The referees are two men and one woman, all young people in their twenties to thirties.
Seeing two almost identical sweet-scented osmanthus hawthorn cakes, the three of them were stunned for a moment, but soon they found A and B written on the plates.
A is Xie Guoyong, B is Li Xiao.
Of course, the three judges and the surrounding audience did not know in advance which one was A and which one was B.
Of course, the three judges subconsciously took the A first. This was also Xie Guoyong's little trick.
When comparing two identical dishes, if there is not much difference in taste between the two, the judge will most likely choose the first dish.
Because if the same dish is eaten later, the judges will constantly compare the second dish with the first dish, and in this way many shortcomings will be found.
Therefore, during some red wine competitions, tea competitions, and food competitions.
Every time the judges taste a dish, they will rinse their mouths with water or even ice water, just to wash away the taste of the red wine, tea and dishes.
However, even under such a strict evaluation, the first dish still has a huge advantage. This is what the industry calls the first soup.
The first bite of soup means that the first bite of a bowl of soup must be the best. Similarly, the first bite of the same batch of dishes is also the best.
As a senior chef, Xie Guoyong certainly knows the ropes.
Arrange yourself as A, win rate and unlimited improvement.
Unless Li Xiao's cooking skills are really much better than his own, Xie Guoyong is confident that he cannot lose in this competition.
The judges quickly began to taste and after comparison, began to score.
Of course, the three were just tourists picked at random on the road.
The scoring column is just a blank column without detailed scores such as appearance score, taste score, and matching score. The three of them only need to fill in a specific score.
"So sour." The first judge frowned, immediately put down his spoon, picked up another spoon, and scooped up the second piece of sweet-scented osmanthus and hawthorn cake.
Soon, when the hawthorn cake entered his mouth, he was stunned for a moment, and then immediately scooped up the second bite.
Then came the third bite. When he wanted to take the fourth bite, he found that the black plate was empty. Unknowingly, he had eaten the entire hawthorn cake.
Li Xiaotong glanced at it, with a smile on his lips.
He was very satisfied to see everyone, because he saw that among the three judges, only the second female judge finished Xie Guoyong's hawthorn cake, while the other two male judges only took a small bite and stopped.
The plates were removed, the second course, the third course, and soon, the twelve dishes were served one after another.
Li Xiao and Xie Guoyong had also stopped what they were doing, and they looked at each other.
This is the first time Li Xiao and Xie Guoyong have looked at each other since they started the game.
Li Xiao's eyes were full of relaxation, but the expression in Xie Guoyong's eyes was very complicated, including doubts, surprise, confusion, and fear.
The comments from the surrounding audience became more and more obvious, because even if they didn't taste it and didn't know how it tasted, they could already tell.
The gap between the two chefs should be huge, because for two almost identical meals, one will always have less than half or even more than half left.
Although they didn't know which one was left behind was produced by that person, it was obvious that the gap between the two was so big that anyone could tell.
Moreover, the performance of the three judges was very consistent, which also showed that this situation was not due to individual tastes.
Xie Guoyong spoke in a somewhat incomprehensible tone, "Who are you? Why are you here to mess with me?" He looked at Li Xiao up and down with strange eyes. He was sure that among the senior chefs in the country, there was no one like him.
Li Xiao laughed sarcastically, "Who am I? I'm just what you call a low-class person, an ordinary third-rate person. I shouldn't be a fifth-rate food anchor."
You may not believe it, but today is the first time for me to cook so many dishes."
Xie Guoyong shook his head. He didn't believe a word Li Xiao said.
He could see just now that he could easily make thousands of layers of radish cakes and cut the radish shreds as thin as hair.
An ordinary one-star senior pastry chef would probably not be able to produce such a product, but this guy actually said that he was just a food anchor.
Xie Guoyong shook his head and sighed, "Why are you doing this? Now that we have reached this point, there is no need to hide, right?"
You are at least as good as a high-end three-star, so why bother messing with me?
It doesn’t seem right to want to step on your peers and rise to the top, right?”
Xie Guoyong didn’t believe Li Xiao’s Versailles at all. A fifth-rate anchor? First time cooking so many dishes? Ordinary people?
Go ahead and fool the devil.
While the two were talking, the three judges had stood up and read out the scores of the two chefs to the people around them.
Judge No. 1: "Contestant A scored 80 points and contestant B scored 115 points."
As soon as Judge No. 1 said these words, there was an uproar on the court. There was a difference of 35 points between 80 points and 115 points?
You must know that the total score is 120 points, 80 points is just barely qualified, and 115 points is definitely excellent.
Not only did the audience at the scene make noises, but there were also barrages in the live broadcast room.
“Come on, come on, there’s a prize draw, I’m here to open the market, you viewers can freely place bets on your cat’s claws.
I am the manager of the live broadcast room, and I open the market directly on the page.
The anchor wins 1 to 10, and the dog chef wins 1 to 1.5. There is no upper limit, just come and go.”
The person who spoke was a big boss who once rewarded Li Xiao with 20 rockets.
Later, this big boss asked Li Xiao for a position as an administrator, and Li Xiao gave it to him without much thought.
"Wow, is the rating so great? Well, I'm all in. I think the anchor can win, and I want to support the anchor."
"Are the people upstairs getting carried away by the odds? The anchor is just a scumbag who graduated from a third-rate university, a third-rate anchor.
Although this seems to destroy one's prestige, many of you don't know the strength of a three-star senior chef. Although I strongly support the host in my heart, I have already paid 1,000 cat claws to the chef."
"Yes, there is no doubt about the competition. The first judge has given the results, 80 points to 115 points.
No need to look, a score of 80 must belong to the host, and a score of 115 must belong to the foul-mouthed chef.
Although it is not easy to get qualified under a three-star senior chef, but if you lose, you lose, and I can't let my cat's claws go to waste."
.....In the live broadcast room, there was another quarrel because of the opening of the local tycoon management.
There are those who are not optimistic about Li Xiao, and there are those who support Li Xiao verbally, but have all their investment in Xie Guoyong, and some who are really optimistic about Li Xiao, but are not willing to invest.
There are all kinds of life, the warmth and warmth of human relationships, but they are just like this.
