The magic of stewing!

Of course, the 97 dishes in the back are also magical.

This time, everyone was shocked by Son's cooking methods.

They are generally fried, boiled, and sautéed, and nowadays, they see too many magical cooking techniques.

If there is a poem to describe the cooking techniques of Chinese cuisine, it is: stir-frying, frying, pasting, cooking, frying, slipping, boiling, stewing, stewing, roasting, grilling, boiling, boiling, stewing, simmering, boiling, stewing, simmering, steaming, marinating, sauce, smoking, roasting, boiling, pickling, mixing, and finally pulling and baking around the heart.

So many cooking techniques are on display today. is jaw-dropping, all the onlookers have been convinced. Regardless of the final taste, with these cooking techniques, Son is a well-deserved culinary god.

As for the cooks, their faces were ugly. They felt that their previous speculation was too self-righteous. That's all about sitting in a well and watching the sky. They thought that this was Li Qingming's plan, but they never thought that Sun Zhengyi had a strength far beyond them.

It's horrible. This is simply a desperate strength.

These people, how to compete. It's not an opponent at all. With these cooking skills, it's enough to kill them in seconds. Not to mention those tastes, yes, tastes!

The most important thing is the taste. They were so close that they were already starting to smell the smells. The fragrance that slowly soaked out had already made their stomachs begin to rebel. Although their faces are revealed, all kinds of disdain. But the stomach has surrendered.

It's so delicious, they want to taste it!

"Huh~~~" Son Masayoshi finally put down the kitchenware in his hand.

At this moment, the whole person almost collapsed, and his back was already soaked and dry, dry and wet, which was not nervous, but tired. These 99 dishes are too tiring. He was so tired that he could barely breathe.

The whole person, completely collapsed.

However, all the dishes were finally done.

"According to the alarm clock, start the pot!" Son commanded.

He made all the dishes in the order of the required time. Basically, just enough to ensure that one dish is finished, it is time for another dish to be cooked.

"Connoisseurs, I'm so tired. I can't do anything about tasting!" Son apologized to the 13 connoisseurs, "As for introducing these dishes, I would like to ask my master to introduce them." I just got a little bit of his Chinese cooking. He's the real master!"

The 13 food connoisseurs nodded.

Son's tiredness, they also saw it in their eyes. From the 70th course onwards, Son was exhausted. In the back, it is completely supported by strong willpower and faith. Now that all the dishes are done, he needs to rest.

After receiving permission, Son fell asleep on the ground.

"You really accepted a good apprentice!" Liu Chang patted Li Qingming on the shoulder, "Go, let the world know your Chinese cuisine, and let Sun Zhengyi become a chef!"

Li Qingming nodded heavily.

He didn't expect that Son would finally give up his brilliance to himself. If he wants to hold on a little longer, maybe he can hold on a little longer. After all, the next time will be the most glorious moment of his life.

He will witness himself becoming a kitchen god. But he chose to rest and give up this highlight moment to himself. This is what Li Qingming never expected.

"It's up to me to introduce these 99 dishes to all the connoisseurs!" Li Qingming walked up to the stage, calm and relaxed, "Before this, my apprentice Zhengyi made a whole chicken banquet in Jiangcheng, and he used one chicken to make ten dishes and one soup. Today, 99 dishes are made with hundreds of chickens. So, before I called it a whole chicken feast, today it's a whole family feast. ”

Family feast? Everyone was curious. What does this mean?

"Is it enough for the whole family? But there is more than one of these 99 dishes. A big family is!" Wang Bo muttered.

Qin Heluo shook his head.

"I'm afraid he's talking about the entire chicken family!" Qin Heluo couldn't help but laugh.

This guy, it's so interesting to have a name.

Family feast, but if you think about it, isn't it! 99 dishes, so many chickens are used, and different kinds of chickens are used, this is not a chicken family!

Hearing Qin Heluo's explanation, Liu Chang and Wang Bo thought about it, and it was true. I can't help but laugh.

At this moment, Li Qingming explained.

"There are a total of thirty-seven breeds of chickens in the Federation, and all of them are on the table today. These 99 dishes, justice for the taste of different dishes, choose different chickens. So, this is the whole chicken feast!" Li Qingming explained.

Hearing Li Qingming's explanation, all the audience couldn't help laughing. This one is so funny.

The 13 food connoisseurs were also smiling.

As for the chefs, they looked at each other. They can't laugh at it. All the types of chickens are used, and how do they know what kind of chicken is used in each dish? The important thing is the taste, but since Son has chosen different kinds of chicken, it is natural that the chicken itself will have a different taste for this dish.

If they choose the wrong one, the innate taste will be worse. This doesn't need to be compared, it's lost!

When they witnessed Son's cooking, they already knew they were no match for him. But the difficulty of the chef mode is that these 99 dishes are better than those chefs. As long as one of them wins, then Son will still fail.

Even if he wins 98 ways, all the audience knows that he is the god of cooking. But if you lose just one dish, you're losing the entire challenge. That's the rule. You have to be stripped of your cooking license and never reacquired.

It's the cruelest of regulations, but it also maintains the majesty of Michelin.

Therefore, they are still confident. thinks that he and others may still be able to defeat Son Zhengyi. But now, they don't have that confidence.

Perhaps, out of 99 people, none of them can really defeat Masayoshi Son.

No one!

At this moment, suddenly the alarm went off and the first course was out of the pot.

Li Qingming slipped the first dish out of the pot.

When the lid of the pot was lifted, several nearby student assistants couldn't help but start drooling, the feeling in this mouth was too sour, and the saliva couldn't stop flowing down.

This picture is naturally a bit unbearable. That's a bit too exaggerated. Even though you're a chef's assistant, you won't be so shameless as your own.

This is somewhat disgraceful.

After all, under this high-definition camera, it is clear how many pimples you have on your face.

"Huh~~~~" The audience booed.

Li Qingming heard the boos and smiled slightly. Stir up the pot, then hold the dish in your hand and start circling the field.