local gourmet, grew up eating all kinds of delicious dishes, and everyone must already know her name, she is the future chef, the future heir of the Nagi family, Miss Erina Nagikiri!!"

"|Erina Nagikiri!"

"|Erina Nagikiri!"

"|Erina Nagikiri!"

After Ami Itai finished speaking, Erina Nagikiri symbolically waved her hand to the people below, and the shouts of the wolf friends immediately sounded below, the enthusiastic voice, Yang Ming seemed to see the brainless fans of the stars in his previous life, which couldn't help but make him feel the strangeness of this world again, the high status of chefs!

After the voice slowly subsided, Ami Itai said with a smile: "Rules, I don't think I need to introduce it a second time, this is undoubtedly a waste of everyone's time, isn't it?"

The cooking time is two hours, and if you can't finish it within two hours, then you are considered a failure. If it's done, the judges will review the dishes and give the final score!

Gentlemen, for the sake of the business of your restaurant and the glory that may belong to you, take out your chef's soul and work hard, and don't leave any regrets!!"

"Oh!"

The chefs present were already stunned by the names of the judges above, and how could they not be excited at the thought that their dishes might be judged by the judges above?

"Now, the 49th Food Street Food Competition has officially begun!!"

As Ami Itai's voice began, the entire food court fell silent, except for the sound of kitchen knives falling on the cutting board.

The atmosphere also became extremely strange at this moment, and the chefs who were still enthusiastic just now calmed down at this time, and an atmosphere of strong fighting spirit spread in this square.

Everyone was busy with their own cooking, and at this moment, Yang Ming seemed to be infected by this thick atmosphere, and the lazy look on his face disappeared without a trace in an instant, replaced by a sense of seriousness!

Maybe none of the chefs present can compare to him at his peak, but hundreds of chefs like this compete together and compete on the same stage together, which also makes Yang Ming feel that he is really good to come to this world for the first time!

The three-striped rose fish is not difficult to deal with, it only needs to remove the fish bones, roll the meat inside into a rose shape, and match it with delicious seasonings, then it is done!

However, the difficulty of this dish lies in the knife work and the way the meat is rolled, and if you can't handle these two things well, then the freshness of the rose tribal fish will be damaged, and the taste will be ruined!

For the above two points, Yang Ming said that the pressure was not great, so he was ready to start processing the dishes, but when he just opened the cabinet under the kitchen counter, he was surprised to find that there was only a salmon and oil and soy sauce in the cabinet, and all the other seasonings disappeared without a trace, as if there was no preparation at all!

What went wrong? Feng Zhiqi didn't explain it clearly?

Yang Ming quickly thought in his mind, because a salmon is only enough to make a dish for one person, but there are enough judges on it, how can a fish be tasted by ten people?

And the seasoning is only two things, oil and soy sauce, which are not enough to make the best seasoning, how can this Nima's be compared?

"Boy?"

Just as Yang Ming was thinking about whether there was a mistake in any link, a gloomy voice came from beside him: "Stupid, right? Helping Feng Zhiqi's Bichi is definitely the biggest shame in your life!"

When Yang Ming heard this, he turned around and looked over, and found that the chef standing on the kitchen counter next to him was the chef who had just stood behind Feng Zhiyun, and at this time, the chef was looking at him with a gloating look on his face.

"What did you do?" Yang Ming's face suddenly became gloomy, it was the first time he had seen such a despicable method!

"Hehe......" the cook smiled gloomily, "who knows who did it?

"Failure?" A smile appeared on the corner of Yang Ming's mouth, and a dangerous light appeared in his eyes: "I really don't know how to write the word failure, I will make you regret it this time!"

"Hehe......" The man smiled, ignored Yang Ming, and continued to cook the food in his hands, but the look was already determined that Yang Ming had failed.

……

Below the food court, Feng Zhiqi looked at Yang Ming with a gloomy face and hadn't done it yet, and couldn't help but ask the Henggou chef next to him: "Henggou chef, why don't you say Yang Ming doesn't do the cooking yet?" Two hours is not much, even if the rose three-striped fish doesn't take long to make, but it's also ten servings, why does it take half an hour, right?"

"Ten servings?" Before Chef Henggou could answer, Feng Zhiyun appeared next to Feng Zhiqi: "Shouldn't you be naïve to think that I won't do anything with your ingredients?"

Feng Zhiqi's heart sank, and then he looked at Feng Zhiyun with a gloomy face: "I think you are really looking for death, right?"

"Looking for death?" Feng Zhiyun sneered: "Dear sister, this is what you taught me, no matter what you do, even if you are sure of victory, you need to be fully prepared, right?" ”