Red Sleeves immediately walked over, supported Song Yao, and asked aggrievedly: "Do you judges intend to test my wife's adaptability?" Why are our stoves and air outlets blocked? ”

"What?" Mr. Fan was the first to speak: "Impossible, all the stoves, we have checked, there will never be such a thing." ”

"Could it be that we are seeking defeat by ourselves and blocking the outlet?" Red Sleeves said angrily: "Madame has been unwell these days, and she can't see the smoke anymore, and she can't get along with her body?" ”

When Mr. Fan heard this, he looked at Song Yao and saw that she was indeed coughing and was about to be unable to stand, and her face was a little abnormal.

"We'll look into it. In the Chef Competition, there will never be unfair competition. Mr. Fan arched his hand and said: "Let Song Niangzi be frightened, and please forgive Song Niangzi." ”

"It's okay, I'm sorry for you. cough cough cough cough ......" Song Yao smiled weakly, before she took the veil away, she coughed a few times again and again, as if she almost coughed her lungs out, so she had to cover her mouth and nose again, and said to everyone: "I will find a way to deal with it, please go back, so as not to make the uninformed panic, which will affect the event." ”

"Song Niangzi is broad-minded, I won't bother later, and after the game, I will give Song Niangzi another explanation." The judges expressed their stance one after another and turned back to the judges' bench.

Song Yao put down the handkerchief, swept his gaze over the small kitchen of No. 5, and instructed Qinghai: "Check the details of No. 5 for me, you have a lot of ways to rectify people, and I want to make them unpeaceful for a period of time in the near future." ”

"Leave this matter to me, Madame, although rest assured, Madame will never let Madame down." Qinghai patted his chest and said.

Soon, it was time for the final rating.

Song Yao's ten dishes and one soup were quite popular, and some judges couldn't even help but eat a few more bites, so that the dishes of others behind them were only symbolically tasted.

There is no need to wait for the results to come out, everyone can see who is high and who is low, and Song Yao must have good results in this round.

"Song Niangzi's roast duck is very novel, can the jury be allowed to auction it?" Mr. Fan is full of praise for the roast duck.

In this dynasty, there was no such way to eat roast duck, especially like Peking duck, which was eaten in pancakes, green vegetables, and dipping sauces, and the taste was even more likable.

"The roast duck production process is complicated, that is, I keep watch in the kitchen all day, and I can get at most one a day, if I really want to auction, I only have ten days to make roast duck, otherwise it will delay my preparation for the next event." After thinking about it for a while, Song Yao replied with a light smile: "However, in another year, I will open a roast duck restaurant, and I am afraid that this roast duck will not be sold at a very good price." ”

"A year is too long for people who don't want to wait to pay a premium for it." Mr. Fan smiled rarely.

"If this is the case, then follow Mr. Fan's wishes." Song Yao nodded.

"Mrs. Song, what special condiments do you put in this soup?" Another judge asked.

"That's true, but it involves a secret recipe, please forgive Song Yao for not making it public." Song Yao said apologetically.

"No wonder, a bowl of clear soup can be so delicious, Song Niangzi is really innovative." The judges approved.

Ten judges, everyone came forward to ask, Song Yao's ten dishes and one soup were not left behind.

Although it is too simple to mix tofu with shallots, among so many meat dishes, there is a light vegetarian dish, which makes you have an appetite.

Although the other participating chefs were also asked about some dishes, the attitude of the judges was obviously not as high as Song Yao's dishes.

There is no doubt that after the judges scored, they loudly announced: "No. 3 Song Niangzi, full marks for all dishes." Considering that there was a problem in Song Niangzi's kitchen, it did not affect her and the team's performance, so we added two points to show the judges' apology. ”

"Second place No. 4 ......"

With the announcement of the results, everyone has made it clear that Song Yao's comprehensive score is far higher than everyone else.

Take your own score card, and when she stepped off the stage, Song Yao looked in the direction of No. 5, and a gentle smile was pulled up at the corner of her mouth, but it made the other party dodge.

On the other side of the kitchen, Red Sleeves, Qinghai and others have already cleaned all the things inside, and they will never show others the way to make roast duck.

After returning to the Song Mansion, Song Yao and the others had a full meal every time.

Before, Song Yao said that she could only make one roast duck a day, purely to sell it at a good price, after all, scarcity is expensive.

There are too many rich masters in Yunzhou City, and they will shoot roast duck for the sake of face, otherwise when others show off, won't they fall behind?

Song Yao originally planned to take advantage of these few days to move to the newly bought house.

But Qinghai and others blocked it one by one.

"Madame is competing, it is not appropriate to relocate at this time, it is unlucky." Qinghai was the first to stand up against it.

"Slaves and maids have also heard such words, when doing things, it is best not to relocate, otherwise it will collide with luck." Red Sleeves also persuaded him: "Madame might as well wait a little longer, and after the God of Food Contest is over, we will move again." Besides, the move is to hold a housewarming banquet, and the lady is not free to socialize now. ”

"Red Sleeves is right, how can we have that time!" Qinghai immediately echoed: "Madame's current name, if you hold a housewarming banquet, someone will inevitably come to congratulate you." But when the lady is crowned the god of cooking, the value will be different. ”

Song Yao is not superstitious about these, but she also knows how to follow the customs.

And the words behind Qinghai can impress Song Yao the most.

What a gift!

It's just that if you move, you can receive so many gifts, and you can have a reason to make more people, Song Yao will not miss such an opportunity.

"Well, I'll just listen to you." Song Yao nodded.

"What sound?" Qinghai suddenly restrained his smile and walked out of the flower hall.

"Slaves and maids should go and see it too." Redsleeves said as he walked away.

only heard Qinghai's wail, and the person fell to the ground, holding his chest in pain.

Seeing this, Red Sleeves hurriedly spread his arms and stood in front of Song Yao, and shouted loudly: "Madame, go quickly, the slave and maid are here to block." ”

Song Yao's vision was blocked, except for seeing Qinghai injured, she really didn't know what was happening outside.

"Sister Song, it's time for the people under your command to teach a lesson, even I can't recognize it, look for a fight!" A crisp voice came.

Song Yao laughed when she heard this, patted the back of the red sleeves, and motioned for her to get out of the way.

When she saw the outfit of the comer, Song Yao's smile gradually distorted, and it took a long time before she burst out laughing.

"Sister Song also laughed at me!" Sun Ling crossed his waist and stood in front of Song Yao to question, his little face bulging, obviously angry.

"Sun Ling, can you tell me what happened during this time? Lian Sheng said that you would come, why did you come so late. And also...... Burst! Song Yao couldn't hold back her laughter, and under Sun Ling's glare, she had to turn her face away from her before she could finish the rest of the words, "Why are you dressed like this?" Except for the people you know well, I'm afraid they won't recognize you. ”

I saw that Song Yao was dressed as a man, and he didn't know what was smeared on his face, he was dirty like a little beggar, and he also had a striking big mole and a dirty braid on his head.

"But Sister Song recognized it! That fool in Qinghai dared to make a move on me, and he was so angry with me! Sun Ling stomped his feet and said, "I don't care, Sister Song has to vent for me, or I'll ......."

Sun Ling was for a long time, and he couldn't say how he wanted to punish Qinghai.

Knowing that Sun Ling was unhappy, Song Yao no longer teased her, and said with a light smile: "This is really not possible, Qinghai is now half a chef, and the roast duck he makes is first-class, and if you hurt him, you will be useless." Why don't I ask him to make two roast ducks for you to try, which can be regarded as reparation? ”

"Roast duck?" Sun Ling shook his head, "I don't want to eat roast duck!" When I entered the house, I asked for a fragrance, I want to eat that. ”

"The fragrance that the girl said is the smell of roast duck." Seeing that Song Yao and Sun Ling were very familiar, Red Sleeves saluted and said with a smile: "The slave maid took the girl to wash up, so as to give Qinghai time to prepare, okay?" ”