The media was actually supporting it, and Mr. Hua frowned even more.
It's okay for people from the Food Association. After all, it's only a semi-official organization. It doesn't have much power at ordinary times. That is, it organizes some food festivals, food competitions and other activities, and distributes some trophies to some restaurants. They already have a lot of trophies, and now they are targeting the whole country.
Sex trophy, Mr. Gao and the others are just members of the City Food Association, so he doesn’t need to pay too much attention to it.
But these media people are a bit difficult to deal with. If he offends them today, he will be given negative reports when he goes back today, especially since the situation at hand is not good for him.
"Mr. Hua, I agree to the extra match, but since Bu Zheng proposed the extra match, I also have to make a request!"
The head chef standing next to Gu Zheng suddenly said something, and Mr. Hua looked at him in shock. Before he could make a decision, the head chef actually agreed, completely disrupting his plan.
"What do you want, tell me!"
Gu Zheng turned to look at him and replied softly, he proposed an extra match, and it was understandable for the other party to make some demands.
The head chef stared at Gu Zheng and said word by word: "Only the simplest food can be made. There can be no more than three kinds of ingredients, including ingredients, and the time must be within five minutes!"
"Three kinds, that's too few, and there's a time limit!"
"It doesn't matter if it's simple. I don't have much time, but what can I do with just three ingredients, and it also includes ingredients, which means that after including oil and salt, there is only one real ingredient?"
Some people around are shaking their heads. Even some simple food requires several ingredients, let alone only three kinds of main ingredients.
Mr. Hua's eyes lit up slightly, he smiled and nodded.
He suddenly remembered that what he, the head chef, was best at was not actually duck blood vermicelli soup. What he made best back then was chopped green onion noodles, the simplest chopped green onion noodles, the kind with a little chopped green onion and salt.
Such a simple food can make him taste better than anything else. Mr. Hua also met the head chef because of the scallion noodles. Later, he hired the head chef who worked in a small restaurant to make duck blood vermicelli in his own store.
Soup, he was soon promoted to head chef.
"I remembered, this chef's scallion noodles won an award!"
One of the judges suddenly said that the chef's chopped green onion noodles had participated in many food competitions and had actually won some awards. He was somewhat famous. A very simple chopped green onion noodles could make him so good that others were impressed by him.
Very impressed.
This judge had participated in the competition before and had not noticed before. When the head chef mentioned simple food and limited three ingredients, he remembered that the head chef had this ability.
“How delicious can you make simple chopped green onion noodles?”
Another judge asked in a low voice, and the judge who spoke before shook his head slightly: "Others may make something that tastes ordinary, but what he makes is really good. He won the first prize with such a simple chopped green onion noodles. That was
A normal competition, even though it is at the district level, would require many famous chefs from big hotels to participate!"
"Normal competition, first prize?"
The judges who asked the question were stunned, and looked a bit incredulous. The so-called normal competitions are competitions without human control. Some food competitions are for awarding awards to big hotels, big hotels, and big chefs, but there are also some pure taste competitions.
, without prior manipulation, this is what he meant by ordinary games.
Although the competition is at the district level, not at the city level, Shanghai City is an international metropolis, and the level of one district is equivalent to that of another city. There are more big hotels in their district, especially in such a prosperous area, than in ordinary cities.
To be able to win the first prize in such a competition is definitely a capable person.
"Mr. Wu, I suggest you reject this condition!"
The judge who recognized the chef worriedly persuaded Director Wu. He was also a judge that time, and he knew very well that the chef's chopped green onion noodles were lethal. The fact that he could beat such a simple food among many famous chefs proved everything in itself.
"It doesn't matter, I believe there will be no dispute!"
Mr. Wu has a bright smile on his face, simple food, and three ingredients. These people have never eaten an omelette without striving to make it. I'm afraid they won't be like this after eating it.
Having said that, the omelette tastes really good. After that time, he never went there again. He will try it again another day. He just heard that they have some purchase restrictions and people who have eaten it can't buy it again. He
A director is too embarrassed to ask his subordinates to buy it for him. It seems that after the game, he must have a good talk with Wu Zheng, at least let him make an exception for himself.
Mumu's face also relaxed, grinning.
Simple food, but also limited to three ingredients. The seemingly indisputable omelette only has eggs, sesame oil and salt. Water cannot be counted. It is used to wash the pot. No one will count the water used to wash the pot as ingredients.
With that fried egg here, you can't lose without fighting.
Other people who came to the website, especially those who had eaten omelettes on the Food Channel, looked a little weird. They said they would die if they didn't want to die. This head chef didn't know the taste of Gu Zheng's omelets at all. If he knew, he would definitely not
Make such a request.
"No argument, what do you think?"
Shortly after the head chef finished speaking, he asked Gu Zheng again. Gu Zheng smiled, nodded, and said softly: "Just do as you say!"
Simple food, three ingredients, too simple. This is simply tailor-made for him. How could he object? He didn't know that the chef had a special skill of scallion noodles. Even if he knew, it wouldn't matter. He was not satisfied with his omelette.
Have absolute confidence.
This is not his only confidence. Anyone who has eaten fried eggs will have confidence in him.
"Since you all agreed, let's go to the extra match. The extra match time is five minutes. I'll give you three minutes to prepare. It will officially start in three minutes!"
Mr. Hua added that the three-minute delay was intentional. He knew that the chef's chopped green onion noodles were very good, and the chef often made them, so the store had ready-made ingredients.
"Three minutes is too little preparation time. Let me say, at least half an hour is required. After all, the rules have been changed!"
Mr. Wu frowned. This Mr. Hua was too insidious. This was their territory. Of course it was easy for the head chef to prepare it. But Bu Zhu didn’t make any preparations. Three minutes was not enough time at all.
"Mr. Wu, it doesn't matter. It doesn't take three minutes. I can take one minute!"
Gu Zheng smiled and said to Mr. Wu that Mr. Wu was really good for him and fighting for him, but he really didn't need this. The materials he needed were very simple and he had brought them all.
Just now, he had an exchange with Qi Ling. Qi Ling said that anyone who eats Tie Xian's cooking has to pay for it. It is impossible for him to collect money from these judges. If that happens, it will be troublesome.
The result was beyond Gu Zheng's expectation. Qi Ling's reply to him was very simple. Special arrangements were made for special cases. There would be no restrictions on all competitions in the future. This surprised Gu Zheng and at the same time he also wondered whether Qi Ling had said this on purpose before.
, just targeting him.
"Okay, then I'll feel relieved!"
Seeing that Gu Zheng had already taken out egg cartons, sesame oil bottles, broken words boxes and pans for omelettes in the box, Mr. Wu smiled happily. He didn't expect that he actually brought these things. This time Mr. Hua looked at
