Rob washed his hands and put the mud eggs on the charcoal stove and simmered. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe red charcoal fire made his heart warm, and he was particularly energetic to work.

The chef surnamed Huang on the side was depressed, originally he wanted to continue to watch Rob's jokes, but he didn't expect people to be like him in a blink of an eye, washing clean and working on the charcoal stove.

"Is the brain of this Phoenix Tower broken? How did you wait for that dirt bun to come? This taste is too bad, it makes it clear that I can't get by! The chef surnamed Huang muttered a few words in dissatisfaction, and finally focused on his own dish. He was going to make his dish more foreign, so that he could slap everyone who opposed him in the face.

After a while, the chef surnamed Huang's charcoal-grilled tin foil chicken wings were almost there. He put the tin foil bag on a plate and brought it to the judges.

"These are my sake-scented charcoal-grilled tin foil chicken wings! Judges, please! ”

In this competition, there is a special way to serve the dishes, and whoever serves the dishes first can have a great advantage. So the chef surnamed Huang made the dish, and he couldn't wait to take the lead.

His wings were tightly wrapped in tin foil, and no fragrance leaked out. He made a few cuts in the tin foil with his knife, poured whiskey on his plate, and then lit a fire with a lighter with a snap.

Suddenly the red flames rose up, enveloping the entire plate inside. The tongue of fire kept licking the tin foil packets, and the shredded tin foil was quickly heated and curled, revealing the chicken wings inside.

With the appearance of chicken wings, the aroma that had been held back for a long time was finally vented. The aroma of the chicken mixed with the aroma of the wine hit the judges' noses like a volcanic eruption.

This is not the end, with the scorching of the flame, the originally tender and juicy chicken wings slowly appeared on the surface of a layer of burnt yellow, and the original aroma added a burnt flavor of meat, which made the overall aroma even better.

"It's so fragrant, and this fragrance is very layered! At first, it was just the aroma of wine, followed by the aroma of wine and meat, and finally the aroma of wine and burnt meat. These fragrances seem to be hidden in tin foil bags, and with the burning of alcohol, layer by layer are revealed, which is really worthy of a dark fragrance floating! Long Shao had a great impression of this more Western-style approach, and said with praise.

"Cooking is cooking, what kind of bullshit cooking! This is in China, don't show off the devil's set here! Li Tiegang snorted coldly and slapped the table heavily.

The chef surnamed Huang was originally a judge with Li Tiegang, and the two were also inseparable in cooking. So this time Li Tiegang was the judge, he was not convinced at all, and when he heard Li Tiegang's criticism, he retorted disdainfully: "You are old and out of touch with society, and now you are a global village, what are you doing so carefully." It's better not to be a judge with your knowledge, so as not to be laughed at! ”

"That's how your teacher taught you? It's so unruly! Li Tiegang was dumbfounded, but with his identity, he couldn't scold, so he could only spill his anger on the teacher surnamed Huang.

The chef surnamed Huang didn't realize how annoying he was by not respecting the quality of his elders, and he was not ashamed but proud, and said with a triumphant smile: "Didn't Long Shao say just now, rules are used to break, how could I be wrong by doing this." If you like to follow the rules, the one over there who is called the flower chicken is your appetite. With that, he turned his mouth to Rob and laughed evilly.

Everyone turned their attention to Rob, who was still simmering the mud eggs, and couldn't help but shake their heads. This is called a flower chicken, which is really not good-looking, and it is difficult for people to get recognition from the bottom of their hearts. Although the chef surnamed Huang is arrogant, he is still more reliable than Rob.

"Let's try the taste first, although the title is dark fragrance, but the taste is still very important." Yang Ming took his gaze back, tasted the alcohol and burned it, and grilled it until it was just the right amount of chicken wings.

"The taste is also great, the chicken skin is charred and fragrant, and the chicken is tender and juicy. And I've eaten it several times, so it shouldn't be as good as this dish, and I think the winner has been decided. Yang Ming finally gave his own conclusion.

"Why do you say that people are doomed! There's shady! "Rob's group of relatives and friends is ten beautiful women, they give up their time to sleep to cheer for Rob, how can they let others belittle him. So as soon as they heard this, they immediately went berserk. And the crowd who watched the excitement was not a big deal, and they coaxed the beauties to help them.

"Don't jump to conclusions so early, you see that the contestant is completely unaffected by anything, and his meticulous cooking spirit deserves our respect, I think it's better to wait for his dishes to finish before making a conclusion." Zhang Zhishi shook his head, maintained order, and suppressed the messy voice.

"That's pretty much it!" The beauties were satisfied, stopped arguing, and focused on Rob's body.

"I can't see he's quite popular!" Qian Duoduo whispered unconvinced to Bai Cai'er.

"Men who do things seriously are very attractive, don't you feel it?" Bai Cai'er glanced at the money and smiled.

"Glamorous yarn!" Qian Duoduo was disdainful, but his eyes looked at Rob. At this time, Rob had already put all his energy on baking mud eggs, and he had not been affected by the environment at all, and that feeling of being light and breezy was really a bit unconventional.

He has indeed entered a state of selflessness now, how Mr. Zhang baked it in his mind, and how he baked it in reality. In this way, when Zhang Lao's roast was finished in his memory, he also stopped and put the mud eggs on the plate.

"Haha, it took so long to finally lay such a muddy egg, it's really laughing! It's up to you to hatch a golden phoenix from it and open everyone's eyes! The chef surnamed Huang seemed to see Rob's ugly moment, and mocked arrogantly.

"You do need to open your eyes. If no one opens your eyes for a person like you, you will only be able to see what is in front of you for the rest of your life, thinking that what you see is the whole world. As everyone knows, you will only narrow your horizons. Vision determines height, and your vision has destined you to have no superb cooking skills. ”

"You're not on the same level as me at all, so how can I care about your provocation? Later, I will use the facts to educate you on how to be a person, you can keep your eyes open and watch! When Rob walked to the judges with the finished called flower chicken, he passed by the chef surnamed Huang and said lightly.

The chef surnamed Huang was suddenly like a chicken choked by the throat, and his arrogant laughter was held in his throat, and he could only make a "clucking" sound, as if waiting to be slaughtered.