"The deadline for the end of the showdown, from midnight, to half an hour later?"

"There is indeed such a rule."

"At the same table and on the same stage, at the same time, the scuffle is reviewed, so after the first finisher appears, the remaining players must be moved to the table before the dishes of this finisher are completely cooled!"

Hearing Xiang En's announcement of the deadline being advanced, there was inevitably a riot around him, but the audience of the "Black Extravaganza" was obviously mostly old birds in the food industry, even if they had not visited it in the past, they had already heard of the existence of such cruel dark forest rules.

These people, invariably, cast a terrifying gaze at Wu Zheng, who had grabbed the position and sped up the duel process a lot.

"This is the first opportunity, the advantage is too great!"

I don't know who said it loudly, and it immediately resonated with everyone.

Suddenly, the sound stopped.

The second finisher, at this time, stepped towards the review table, so next to the 'lychee meat' plate just now, a new plate of black fried rice noodles was added.

"It's 'Witch' Zhilin!"

Regarding the fact that she was not the first position, Zhi Lin obviously cared very much, put down the plate, and threw an unwilling glance at Wu Zheng, who looked like a scholar, "Hmph, you are quite fast!" ”

The corners of Wu Zheng's mouth raised playfully, "Each other, who doesn't want their own dishes to be eaten by several judges in the rules of 'fighting at the same table and on the same stage'." ”

The two men were clearly old acquaintances.

Moreover, in their words, a very important message was revealed-

The order of serving is equivalent to the order of tasting!

It's not hard to understand when you think about it.

Since it is the same table and the same stage, there is bound to be a saying that you eat first and then eat, and when tasting, the order of "succession" is too particular, especially in the case of close strength, sometimes serving the food first, it means that the tongue of the judges is the first to be captured, and the first vanguard army to climb the city tower and break the city often has terrible benefits.

Brawl, no limits.

It refers to the openness of kitchen utensils, ingredients, and cooking skills.

After Wu Zheng and Zhi Lin, they are the other three players who are not discussed and have a very low sense of existence.

Soon, the completer of the sixth order appeared.

This is also the first "seed contestant" to bring dishes to the judges' round table.

"Seven-Star Sword, Wren!"

The five players in front, as well as upstairs and downstairs, almost all eyes of the audience fell on Wren's oversized dinner plate.

This plate, just landed on the round table, the position was not absolutely centered, but was squeezed into the corners by the first few dishes, but the king-size plate was too luxurious, and the dishes contained in it had a peculiar appearance.

The four river fish that Wren took out from the bamboo basket before, the heads of the four fish, are in a state of looking up at the sky and standing upright, at first glance, it is quite scary, and it has the taste of "dark cuisine".

But everyone took a closer look and found that under the four fish heads, there was a neat layer of "silver silver shavings".

"It's fish skin!"

"So neat! Is it peeled off in one piece, and cut into thin strips one by one, in one go? ”

A few players, you look at me, I look at you.

Wu Zheng and Zhi Lin reacted with a threatened face.

It is worthy of the guy who already has the name of 'Seven Star Knife', and he is really a sword monster!

Zhi Lin is more concerned about the bottom of the fish skin silk layer, the delicate snow-white color from the gap, the corner of the small dew, there is no doubt that the next layer is the real mystery of the river fresh!

At this time, Han Wu and Shan Xiong brought dishes to the judging table almost at the same time.

They are the seventh and the eighth.

And so.

In the entire "showdown" venue, only the last two people remained.

One was pressed against his chin, petrified, just staring at the soup pot on the stove, which contained a pot of thick lobster soup that had been boiling for a long time.

The other, ** half-body, drenched in sweat.

Suddenly, only to hear a "plop" vibration, the iron cable finally landed.

Coincidentally, the bamboo tube connected by the iron cable hook fell lightly to the ground and rolled in front of a bronzed-skinned man with an unremarkable face.

"I, Yang Yi, are done—"

He said in a low voice, leaning over to pick up the bamboo tube that had been roasted to jet black before the tip of his shoe, wrapped it in a cloth, and held it firmly on his hands.

A gust of umami wind blew from Yang Yi's side.

Yang Yi, who had just straightened up his waist and held the bamboo tube with a cloth, was stunned, looked at himself a few steps ahead, and simply picked up the figure of the whole soup pot, and said dumbly:

"So, am I the tenth order?"

Yang Yi's face was still sweating, writing a kind of helplessness and a touch of weirdness.

The ninth and tenth are in dispute.

The order is so low, it doesn't matter what the tasting order is, right?

Thinking so in his heart, Yang Yi suddenly saw the figure in front of the pot, suddenly stopped on the small steps, turned back and said to him: "It's better for you to go first, and let my palace finish it." ”

Yang Yi: "? ”

The face slightly stained with black ash was even more puzzled.

Witness the scene.

On the third floor, Yakan and Li Ke, who were about to go down to start the evaluation work, looked at their colleague Yan Xian again.

"It's all strange people, bewildering behavior!" Li Ke, the female chef, muttered.

Yakan agreed, and said to Yan Xian, who looked embarrassed: "It is worthy of being from the same school." ”

Yan Xian: "I ......"

Not really!

"Bell—"

When the three judges went downstairs, Xiang En, 'Yizhang Qing', personally walked to the huge bronze bell and struck it with a mallet, so that the magnificent and low bell rang from this bell tower all over the Wubao and echoed far away in the suburbs of Guangzhou City.

The contestants, the spectators, watched the three people go downstairs.

Two 'Five Tiger Stars'.

A top female chef with a [super taste].

Lei Hua, who concealed his identity, stood in front of the railing in the corner of the second floor, took a light breath and said, "What a 'black event'!" ”

Let's start with the first order.

Wu Zheng, who presented the dishes first, looked cautious next to Yakan and Yan Xian, and opened his mouth to elaborate: "My dish is called ......"

Yakan's expression was calm, and he waved his hand: "Needless to say, we will taste it!" And give the result! ”

Almost at the same second, the three people holding chopsticks ate together.

"Sure enough, it's a 'bamboo egg'!"

Female chef Li Ke took the lead in commenting: "It's not surprising that such a fresh and elegant aroma can be said to be innate because it is bred under the bamboo forest." ”

Bamboo eggs?

The players on all sides of the round table looked at each other.

Yan Xian said with a smile: "The so-called 'bamboo egg' is actually the embryo of the bamboo fungus. ”

The sub-journal is silent:

"It's more accurate to turn 'bamboo eggs' into 'bamboo eggs'!"

"This is a very difficult ingredient to pick and preserve, before the early morning, the embryos should be picked, and with special bamboo water, soaked and preserved, before processing and cooking, there must be a process to remove the 'stinky green smell', which is the key process of eating bamboo eggs!"

Li Ke said with a smile: "There is no 'stinky green smell'!" At least, my tongue didn't get it! ”

got such an evaluation from [Super Taste] Li Ke, this key process was almost perfect, and Wu Zheng's joy was beyond words.

It's just that the next sentence of the female celebrity chef is a sudden change in the direction of the wind:

"It's a pity that the essence of the bamboo sunflower egg, the milky white part called 'Mengsun', and the minced meat you stuffed in the inner layer can't be combined at all!"

"The mushrooms that have almost been removed from the smell are almost pure and fresh, because of the slightest fishy smell of the meat, like a bowl of rice mixed with sand!"

"Knock your teeth!"

"Diaphragm!"

After speaking, Li Ke didn't even look at Wu Zheng, who was pale, and moved his chopsticks to the second plate.

As for Yakan and Yan Xian, they have already focused on the dishes of the second order.

The two looked at each other.

"This plate, there's no need to taste it, right?"

"If it's 'poppy seeds', it's reasonable, but the juice that concentrates the poison ......"

Yan Xian shook his head and sighed: "Anyway, this shouldn't be 'dark cuisine'. ”

'Witch' Zhilin was terrified.