Chapter 457: Remembered

At this time, one of the ten judges is seated. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

A half-centennial man was communicating with the judges around him.

"Brother Li, you all understand! If a contestant named White Little Wolf is brought up, you can't pass it!" said the old man.

The old man's name is Zhang Qishu, although he has no direct acquaintance with the white wolf, but he has a little grudge against the white wolf.

Because it was just to invite the white wolf, he couldn't set up the score in the end, so the apprentice was scolded by himself, and then he didn't expect the apprentice's heart to be very fragile, so he committed suicide.

However, this is just Zhang Qishu's inner thoughts, the real situation is that his apprentice set up a score, and then the white wolf did not dump him, and finally was threatened by Zhang Qishu, and finally forced under pressure, and then committed suicide.

But now everything is useless.

Because the white wolf can advance directly, these qualifiers have nothing to do with him.

Zhang Qishu quickly left the judges' bench, and then went to the audience.

As a master chef, Zhang Qishu has a high position.

After he sat down, and then looked at the audience of the Chefs Association, he was stunned.

Because he saw that the white wolf was sitting in it.

"That's Vice President Youji, why is the white wolf with her! Could it be that Vice President Youji also sees his potential! Damn! I'm not reconciled!" Zhang Qishu muttered in his heart.

The fists creaked.

The people on the side seemed to know Zhang Qishu, and then asked:

"Lao Zhang, what's wrong?"

"It's okay! Just move your joints! People are old, it's just a little wrong!" Zhang Qishu suddenly said with a smile.

"Haha! You're going to be old, and if you're old, aren't I going to be in a coffin?" the man laughed. Indeed, this person is much older than Zhang Qishu.

So the two started chatting and farting.

However, Zhang Qishu still kept an eye on the white wolf.

"It seems that my preparations have been in vain! Not only did I kill my apprentice, but I also released the old man's pigeons! Very good! Even if you have the vice president to protect you, there is also the old man behind you!" Thinking of this, Zhang Qishu was very quiet.

Originally, after he learned that his apprentice had committed suicide, he seemed very calm, and wanted to blackmail the white wolf, and then let the white wolf worship under him, so that the white wolf would be his apprentice, and no matter how far the white wolf went in the future, people would mention him as a master.

People who have reached the stage of Zhang Qishu are basically for fame, not profit.

Living to this point, the benefits are enough.

Unless it's some other temptation of immortality, or something like that, but unfortunately no one does.

The competition of the junior division began.

That is, a group of people enter, and there are people patrolling back and forth during the period.

Some people were just in a hurry, so they were just cleared of the venue, otherwise they would disrupt others.

Gradually, everyone in the audience was invited out. The people who stayed behind performed well one by one, you must know that this is a plus.

As a chef, taste is important, but you also have to be able to play tricks, otherwise it won't have a visual impact and you won't be interested in your dishes.

When the white wolf saw these people's cooking demonstrations, he was immediately uninterested.

Because there's really nothing difficult about it.

The main thing is that the strength is low, the difficult ones cannot be mastered, and many people have failed.

Then he was directly asked out.

Therefore, the frequency of elimination is quite high.

Time flies.

Gradually, there were thousands of contestants, and only four or five hundred remained.

They have gradually made their own proud dishes.

In the first game, the test is the on-the-spot performance.

These are all passable.

As for the dishes, no one will taste them.

And if you have done a dish once, you can't continue to do it next time, which is very simple for some people who know the details, and many people who don't know this will regret it in their hearts!

That's it for the morning.

There will be a second session in the afternoon.

At that time, the conference will give a piece of information, and the contestants will understand one dish after another, and then make their own understanding.

You also need to have an explanation, and if it doesn't make sense, then sorry, no one will eat it, no matter how good you are. Because as a true chef, it's not just about the dishes, it's about the story.

It can be said that the cooking skills in this world are still all-encompassing. It's not simple at all.

When the white wolf saw this, he was very happy in his heart.

You know, there is very little understanding of the allusions of this world.

Even if it's made up, I don't know if it's useful?

But in fact, it doesn't matter to the white wolf, because he has a black technology watch and mobile phone, which can instantly complete the Internet to check information, and the elf in it can answer for him. It's very convenient and fast.

This is one of the pieces of equipment on the white wolf.

Regarding the black technology products on the white wolf, Ma Xiaohu is not curious at all.

And it seems that they are all out of print now.

At noon, Zhang Wuxing invited the two to a restaurant she opened, and she was the owner here, but no one knew.

And it's a dessert shop, and it's very popular with young men and women, and they like to come here to talk about love.

It can be said that this is a hobby of Zhang Wuxing.

For eating sweets, Ma Xiaohu and Baixiao Wolf don't care, the innate realm can remove the impurities in the food without absorbing it.

So it's just the taste that is eaten.

In a private room, the table for four people is filled with desserts, cakes, pastries, sweet soups and other types of desserts.

In fact, Zhang Wuxing's main thing is to let them taste it.

"How about these desserts?" asked Zhang Wuxing.

"Not bad! It's not sweet, it's not light, and it's not sucrose, it seems to be a simple sugar extracted from a new kind of plant, and it's not harmful to the body!" said the white wolf.

"Hehe! Yes, the sugar used here is not special! It comes from a plant called sweetheart, this is my sister's secret, you have to keep it secret!" Zhang Wuxing smiled.

"It's not bad to eat desserts occasionally, I eat them often, but I don't feel it!" said the white wolf.

Anya said:

"You don't know how to appreciate! You must know that in foreign countries, the vice president is the most popular!"

"Foreigners like to eat sweets, and it's not unusual to be popular!" said White Wolf.

Ma Xiaohu is eating slowly, to be honest, after so many years, he has not eaten dessert properly.

Now that I eat it, my taste buds are not bad, and it can be said that over the years, Ma Xiaohu has faded out of the birds.

Then eat it all, bowl by bowl.

Now the gluttonous power in the body, because of the collection of spirit beads, can be safely controlled. It doesn't go berserk on its own as before, and then it needs to eat like crazy before it can be relieved.

Zhang Wuxing was curious about Ma Xiaohu, because Ma Xiaohu ate very seriously.

"Little wolf brother, do you see? As for food, you have to taste it slowly! No matter what you eat, this is called eating delicious food!" But as soon as he finished speaking.

Ma Xiaohu directly swept the dessert on the table in an instant.

"Just because I didn't say it!" Zhang Wuxing said speechlessly.

Ma Xiaohu smiled slightly.

"It tastes good, but if you make it yourself, it tastes even better!"

"When the cooking competition is over, I will invite you to eat my best colorful glazed soup! After eating, you will never forget it!" Zhang Wuxing said.

"Well, I'm looking forward to it now!" said the white wolf.

Ma Xiaohu nodded slightly.

The time passed quickly, and the afternoon came.

The white wolf also wants to see what the topic is, and it is really unique to see such a competition. (To be continued.) )