At 8:55, four hotels and twenty contestants were all present. All contestants stood in front of their chef's workbench, led by their own chefs, waiting for the start of the competition.
"Hello dear viewers, I am Wang Jingchang, the chef from Jiufeng Hotel in Anhui. The dish I prepared for you this time is shrimp casserole porridge."
At Jiufeng Hotel, the relatively taciturn chef in his fifties took off his tall chef's hat, revealing his half-white hair, and introduced him as usual in front of the camera.
The dishes prepared for this competition.
The head judge of Group H, Chairman Liu, who was very elegant in an elegant purple dress, pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, smiled and nodded, and asked the reporters to switch the camera to the next group of contestants.
"Hello, dear audience friends, I am Li Tianbao, the chef from Hebei Tianyue Hotel. The dish I bring to you this time is Zhuangyuanjidi porridge. I heard that Chairman Liu's grandson will take the high school entrance examination this year. I hope I will
My cooking can send a blessing to next year’s students, and I also hope that Chairman Liu’s grandson can successfully enter the ideal high school.”
The forty-three-year-old bald master chef of Tianyue Hotel, who weighed nearly 200 pounds, smiled and said to President Liu on the judges' table, his eyebrows and eyes were filled with sincerity, like the most devout believer.
Praying for Chairman Liu’s grandson.
Tang Seng and Lao Wei, who were standing behind Master Li, murmured softly as they listened to Master Li's extremely flattering words.
"Damn, lick the dog."
Master Li, who was standing in front of the two of them, moved his ears. His chubby face with a sincere smile suddenly revealed a cold look after the camera moved away.
Glancing resentfully at Tang Seng and Lao Wei behind him, Master Li narrowed his eyes.
It's unlucky for you to dare to stand behind me. If I can let you pass this time, I, Lao Li, grew up eating shit!
Qianqian glanced at Master Li coldly and let out a squeamish snort.
It's not yet the eldest lady's turn to introduce herself on behalf of her hotel, so the cute eldest lady, dressed in a pink Hello Kitty chef outfit, is looking expectantly at the closed door of the banquet hall behind her.
Why hasn’t Huang Xiao M come to cheer others up? Really, if he didn’t jump out and cheer for others immediately after introducing himself, wouldn’t there be no effect at all?
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At this time, in the toilet on the 18th floor, Huang Xiaobei, dressed in a Pikachu doll costume, was holding a big Pikachu head in his hand, sitting on the toilet, trying hard to solve his physiological problems.
"Hmm, hmm~! Hmm!!! Oh~~~~Comfortable."
Karl stood in front of the sink in the toilet, smoking quietly.
"Senior, are you okay?"
"Immediately, I ate a little too much last night, and I'm a little anxious. Hey, Karl, please help me see if the eldest lady has appeared. But don't worry, even if it's over, Commissioner Ben will have to
Make a good show and make the eldest lady feel extremely proud of having a pet like me!"
Hearing the sound of Commissioner Huang taking a stool in the toilet, Karl ignored him. Instead, he took out a piece of toilet paper stained with blood from his pocket and looked at it.
This is a little bit of Huang Xiaobei's blood that Karl collected when the Demon Party came to attack him the night before yesterday.
To be honest, Karl didn't know why he wanted to collect Huang Xiaobei's blood at that time, but his intuition told him to do so. In the past few days, whenever he had nothing to do, he would take out this tissue and look at it carefully, hoping to find any clues.
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But unfortunately, even with the help of the magic eye, Karl has not been able to make any breakthrough progress so far.
He only knows one thing, that is, to the vampires, Huang Xiaobei's blood is indeed very sweet.
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"You stupid lambs..."
Under Luo Wen's deathly gaze, the good and evil chef Lu Ziming, with his head wrapped in a thick bandage, quickly changed his words, and at the same time put away the contemptuous expression on his face, bowed his head and said with a smile.
"Hello everyone in the audience, I am Lu Ziming, the chef from Shanghai SIPG Hotel. Of course, I can be the chef mainly because of my young master. Standing next to me is this handsome, charming, and capable person.
Fascinating..."
Rowan coughed slightly, "There's no need to flatter me, and besides, there's no need to emphasize these facts every time."
"Okay, young master." Comrade Lu Ziming said obediently, like a docile lamb...
Well, if there is no accident, the good and evil chef was finally beaten down by the angry young master Luo Wen. Under the cold gaze of young master Luo Wen, Comrade Lu Ziming did not dare to say another off-topic or second-rate word.
"I can become a chef mainly because of our young master. As for what kind of dishes I will bring to everyone in this competition, it is not convenient to reveal it. Anyway, you just need to know that you are ignorant and stupid and are not worthy.
.......that is the audience friends, in an hour, you will witness the real food in this world! Next, it will be up to me, good and evil...well, it is SIPG
The hotel’s chef Lu Ziming brings you a table of delicious food full of surprises.”
After listening to Lu Ziming's introduction, the judges' eyes were a little strange, especially when they saw the bloody bandage on his head. The judges' faces were full of complexity, and they were thinking secretly in their hearts.
No one can die in a while, right?
Picking up the phone, President Liu asked worriedly.
"Contestant, are you sure that your current physical condition can still continue to participate in the competition? If not, I hope you won't force it. After all, this is a cooking competition, and we don't want to..."
Rowan smiled and bowed, bowing.
"Dear Madam, please rest assured. My servants have only one advantage, and that is that their vitality is extremely tenacious. You see, even if they are like this, they will not die."
As he spoke, Rowan picked up a kitchen knife and inserted it into Abel's chest.
"You see, apart from just bleeding a little, he is still breathing. There is absolutely nothing wrong with him."
Looking at Randy's bleeding chest, distinguished President Liu looked at it for a while, then silently took out his cell phone.
"Hello, are you the police? A person died here at the Donghuang Hotel. Well, he died just now. The body is still very hot. The suspect is a green-haired young man named Rowan Zmich."
"Don't get me wrong, this is just a magic trick! Our young master just performed a magic trick for everyone!"
Robert collapsed and explained to the judges who had already defined Rowan as a murderer. Abel also quickly pulled out the kitchen knife from his chest, and then used his telekinesis to make the kitchen knife fly in the air for a while? Good guy, follow
The sword seems to fly...
Looking at Abel, who didn't have any wounds on his chest, and the kitchen knife flying in mid-air, the judges were shocked. Is this really a cooking competition? I'm sure it's not someone from the magic competition next door.
place?
By the way, the knife was really inserted just now, right? The blood really spurted out like a fountain... This...
Although they were sure that it was a magic trick, the judges still felt weird. For some reason, the judges always felt that the blood that just spurted out from Abel's chest was real, because it looked so similar...