At the same time, the staff of the Chef Association walked to the edge of the kitchen table and began to select the judges of the kitchen bucket.

"Forehead ......"

But before he could speak, as many as a few powerful forces enveloped his body, making him feel as if he was in the middle of a snowy plateau, feeling the cold at the same time, there was also a feeling of difficulty breathing.

A trace of cold sweat slowly seeped out of his forehead.

However, this is still because of the fact that his strength is not high, and he is not hostile, the owner who released the coercion intends to keep his hand and does not target it with malicious intentions, otherwise with the strength of this group of coercion initiators, it is estimated that a shock can make him faint, or even directly make him die with an effect similar to cardiac arrest.

This shows how dangerous the staff of the Chef Guild during the Master Chef exam is. According to the statistics of the past years, there are as many as 1,000 staff members who have psychological problems due to the inability to resist the pressure during the chef's kitchen fight, and even the staff who have been abolished have made the staff in charge of kitchen affairs tremble every year, fearing that they will follow in the footsteps of other companions.

"Boy, how about giving this opportunity to the old man?" Under the ring, a rich old man said with a smile at the expressionless middle-aged man not far away. like

Of course, this is on the surface, but in the dark places that ordinary people can't perceive, a coercion that is also not malicious directly surged towards the other party, impacting the latter's mind.

"Please. The middle-aged man's eyes flickered and he admitted.

"Well, the son can be taught. The old man was satisfied.

"The old thing will also know how to bully the juniors. The other old man said dismissively.

"What, do you have an opinion?" the old man asked rhetorically, tilting his eyes sideways.

It's funny to have a posture where I'll slap you in the face when you speak.

"Hmph, I'm too lazy to meet you in general. The other old man pouted, and then he was not polite, but also very dirty with his momentum to deter a junior who was about to come out, and walked towards the kitchen counter.

It's just that they are fast, and there are people who are faster than them, only to see a flash of 'whew', an old man with a sloppy figure who looks like a beggar appeared above the kitchen counter, and in an instant, many people's faces changed, and they looked at each other, and they all saw the surprise and astonishment in each other's eyes.

"I didn't expect this adult to come. Someone who recognized the old man's identity muttered under his breath.

There was reverence in the tone.

"Who is that senior?" asked the young man next to him, who was unreasonable.

"Central Plains hero, Hong Qihong senior!" the man explained.

"Is that the Central Plains hero who was born in the Song Kingdom, helped the Song Kingdom repel the attack of the barbarians outside the Saiwai Dynasty, saved thousands of people on the border, and was known as a living hero, but in the end he declined the reward of the Song Emperor, took over the post of the soul general, and guarded the peace of the people in the Central Plains, Hong Qigong Hong's senior?" said the young man in disbelief in shock.

"Yes, it's that old man Hong. The man affirmed.

Looking at the old man on the kitchen counter, his eyes were full of respect and yearning.

Then came the young man, who also looked at the old man on the kitchen table with admiration and reverence and yearning.

"Let the old guy take a place, are you okay?" Hong Qi looked at the people under the kitchen table with a smile, and his tone was kind.

What can the others say about this? I had to shake my head and acquiesce, Hong Qi snatched a judge's position.

Then the seating activity continued, and finally after some tossing, three men and one woman, two old and two middle school four people came out of the crowd from the foodie masters, went up to the kitchen table, and sat down with Hong Qi in the judges' seat.

After the stage of the kitchen bucket was built, a metal ball the size of a volleyball flew up from one side of the kitchen table, flew to the front of the kitchen table, and the round hole similar to an eye in front of the kitchen table was aimed at the entire kitchen table, and everything on the kitchen table was presented in a special way on a void screen that appeared out of thin air, enlarged and played out as clearly as a real screen.

Obviously, this is also a novelty produced by the influence of the dead of modern people and the new technological civilization.

......

At the beginning, the process was basically the same as when Chen Hu challenged the chefs in the real fantasy world, the five judges randomly wrote the questions on a piece of paper, and then put them into a sealed box prepared in advance, and then the staff who acted as the master of ceremonies selected the final theme in front of everyone. In this way, the level of the two chefs can be detected fairly and realistically, so that there will be no excessive gap.

Of course, it is not excluded that those unlucky European emperors are just that, and if they draw the type they are good at, they can't pick if they win.

And this draw is more fair, the theme is unbiased, it is a hero! But it is also very difficult to answer.

After all, compared to those questions with a clear theme, the question of hero is too conceptual, too vague, and does not match the cooking skills, so it is really difficult to think of a dish that fits the theme in a short period of time if you really want to answer it.

Chen Hu, who didn't know when he arrived under the kitchen counter, also frowned, thinking about how to answer this question.

"Do you want to work on the kitchen heart?"

Then Chen Hu raised his head and his gaze fell back on the big screen in mid-air, wanting to see how the two answered.

Then he saw Chu Nan's eyes flash, stretched out his hand to summon the staff, took the pen and paper, wrote the materials he needed, sneered at Ye Tianci opposite, and walked to the kitchen counter for his own use with his head held high.

It seems that this Tang League junior has already figured out the answer. One of the two old men's eyes lit up, and he whispered with anticipation in his eyes.

There is no contempt and contempt for mixed races, and the attitude is very peaceful.

Of course, this may also be because his identity at this time is just a foodie waiting for food, not a person from the Jianghu ethnic group, so he instinctively shielded the cognition brought by subjective thoughts, and was ready to get to know Chu Nan from the culinary skills.

"I'm afraid that what he brought is plausible. ”

"It's good to have something to eat, but don't care if he's on topic?" the only woman among the five raised her eyebrows and giggled.

"Qigong, what do you think?"

"Hehe, I just want to know what kind of dishes he will serve later. Hong Qi said with a smile.

Not long after, Ye Tianci finally figured out a way to answer, called the staff, and gave the ingredients he needed.

It's just that at this time, Chu Nan, who had obtained the ingredients in advance, had already started his cooking.

A full-term calf was killed on the spot, bloodletted, internal organs and other obstructions were removed, and various spice bags were inserted into the cleaned body cavity to re-stitch the belly of the cow, and it was put on a poplar spear, placed on an iron frame, and the calf was roasted at a very high temperature by lighting a charcoal fire.

There is no delay in the whole process, and the cooking skills of the Western Regions are vividly displayed.