Chapter 517: Unless the God of Food Manifests!
After the host finished speaking, the chefs of the so-called Linghu Eight Restaurants came up in turn.
All of them were ambitious, but Mo Qian saw that there was a person at the end of the comparison with his head lowered, as if he was avoiding something.
The man was in his forties, of medium height, with a thin beard, and a spoon in his hand, but he did not have the posture of a cook, and his head looked around from time to time, as if he was afraid that others would see him.
Mo Qian glanced at him, and then fell into deep thought.
Immediately after that, each chef made a lot of bold statements, but it was nothing more than "the champion must be on his side", "I'm not targeting anyone", "the other side is all scum" and so on.
By the time the middle-aged man came on stage, before he could speak, mocking voices had already sounded in the stands below.
"Yo, isn't this Boss Yang of Jiayixuan, said a good chef competition, what about your chef? How did you come up in person? It was a middle-aged man with a rich and mellow appearance under the ring, but his tone was scathing.
The man known as Boss Yang looked down, his eyes were full of anger, but he was a little lacking in confidence, "Hmph, I can come up if I am happy, and you can't do anything with Mei Dingxuan." ”
"Dead ducks have hard mouths." Mei Dingxuan pursed his lips disdainfully, and then said loudly to the people around him who were watching the excitement, "Do you know where their chef is?" With me! ”
Mei Dingxuan's voice fell, and a man in a short shirt next to him stood up proudly, and those who were familiar with it knew that this was the chef of Jiayixuan.
Digging people into the corner of the wall is a disgraceful thing in the industry, but the matter is promoted by Mei Dingxuan as a proud thing.
But to Mo Qian's surprise, the people around him did not take Mei Dingxuan's responsibilities, but laughed loudly together.
"How about Yang Luo, seeing that you are so miserable that you can't even find a cook, do you want me to lend you one?" Mei Dingxuan was unforgiving, and then said.
Yang Luo was angry in his heart, but the situation didn't allow him to say anything, the other party's strength meant that the other side occupied the right to speak, what he said was in vain, and he said hatefully, "Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, feng shui takes turns, don't be too complacent!" With that, he lowered his head and went down.
"Hahaha." Mei Dingxuan laughed and said: "Thirty years, that's far away, then let's wait and see, in less than thirty years, I will crush your restaurant tomorrow." ”
"Maybe you can start with this person, maybe it will work wonders." Looking at Yang Luo's embarrassed figure, Mo Qian muttered to himself.
"Brother Mo, what are you talking about?" Yue Yao saw Mo Qian whispering to himself, and sometimes showed a meaningful smile, and couldn't help asking.
Mo Qian patted her forehead, "It's nothing, it's rare to go into the city to see, it's not worth missing this good show, let's find a teahouse and sit down." As he spoke, he pulled Yue Yao and walked in the direction of the teahouse on the side.
But Yue Yao said anxiously: "But we don't have any money on us." ”
"What's the hurry, I'll have it later." After that, the second boy of the greeting shop served two pots of tea.
Yue Yao was a little stunned, she really hadn't done anything about running into other people's stores when she had no money, of course, even if she had money, she wouldn't enter the store.
But after experiencing the previous things, whatever Mo Qian said, Yue Yao would choose to believe it unconditionally, so he didn't hesitate much.
By the time Mo Qian sat down, the situation in the ring had changed.
didn't say any more nonsense on stage, after all, the person who hosted the host was not as strong as the professional cross-words in his previous life, and the most important thing in the chef's competition was also the kung fu of cooking.
The rules of the competition are very simple, make a dish that you think best represents the level of your store, and the winner with the highest score wins, and whether you can get the ranking or not is related to the business of the restaurant in at least the last few years.
In less than half an hour, all the dishes have been completed in the ring,
Mo Qian sat upstairs and looked down, only to see that although there were many dishes on the judges' bench, they were nothing more than steaming and stewing. But the judges above were wide open and happy.
"Wow, those dishes look delicious!" Yue Yao, who was sitting opposite Mo Qian, couldn't help but exclaim as he looked at the dishes below.
Mo Qian pouted, "What is this, the dishes I cook are much better than theirs." ”
"Yes, yes, I believe!" Yue Yao said firmly.
"Over the years, the little girl is really getting easier and easier to deceive." As soon as Yue Yao finished speaking, the slightly sour words on the seat next to him were thrown out, "Do you know who the following people are?" The chef with the highest cooking skills in our county, how much better than theirs is the food you cook? Young man, braggart has to be drafted! ”
Mo Qian turned around, and a slightly unruly young man also looked at him without showing weakness.
Mo Qian smiled and didn't speak, the other party also felt that a punch had hit the cotton, and he snorted twice and felt that it was not interesting to continue to do his own thing, but his eyes still couldn't help but glance at Mo Qian's side, as if he was ready to pierce Mo Qian's cowhide at any time.
The judges in the ring are already tasting the delicacies of the restaurants, and they are commenting on the food as they put it in their mouths with chopsticks.
"Not bad, this spicy steamed crucian carp tastes very good, the fish is tender and delicious, and the secret seasoning is used to cover the fishy smell of the fish, which is very good."
"This mushroom three-fresh soup is also delicious, and it has a fight with the chef in Beijing!" This is a very high evaluation, and the chef who made this dish couldn't help but smile crookedly.
"Oh? Isn't this Jufulin's signature dish, drunken shrimp? I've got to try it. ”
The time for tasting the dishes was not long, and soon the first five had already tasted it, and those who got high evaluations were all happy, while those with average evaluations were depressed, but none of them were really sad, because they all knew that they would never be the ones who were really at the bottom.
Looking at the evaluation of one dish after another, and then one dish after another, Yang Luo's heart was even more panicked, Mei Dingxuan's trick was too ruthless, just when he was confidently preparing for this cooking competition, he had already bought all the cooks in his restaurant in advance, and left his post one after another the night before.
He wondered what was going on in addition to being shocked until he saw his guys for many years in the ring today.
"Boss, what can we do this time? If it is at the bottom, the loss to our Jiaxuan will be too great. Beside Yang Luo, a person dressed as a shopkeeper said anxiously.
Yang Luo patted his head in annoyance, "Can I not know what you said?" But now that the dishes are ready, it's hard to keep our reputation by what we do, unless the god of food appears! ”