"Isn't the man above Qingyu a young man who came to the store today? How come he became a judge?" Liu Kexin pointed at Li Feng who was walking towards the podium. At this time, Qingyu was already stunned. How is it possible? How is it possible? Impossible, tall and fat
It’s not like I spent 500 yuan to invite him, so how could he be a judge?
Qingyu didn't know that Fatty Gao really had someone to invite that day, but that person's legs were shaking when he arrived at the venue. He was also a young man, just a small cook at a food stall, and had been trained for a few days. He originally thought that three hundred yuan would be a lot.
, I can’t even earn half of it in a day, what a good thing it is. But when I came to the venue and saw so many people, this person felt guilty and ran away secretly without telling Fatty Gao.
When Qingyu and Qingmeng gave Fatty Gao another five hundred yuan, Fatty Gao still asked questions and just kept bragging about how great the person they had found was. But when Fatty Gao went to give the money to the chef, the young man told the truth.
Fatty Gao kicked the man hard, and not only got three hundred yuan back, he also stole a few cucumbers from the shop. But Fatty Gao didn't know about this at all.
The money went into the tall fat man's pocket.
Qingyu thought about taking out his cell phone to call Fatty Gao, but then he remembered that he had given the phone to his mother when he first entered the venue. At this moment, Qingyu looked at Li Feng's background in a daze for a long time, he couldn't believe it, and he still didn't want to believe it.
No one knows that Liu Kexin is most worried about Li Feng becoming a guest. Is it really possible for a few people to ask for cooking at the conference? But although Liu Kexin can cook and her skills are better than ordinary people, but with these chefs
It's not even a level up compared to it.
At this time, Qing Meng was confused by Li Feng becoming a judge. She was secretly worried that Li Feng would not come. How to cook by herself, the two brothers and sisters knew quite a lot about Chinese food. Not to mention the strict fish cooking techniques.
"Xiao Li, what's wrong with you?" Wu Chi saw something wrong with Li Feng's face. Li Feng smiled bitterly. He didn't expect Qingyu and the others to react so much. Was his surprise a little too big? Li Feng's smile felt much better in his heart.
"It's okay, Uncle Wu. Maybe I'm a little dizzy because of the alcohol. I'll be fine after drinking some tea." Li Feng made an excuse and said.
"Xiao Li, you are still young and should drink less. After all, you are not a good person." Wu Chi regarded Li Feng as his nephew, and with Song Jiang's relationship, his eyes were concerned and not fake.
"Yes, I will pay more attention in the future, Uncle Wu, the level of this competition is not low." Li Feng glanced at several participating chefs that Li Feng had met yesterday. Some of them were senior chefs. Unexpectedly, so many people participated.
Competition. Wu Chi is quite proud of it. You must know that every senior chef has his own pride. After all, the Baiyu Feast is just a local competition. These people can participate in the global Chinese cooking technology competition. It is not that they are pitiful and don't have much in front of them.
It’s just a famous fish feast.
Relying on his contacts over the years, Wu Chi has invited several major catering groups in the five southern provinces. In addition to Wu Chi's own company, at least five to eight of them have sent senior chefs. This is the ultimate weapon in the country. No wonder this
Wu Chi showed a hint of pride on his face.
At this time, the game started in the field. Li Feng had good eyesight and with the light shining on him, he could clearly see every move of the three herrings, including the little bees. The expressions of the three people were changing at this time, and Liu Ke could faintly see sweat on his forehead.
Zhu, Qing Meng and Qing Yu were all stupid. They hadn't fully reacted yet. Qing Meng looked at Qing Yu in confusion and asked, "Is the person above similar to Li Feng?"
"Brother, it looks like Li Feng. I didn't expect the surprise he was talking about to be this. I see." Qing Yu smiled bitterly and lowered his head. A trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes. Qing Meng wowed, almost scaring the people next to him.
The organizer's inspector warned Qing Meng to keep quiet, otherwise he would be disqualified from the competition. "I didn't expect that five hundred yuan could buy a judge to help us cook. It's really profitable. Could it be that he is a tall and fat friend, otherwise why would he help us?" Qing Meng
Meng didn't have any hope of entering the main draw. At this time, he was in a much more relaxed mood than Qingyu and Liu Kexin.
Li Feng noticed Qing Meng, what was this person yelling about, why didn't he do it, maybe he hadn't seen the note yet. The note that Li Feng pressed under the fish was still lying quietly on the plate.
Liu Kexin didn't dare to take action. Qingyu was thinking about how Li Feng could become a judge.
Qing Meng had never thought about the rankings in the main competition. She just felt it was strange at this time. She thought Li Feng was a friend of the tall and fat man, but she had never heard of it. If he really had such a powerful friend, he would be like a tall and fat man.
It was announced that everyone on earth knew about it. It was impossible not to hear any news at all. Qing Meng was confused, and Qing Yu thought for a while and came up with the answer. What did Li Feng want to say several times yesterday? It was a misunderstanding. Was it really a misunderstanding? But Gao Gao
Didn't Fatty say he found a chef? Could it be that Fatty Gao was a liar? Qingyu thought about asking Fatty Gao after the game. This guy who lied all the time really deserved to be taught a lesson.
Qingyu and Qingmeng were talking in low voices, and Liu Kexin stared blankly at the fish on the plate. Nearly seven or eight minutes had passed. Outside the venue, reporters, Liu Kexin's parents, and Qingyu's parents all discovered the problem at this time. Three people each
None of them took action. One reporter after another kept taking pictures of the three of them. No matter what the reason was, this would become good news.
Starting tomorrow, it will be used to make headlines. The biggest dark horse of this Baiyu Banquet is Baiyu Hall. "Do you think these young people are intimidated?" A reporter asked with confusion, and the people around him ignored it.
He curled his lips and said disdainfully. "It must be. It's a small shop. After all, it's a small shop. I've never seen such a big scene anywhere. I think it's just luck to be shortlisted this time."
"You can't say that. You have to know that many chefs were eliminated at that time, but several of them were well-known chefs in the city. These were all strong contenders for the championship in previous years. It's a pity that there are only two local finalists today. Gao Shang Xiao is one of them.
It must be especially unique." A middle-aged reporter said quite pertinently, which was recognized by most reporters. After all, it is a local store, which has some advantages. Liu Kexin and Qing Meng's parents, at this time, the four old people looked anxious.
Liu's father kept shouting, and the staff said it several times. Then he stopped. He had no choice but to shout loudly that you are welcome. After all, you are affecting the game by doing this, and Li Feng couldn't sit still.
"Uncle Wu, let me go down and take a look." Li Feng asked. After all, he didn't know if it was possible. There was no other way. Li Feng went to give some advice. These people are really stupid. If you don't take a look at the fish, you can marinate it yourself.
The two of them had never seen it before, so they were really anxious.
"Haha, go, young people should have more contact, unlike our old arms and legs that are reluctant to move." Wu Chi didn't say anything, but most of the time the judges would not go down while the contestants were cooking. It's that easy.
It puts pressure on people. After all, although these famous masters are mostly quasi-masters, there is no difference in the eyes of ordinary cooks.
Li Feng walked along the front and walked down the row. It took less than two minutes for people to notice that Li Feng was in Chapter 1033. The chefs of the three Qingyu groups are all their own people. How can they be underestimated?
Well, even if Li Feng is a culinary genius, these people will be unhappy.
"Hey, Qingyu, what do you mean by what this man said?" Qingmeng was a little confused, what happened to Li Feng. A hint of understanding flashed in Qingyu's eyes, Li Feng just winked at him, needless to say, this fish must have
Question. The herring held the fish carefully, and a trace of the paper underneath was exposed.
"Is this... a note?" Liu Kexin quickly covered her mouth to prevent herself from screaming. Qing Meng couldn't see Liu Kexin and asked, "Kexin, what did you say?" Liu Kexin was afraid of Qing.
Meng glanced at himself and couldn't help shouting for a moment, and whispered.
"Don't be excited, I'll tell you." "What, really?" Qing Meng said if he wasn't excited, how could he not be excited now? Why did he give up just now? It's not like a few people were at a loss for these dishes. After all, these dishes
It's not something that three people can make with their own abilities. Now that I have Li Feng's little note, it's much more convenient. Li Feng writes carefully, explaining the preparation of seasonings, oil temperature and color changes one by one. I'm afraid that the Qingyu brothers and sisters don't know.
It comes to mind that Liu Kexin, a Chinese chef, comes from a family with quite some cooking skills.
With such a detailed note, Liu Xin couldn't make a 35-cent fish, which was really a waste of Li Feng's hard work. This time the dishes were much more than those outside. This time there were four big dishes, three hot dishes, and small ones.
San Liang Xiao. The scoring standard, fifteen judges, well, each group of three is responsible for six groups of contestants. The scores are given to the staff for statistics, and the best rankings are then used to determine the top ten. Although this is a bit unfair, it is absolutely fair, but
The comparison is pretty good.
The prescribed time for dishes is one and a half hours. Li Feng recorded ten dishes, but he was too careful. Liu Kexin, Qing Meng, and Qingyu worked as hard as they could, but there were still three dishes that were a little slow. Although they were still completed in the end,
The quality was much lower. Li Feng watched on the stage and breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as he makes it, at least he won't be ranked last. Li Feng still has a little confidence. After all, it's all space ingredients plus space spring water. Even if he can't improve a few rankings, Li Feng can only lament, bad luck, meeting three
A talent who knows nothing.
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