Clang!

The bell that symbolizes the end rings again.

At this time, many candidates have already walked up to the judging table in advance with their works for the examiner to judge.

Their choice is understandable, and it is recognized as a slight advantage in the halberd to be served first.

These candidates do not have a 'buff that will win and kill again', and they will naturally do their best to fight for the slightest opportunity.

However, the rigor of this exam is still above the expectations of some candidates.

"54 points."

An old chef in his fifties with gray hair walked to the judging table with his head bowed with his beef gratin in his hands on his face.

Then a sturdy chef in his thirties walked up to the judging table with five bowls of soup.

The judging table quickly showed the scores: 10, 9, 11, 8, 10.

"48 points."

Hirakawa Yu announced coldly.

"Wait, wait! Is there a mistake with this score! Know that I am ... ”

The man wanted to argue, and a terrifying momentum suddenly emerged from Powell.

"A fool who can't even figure out his own weight, and tries to blame the examiner? You won't have to take the test for the next five years. ”

Under the pressure of Powell's terrifying momentum, this strong man with a height of more than 2 meters trembled like a little quail, was speechless for a long time, and then was taken away by two staff members wearing black suits and sunglasses.

In this way, with efficient and strict efficiency on the evaluation table, one candidate after another was brushed down.

Occasionally, someone got a score of more than sixty, and suddenly he couldn't control his emotions and cheered loudly, and the other unqualified candidates looked at him with envy.

On this small judging platform of less than 100 square meters, there are all kinds of more exaggerated scenes than 'Fan Jinzhongju'.

Of the nearly 50 candidates, more than 40 have been evaluated so far, but the number of qualified candidates has not exceeded double digits.

At this moment, a commotion came, and it was finally the turn of the much-anticipated Young Master Sijing Longtai to appear.

I saw that Yotsui Ryutai was like the most elegant British gentleman, holding the dinner plate in his right hand and holding it high above his shoulder, but on the plate were five Japanese-style rice bowls covered with lids, which appeared most frequently in Japanese dramas, only half of the size of the bowl, and it seemed to be baked in an earthen kiln, and it was covered with corrugated patterns.

It seems that it is really a bit nondescript.

The other candidates didn't care about this, and along the way in Sijing Longtai, many candidates made way for him, and hugged him like an emperor, and walked onto the judging platform.

Yotsui Ryutai placed the bowl of 'donburi' in front of each examiner.

As he served the meal to Himeko Chishima, the two looked at each other for two seconds, revealing a look that only they could understand.

"Let's start tasting."

Powell, like his appearance, did not make any proclamations.

Five examiners lifted the lid of the bowl at the same time.

A huge amount of water vapor, accompanied by a rich sauce mixed with beef, instantly swept through the audience like a storm!

"What is this!"

"Okay, it smells so good!"

"Suck!"

Many candidates looked at the five palm-sized stone bowls without blinking.

If it weren't for the absolute authority of the examiner, the candidates would be eager to take their place.

You must know that this candidate is all the chef of a big hotel or a high-end club, and he is used to seeing delicacies from the mountains and seas on weekdays, but now he is attracted by this ordinary bowl of Japanese potato and beef.

But until today, in the face of this young genius who was a few years younger than the youngest among them, they knew that there was a gap between a genius and a mortal.

At this time, they really wanted to sing a song to Sijing Longtai: We are different!

"Japanese-style potato rock beef, please taste it."

Ryutai Yotsui made a 'please' gesture with great grace.

The water vapor dissipated, revealing the true face of the stone bowl.

I saw several pieces of dark brown rock beef and golden potatoes piled up in the bowl. Even though this is a very ordinary dish in Japan, under the careful carving of Yotsui Ryutai, it is still full of three-dimensional texture like a mountain stone carving.

"Then let's try it now."

Powell said as he picked up the spoon in his hand.

The examiner spoke, and the examiners, who were already salivating, picked up the spoons in their hands and stretched them out to the bowls.

When they put a spoonful of beef in their mouths at the same time as the potatoes.

The potatoes melt in your mouth, and the thick beef juice dissolved in the potatoes and the aroma of the potatoes explode in the mouth.

And the rock beef, which is stewed just right, is supplemented by the sauce, and the rich beef flavor invades every piece of territory in the mouth.

Just one bite simply doesn't satisfy the judges. So after swallowing the first bite, they couldn't wait to put the spoon into the stone bowl again.

One bite, two bites, can't stop at all!

"Actually finished eating!?"

"Didn't you just take one bite before!? I'm done eating, this is the first time! ”

"Young Master Sijing really deserves to be a genius who has not been born in a hundred years!"

Watching the examiners on the stage feast, the candidates in the audience wiped the saliva from the corners of their mouths, and stared at the stage with an expression of envy, jealousy and hatred.

Sweeping away the potatoes and rock beef in the stone bowl, Chef Powell, who had always been very efficient, was silent for a while, as if he was reminiscing about something, and then slowly spoke after a long while.

"Give it a score."

18！ 19！ 17！ 20！ 18！

A total of 92 points!

Highest score to date!

And it's a full 20 points higher than the current second place.

"Your cooking skills have gone beyond the 10-star category and are on your way to becoming a Grand Chef."

Powell, who was not smiling, couldn't help but smile.

And the information he revealed made the candidates even more dumbfounded.

"Really!? Isn't that equivalent to a half-step special kitchen!? ”

"Is the gap so big? He's only 18 years old! Are the heirs of the four major families really all monsters! ”

"Young Master Sijing, Saigao!"

In the face of praise from the chef boss, Yotsui Ryutai still maintained his near-perfect smile.

"You're wrong."

"Congratulations you've passed the exam, go down."

Sijing Longtai took an elegant step, facing the envious or awe-inspiring eyes of the candidates, Shi Shiran walked off the judging platform.

"Who's next?"

Powell seemed to be in a good mood and said with a faint smile on his face.

"Teacher, it's Qian Chen."

Hirakawa Yu said with a strange expression.

Hearing his answer, everyone's expressions became strange.

They all saw Qian Chen's performance before.

Almost none of the examiners thought that Qian Chen was cooking seriously, and they all thought that he was messing around.

Just kidding, you can deal with the hard rock-like rock beef with two punches, you think you are Zhang Sanfeng, the god of Tai Chi cooking!