In front of Hanzheng Street.

The chefs of the restaurants stood by their stalls, looking out into the middle of the empty street, waiting for the jury to return. As time passed, their mood changed from anxious to desolate.

According to the rules of the goose killing conference, restaurant personnel must stay behind the stall and are not allowed to go out to solicit customers, fully respecting the judges' free choice. Therefore, knowing that the judges all went to Wormwood, the contestants were helpless.

Quite a few people had desperate expressions on their faces.

"That kid's kitchen won't blow up again, will it?" The judges are busy putting out the fire, and alas, how long will this be saved......

"Stupid! Why don't you understand, there is no explosion at all, Wu Bencao is too insidious, he must have used this trick to trick the judges into eating geese!"

"Uh...... The master has a point! Why don't we follow his example, set our own kitchen on fire, and then attract the judges back?"

A young cook's eyes lit up as he looked at the master, thinking he had come up with a solution.

Unexpectedly, the master raised his hand, hit him on the head fiercely, became angry, and scolded: "You burned down the entire restaurant, and people can't see it, it's better than a fart! Don't bother your pig brain, this year the surname Wu won!"

It can be seen that this chef is very unconvinced, at least unwilling to lose to Wu Bencao in this way. He is very confident in his cooking skills, and believes that if it weren't for Wu Bencao's tricks, he would definitely be able to win the championship.

After a while, the judges walked back from the depths of the alley, talking and laughing, with happy smiles on their faces. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like you've just participated in firefighting.

Seeing this, the chefs on both sides of the street greeted each other and said enthusiastically: "Brother Zhao, Brother Fan, you picked up the chopsticks before, but you haven't tasted them yet, do you want to continue to try them, the taste is definitely satisfactory to you!"

That Brother Zhao laughed dryly, waved his hand and said, "No, I've eaten enough today, and besides, I have already voted out just now." ”

He said it euphemistically, but the young man surnamed Fan was not polite, glanced at the goose meat on the table, and showed disdain, "The goose meat is served on a plate, and it is cold when it is served, and there is no strong aroma, what else can you taste?"

When the judge next to him heard this, although he didn't say anything, he nodded secretly.

After seeing the explosive version of the flame stuffed goose invented by Wu Bencao, they looked at other entries, and they were dwarfed by the color, fragrance, and all aspects of the crushing were crushed, and there was no comparison at all. After the judges' taste was raised, they didn't even have the desire to hold chopsticks in the face of these ordinary dishes.

Ignoring the stalls, they walked to the street together, killing the game early.

Seeing this scene, the chefs in the stall were at a loss.

What kind of ecstasy did Wu Bencao give to the judges, and why was it so easy to capture everyone? Looking at their disdainful eyes on the dishes, it was completely different from the previous performance, this was still the same group of people just now?

Not long after, a gong sounded at the corner of the street, announcing the end of the food tasting session.

Each restaurant sent a man to the street with a box containing colored balls.

On the temporarily erected high platform, the Great Elder raised his hand quietly, signaled the audience to be silent, and then said: "Now, in the order in which I took the roll call, each restaurant came to the stage one after another to display the votes. The first one, chrysanthemum downstairs!"

Chef Liu, who went downstairs, came to the stage, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, opened the ballot box, poured it into the iron plate on the table, and fell out of three colored balls.

Feng Bujing looked at it and announced: "Ju downstairs, three votes!"

Hearing this, there was a commotion among the crowd. Chef Liu Pleiades downstairs Ju is famous in Goose City, and he also won the title of King of Goose that year, before that, many people were optimistic about him, thinking that he could squeeze into the top three.

Unexpectedly, the final result was so cruel, and the gap was too big from what I expected.

Chef Liu sighed, and while walking off the high platform gloomily, his eyes fell on Wu Bencao in the corner, and his expression was very complicated.

He knew why he had lost so badly, if not...... Fair competition, willing to gamble and lose, now thinking about this, what's the point?

"Next, Yangquan Restaurant!"

After Feng Bujing finished speaking, someone in the waiting area immediately replied: "There is no need to go on stage, my family has not won a vote." ”

The people followed the prestige, and it was the chef they were familiar with.

"What? Yangquan Restaurant didn't even get a vote? That's a famous chef! Cooking goose meat is his specialty, even if he doesn't play well this year, he won't even have a vote, so he loses so badly, right?"

The audience was incredible.

Feng Bujing read out the names of several restaurants again, but like Yangquan Restaurant, they didn't go on stage, shamefully admitting that they didn't get the vote.

Only then did the audience realise that this year was extraordinary, and it seemed that there must have been an amazing and superb dish that could have gathered a large number of votes, so that many restaurants did not get a single ticket.

"It's amazing, this year there is a god work!"

"I want to know, who is so awesome that even the craftsmanship of Chef Di and others can be crushed!"

"Touch it, my little heart is beating so hard!"

......

After a while, Feng Bujing's face suddenly became solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Haiyan Tower, please come to the stage!"

Haiyan Lou is the overlord of the food scene in Goose City, known as the first floor, and its cooking skills are undoubted. In the past conferences, their works have received a high number of votes, and the worst results are more than 80 votes, what will happen this year?

Hearing the name of Haiyan Tower, everyone's hearts hung tightly, thinking that the next step was likely to be the moment to witness the birth of the Goose King this year.

Chef Ding Qiandao held the cardboard box, walked to the stage, and poured the colored balls into the iron plate.

In order to reflect fairness and prove that the Feng family did not cheat on their own people, Feng Bujing picked up the colored balls in public and put them back in the cardboard box one by one, "one, two, three......"

The audience also counted silently, and when the 43rd color ball was counted, Feng Bujing spread his hands and helplessly announced, "No, Haiyan Lou finally got 43 votes!"

This is a very good result for an ordinary restaurant. But it is too miserable to measure the first floor of Goose City, after all, Haiyan Building used to get more than 80 votes at worst, and this year it has greatly refreshed the lower limit.

The strong rise of someone overshadowed Haiyan Tower.

The head of the family, Feng Changjian, stood under the stage, and after hearing this number, not only was he not angry, but he was relieved and breathed a sigh of relief. Now that most of the restaurants have been announced, and only a few are left, how can he not guess the truth.

"Thank goodness you managed to take down the Goose King. Otherwise, I'm really afraid that you will go crazy and go to blow up the wind house......"

He secretly glanced at Wu Bencao, and admired this young man more and more in his heart.

He had to admit that he was witnessing history and the rise of the first person in the history of Goose City!

If before, he only had jealousy and jealousy of Wu Bencao, then at this moment, he suddenly had a sense of admiration in his heart.

If the heads of the Huang Qiao family were present and saw this scene, they must have felt the same way.

At this time, the wind on the stage shouted quietly: "Next, wormwood!"

From the announcement of the results to the present, the truth is about to come out, and the eyes of all the audience have turned around, falling on Wu Bencao alone, looking forward to him taking the stage and revealing the brilliant achievements that are destined to go down in history.

In the solemn atmosphere, someone couldn't hold back his anxious mood and shouted: "Boss Wu, it's you, right?"

When everyone heard this, their tense emotions suddenly relaxed, and they couldn't help laughing.

Wu Bencao stood in place, noncommittal, hugged the box and said, "There is no need to go on stage." ”