But what Song Yao didn't know was that Linfeng and the others in the dark were drooling one by one, they had been lying on the roof of the small kitchen for so long, and they had already smelled the fragrance of the cake, but they had no chance to show up, so they could only miss the food again.

Red Sleeves and the others all ate cake at one time, and the opinions and evaluations they gave were similar to Uncle De's, Song Yao knew that it was impossible to rely on these people to evaluate whether she was good enough, in the eyes of those who had never eaten it, this was authentic.

Only by doing a few more comparisons can you make a better cake and have the greatest chance of winning.

In the days before the competition, Song Yao was making cakes repeatedly, and the moon cakes only went to the kitchen once and asked them to do the same.

The moon cakes of this era are still made in the way of fried and steamed, and Song Yao is confident that she will use traditional moon cakes and new moon cakes to add points in this regard.

Finally on the day of the competition, Song Yao came to the position of her competition with red sleeves and others, cooking traditional food in front of everyone, cakes and moon cakes were prepared at home, Song Yao only needed to write and paint on the cake, and then set it up.

Because of Song Yao's presence, the front row of this year's audience was occupied by some students, just to see what kind of limelight this woman they admired.

"Look, Mrs. Song is painting on the flatbread!" Some students shouted excitedly.

"Song Niangzi's thin gold body is already admired by us, I don't know what kind of shock the painting will bring, I really look forward to it." Someone clenched their fists, and if it weren't for the fact that the venue was guarded, they would have run to the ring to watch.

"Such a strange woman, but her fate is bumpy, and it is really difficult for her to retain the respect for learning in her heart, and rely on her cooking skills to teach her children to support her family." Someone lamented.

The ordinary people in the back didn't care about this, they just wanted to know what the flatbread made by Song Yao was, which was the only one that was different on the stage.

The family group is in a position with a better view, which is related to the results of the players, so that they can see the competition process of their relatives clearly.

Song Yuanbao was always smiling, eating a snack from time to time, and when he heard the voices in the crowd, almost all of them revolved around Song Yao, and said in a stinky voice: "These people are really rare and strange, my mother will know so much, what's so strange." But they are so noisy, it affects my mother's play, can I do it? ”

Mr. Rong Chuan, who was wearing a hat, nodded and said, "What the kid said makes sense, the rules of this God of Food Contest should be changed." ”

Uncle De was also wearing a hat, and he also echoed Mr. Rong Chuan's words, and neither of them noticed Song Yuanbao's disdainful eyes, let alone heard him muttering quietly.

"It's like you can dictate the rules of the competition, bragging!" Song Yuanbao whispered, grabbed a piece of cake and handed it to Yinzi, "Brother Yinzi, let's eat something to cushion our stomachs first, the game will still be over for a while, don't let them all eat it all." ”

"Hmm." Yinzi nodded, and while eating the cake, he didn't forget the master and servant of Mr. Rong Chuan next door to Fan, lest they all eat out, but Song Yuanbao had to be hungry, and as a scholar, he had to take care of his little master.

Mo said that he was offstage, but several chefs on the stage also looked at Song Yao from time to time, and when they saw him painting with a focused expression, they all showed doubts in their eyes, and guessed Song Yao's intentions in their hearts.

There are also judges who have paid special attention to Song Yao, but now they are even more curious when they see her style, and after discussion, several people came to Song Yao's examination room to observe what she was doing.

After seeing Song Yao's paintings, one of the judges shouted: "Painting on dim sum is really wonderful, especially this paint, it seems to be not ordinary, I don't know what it is made of, and what it tastes like." ”

"I heard that Song Niangzi's thin gold body is worth a thousand gold, and I don't know if I will be lucky enough to see it today." Another judge also expressed anticipation.

The judges looked at Song Yao's paintings, their expressions became more and more focused, and they unconsciously lost the light of the examination room.

"Guys, could you please leave me some light?" Song Yao frowned, put down the brush in her hand for the time being, and said politely.

"Excuse me. Please continue, continue. Several people hurriedly took a step back, leaving only a light in front of Song Yao.

Seeing this, Song Yao said helplessly: "Red sleeves, hang the night pearl, don't delay everyone's work." ”

"Yes, ma'am." Red Sleeves obeyed the order, and in the small kitchen with only three walls, he chose two positions and hung two night pearls.

Although it is daytime now, it is not too dark to be blocked by people, but after hanging the night pearl, it still makes the examination room a lot brighter.

This time, the onlookers couldn't help but be surprised, and even the judges' expressions changed.

The Night Pearl is a precious and rare thing, most of them are in the royal family or aristocratic homes, Song Yao has just risen to have such a treasure, which shows how hard its backer is.

Yes, everyone unconsciously took a step back, and had a little respect for Song Yao, and they all knew in their hearts that Song Yao must win the championship this year, otherwise their end may be miserable.

Of course, Song Yao's cooking skills themselves are also worthy of the title of kitchen god.

After painting on three cakes in a row, Song Yao's tired wrist was a little sore, so he stopped to rest for a while, and by the way, he ordered his subordinates to put the cakes on the shelf.

The next three blocks are written with three poems, although they are not as beautiful as those written on paper, but they also have a unique flavor.

On the top three layers, Song Yao is decorated with melons and fruits, and the jam outlines the graphics, and different patterns are posed.

"Song Niangzi's whimsy, don't say how the pastry tastes, it is this creativity, and it deserves to be the first prize in this event." After watching the nine-tiered cake, the judges sighed.

"Everyone, it's too good, since it's a chef competition, you should give a comprehensive score, although the appearance is beautiful, the score can't be higher than the taste, otherwise wouldn't you put the cart before the horse?" Song Yao smiled lightly.

"Song Niangzi, I am a showman, I have always admired Mrs. Font, and today Mrs. painted on the dim sum, I don't know if I can wait to observe it." Someone in the audience shouted.

"This ......" Song Yao looked at the judges, and said with some embarrassment: "The little woman is not talented, and she has no intention of performing arts, the nine-tower cake has been formed, once it is reassembled, it will definitely be damaged, please call the shots." ”

Seeing that Song Yao only had the intention of being embarrassed and had no look of refusal, the judges understood what she meant, and they were happy to cooperate with the audience's thoughts, so that Song Yao's victory was well deserved.

"Please ask Mrs. Song to let people take it down, this Chef God Contest is a matter that affects the entire Yunzhou City and even the entire food industry of the Great Zhou Kingdom, so everyone should see it clearly." After a few symbolic discussions, everyone said to Song Yao.

"The little woman is more respectful than obedient." Song Yao instructed Red Sleeves: "Red Sleeves, you let everyone who can pull out their hands come over to help, and by the way, explain the meaning of the Nine Towers Cake." ”

"Yes, ma'am." Red Sleeves owed, wiped his hands, and beckoned a few girls to come out, otherwise he would not be able to carry the cake out together by relying on a few fixed servants, and the scene would naturally not be so spectacular.

Soon, the installed cake was disassembled, but unfortunately there was a hole in the middle, which affected the aesthetics.