The final of the food competition is on October 31, which is a Saturday.

The day before the finals, a few people from the street office and the fire inspection came over, and they said all the good things to Zhou Yansheng, and their posture was very low, and they wanted to remove the seal on the door of the store.

Zhou Yansheng held the shelf, kept his face tense throughout the whole process, and posed as a cold persona.

Xu Qiao waited for the group to leave, and asked with some curiosity: "What method did you use?" ”

Zhou Yansheng's cold personality collapsed in an instant, and he laughed: "Guess what? ”

Xu Qiao has no interest in guessing, anyway, Zhou Yansheng will be unable to help but say it one day sooner or later.

Zhou Yansheng didn't plan to let Xu Qiao know their dark side, and clapped his hands and proposed: "I'll participate in the competition tomorrow, let's go relax today?" There is a temple on the road to Zhengding, and I heard that it is very spiritual. Do you want to go and say goodbye? ”

Xu Qiao believes in Buddhism because of Gu Chengchuan, and believes in the cycle of cause and effect.

So as soon as Zhou Yansheng said it, she immediately agreed.

In the last life, when I saw the temple, I worshipped, hoping that Gu Chengchuan would have a good reincarnation.

In this life, she only hopes that Gu Chengchuan can be safe and worry-free.

The temple that Zhou Yansheng said is very small, and the temple of the Sanjin courtyard is hidden in the green pines and cypresses. A rare place of tranquility.

With red walls and yellow tiles, it is still a royal temple.

Xu Qiao was a little interested, and looked at the incense quite vigorously.

With a pious heart, I went in to worship the Buddha and donated a little money for incense oil.

And Zhou Yansheng put his hands in his pockets from beginning to end, leisurely tailgating.

When she came out of the side hall, an eldest sister about thirty years old who followed Xu Qiao greeted Xu Qiao enthusiastically: "Girl, you look very young!" Come and ask for a son! ”

Xu Qiao: "......"

Asking for a son?!

The eldest sister is like opening the chatterbox: "In this temple, the most spiritual thing is to ask for a son." We are from Zhao County. Several people in our village burned incense here and went back to give birth to a son. You two young people are also here to ask for children? ”

Xu Qiao: "......"

Zhou Yansheng: "......"

Xu Qiao glanced at Zhou Yansheng, how could she believe this unreliable person?

Zhou Yansheng touched his nose in embarrassment, and said to the eldest sister with a smile: "Familiarize yourself with the environment and process in advance!" Maybe it will be used in the future. ”

The eldest sister looked at Zhou Yansheng as if she was looking at a neuropath, and left in a hurry.

And familiarize yourself with the environment and processes in advance?

Xu Qiao glanced at Zhou Yansheng lightly, worshipping the Buddha and asking for peace is the same.

Zhou Yansheng immediately changed the topic: "It's okay to help Lao Gu ask for a son!" After all, he is also a big boss. ”

Xu Qiao: "......"

Neuropathy!

Zhou Yansheng hummed a few times in his heart, if Lao Gu gives birth to a son in the future, he has his credit! I pondered it again, and I always felt that something was wrong! Seeing that Xu Qiao took advantage of his stunned kung fu, he had already left the temple gate, and hurriedly rushed up.

On October 31st, there was a wind on a sunny day, and the cold wind blew through, and the yellow leaves were all over the ground.

The final competition was held in the TV studio hall, but it was recorded and broadcast, and I was not afraid of not playing well on the spot.

The thirty people who participated in the finals were all elite players left from various counties and cities, so it was still a big challenge for Xu Qiao, Zhou Yansheng didn't care, as if he was in a unique kitchen, wandering around, and mingling with many chefs.

When the competition officially began, there were a total of 120 minutes, two prescribed dishes, and one creative dish.

The basic skills of the chef are still tested in the prescribed dishes, including the level of carving, and the creative dishes are free to play, carry forward the positive spirit, and closely follow the characteristics of the times......

The prescribed dishes can only be regarded as normal performance, which is considered a medium level among the chefs, and it depends on the last creative dish to shine. And creative dishes accounted for 60% of the results.

So Xu Qiao knows where her weaknesses are, and puts all her energy on creative dishes.

Zhou Yansheng was full of confidence in Xu Qiao, and he didn't forget to cheer Xu Qiao up all the time when he was helping on the side: "Hold on, your current situation is the most optimistic." I went to find out before the competition, and the chefs with solid basic skills are all older. It's more conformist when it comes to creative dishes. Even if it is innovation, it can't jump out of his fixed thinking. And those who are young and put too much energy on the first two dishes, and the creative dishes are easy to lose points. ”

"Because such people have a heavier heart for gain and loss."

Xu Qiao didn't squeak, and stirred the egg whites with a calm expression, until the egg whites foamed and became creamy, and then went to process the rejuvenation grass.

Zhou Yansheng couldn't help at all, standing aside and watching Xu Qiao's serious work, lowering his head to reveal a white neck, under the white chef's hat, some restless broken hair came out from under the hat, playfully sticking to his neck.

As she swayed back and forth, she swayed slightly.

I couldn't help but bite the tip of my tongue, smiled sullenly, and looked away......

Oh, this little girl!

Xu Qiao chose a cyan tile pot, spread a layer of crushed ice on the bottom, and piled up the churned egg whites into the shape of a hill. It's sprinkled with dots of blue forget-me-not.

On the edge of the hill is a small tree made of tiny pine branches, and the rejuvenating grass clusters around the pine branches like flames.

The rejuvenating grass has been blanched, and the last step is to frost the pine branches.

It's an absolute physical job, with the pot in one hand and a sieve as thin as a pinhole in the other. When pouring the syrup over the sieve, shake the sieve quickly.

Strands of sugar as thin as silver needles fall on the pine branches, forming a beautiful web.

Zhou Yansheng was stunned when he watched from the sidelines, this operation is a bit awesome!

When the time came, Xu Qiao's orange starry sky was also completed, on the cyan porcelain basin, the white snow-capped mountains were dotted with blue stars, the pine branches hung with syrup as thin as silver threads, and the clusters of fiery red rejuvenation grass under the trees gradually changed color in front of the judges and became a light gray!

The judges were surprised, they all recognized the rejuvenation grass, but they had never seen the rejuvenation grass that would change color!

After introducing Xu Qiao and her works, the host handed the microphone to Xu Qiao and asked her to talk about the meaning of her creative dishes.

Xu Qiao pursed the corners of her lips, and her eyes lit up a little when she looked at the camera: "Orange starry sky is a dish related to firefighting." Everyone also saw that the rejuvenating grass was originally red, symbolizing the merciless fire. And thousands of silver threads fell like water, extinguishing the fire, but only ashes remained......"

The judges nodded frequently, picked up the rejuvenating grass that had been eaten, and slowly tasted it.

The soup poured on the rejuvenation grass was also carefully prepared by Xu Qiao, and the best chicken soup was poured on it, locking the freshness of the rejuvenation grass.

Zhou Yansheng looked at the frequent nods of the judges and breathed a sigh of relief.

Xu Qiao also kept observing the judges' expressions, her palms were sweaty, and she couldn't help but hold them tightly.

Zhou Yansheng watched someone from the director team come up and whisper a few words in the ear of the chief judge, and suddenly had a bad premonition.