Chapter Twenty-Eight: Showing weakness with the intention of slapping the face
"Aren't these two competition tasks embarrassing?"
"Take a step, look at a step! It's boring!! ”
Lin Lan looked at the words on the light curtain and spat weakly.
A small bowl of hand-rolled noodles, how is it possible, let so much, the judges give, highly praised!!
"Lin Lan, what are you talking to yourself!" Su Mucheng's head suddenly came to Lin Lan's face, and Peach Blossom's eyes were full of doubts.
"No ......" Lin Lan couldn't explain clearly, and hurriedly turned his head to look at the crowd.
As ten o'clock approached, there were more and more people in the whole hall, and there were many people wearing chef hats and chef uniforms.
"People are starting to come, let's go check in first!" Su Mucheng saw that Lin Lan didn't answer, and he didn't care, so he pointed in a direction and walked over first.
"Well, okay, let's go over!" Lin Lan looked at the place Su Mucheng was pointing to, and vaguely, he seemed to have seen an acquaintance.
In the southeast corner of the hall, there is a place to sign in, several tables, side by side, and next to them are several ladies in formal clothes.
"We're from Orange Juice Catering Company, and that's proof of identity." Su Mucheng clicked on the phone a few times, and then showed the screen to the staff.
"Well, Ms. Su, this is your brand, be sure to keep it." After the staff looked up and checked, they immediately picked up the chef's card that was set aside.
"Lin Lan, let's go!" Su Mucheng took the chef's card, and was about to call Lin Lan to go to the location of their stove, but found that Lin Lan was talking to someone.
"Yo, Lin Lan? How did you get here? ”
"President Song, can I say that I was deceived by someone?"
"Lin Lan, this is the one, you can introduce me!"
Just when Lin Lan wanted to explain to Song Mayang, Su Mucheng walked over and stood beside Lin Lan, smiling.
Just now, Lin Lan's words of being deceived, Su Mucheng, can be heard.
"He, he's ......"
Lin Lan's behavior of wanting to vomit bitterness was interrupted, and he couldn't even answer.
"Haha, Lin Lan, someone called me, I'll go first."
Song Mayang's face changed, and he turned around and left without thinking.
"Hey! Why is he gone! A light flashed in Su Mucheng's eyes, "Lin Lan, I've signed in and got my chef's certificate, let's go to the 25th!" ”
"Song Mayang, why, he ran away all of a sudden!" Although Lin Lan was very puzzled, he could only follow Su Mucheng and went to the No. 25 stove first.
One hundred stoves, five in a row, moved down in turn, and the No. 25 stove, located in the fifth row of the fifth column, is not far from the position of the front judges.
As soon as Lin Lan walked to the No. 25 stove, he found that the No. 8 stove not far from him
In the position, Ma Yiguo of the old horse restaurant is standing. This couldn't help but make him a little embarrassed.
Fortunately, Ma Yiguo, for the time being, has not found out about his arrival.
"Lin Lan, how is it, you should be very confident, right!"
Just when he was thinking about how not to lose shame, Su Mucheng actually asked, and felt that he, it was possible, to get a ranking.
"Ha, there are so many seniors here, I dare to boast!"
Lin Lan smiled helplessly, thinking about giving Su Mucheng an account first.
The system certainly gives the task, but it doesn't matter if it is not completed.
"Yes, young man, it's better to be self-aware." At this moment, the stove next door, I don't know, the young man who emerged from there, sneered.
"Who are you, we speak, what do you interject!" Su Mucheng's willow eyebrows furrowed, and he scolded this mouthy man.
"Who am I? Don't be too surprised, little girl! The young man held his head high, an arrogant expression.
"This big brother, my friend, is in a bad mood, forgive me, your name, needless to say, it's better to wait a while and let the judges tell us!" Lin Lan didn't want to argue with anyone, so he took the lead in apologizing for Su Mucheng, and shook his head at Su Mucheng, signaling to her that there was no need to quarrel with a stranger at all.
"It's still you, kid, who can talk!" The young man's face was full of smiles, and it was obvious that what Lin Lan said just now made him very comfortable.
In front of the stove, Lin Lan quickly got busy, while Su Mucheng stood aside, thinking about what Lin Lan said.
The judges give points, report the number, and if you want to report the big name, you must at least get the top three in this "pasta competition" cooking competition.
In Su Mucheng's opinion, Lin Lan said this, on the surface, he was weaker to the other party, but in fact, he wanted to slap the other party in the face when he won the top three.
"I'm really, it's Lin Lan's fault." Su Mucheng thought to herself, thinking about everything, a smile resurfaced on her pretty face, helping Lin Lan.
However, if Lin Lan knew that Su Mucheng was thinking this way, then he was only afraid that he would cry to death, he was really not modest, he really felt that he was a dish!!
As the clock approached at ten o'clock, there were two people standing in front of all the stoves, and they were all there, waiting for the arrival of the judges.
It wasn't until the last moment that the nine judges stepped on the bell and came to the judges' seat, led by an old man in a black Tang suit, seventy or eighty years old, but his face was still full of spirit.
"Elder Zhang, do you want to say a few words." Song Mayang bent over, with a smile on his face, and respectfully asked the old man in Tang costume in front of him.
"No need, you just announce the rules, you don't have to be so serious." The old man in Tang costume walked straight past Song Mayang and sat in the middle of the judges' seat.
"Okay, Muen, rules, why don't you come!" Song Mayang is facing Han Muen, who has already sat on the judges' bench and is dressed in formal clothes.
"Hmm." Han Muen stood up, took the draft rules, walked closer to the stove, and read out the contents inside.
"This [Green Vine Food Publicity Exhibition and "Pasta Competition" Cooking Competition] is divided into two rounds, the first round, everyone, only need, to make a piece of their best noodles, according to the score, the top ten, enter the second round. ”
"In the second round, the top three will have trophies, and the first place can become the food ambassador of Green Vine this year.
The crowd of onlookers, hearing the first place, will become, this year's green vine's food ambassador, exclaimed. Journalists also took this opportunity to take pictures of the participating chefs from various angles.
Lin Lan and Su Mucheng were even photographed by several cameras. Ling Lin Lan is unusually big, are they so, eye-catching?
After the rules were announced, many people, began, cooking.
The sound of neat chopping vegetables, the sound of fire, and the sound of pots and spoons colliding......
A spoonful of olive oil was poured into the iron pot by Lin Lan ......, and everyone else had already started, he couldn't, just be there!
As the temperature of the olive oil rose, some white smoke came out slightly, Lin Lan did not choose to turn off the heat, quickly poured in the pork that had already been diced, shook the iron pot, and began to stir-fry regularly.