Chapter 254: It's not that enemies don't get together

The first cooking competition has come to an end.

Haochuang and Hengyuan are tied with the same score, and there is no winner or loser.

Bai Xiaobai was actually quite shocked when he learned of this result in the rest area.

The five judges did not remove the highest and lowest scores, and there was a half-star scoring situation, so it stands to reason that the possibility of the same score is extremely small, but this small probability still appeared.

In addition, in the first competition, although Bai Xiaobai did not participate, judging from the scores of the five Japanese benzene judges, they have extremely high requirements for food.

On average, in the first game, except for Masami Ito, who scored 4 stars, the other higher scores of 4.5 and 5 stars did not appear at all.

Judging from the judges, Ginnosuke Ito and Sachiko Nohara both scored ultra-low, and the two gave 2 stars and 2.5 stars for failing both dishes in the first game.

It makes people feel that this cooking competition is extremely strict.

It seems that it is not easy to get a high score.

This is Bai Xiaobai's idea.

As soon as the hostess finished announcing the results, Yang Huaizhong and Li Maoren both looked not good-looking.

There is no shame in a tie, and the key 14.5 stars is not even a passing grade for a perfect score of 25 stars.

This will be an indelible shame for the chef careers of the two.

Needless to say, Li Maoren's own quality is not very high, he is simply blowing his beard and glaring at the moment, although he can barely squeeze out a smile on his face, but he has already scolded the eighteen generations of the ancestors of the five Japanese benzene judges in his heart.

After Yang Huaizhong learned the result, his face was sad, and he had no excitement when he first appeared on stage, his legs were like lead, and he walked back to the tent rest area with heavy steps.

Victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers!

It's not that Yang Huaizhong can't afford to lose, but today's game is an exception.

He made a military order in front of Mr. Chen before, saying that this time the game was nine out of ten. Mr. Chen also solemnly promised before the game that as long as he won a victory in this competition, no matter whether the final overall result of the three games was won or lost, he would help him realize that wish, and recommend him to the top chef master of the imperial capital state banquet through a special doorway.

Live and learn. It has always been Yang Huaizhong's lifelong wish to enter the imperial capital to follow the top masters of the state banquet to further study cooking, but there is no doorway, since Mr. Chen clarified before the game that there is a special doorway, it will definitely help him realize this only wish.

It's just that people are not as good as heaven, and they can only say that everything is too beautiful.

Now although I didn't lose or win the first game, I didn't even think about the imperial capital's recommendation, it must have failed.

Yang Huaizhong took out the cigarette case from his pocket, took out a mouthpiece and lit a fire, was extremely depressed, took a hard breath, and spit out a puff of smoke rings.

Luo Yuan comforted on the side, "Lao Yang, it's a tie anyway, and we didn't lose." In the second game, I will definitely let Hengyuan's calves lose miserably and give you a fight. ”

Yang Huaizhong nodded slightly, didn't say anything, and took another puff of his cigarette.

Bai Xiaobai knew that Yang Huaizhong wondered in his heart, after all, he was a chef who had been in charge of the kitchen for more than 20 years, and he actually got a failing grade, and the self-confidence accumulated over the years seemed to be exhausted at this moment.

Although I also want to say some comforting words to comfort him. But as a little man to comfort another old man, it always feels a little weird. Besides, Bai Xiaobai has always been stupid, and he really doesn't know how to comfort people.

It's better to simply let Master Yang be alone and quiet.

Bai Xiaobai didn't say anything, and continued to play his Defend the Carrot 2 mobile game.

I'll go, the more you play this game, the harder it gets, and it's like bringing Bai Xiaobai back to life.

Hehe!

Almost in the blink of an eye, the radish with two lollipops in his hand that he had just bought with diamonds had been directly bitten by a large wave of monsters, which really depressed him.

……

On the other hand, Mr. Chen and Mr. Li, who were originally for tat on the judges' seat, learned that the two sides were tied in the first game, and no one got any benefits.

The two of them are like defeated roosters, with their heads hung down.

It's only half a star away from winning, just a little bit. The two of them let out hysterical yells in their hearts.

After the first race, there was no break in the middle.

The hostess continued to announce in high spirits, "The second cooking duel has officially begun, Wang Jianguo of Hengyuan Hotel vs. Luo Yuan of Haochuang Hotel, and the two contestants are invited to go to the No. 1 and No. 5 stoves in the competition area respectively, ready to start the competition. ”

Luo Yuan carried two material storage boxes on the stove in the competition area.

Bai Xiaobai put away his mobile phone and paid attention to the tent rest area on Hengyuan's side.

The very familiar name Wang Jianguo is sacred, and it will be revealed soon.

Bai Xiaobai read the name, and felt a little dry mouth.

The tent in the rest area is equipped with a pure water dispenser and disposable paper cups.

Bai Xiaobai took a paper cup and filled a cup of drinking water, just about to drink it.

At this time, in Hengyuan's tent rest area, a fat middle-aged man wearing a snow-white chef's uniform and a snow-white high-topped chef's hat walked out with his belly high and his head held high.

Bai Xiaobai was drinking water from a disposable paper cup, and the moment he saw Wang Jianguo appear, the water in his mouth that he didn't have time to swallow almost didn't squirt out.

Hold the grass!

How could it be him???

Although I haven't seen it for a month, the side face in front of me Bai Xiaobai has been imprinted in my mind for I don't know how many years, and it can't be erased at all.

Even if the person in front of him turns to ashes, Bai Xiaobai can recognize it.

The ancients said: It's not that enemies don't get together!

This Wang Jianguo is none other than the old Wang next door to Xiaobai Restaurant - Wang Bald.

No wonder Bai Xiaobai has always felt that the name Wang Jianguo is about to come out of his mouth, and it is actually Wang Bald.

Wang Bald was wearing a brand-new chef's uniform and a snow-white high hat, he was indeed like a dog, and he was no longer like the small restaurant owner who was wearing casual clothes and a little sloppy and casual, and his whole spirit and spirit had completely undergone earth-shaking changes, as if he had been reborn.

Wang Bald turned his head slightly and glanced at Bai Xiaobai.

The eyes were deep and complex, and I didn't know how to describe them.

Indifference, coldness, disgust, resentment, disdain, or is it more reasonable to combine the five?

Bai Xiaobai hates two types of people the most in his life, one is self-righteous, who babbles with one mouth, talks nonsense, and the other is a person who glares at him fiercely with his eyes.

Wang Bald's eyes now really made him very unhappy.

In fact, the sudden appearance of Wang Bald on the field did not make Bai Xiaobai's heart tremble.

He just thought it was both unexpected and incredible.

Why did Wang Bald not open the restaurant and go to the hotel to work as a chef?

There are also a few catties and taels of Wang Bald's cooking skills, Bai Xiaobai can be regarded as seeing the big since he was a child, and he couldn't be clearer.

How did he enter the Hengyuan Hotel, which recruits strict chefs, and squeezed out the previously stipulated Guo Guisheng, and successfully won the opportunity to participate in this cooking competition?

What happened in just one month?

The questions were like chains, and they seemed to be unraveling, twisting into a ball in Bai Xiaobai's head.