"Playing the pathos card?" Bai Fan sneered: "This guy's IQ is not low, and he actually knows that he has the advantage of taking the lead." ”

When he was about to take measures, Bai Fan found that Meng Tong suddenly stepped forward, Bai Fan was a little puzzled but didn't speak.

Meng Tong looked around, then suddenly grabbed a kitchen knife from the table and raised it high.

Seeing this action, everyone was frightened: What is this for? Are you ready to cut someone if you don't agree with each other?

"Listen to me: My name is Meng Tong! I live in Jingkou Alley! I'm the cook of the Bai family's private restaurant! I've been bullied since I was a kid! I grew up in a bad family, being threatened, bullied, coaxed and so on countless times since I was a child, and this time was the same. ”

"You know who is bullying whom Fu Qiang, and I don't bother to argue with you! But now I don't care: I have Bai Fan by my side, so I'm not afraid of you! ”

"Now, don't give me any crookedness, everyone has the ability to see the real chapter under your hands! I'll let you see how good my Meng Tong's cooking skills are! ”

All of them were dumbfounded.

"You said that with that Bai Fan by your side, you are not afraid? Who are you, Bai Fan? Fu Qiang held back the words.

Meng Tong violently chopped the kitchen knife on the cutting board, and there was a loud sound of chopping the cutting board.

"Bai Fan's woman! Never throw in the towel! ”

Bai Fan didn't know how to describe his feelings.

Bai Fan's woman?

Hehe.

This time, the audience was shocked.

Meng Tong's appearance itself belongs to that kind of pitiful type: since he was a child, he had all kinds of inferiority complex because his family was poor, and he looked at the little girl next door who had everything, and everything was better than himself, but he could only comfort himself and deceive himself that he didn't like these things.

When he was a teenager, he began to bear the burden of family life when he was still enjoying his youth, and took care of his bedridden parents for several years when his parents were sick.

Meng Tong's life was raised in the midst of all kinds of misfortunes: humble, but extremely strong.

"Meng Tong, that's a good point." Bai Fan patted Meng Tong's shoulder and smiled.

"Sister Meng Tong, you are so handsome!" Mitsu's face was intoxicated.

Meng Tong's eyes rolled twice, and then quietly looked at Bai Fan: "Was I too arrogant just now?" ”

"Remember to be more arrogant in the future." Bai Fan laughed: "Okay, use your dishes, and smoke that bullshit chef over there!" You're going to win. ”

Meng Tong nodded, and then his whole face was like a red apple.

The host wiped his sweat at this time: "Okay...... Then let's get ready for the game to begin. Let me start with the rules: each side makes four dishes within the specified time, which is evaluated by our judges, and each dish has one point for each judge, which means that the full score of one dish is ten points, and the full score of four dishes is forty points, and whoever has the higher score will win. If both sides have the same score, add a dish to overtime, do you all understand? ”

Meng Tong and Fu Qiang both nodded.

"Alright, let's start the game now! Twenty minutes per dish, start now! ”

Both sides are starting to get busy.

Meng Tong's first dish was wrapped in a lion's head.

And Fu Qiang's first dish is a very famous sweet and sour pork.

Both of these dishes are meat dishes, and they are both hard dishes, although they are not complicated to make, but they are very good at the level of finesse of a chef.

The judges left their seats one after another, watching the operation of both sides.

Fu Qiang's operation is like a smooth flow, every action is very standard and in place, it looks like a deliberate performance, so that the judges keep nodding, which is obviously quite recognized.

Meng Tong's operation looks much rougher, and his movements look very reckless, even a little rude: the big kitchen knife is cut directly on the board, and he grabs the meat directly with both hands, while Fu Qiang will wear a pair of gloves whenever he wants to come into contact with food, and all the French kitchenware used looks very delicate, which is pleasing to the eye just by looking at it.

In the eyes of many people, this is already a high judgment.

Ten minutes later, the dishes of the two people were ready.

The sweet and sour sour sluggling meat exudes a tempting aroma, while the wrapped lion's head looks like just a few large meatballs, and there is nothing special about it.

"Okay, now that the first dish of the two of you has been baked, please come up and judge it."

The ten judges looked at each other, and one of the five gourmets seemed to have sent a representative to stand up and say, "I'm sorry, but I'd like to make it clear that after watching these two cooks, my friends and I want to affirm that we refuse to taste that stuffed lion's head." ”

As soon as these words came out, the host looked confused: "What do you mean?" ”

"I just watched Ms. Meng Tong cooking: she didn't disinfect her hands at all before cooking, and then directly touched the food with her hands during cooking, which is very unhygienic, and she is likely to get sick if she eats such food, so we refuse to eat it!"

Fu Qiang smiled on the side.

"And Chef Fu Qiang's all operations are carried out in accordance with the most correct cooking method, and the food that comes out of this way is the real food, and this plate of sweet and sour pork is really mouth-watering! So in this round, my four peers and I scored five points for Master Fu Qiang at the same time, while on Miss Meng Tong's side, we could only give zero points, and in terms of cooking techniques, this has already divided the winner and loser. ”

Hearing this conclusion, everyone was shocked: is there still such an operation? If you don't eat it, you can directly divide the winner and loser?

Bai Fan looked at the five gourmets, didn't speak at first, but continued to look at the remaining five people,

The three awl-faced beauty Internet celebrities looked at each other and couldn't make up their minds, and the last two university teachers seemed to be discussing something.

"Master, do you want to do anything with the other person's dish?" Bai Fan's mind remembered a ghost's voice: This ghost is called a mad ghost, which specifically interferes with people's normal minds: last time, Wu Weiwei was a mad ghost who could memorize the whole number wrong.

"Don't worry, Meng Tong has made this dish thousands of times, I believe in her strength. And now it looks like things are going to take some interesting turns. Bai Fan shook his head and said.

At this time, the two university teachers stood up: "We want to try the lion's head first." ”

The host nodded: "Then please." ”

Both university teachers were old men: they looked to be at least sixty years old, and they were both very thin. The two of them walked up to the lion's head and touched the big meatballs with chopsticks.

As soon as the chopsticks touch, the large meatballs are directly divided into two halves.

The two old men sniffed it, and then one of them began to eat half of it.

(End of chapter)