"How's the preparation?" Seeing Tang Hua and them coming back, Zhang Lao asked.

"It's ready, plus what was originally prepared should be enough!" Hearing Elder Zhang's words, Tang Hua nodded and responded.

"That's good, the game is about to start later, don't be nervous, just do your best!" Zhang Lao glanced at the time and comforted Tang Hua.

Zhang Lao's words came at the right time, Tang Hua was also participating in the competition for the first time, especially this kind of competition of cooking in front of so many audiences, so he was still quite nervous, but with Zhang Lao's comfort, Tang Hua felt much better.

"I see!"

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"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the 15th Nanhai City Cooking Competition, and now I announce that the competition has begun!" When the time reached eight o'clock, the host came to the stage with the microphone and said enthusiastically.

"Today's participants in the preliminary round of our cooking competition are from our eight most well-known hotels or restaurants in Nanhai City, they are: Zhang's Hotel, Longfeng Hotel, Jincheng Hotel...... There is also a small restaurant that is not large, but it is not well-known!"

"Now it's time for their participating chefs to play!"

"Okay, it's time for Tang Hua to play, come on!" Zhang Xiaoqian heard this, pushed Tang Hua, and encouraged.

Tang Hua nodded, and saw that there were people from other places going up, and Tang Hua also walked up from the stage.

"Okay, this is the contestant we are participating in the preliminary round of the cooking competition today, let us warmly welcome them!" Seeing Tang Hua and them all coming up, the host took the microphone and said loudly.

As soon as the host finished speaking, the audience burst into warm applause.

"Wow, the contestants in that restaurant are so young!"

"yes, it looks like my son is about the same age!"

"I don't know why, but I have a little more expectation for this small restaurant?"

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With Tang Hua's coming to power, although there was thunderous applause below, there were also some people who found Tang Hua's immature face and discussed it in a whisper below.

Tang Hua's hearing was also strengthened, in such a noisy environment, he actually heard these words, but these did not affect him, he exhaled deeply, adjusting his state.

"Okay, since the contestants have all come up, then please take your seats, the competition is about to start!" said the host to the contestants after introducing the eight contestants.

Hearing the host's words, Tang Hua and the other eight people also came to their own competition kitchen table.

"Now we have invited the judges of this cooking competition, they are .......!" Then it is to introduce today's judges, Tang Hua also saw the figure of Zhang Lao among the judges.

"The competition lasts for two hours, and the contestants need to make your dishes within these two hours, and after two hours, the judges will score your food, and the two with the highest scores will enter the final round!" The host finally said the last sentence and walked down from the stage, and now there are only eight chefs left on the stage.

Seeing the start of the game, Tang Hua took a deep breath and began to act in his hands.

Tang Hua picked up a piece of lean pork from the side, the knife in his hand flashed, and after a few seconds, the lean pork in front of him turned into a uniform piece of meat.

At the beginning, Tang Hua's superb knife work immediately attracted the attention of the audience and judges.

"Hey, this knife work is very good!" The middle-aged woman sitting next to Zhang Lao said with some surprise when she saw Tang Hua's knife work.

Hearing her words, the other judge also nodded and said, "However, knife skills of this level are generally only possible in the hands of those old chefs with decades of experience, and even many old chefs cannot achieve this, I really didn't expect it to appear in such a young man!"

"Hehe, that's of course, otherwise how could the restaurant let him play!" Hearing the conversation between these people, Zhang Lao interjected a little proudly.

"Oh, by the way, old man Zhang, I remember that this little restaurant seems to have something to do with you, right?

Hearing this person's words, several other judges also looked at Zhang Lao, wanting to know his answer.

Zhang Lao, who was originally quite proud, suddenly heard this person's words, and the smugness on his face gradually converged, revealing a wry smile: "I want to accept him as an apprentice, but I don't think I can teach him this cooking skill!"

"Can't teach, how is it possible?" Hearing Zhang Lao's words, the other judges were a little shocked and asked in disbelief.

The other judges who heard Mr. Zhang's answer also looked at him in shock.

"You can't even teach him, is his cooking skills already surpassing you?" The middle-aged woman glanced at Tang Hua who was performing on stage in shock, and asked Zhang Lao.

Hearing this woman's words, Zhang Lao shook his head and said, "How can I say it, his cooking skills may be similar to mine, but there are still some flaws, but these flaws can be made up by himself, so you say, what can I teach him?"

"I have reached such a high level of achievement at a young age, I want to take a good look!" After listening to Zhang Lao's words, the other people were difficult to calm down, you know, their cooking skills may be a little lower than Zhang Lao, and even their experience may not be comparable, but now Zhang Lao said that someone can not want to go up and down with him, although I don't know how to evaluate it, but this has already made them pay attention to Tang Hua.

As for Tang Hua on the stage, he was not affected by the below, and his mind was now immersed in the kitchen table.

Today, the dish made by Tang Hua is very simple and famous, that is, it is called Hua Chicken.

It is called Hua Chicken, also known as "Hua Zi Chicken", "Yellow Clay Simmered Chicken", "Beggar Chicken", etc., which is a famous dish of Su cuisine.

According to legend, at the end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, at the foot of JS Changshu Yu Mountain, a beggar occasionally got a chicken, but there was no cooking utensils and seasonings, and even the boiling water could not be found. In desperation, the beggar had a whimsical idea to put the chicken with its belly broken and mud into the firewood pile to simmer. After the soil is dry and hard, the chicken feathers fall off with the mud, and the chicken fragrance is fragrant. Later, this practice was imitated by others and became a famous spot in Changshu, and it was named Huaji because of its founder.

And, what Tang Hua is going to do today is this dish, of course, this called Hua Chicken is not the same as the ordinary called Hua Chicken, Tang Hua himself has made great improvements to it.