Seeing the grilled fish sprinkled with condiments and burnt all over, the judges had no appetite and were even too lazy to move their chopsticks. Soon, the intact grilled fish was delivered to the big-nosed butler.
Seeing this scene, Fat Tou Chef's heart was already cold, and he no longer had any hope for Mao Qi's grilled fish. But fortunately, he had raised enough for three dishes, and he could still keep the first two dishes.
Hope. As long as the other two dishes can get good reviews, there is still hope for the next competition.
"If I could use the fat woman and the fish I had eaten, there might be hope." The fat-headed chef sighed and suddenly had a strange idea in his mind.
Seeing that the judges didn't even taste it, the other chefs were even more proud. Although Dong Houchu ranked last in the competition every year, his cooking skills were recognized by the judges and received some additional awards. This made
They are also very envious.
The big-nosed butler looked at the grilled fish in front of him and couldn't help frowning. Hesitantly picked up the chopsticks, gently picked up a small piece, put it into his mouth, and chewed it carefully.
Seeing the big-nosed butler's nonchalant look, the maid didn't stay too long and prepared to leave with the grilled fish in hand.
"Stop, bring it." The big-nosed deacon suddenly frowned and said impatiently.
The maid looked surprised and quickly brought the grilled fish to the big-nosed butler. At this time, the grilled fish on the plate gave off a burst of fragrance and the tender meat made her mouth water.
It turns out that the blackened fish skin and the condiments on the fish skin are used to preserve freshness and heat.
The big-nosed butler exaggeratedly picked up a large piece of fish, put it into his mouth, and chewed it with a look of enjoyment, forgetting for a moment that this was a competition.
The judge sitting next to him smelled the aroma and could no longer resist the temptation, so he motioned to the maid to let him try it too. It was nothing more than a reward. When the fish entered his mouth, an urge to feast followed the delicate taste between his lips and teeth.
and the fragrance came to his mind.
Regardless of his image, this judge quickly took another big piece while the maid had not left. He completely lost the reserve of the judge and instead looked like a hungry man eating at a table. He looked even uglier than a big-nosed butler.
When the skin of the fish was torn open, the aroma of the fish immediately spread throughout the judges' table. The judges who were reluctant to use their chopsticks competed to taste it, and they were particularly ruthless. When it was the last judge's turn, only one was left.
Fish bones.
"Delicious, delicious." The judges kept praising it. If they didn't eat it, the judges would look full of regret, secretly thinking that the other judges didn't follow the rules.
The sudden reversal made Fat Tou Chef unable to recover, while the other head chefs in the back kitchen looked shocked.
"Is this fish really so delicious?" The women in Donghou's kitchen, who just now were accusing the fat woman of missing important things by only eating fish, are now envious.
Feeling the residual fish aroma, the big-nosed butler stood up and asked Mao Qi to grill another one on the spot in order to prevent Fat Tou Chef from cheating.
"Big nose, what are you doing again?" Director Jiang Heng, who was passing by outside, smelled the fragrance and couldn't help but walked in. While asking, he went straight to the judges' table, but secretly thought in his heart: "You...
Big Nose, if you hold a chef competition and don’t invite me, you are simply eating alone.”
Seeing Jiang Heng arrive, the big-nosed deacon and the judges quickly stood up to greet him.
With the addition of Jiang Heng, the cooking competition was directly raised to a higher level. However, Jiang Heng tasted all the dishes and had no particular urge to eat them, but the aroma just now was particularly real.
"Big Nose, you kid can't hide your secrets." Jiang Heng whispered dissatisfied.
At this time, Mao Qi's grilled fish was coming to an end, and the aloof fat chef was willingly helping Mao Qi. In order to make the grilled fish look more beautiful, the fat chef specially put some decorative green onions on the outside of the plate.
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This is also the most serious fish grilling that Mao Qi has ever done, whether it is the heat, the ingredients used, or even the timing of flipping, everything is just right.
When the grilled fish was brought to the big-nosed deacon again, he couldn't help but take a sip of water, but Jiang Heng didn't move, and he didn't dare to move his chopsticks.
"Big Nose, is this food edible?" Looking at the grilled fish with too many condiments, Jiang Heng seemed uninterested and said impatiently.
Seeing Jiang Heng's question, the big-nosed butler didn't waste any time. He picked up a piece of fish and started chewing it. It was delicious, tender and fragrant, even better than the grilled fish just now.
As soon as the outer layer of fish skin broke open, a scent immediately wafted out. Jiang Heng, who was posing on the side, his eyes lit up and he took a bite with hesitation.
"The guy grilling the fish looks so familiar." After Jiang Heng took a bite, he couldn't stop.
The big-nosed deacon felt a little unhappy when he saw that Jiang Heng was just here to eat, but he didn't dare to say it out loud, so he deliberately told him that the fish griller was the little thief who cleaned the toilet in the practice room.
Jiang Hengzheng was eating happily. When he heard that Mao Qi even cleaned the toilet, he suddenly lost his appetite. But when Big Nose was about to eat alone, he became depressed because Jiang Heng had eaten all the fish.
After a short interlude, Chef Dong Hou won the first place in the first round of the competition without any suspense, which made Fat Tou Chef very excited.
As for the rest of the competition, Jiang Heng had lost interest, but he was a soft-spoken cannibal. Before leaving, he specifically told Big Nose that in this chef competition, all rewards would be doubled.
A simple sentence can instantly make the competition more intense. This is the charm of the strong and the powerful.
"Everyone, cheer up. For the sake of the opportunity to practice, don't be lazy later." The fat chef began to encourage everyone. Finally, he specifically told the fat woman that she must make up for her fault in the water-carrying competition.
The second round is water-carrying. If you want to make better quality dishes, you must use living water, so water-carrying is a compulsory course. The water-carrying competition is even simpler, that is, each chef sends seven people to compete without using realm energy.
Under the conditions, within half an hour, the rankings will be based on the amount of water carried.
Compared with the three strong men in the west, south and north kitchens, the five-woman lineup in the east kitchen, one fat and one thin, seemed lacking in confidence and attracted countless ridicules.
Looking at the bucket in front of him that was twice as big as usual, and the bottom of the bucket was all sharp, Mao Qi frowned and asked: "Fat Master, are there any other buckets?"
"Just try your best." Fat Tou Chef thought that Mao Qi thought the bucket was too big, so he comforted him.
In order to be able to carry as much water as possible, Chef Fatou took a longer bamboo pole and added a bucket to one end.
"Fat Tou Chef, can you keep up with the speed of hanging two buckets?" Chef Nan said with a hint of ridicule.
The fat-headed chef glared at him and didn't answer.
Mao Qi followed Fat Tou Chef's example, found the longest bamboo pole, and added six buckets to one end. Seeing this, Fat Tou Chef quickly stopped Mao Qi and told him that the water-carrying competition was more difficult than usual.
Walking, and not being able to rest in the middle, most people can go back and forth at most twice in half an hour. Carrying too much water at one time will not be worth the gain.