Without waiting for Yang Siduan to answer, Old Man He continued to talk to himself: "A few days ago, an old friend suddenly contacted me, saying that someone asked him to verify a recipe, and he kept silent about the specific information, only saying that it was a famous food in Fujian Province on the six products... I guess that's your dish, right?"

With that, he picked up a clean chopstick and poked it gently at the hoof.

In the audience's exclamation, the chopsticks actually pierced the skin of the hoof, He Lao used his strength again, and the chopsticks were firmly inserted diagonally on the hoof!

The rest of the judges were also quite surprised when they saw this scene.

After tasting the appearance, then entered the tasting link, although several judges were a little greedy, but still maintained a very high level of professionalism, by the special person in order to cut the hooves into small pieces, with clean utensils into their respective plates, before the chopsticks to taste.

The ultra-clear lens locks tightly on the hoof, and the translucent lard and sauce are intertwined, giving off a bright brilliance, and the rich aroma makes the cameraman addicted.

"Goo-goo-" Outside the live screen, many viewers' stomachs growled.

"It's almost twelve o'clock, and I haven't eaten lunch yet!" someone exclaimed, looking at the time on the screen.

But soon, these viewers were entangled again.

Now it's called takeout?That needs to cut out the live broadcast interface to order, and you may miss the next episode, but if you order food later, looking at the delicious hooves on the screen, your stomach is about to die......

Several judges at the scene didn't know the audience's grievances, and at this time they slowly opened their eyes, and the five people who had scored decisively before had no one to write for a while.

Seeing that a few people were stunned for a while, Yu Guang asked, "Old He, you... Are you alright?"

When He Lao heard this, he looked at Yang Siduan with a complicated expression, and sighed: "This dish... I'm not eligible to rate. ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked.

"He Lao, you, do you mean .....?" Yu Guang froze after hearing this, and quickly came back to his senses, but his tone was still a little fluctuating.

The people present are all professionals in the circle, and after a little thought, they can figure out the meaning of Mr. He's words: the grade of this dish has exceeded the scope of what he can evaluate!

Who is Mr. He? The authoritative five-section judge in the circle has tasted countless delicacies, except for the two old men who stand at the highest place in the Huaxia judging circle, Mr. He is vaguely the third person in the Huaxia jury!

Such a giant gluttony actually said that he was not qualified?—— that is, this dish was at least six or more!

What are you kidding? Yang is the fifth stage of the fourth stage, not the sixth stage!

After Mr. He's words were finished, the other four judges also nodded with complicated expressions, seeing this scene, Yu Guang sighed in his heart, yes, it's all messed up now.

The audience at the scene was quite calm, but the audience watching the live broadcast was not happy, and suddenly all kinds of barrage comments floated by, and the live broadcast server of a certain platform even crashed because of this!

Just when everyone was at a loss, a human voice suddenly sounded from outside the venue: "Lao He, what dishes are not even qualified for you to rate?"

Everyone looked up and saw an old man sitting in a wheelchair at the entrance of the arena, the old man was wearing a Tang costume with white beard and hair, but he was in good spirits.

Behind him, a middle-aged man, also dressed in a Tang costume, slowly pushed his wheelchair towards the judges' seat.

When He Lao saw the comer, he hurriedly walked to the wheelchair and held the old man's hand tightly.

"Brother Zhou, why are you here... Are you okay?"

The old man patted the back of He Lao's hand, laughed twice with a heartfelt heart, and said, "Although the lower half of my body is in the ground, the upper half of my body is still fine!"

When He Lao heard this, his expression was a little excited, and he kept saying, "That's good, that's good." ’

After the old man entered the venue, the audience was silent, and the barrage on the live broadcast platform neatly brushed up "Salute to Old Zhou", and no one felt that the old man's entry was inappropriate, because of an old man, named Zhou Jin.

He doesn't know how to cook, he doesn't have any chef rank, and he's also disabled, but his influence in the culinary world is no less than that of any six-dan chef!

Zhou Jin, one of the only two surviving super-level judges in Huaxia, he, like another super-level judge Huang Xuan, was born in the period when meat was available, unlike the landlord's family where Huang Xuan grew up, Zhou Jin was born in a family of imperial chefs.

He has long been committed to researching the history of Chinese food, and now more than half of the only 20 Manchu and Han full-dinner dishes in China are donated free of charge by Zhou Jin.

In many world-class food review meetings, neighboring countries have tried to tamper with food history several times, and European and American countries have even tried to deny Chinese cuisine.

In the past few decades, he is a well-deserved backbone of the Chinese food industry!

At this time, Yu Guang and the others also walked up and bowed respectfully to Mr. Zhou.

Mr. Zhou returned a bow, looked at He Lao again, and asked, "Lao He, which dish did you say you were not qualified to evaluate?"

He came to the imperial capital this time to prepare to serve as a judge when Jimi Johnson hit the seventh stage, but he didn't expect to come to the Kitchen Association today to find someone to catch up, and he seemed to have encountered an unexpected little surprise?

He Lao walked to the back of the wheelchair and motioned to the middle-aged man in Tang costume to give him the handle, and then he pushed Zhou Jin forward while introducing him to the hooves made by Yang Siduan.

Mr. Zhou nodded while listening, and soon, the wheelchair came to the judges' seat.

After seeing the chopsticks that were still inserted on the back, Mr. Zhou's eyes lit up: "Broken but not broken? ”

With that, he made a gesture to the middle-aged man in Tang costume, and the middle-aged man stepped forward, took a small piece of hoof with a brand new set of utensils, and returned to Mr. Zhou's side.

Mr. Zhou took the plate, took a sip of the soup gently, and then picked up the chopsticks, took a mouthful of hooves and put them in his mouth.

The old gentleman closed his eyes, his tongue twitched slightly, and it took about a minute before he opened his eyes.

"Who made this dish?" he asked, pointing to his hooves.

Yang Siduan hurriedly walked up to Mr. Zhou and said a little nervously, "I did it." ”

Mr. Zhou nodded and said slowly: "Soft and glutinous, fat but not greasy, lips and teeth are fragrant, the line of heaven and earth has always been connected, this dish can be entered into the sixth grade." ”