After screaming for a long time, the audience's mood calmed down. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But everyone is still unsatisfied.

The porridge made by Wang Gang is so delicious, it is simply the best in the porridge, and the few viewers who occupied a good position in the first place were quick to move, and each of them came to a few big bowls, but the audience behind only fished a small bowl, and it was not very full, and everyone began to regret it.

"You must know that this porridge is so delicious, I have to grab the front position to die, but it's a pity, I don't know if I can drink such a delicious porridge in the future."

"Woo woo, it's so delicious, there will be no white jade mixed porridge in the future, how will I live?"

"Heaven is intolerable, should you be so ruthless when you open a firm, you make such delicious porridge, how will we live in the future."

"God of War, let's open a restaurant together, as long as you come to be a chef, I will make you as large as you want, and I beg you to cook me a pot of porridge every day."

"Vote, hurry up and vote for Wang Gang, this kind of craftsmanship, if you don't take the first place, you're sorry for the porridge in our stomachs."

"Yes, we're going to vote."

The audience who got the votes was very active and began to vote for Wang Gang.

One hundred.

A thousand.

Ten thousand.

Wang Gang's bamboo basket simply can't hold so many votes. It was Jiang Tianyang who had an idea, and found a large crucible casually, so he could barely load the ticket.

Seeing so many tickets, the eyes of many contestants widened, and they were almost crazy with jealousy.

The scoring rules of the chef competition are like this, the food on the dining car is not empty, you are eligible to go down, the dining car is empty, go back to your position, go back to your own position, where will there be an audience chasing you to vote, it has always been the case, no one thought that someone could be like Wang Gang, do so much at once, and make the taste so good.

This makes many chefs suspicious.

"Is he really that delicious?"

"Yes, I'm also a little confused, listening to the audience, this person used to be a football star, and he also played Korean stars, Japanese players, I guess this is the celebrity effect."

"No, the celebrity effect can't move tens of thousands of viewers, besides, he's a footballer, and he doesn't match our food circle, I don't think it's right."

"What's wrong, isn't it the celebrity effect, we've been chefs for so many years, you've heard that a single bowl of porridge with some shredded pickles can be so delicious, I think it's his fame earned."

"That's right, he used a loudspeaker to advertise just now, and he couldn't stand it if he didn't watch the Chef Association, if it weren't for the fact that this kid's knife skills were really smart, he would have withdrawn from the competition."

Jealousy of meritocracy and looking forward to the death of peers is an emotion that every industry has.

This is not the case that everyone is indignantly starting to be jealous.

The uncle who made the Forbidden City platter just now also had hot eyes, his name is Qian Yaowen, he is in his early fifties this year, he is the oldest contestant in this kitchen god competition, the pillar of Qian's cuisine, and is well-known in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

Wang Gang's side was already nearing the end, and Taihe's staff also took down the crucible that contained the porridge just now and prepared to wash it.

Qian Lao took his two apprentices, cheekily stopped a staff member pulling the crucible and said, "Little brother, don't be busy first, I want to see the bottom of the pot, I don't know if it's okay." ”

Qian Lao himself has a fairy wind and bones, coupled with the fact that he has been in a high position for many years, and he naturally has a trace of the aura of a superior person on his body, which suddenly frightened this staff member, "Uncle, you are casual, I am not in a hurry." ”

Qian Lao nodded with a smile, lifted the lid of the pot and leaned on the edge of the pot to smell the smell.

The taste is mellow, and there is a kind of heaviness in the color, just by looking at Qian Yaowen, I can judge the quality of this porridge, which is definitely the best grade.

The white porridge was basically scraped clean, but there was still a little bit under the pot, no, Uncle Qian was not modest, he reached out and dipped his fingers in a little, put it in his mouth and lightly agreed.

Soft in the mouth.

Sweet.

It runs straight into the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys.

The original fragrance of the ingredients, without the fragrance of any seasonings, Qian Yaowen was directly suppressed by this porridge, he has lived for such an age, and has focused on the way of cooking all his life, Qian Yaowen is also the most knowledgeable group of people in the chef world, but he definitely never thought that food can still do this, and simple ingredients can still be so fragrant.

Many latecomer chefs saw Qian Yaowen go to save face, and they also came over, you dip it, I dip it.

And then a lot of people stopped talking.

What are you talking about, it's not a level at all, through Wang Gang's little pot slag, many chefs are like Jiang Tianyang, they were beaten by Wang Gang, and they actually realized the true meaning of various cooking skills, do you still need to judge?

If you want to judge, you must at least have the name of a grandmaster, and most people want to evaluate other people's porridge, do you think you are the savior, do you think you are the god of food.

One word - the mountains look up.

Even an old-timer like Qian Yaowen, a grandmaster-level chef couldn't help himself for a long time.

He turned his head to the two young descendants of the Qian family behind him and said: "We are sitting in the well and watching the sky, I originally thought that the Qian family cuisine created by the sages of the Qian family has reached its peak, and the development of ingredients has reached its peak, and all kinds of fancy practices are also endless. ”

A child of the Qian family was a little unconvinced: "Uncle, isn't it just a bowl of porridge?" Our Qian family has a history of hundreds of years, which generation of ancestors has never produced an imperial kitchen, how can our research on food be inferior to others, you don't want to grow up others to destroy their prestige, it is estimated that his achievements are just this bowl of porridge, the noon qualifier, he will not be able to come up with any good works, you can see well. ”

Qian Yaowen's eyes narrowed and said angrily: "Xiao Jiu, presumptuous, absorbing the strengths of each family itself is the foundation of our Qian family's cuisine, and I am complacent, you are ruining your own way, what's wrong with people's bowl of porridge, didn't the Qian family start with a thousand-hand hot pot at the beginning?" Look at the quality of this porridge, whether it is in terms of artistic conception or in terms of proportion, it is definitely stronger than us, and then look at the knife work that people have just revealed, you can say that our Qian family's knife work can win. ”

Another disciple of the Qian family said: "Uncle, don't be angry, Xiao Jiu is also angry for a while, the young man is angry, don't be angry." ”

"It's not angry, I'm sorry, we have to thank this one, at least I'm going to teach this bad old man a lesson, I'm convinced of this person." Qian Yaowen sighed.

Seeing that old-timers like Qian Yaowen were convinced, the chefs on the side also let go of their jealousy, and the gossip quickly stopped.

If the level is about the same, or much worse, everyone dares to stand up and say two sentences, at least two more or less comments, but the reality is that Wang Gang's level is no longer in the same dimension as them, let alone catching up with Wang Gang, they can comprehend half of the essence of Wang Gang's bowl of white jade porridge in this life, and they can all go sideways in the chef world.

Once the gap reaches an extreme, human beings tend to give birth to an extremely complex emotion, and Wang Gang has once again become a mountain in the chef world, an unattainable mountain.

At this time, the referee also began to check the bills.

The top 30 promotion places depend on the bills, and everything speaks with strength.

The staff of the referee team stepped forward one after another to start counting the bills.

The referee didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, he walked to Wang Gang's table, he said to Wang Gang: "No. 500 player, your name is Jiang Tianyang, right, in fact, the announcement of your withdrawal just now is not what I meant, it is all a decision made by the Chefs Association in the back, don't mind, if you are angry, I will set a table for you when you go back, I will apologize to you, and we will contact you often in the future." ”

Wang Gang smiled: "Big brother, you misunderstood, I am an assistant, and the chef behind me is today." ”

Jiang Tianyang was sweating profusely and picking up the bills, he rolled up his sleeves, his mouth was big, and his two front teeth were exposed, where did he still have the chef's style at this time, he was simply a plasterer who had just finished getting paid on the construction site.

The referee looked confused, and he said in his heart, okay, this group is really weird, the chef is not like a chef, and the assistant is not like an assistant.

Well, it's a wonderful combination.

"You, hey, you're an amazing group." The referee teased, and he was speechless by Wang Gang.

A few minutes later, the final results of the bills were released.

There is a tradition in the Chef God Contest that their top 10 places are announced by the Chef Association on the spot, and they are read backwards, which is also to make the competition more interesting.

This is not Xie Anyang, as the vice president of the chef association, stood on the rostrum, and he began to read according to the list.

"Tenth place, Sun Xiaolei, got 2,324 votes."

"The ninth, Lu Xianghuai, got two thousand four hundred and fifty-five votes."

……

"Second place, Qian Yaowen, got 3,888 votes."

Speaking of this, Xie Anyang was stuck and couldn't speak, his old face turned red, just like he had constipation and hadn't squatted for half a month.

I saw him wave his hand to the referee, and asked thoughtlessly: "Referee, I'm a little worried about this ticket, how many times have you checked it, is there any wrong data?" ”

When he said this, he didn't turn off the microphone at all, and the whole audience heard it, and even the live broadcast directly sent this picture to thousands of households.

As soon as he said this, many people were not happy.

Do you still need to ask, how the first place was selected Everyone can see it clearly, who can it be if it is not Wang Gang, okay, tens of thousands of people lined up to drink porridge, who has seen such a big scene, as long as you have eyes on the scene, everyone sees that Wang Gang's ticket is loaded with a large crucible, you question the bill at this time, isn't this with Wang Gang to raise the bar.

Contacting the Chef Association just now to cancel Wang Gang's table of qualifications, the discerning person instantly understood, hehe, Wang Gang's goods are on the bar with the Chef Association, and now it's fun, and Wang Gang's wrist wrestling, everyone has a lively look.

The referee said unhappily: "It's been verified, and I personally counted the first place, and it can't be wrong." ”

"This, this, oops." After saying this, Xie Anyang didn't come up in one breath and fainted directly on the rostrum. (To be continued.) )