At one o'clock in the afternoon, the recording of the "Chef God Competition" competition officially began.

All departments are ready, and the audience is entering the venue one after another.

"Chinese cuisine is broad and profound, and who competes with Xin Xin's cooking skills. Hello to the audience and friends in front of the TV set, welcome to watch the exclusive title broadcast by Ternglu of 'Not all milk is called Ternglu', I am the host Xiao Hong. ”

"Next, I would like to introduce to you the strong jury of this competition, they are Mr. Jiang Youwei, the master of gourmet cooking, welcome!"

"Welcome, Ms. Zhang Yuyan, an internationally renowned gourmet!"

"Senior food blogger Miss Hu Lan, welcome!"

"In addition, I would like to introduce the special guest of this competition, Ms. Zhang Lindie, welcome!"

"Finally, let us welcome the six contestants of this competition with the warmest applause!"

The applause and cheers at the scene were thunderous.

During the broadcast of VcR on the big screen, Chen Feng and five other players came to the stage.

His appearance immediately attracted ridicule from the audience.

"Who is this kid in the end, he still looks like a child, can he cook?"

"I guess you can't even take a kitchen knife, right?"

"How could the program team let such a person participate in the competition!"

"It's ridiculous to have nothing but handsome!"

Chen Feng naturally heard the discussion of the audience below.

He was smiling and unhurried.

Being too handsome is easy to be controversial, which he has long been used to.

Su Xinyao and Su Xinyue sat in the middle of the second row of the audience, two pairs of clear eyes like fawns looking nervously at the stage, and from time to time they got together to make a few whispered discussions.

A doting glance at the pair of sisters.

Chen Feng shifted his gaze to the judges' seat again.

Yo, that's amazing!

Four judges, two family members.

One is the mother-in-law, the other is the aunt, these two women almost spoiled him in their mouths.

Jiang Youwei and Chen Feng also know each other, he invited Chen Feng to participate in the Chef God Contest more than once, and he attached great importance to Chen Feng.

The last food blogger Hu Lan, who looks no more than twenty years old, is not familiar with Chen Feng.

However, she looked at herself as a proper nymphomaniac, and Chen Feng was sure in her heart.

The finals of the "Chef God Competition" are divided into three rounds, and the top two chefs in each round will compete for the final chef.

During the competition, each contestant was given three hours of cooking time.

During the cooking process, the camera follows the contestants into the kitchen and captures them closely, bringing a rich visual and taste feast to the audience.

Inside the kitchen.

Chen Feng saw that the other five people started to get busy as soon as they came in, smiled and found a chair to sit down, took out his mobile phone and started playing games.

Jiang Zheng was chopping vegetables, and he cut the shredded potatoes as thin as a hair.

Seeing Chen Feng playing a game, he laughed at the other party Xudong and said, "Look at that kid, he doesn't look like a game when he comes to the game." ”

"I spent the money to come in and play. Fang Xudong didn't take Chen Feng in his eyes at all, he didn't even look at it, and concentrated on making his food.

Liu Niu chopped the meat filling with a shocking sound.

He glanced at Chen Feng and reminded, "Young man, the competition is only three hours, why don't you hurry up, what game are you playing there?"

"Playing chicken. Chen Feng replied with a smile on his face.

Liu Niu was speechless for a while.

Jiang Zheng couldn't help laughing: "Chef Liu, you don't have to talk to this kid in vain, just let him continue to play the game and wait to lose the game." ”

Wang Hu has already started frying the food, and the aroma fills the entire kitchen.

He moves skillfully, has a determined look in his eyes, and is confident in the outcome of the match.

Seeing that Chen Feng was having a lot of fun playing the game, he sneered: "This kid probably can't even stir the spoon, and he deserves to participate in the competition with us!"

Fang Xudong patted his ass: "Master Wang's cooking skills are exquisite, that is famous in our Rongcheng, this kid doesn't even have one ten-thousandth of your strength." ”

"Hmph. Wang Hu snorted coldly, disdainful on his face, but very useful in his heart.

Half of the time passed quickly.

Chen Feng continued to sit in his seat and play the game, and when the game was over, he raised his head and looked at the chefs who were busy.

The stir-fry of stir-fries, the carvings of carvings, the smell of a mixture of various foods wafts through the kitchen.

"Boy, what are you looking at, shouldn't I make you hungry?" Fang Xudong looked at Chen Feng, who was motionless, and sneered, "Are you sitting and waiting to lose?"

"I know that I don't have that strength, so I took the initiative to give up the game, and you can be regarded as a kid. He Tong glanced at Chen Feng.

Fang Xudong slammed the kitchen knife in his hand and guessed: "When the time comes, you won't be able to hand over the food, do you want to deliberately shame the show, or do you want to take advantage of it to make headlines?"

"Young people nowadays, what can't they do for the sake of fire?"

Liu Niu said disdainfully: "Yesterday I also saw a painting on the news that became popular abroad, what is the name of the work...... "Sitting, Love", or painted by our painter in Rongcheng, it's really a shame." ”

Fang Xudong was surprised: "Do it...... Love, old cow, did you hear me right?"

"It's normal for foreigners to be open, and it is normal to be able to fire. Jiang Zheng was not surprised.

"I heard that it has been photographed for 500 million. Liu Niu added.

"That's awesome!"

Fang Xudong sighed enviously, walked to Chen Feng's side, and glanced down at the game he was playing: "Boy, do you hear, someone else can sell hundreds of millions of dollars by painting a picture, and we chefs are tired and tired for tens of thousands of yuan a month, if you don't work hard, you can only serve dishes to others in the future~"

Listening to everyone's conversation, Chen Feng searched the Internet, and sure enough, the painting "Sit and Love" he made with Su Xinyan was a blockbuster in foreign painting exhibitions, and countless rich people auctioned it one after another, and the highest price had been auctioned to 500 million.

Putting down the phone, he stood up and looked at Fang Xudong, who was looking at him with contempt.

"Li Jing, the lord of the Southern Tang Dynasty, likes to read, and attaches great importance to the lyricist, Feng Yansi is the official who was promoted because of the word, and this person is arrogant in the government and wantonly humiliates the courtiers. “

Fang Xudong didn't understand, he didn't understand why Chen Feng suddenly told him the story.

Chen Feng chuckled and continued.

One day Li Jing called him to him and said him a poem. ”

"What poem?"

"The wind suddenly blows up a pool of spring water. ”

Fang Xudong was even more confused when he heard this: "What do you mean by this?"

Chen Feng smiled lightly, washed his hands and began to make the dishes for the competition.

Fang Xudong asked Liu Niu in confusion: "Old Niu, do you know what that kid means?"

Liu Niu glanced at Chen Feng and laughed: "Hahaha, there is a following sentence in this poem, what is the matter, it means that you are too nosy." ”

"Made!" Fang Xudong's fists immediately clenched.