"Three fresh lobster soup, it smells good...... a spectator with a "250" on the audience number plate proudly walked to the first contestant's cooking table, looked at the steaming bowl in front of him, pinched his chin and analyzed matter-of-factly, "The soup is pure white, the shrimp meat is tender, and the three ...... are boiled with five-color flowers, dragon orchid whiskers and stick vegetables."

But before he finished speaking, the audience with him couldn't wait, picked up the dishes and chopsticks and began to taste.

"Ah, yes, the soup is fresh!"

"It's delicious, it's delicious, this shrimp meat is much better than my mother's cooking!"

"I don't like vegetables very much, yes, it tastes okay."

Some blushed and coughed, and the "250" audience couldn't pretend anymore, after all, there were still 21 dishes to eat (30 people were divided into 3 batches, and the contestants were also divided into 3 batches).

Contestant No. 1 looked at the group of gobbling civilians in front of him, and felt a little disdainful in his heart, "There is no way to eat, and it is simply blasphemous to let such low-level people eat the dishes I cook......"

Although he thought so in his heart, he also knew that whether he could advance or not at this time was all up to this group of civilians, and he had to squeeze a raw smile on his face, pretending to ask gently how the dishes were.

Several people also greeted each other with smiling faces, but more people had a flat face, and even muttered something to themselves.

"Brush Brush ......"

The 10 "judges" wrote a perfect score of 100 on the blank scoreboard in front of Cooking Station 1, and in their minds they had the most intuitive evaluation of the dish.

Chef No. 1 is the head chef of the Piaoxiang Tavern in the Thorn Flower City next door, and his perennial work has made him boast of his ability to read words and colors, and after carefully observing the reactions of the 10 civilians, he feels that he has a chance to win.

"Sure enough, civilians are civilians, and they ...... a slightly more high-end dish What the?! ”

Bypassing the baffle in front of the cooking station, Chef 1 glanced at the scoreboard in front of him, only to find that his average score was ......

Only 65!

"How is that possible!" Chef No. 1 panicked, but his face was more hateful, "A group of damn civilians dare to give me only a 65 score for this top blue chef?!" ”

Chef No. 1 was not the only one who shouted in disbelief, and it can be said that basically all the chefs who are not Pearl Harbor are more or less surprised in their hearts.

73 points!

68 points!

51 points!

32 points!

"Do you know what cooking is?!"

"68 points? Do you have moss on your tongues? ”

"This group of unprofessional civilians makes me sick to watch, and only give me 51 points?"

"This [Pearl Port] must have played a trick as the organizer! These people in Pearl Port are really completely partial to their own people! ”

The chef with the lowest score quit, and the ridiculously low score of 32 points in this official competition is probably a shame for the contestant to be a chef for the rest of his life! His eyes were red, he fanned the contestants around him angrily, and began to smash the bowls and pots, even causing trouble for those who were trying to be a judge.

Just as the scene was about to erupt into chaos, a loud shout was about to explode through the eardrums of everyone in the audience, and a colorless air mass turned into substance and fell from the sky, exploding at the feet of the troublesome chef, and the spitting figure took off on the spot and fell again!

"Gimmicks? Favouritism? ”

Tomorrow Yu, who was shirtless, instantly came to the center of the field, and only a little corner of the suit tucked in the belt showed that he had worn a suit, probably a new ......

"Look at them," Ming Mingyu pointed to the few audience members behind him who had just scored high, their faces were full of happy smiles, their faces were ruddy, and even the top of their heads were a little sweaty, which was in stark contrast to the bland expressions on the faces of the audience who had just scored an average of 32 points, "Chef, if you can't make satisfying food, you are a failure, your skills are not as good as people, and you don't even know how to read words, and you also question the professionalism of the diners......"

"You ...... Also with a chef? ”

The 32-point chef who fell from the sky was naturally powerless to answer him, and several coaxing contestants hurriedly lowered their heads, no one wanted to try the iron fist of tomorrow Yu's muscles.

"Hmph, come and clean up this waste, so that he will never be able to set foot in Pearl Port in the future," Tomorrow Yu Shuo's big nostrils let out a sharp breath, paused and said: "The chef's guests are not chosen by the chef himself, if the food does not meet the appetite of the guests, how to satisfy the tastes of the guests is what you need to do!" ”

In fact, only a very small part of the troublemakers are making trouble, and most of the chefs who do not score well are quietly observing and thinking at their cooking stations.

The tasting continued, and the uneven scores appeared one by one, and the contestants all wanted to try themselves quickly, and there was a trace of worry about the score. In the midst of this mixed event, some chefs seem to have realized something.

"Come, come, come! Everyone, often I this, fried crispy shrimp! ”

The "judges" of the second group came to the No. 32 cooking table, that is, in front of Situ Xie, Bai Yi's godbrother who had not seen Luohe for a long time and gained weight.

A group of spectators who rarely ate more than a dozen good dishes that can only be eaten in a restaurant are enthusiastic at this time, and the fresh fragrance makes them have endless aftertaste.

However, there seems to be a hint of disappointment between everyone's eyebrows, even if they have just given a high score of 90 points.

"Deep-fried...... Crispy prawns? What the hell is this. ”

The golden strips of unspeakable ones were placed in the bowl in front of them, and there was no shrimp to be seen anyway.

It's just that when they saw and sniffed something in the bowl, they immediately showed a happy smile, and under the call from left and right, 10 people moved in unison and couldn't wait to send the unknown object they had never seen before into their mouths!

"It's delicious!"

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