Mr. Gao and several judges around him looked at the fried eggs from Gu Quanguang in astonishment, and most of the other judges leaned over.
Just in terms of appearance, the word "good" can no longer be used to describe Guzheng's omelette. This is simply not an omelette, but a work of art, a real work of art, a great work of art. Look.
It's hard to bear to eat them, let alone use a knife to separate them.
"I have never seen anyone make an omelette like this. From the appearance alone, I can give it 10 points, 10 points out of 10, perfect!"
One of the judges sighed, and the other judges nodded in agreement. In terms of appearance, this omelette is really shocking, indescribably shocking.
The egg white is as delicate as white jade, and the yolk is as bright as agate. The round omelette gives people a luxurious and noble feeling. No wonder they say it doesn't look like an omelette.
"The way he makes omelettes is also very artistic!"
Another judge expressed emotion. He had been staring at Gu Zheng making omelette. The way Gu Zheng made omelette was indeed very beautiful, especially the process of forming the omelette in the pot. It was simply an art. If it weren't for him
Still holding on to his identity, he wanted to run in front of him and take a good look.
"That's right, with such omelette cooking skills and such appearance, I believe the taste will not be bad. Mr. Gao, go ahead and cut the knife. You can't make many omelette in five minutes. According to what Bu Zheng said, divide one portion into four portions.
, four people will taste it first!”
Another judge spoke, and most of the judges looked at Mr. Gao. Only Mr. Wu was sitting there. He knew very well that once this omelette came out, he would definitely not lose today, even if Mr. Hua still made trouble.
Even if he gets zero points, he will definitely not lose.
Even he has to say something convincing about the undisputed omelette. Among egg foods, the undisputed omelette is definitely the most delicious food he has ever eaten. He is the director of the Food Channel and participates in various food
I don’t know how many festivals there are, and I have eaten too many delicious foods. It is not easy to be considered number one by him.
"Okay, I'll share it!"
Mr. Gao nodded in agreement. As he said before, the omelette should be eaten while it is hot. He was afraid that the omelette would get cold while waiting, which would affect the taste. Anyway, the second omelette will be made soon.
Gao Lao took a knife and made two cuts in the center of the omelette. While doing so, he felt a little regretful. It was such a pity that such a good-looking omelette was ruined by him.
The omelette was divided into four. Gao Lao and the three people around him each picked up a piece, looked at each other, and then put the omelette into their mouths. A quarter of the omelette can be eaten in one bite.
As soon as they put it in their mouths, the eyes of the four people changed at the same time, and their expressions were a little strange.
The four people's throats moved unnaturally, and soon the four pieces of fried eggs were bitten into pieces and put into their stomachs. The only difference was how quickly they ate them. Some were finished in a few seconds, and some were full.
It takes thirty seconds to swallow. Mr. Gao is one of those people who takes thirty seconds to finish his meal, and he is also the slowest one.
He now regrets very much why he ate so much in one bite without tasting it separately. After finishing it in one bite, it was gone, so that there were so many flavors that he couldn't feel anymore. He was not the only one who had this idea. The other three
The same goes for people. The one who regretted it the most was the judge who ate the fastest. He accidentally swallowed it after a few bites and failed to taste it carefully. Now he wanted to eat again.
"Mr. Gao, how does it taste?"
A judge who hadn't eaten asked in a low voice. Several people looked a little strange, looking surprised and a little annoyed. They didn't know whether it tasted good or bad.
"I can't comment on the taste for now. You will know after eating it. Anyway, I regret it very much!"
Gao Lao said bitterly, and the other judges who didn't eat were even more confused. They regretted it. What happened? Why did they regret it? Could it be that it tasted so bad that they regretted not competing for the extra round?
This shouldn't be the case. They don't know each other and they don't know each other. If they don't compete with each other, they will lose. What does it have to do with them? Does Gao Lao have some secret relationship with him, so he maintains it like this?
For a time, everyone had different ideas in their minds.
The second omelette was ready, and Gu Zheng brought it to them just as everyone was muttering in their hearts. Gao Lao and the other three judges who had eaten the omelette had unnatural throat rumbles, and none of the judges took it.
I took out my chopsticks and stretched them out. It looked like he wanted to pick up the omelette and take another bite.
“Let the other judges taste it first!”
Mr. Gao coughed lightly. He was in a competition now. He only had five minutes to spare. Judging from his speed, he was a little over one per minute. Including the time to deliver eggs, he probably could only make three. Do they have the chance?
There are eleven judges. If this omelette is eaten by one judge, the number of omelette will not be enough.
If the quantity is not enough, other judges will not be able to eat it, which will affect the competition. This kind of overall view must be maintained.
The judge who stretched out his chopsticks nodded repeatedly and retracted his hand in a hesitant manner. He understood this, but such a delicious omelette was right in front of him, so he couldn't help but stretched out his hand. This was really not intentional, it was completely
The body's instinctive reaction.
Four more judges were given omelettes, but Mr. Wu and Mr. Hua hadn't had them yet. Mr. Wu had already eaten them, so he let the other judges eat them first. Mr. Hua didn't let anyone let him have them, and he was too embarrassed to fight for them.
Over in the live broadcast room, the host posted several pictures in succession. The popularity of the live broadcast room was increasing, and the discussion was so lively. He was also very active at the meeting. Pictures of the judges sharing fried eggs and pictures of eating fried eggs were all posted by him.
Online.
"Damn host, I hate you, hate you!"
"Host, do you have a girlfriend? If not, please order me an omelette. I will introduce our school beauty to you. She is really beautiful!"
"Host, I want some fried eggs too!"
"I don't want fried eggs, but I want to kill people. If I kill you, why did you post photos of them eating fried eggs? I'm even more anxious!"
In the live broadcast room, the number of people who had eaten omelette increased. They were all friends who were notified by those who had eaten omelette after discovering Gu Zheng's identity. These people knew that Gu Zheng was fine now and went to participate in the delicious food.
The game was very depressing.
In particular, the host showed a photo of the judges eating omelette, which caused a stir among them. Seeing others eating omelette happily, they became even more anxious. They said everything, and the above were all relatively tactful.
I also asked the host where the competition is now. He is about to come over and the purpose is to eat fried eggs.
The host was also surprised by the intense reaction of these people. He now understood that Bu Zhu had sold omelettes before, and his reputation was very good. Many people had eaten his omelets, and those who had eaten his omelets
Surprisingly, no one said anything bad about it, and they all said that this was the best food they had ever tasted and the food they missed the most.
Everyone who has eaten an omelette is like this, without exception. From this point of view, if you don't fight for this extra game, you will lose, and maybe you will continue to win.
