Chapter 250: Theme of this competition: Killing Live Birds!
Entering the elevator, Wang Sleeve went up to the 7th floor.
The 7th floor is different from the previous floors, and this is the kitchen of the Dragon Hotel.
Walking along the narrow passageway, there are metal cages on both sides of the kitchen, and inside the cages are live animalsββ- chickens, ducks, and geese!
The live animals in the cages are very flexible, and it looks like they have just arrived today.
Passing through the smelly passageway, Wang Sleeve came to the hall on the seventh floor.
In the hall, referee He Jinlei and the players stood in the center.
When he saw Wang Sleeve coming, He Jinlei nodded at him, and then spoke coldly.
"Now, go find your place!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the contestants rushed to their numbers.
The king's sleeve number 138 is in the very center of the hall.
Li Fugui is on the right side of the Wang Sleeve, Zhang Bing is on the left side of the Wang Sleeve, and Guan Ya is not far behind the Wang Sleeve.
Several knives, an iron bucket, several basins, and various scissors were placed on the playing table.
Without waiting for He Jinlei to speak, the players knew it.
The knife in front of him may be related to killing, and the scissors are a sharp weapon for cutting through the intestines of small belly chickens.
The theme of this game, the players probably guessed.
The living creatures in the cage just now may be the sacrifices of the players.
Looking around, everyone showed a sudden look.
Just now, a total of 5 players were eliminated in the breakfast field, which means that there are 15 players left on the scene.
And the title of the king of chefs can only be obtained by one person in the end.
Chefs never rank second or third, so the competition is only going to get tougher.
The players were apprehensive and looked at He Jinlei in the middle one by one.
"Humph!"
He Jinlei snorted coldly and said, "As a chef, you must have a strong ability to take materials. β
"The theme of this game is 15 minutes, so take your pick!"
Sure enough, it was taken from the material.
It's just that this material has become these chickens, ducks and geese.
These are all alive.
"Wait!"
As soon as the referee finished speaking, someone at the scene raised an objection.
It was a tall chef with glasses, he stood up and hurriedly said, "Referee, what is the standard of this game, is it to make us bleed and pluck?" β
As soon as he finished speaking, the chefs nodded hurriedly.
The chef is not a butcher, although everyone can kill, but he personally selects chickens, ducks and geese to slaughter.
There was blood all over the scene, and this kind of thing was a bit low-level.
They are also considered top chefs from all over the country, and there is always a little bit of pride in their hearts, which can make them feel a little wrong.
"That's right!" He Jinlei affirmed: "Chickens, ducks, and geese can be picked at will, but I promise to pull out the feathers and remove the internal organs within 15 minutes, I need a whole poultry!" β
"But there's no plucking machine here, is there really enough time?"
"That's right, it will take a long time to remove the internal organs."
"15 minutes may not be enough!"
When the contestants were discussing, He Jinlei just sneered.
Then he clapped his hands.
Beside him, a staff member immediately came.
The staff handed over a huge hourglass and placed it upside down in the middle of the hall.
When the sand began to flow, He Jinlei said coldly, "Now, the game begins!" β
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At that moment, everyone on the scene flowed.
Except, of course, for the lazy king's sleeves.
If breakfast is a test of the chefs' side dishes, as well as the ability to choose a balanced nutrition, and a test of speed.
And this contest is a test of the ingestion of ingredients, as well as the investigation of keeping a low profile close to life.
Because food comes from life and is sublimated in life.
The live chickens and ducks are ready, but whether the players have the ability to ingest them is a big question.
Chefs have to come in person, and the kind of people who rely on the backstage of the kitchen for everything can't be called a chef at all, and that kind of person can only be counted as a food processor at best.
Now, it's up to the players to be able.
At this time.
The crowd at the scene was panicked and confused, and there were sounds of running and chickens, ducks and geese calling everywhere.
Because the time is only 15 minutes, there is no convenient centrifugal plucking machine, everything can only be done with primitive hands.
So time is precious, and every minute should not be wasted.
The live birds on the opposite side are divided into three categories.
The chicken is small, tender, easy to kill, and is considered a top-notch ingredient.
Ducks are small, the meat is relatively tough, easy to kill, easy to make soup, and easy to bake.
The geese are large, with meat in between, not easy to kill, not easy to pluck and difficult to clean within 15 minutes.
The choice is also difficult.
Choosing the big one is a waste of time, and choosing the small one may affect the rest of the game.
But there was no room for hesitation, and the players were divided into several factions.
Guan Ya, Zhang Bing, and most of the chefs on the scene rushed towards the easy-to-kill chickens and ducks.
And Wang Sleeve and Li Fugui walked to the cage where the big fat goose was imprisoned.
Wang Sleeve opened the metal dragon, grabbed the goose with both hands like iron tongs, and pulled it out at once.
And Li Fugui is the same, when the two sides left the livestock cage, they already had a big fat goose in their hands.
The fat goose kept beating in his hand, and the king's sleeve grabbed its neck, no matter how it shook, it just wouldn't let go.
"System, mosaic the goose!"
Wang Sleeve exclaimed in his heart.
At that moment, in the live broadcast room.
A fuzzy mosaic appeared on the big fat goose.
"2333333, Nima's, Brother Xiu is so funny!"
"It's not funny, but the next scene is too bloody, minors and the Lady of the Glass Heart must not watch it!"
"If you laugh to death, don't you just kill a goose, and you can use it to make a mosaic?"
When the barrage erupted, Wang Sleeve grabbed the knife and gently cut the goose's neck.
Then he put the goose upside down and bleed.
Although the goose was mosaiced, the blood dripped down and fell into the porcelain bowl below.
This picture is indeed a bit scary, and the girls in the live broadcast room still screamed.
"I'll it, it's terrible!"
"Show... Brother Xiu is killing geese! β
"I see blood, I'm dizzy, I'm going to report the anchor!"
"I can't stand it, this picture is too bloody, and it has seriously caused me discomfort!"
"Our Lady upstairs, you don't kill geese, how do you eat geese!"
When the barrage was fine, Wang Sleeve grabbed the goose's neck with his left hand, and grabbed the legs of the big white goose with his right hand, and gently pulled it.
Click.
The sound of bone cracking sounded, and the goose stopped struggling.
Next is plucking.
Plucking involves scalding the goose in hot water, and then plucking the goose feathers with lightning speed.
Boom!
With his left hand, he throws the goose into the hot water and with his right hand pulls it out.
When the big fat goose had just fallen into the ocean basin, Wang Sleeve turned on his god-like hand speed.
Whew!
Whew!
The speed of Wang Sleeve's hand is too fast.
The afterimage of the game seat was bursting, and the goose feathers burst out like snowflakes.
When he floated into the air, he was caught by Wang Sleeve with a miraculous movement.
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