"No matter who the Southeast Asian God of Food is going to be, this time it is well deserved, and I just hope that the players from both sides can present us with a unique and wonderful competition. After the host finished speaking, Chen Feng and Oda Jiro both walked onto their respective stages.

On the big screen, all kinds of dishes are dazzling, and the audience is dizzying.

Chen Feng and Oda Jiro began to cook dishes at the same time, they were both top chefs, and all kinds of difficult actions were done in one go, so that the hearts of the audience were raised to their throats, lest they miss a certain detail, and they didn't even dare to blink their eyes.

However, they still felt that their eyes were not enough, and they had to watch Chen Feng's game. Then you will definitely not be able to take care of Jiro Oda, and vice versa.

This makes those people a little disappointed.

"It's so exciting that we have encountered a once-in-a-decade scene. ”

Chen Feng's basic skills were displayed. Let these judges nod their heads: "It's indeed a few points better than Agu Zhenzhen, this solid foundation is here, and it's even comparable to those food masters." ”

The food guru is a group of the top people in the industry, and the evaluation conditions are very demanding. There are only thirteen seats in the world, and there are only three seats in Southeast Asia, with Huaxia occupying two seats and the remaining one seat being Dongying.

These food masters are all gods and dragons, and if they enter the WTO by chance, they will definitely set off a gluttonous feast of food, and countless wealthy merchants and tycoons spend thousands of dollars, just to beg him to cook a dish, and it depends on his mood.

They are all national treasure-level chefs, enjoy state allowances, and are highly respected wherever they go.

"If it weren't for Chen Feng's young age and young qualifications, maybe he would have a place in the position of grandmaster. One of the judges sighed.

Others feel the same way.

When Chen Feng heard this, the expression on his face was flat: "Grandmaster of Food, I haven't heard of it at all, what is it?"

The judges almost fainted.

How come you haven't even heard of the highest honor in the world of gastronomy, the goal that countless chefs dream of...

They didn't know that Chen Feng was a monk halfway, and it was only less than a year since he got the food system, and he had a lot of knowledge about food, which he had never heard of at all.

Chen Feng saw everyone's surprised expressions, and his heart was a little abrupt, it seems that he has to make up for his knowledge about food when he goes back, otherwise he is afraid that he will be foreign in the future.

Oda Jiro sneered: "Chen Feng, you haven't even heard of the food master, it's really ridiculous, just like you, how can you compete with me for the god of food?"

Chen Feng said lightly: "Well-dressed, all of them are sanctimonious, what qualifications do you have to laugh at me." ”

Oda Jiro's eyes widened angrily: "Chen Feng, you!"

"What's wrong with me? Am I not right?" Chen Feng's words made everyone in the audience extremely agree.

Jiro Oda continues to play a good cheeky tradition, ignoring everyone's accusations.

"Hmph, a bun of dirt buns, I don't know the deliciousness of shark fin. It's hilarious to try to condemn me with morality. Oda Jiro sneered, just now those judges said that it was not good or bad, but in fact, it was not that they gave themselves a high score, and it was the hypocritical Mo Yun who was eliminated.

Sushi, sashimi, and other dishes are served to Jiro Oda, and it is a top culinary gathering.

There are sixteen ways, which is a feast for the eyes, and just looking at it, it is already a little salivating.

On the other side, Chen Feng's firing was also halfway through, and more than a dozen tables were put together, with hundreds of plates on them, more than half of which were already filled with delicious delicacies.

These judges saw that Jiro Oda's dish was already cooked. So I went and tasted it first.

"It's worthy of the God of Food cuisine, it's a little more delicious than the palace food just now, especially this sashimi, which is extremely tender. It makes people want to eat it again. "One of the judges gave a high rating.

Some people also said: "It's really good, but it's still not as delicious as Chen Feng's Buddha jumping over the wall, if Chen Feng is burning the Buddha jumping over the wall in this round, I'm afraid he has won." ”

The rest of the judges nodded when they heard this. Agree with this view.

Oda Jiro was a little glad in his heart, fortunately, Chen Feng did not choose the Buddha jumping over the wall, these judges had tasted Chen Feng's Buddha jumping over the wall before, so there was a comparison.

"Haha. Luck is also part of strength, who told Chen Feng that he didn't burn the Buddha and jump over the wall, the Manchu and Han people were both hard and thankless, and made so many dishes. I'm afraid I'm tired and half dead, and I lost the game in the end. Jiro Oda sneered.

Chen Feng happened to cook all the dishes at this time: "Manchu and Han full feast, it's okay." ”

One hundred and eight delicacies exude a rich fragrance and steam. The fragrance floated for ten miles, and all the inside and outside the venue smelled it, and countless people looked at it.

What is strange is that the aroma of this dish is not smelled as soon as it is cooked, but after it is all cooked. and then drift out.

"Chen Feng, how do you control the flavor of the dishes?" a judge asked.

"It's very simple, just put a transparent film three feet away from the dish and wait for the aroma to come together. Exuding together, it is even more refreshing. Chen Feng's words made everyone stunned.

Only then did they see that there was really a small film on top of Chen Feng's dishes, and they really couldn't find it if they didn't look carefully.

"This fragrance is much stronger than Agu's real Manchu and Han banquets. ”

Agu Zhenche was also offstage. At this moment, his eyes were full of excitement and joy, the layman looked at the excitement, the insider looked at the doorway, Chen Feng's techniques and skills touched him a lot, and he benefited a lot.

Only then did he realize that many of the previous techniques were outdated, and that the development of gastronomy should keep pace with the times, and should not rest on its laurels, so that not only did there be no progress. Falling behind others is only bad for yourself and not good.

"Senior brother, I think I've understood where my shortcomings are. Agu really turned back to his senior brother and said.

His senior brother's body shook: "Senior brother, since you have already made a decision. Then I won't stop you, the pursuit of the ultimate in food requires a lot of pain that ordinary people can't experience, and feel the loneliness that ordinary people can't bear, if you can do it. Then there is no limit to what you can achieve in the future. ”

"Are these the realizations of the senior brother?" Agu's eyes lit up.

His senior brother shook his head: "I haven't reached this level yet, this is what Master Shen Guolong asked me to tell you." ”

"I see. Agu turned his head and strode out of the arena without looking back.

on the field. The judges have already begun to taste Chen Feng's full Han table.

There was almost no food, and everyone was already sure that this Manchu Quan Banquet was a few points better than Agu Zhen's.

One of the judges picked up a piece of meat, put it in his mouth, feasted on it, and took a few bites with a hint of joy in his eyes.

"I seem to have eaten a hint of the connotation of food, is this the connotation?" he muttered, and dropped his chopsticks again, and gradually had the answer in his heart.

Gastronomy is never superficial, and after thousands of years of evolution, gastronomy has long been detached from the level of the stomach. In the eyes of many gourmets, food has risen to the point of pursuing delicious taste.

Food has a background, just like Chen Feng said, a chef needs to experience the ups and downs of life. Travel thousands of miles to explore the preciousness of food.

Chen Feng is on the top of the snow-capped mountains, on the plateau, on the mountains, rivers and oceans, chasing the Chinese on the tip of his tongue, his experience has surpassed that of most chefs, and has reached a new height.

Chen Feng burns his understanding through the expression of food and passes it on to every diner, which is also a kind of inheritance, passed down from generation to generation.

At present, these judges are immersed in the sea of food and can't extricate themselves, and they have more admiration for Chen Feng in their hearts.

"I can't rate this full table anymore. ”

"I feel that grading this dish is an insult to the dish, and it is no longer measurable in terms of scores. ”

When Oda Jiro heard the first sentence, he felt a little proud, could it be that Chen Feng's cooking was not delicious?

But when he heard the second sentence, his face turned a little pale.

It turns out that what these people mean is not that Chen Feng's cooking is not delicious, but that the cooking is too delicious...

"Next, I announce that the overall champion of this Southeast Asian God of Food Competition is Chen Feng. "The judges gave a unanimous decision.

Oda Jiro was unhappy in his heart, walked in front of Chen Feng's dishes, picked up the chopsticks, and he was not convinced.