Chapter 322 You really look like that demon warrior
At this moment, in the VIP room, Tang Monk Wei Silin, Brother Mao Zi and others looked dumbfoundedly at the TV broadcast of Zi Ming and Huang Xiaobei who were eating together and chatting happily after the meal.
Staring at the two hundred and fifty on the TV, Elder Tang pointed blankly at Huang Xiaobei, who was eating red bean paste buns and not choking to death, and said, "Hey, what's going on? Weren't the two of them scolding each other in the last scene?
?Why are we eating together now?"
Brother Maozi stared with astonishment on his face, "Why did the senior hang out with the people from the Demon Party? And they were quite happy chatting..."
Lao Wei was not too surprised. After all, he had known Huang Xiaobei for a long time and hung out together every day. Therefore, Lao Wei analyzed it very experiencedly, "Xiao Bei probably fell in love with the work of the devil party."
After the meal, he shamelessly ran to flatter that devil's gangster. Well, I have to say that Xiaobei is invincible in terms of being shameless, but his ability to flatter is still a little bit poor, but his talent is still there
Okay, look at the photo of that kid from the Demon Party, he is all smiles." Weslin already pointed out like a senior in the world of flattery.
At the same time, Karl, who was calculating with his magic eye in his room, suddenly sneezed. Master Rowan, who was directing the underground laboratory to open his pockets and waiting for Karl to be arrested tonight, also sneezed hard.
The people rubbed their noses and said in unison, "It seems like someone is talking about me behind my back?"
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In the competition venue, Dongfang Qing looked at Master Zhao's injured right hand with complicated eyes and the plain expression on his face. Recalling his decision just now, Dongfang Qing blinked his eyes lightly, nodded slightly and said, "Master Zhao, are you sure?
Do you want to give up the privilege of the semi-finals? According to the rules of the competition, anyone who entered the semi-finals in the previous competition will have a chance to redo their dishes in this competition. Are you sure you want to give up? "
Master Zhao smiled and nodded, "Give up, my hands are injured. Even if I win this time, won't I still be eliminated in the next round?" After saying that, Master Zhao sighed and smiled, "I won't follow.
The kids fought."
Hearing this, Dongfang Qing fell silent because she understood the meaning of Master Zhao's words. Even if his three dishes could beat Huang Xiaobei's, he was not prepared to continue the competition. How much did he know about the Yucheng Hotel?
Dongfang Qing, who had some understanding, couldn't help but sigh deeply in her heart.
He was originally a very capable competitor, but now he has become a profit-making tool for his boss, relying on his failures to make profits... Thinking about it, Master Zhao is not willing to continue to be tortured.
Soon, Dongfang Qing stood up solemnly, smiled and said, "If you are willing, our hotel actually lacks a chef."
Master Zhao's eyes were startled, but in the next second, he was filled with joy, "Then I would like to thank Chairman Dongfang." Master Zhao bowed solemnly to Dongfang Qing.
"It's okay, you deserve this." Dongfang Qing nodded with a smile.
Off the court, Huang Xiaobei was still eating Zi Ming's braised prawns. He was completely immersed in the taste feast of the Good and Evil Chefs. He didn't notice the scene in front of the judges' table at all. Instead, Zi Ming was eating red bean paste buns.
Ming smiled and pushed him and said, "Hey, you are lucky enough to get into the next one... I'll go with you. You eat slowly, and I won't compete with you."
Huang Xiaobei then raised his head with the prawn in his mouth, his mouth full of soup, and said, "What did you say?"
Zi Ming held the bean paste bun in his mouth and raised his head, "See for yourself."
Huang Xiaobei turned his head strangely to the judges' table.
Putting his three dishes on the table one after another, it has to be said that even though he only made three dishes and redid them about six or seven times, Master Zhao also gave full play to his strength as a top four in the last cooking competition.
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Dongjiang salt-baked chicken is rich in flavor, with crisp skin and smooth meat. The brine platter is mellow and delicious. The lion's head foie gras, eggs, and fried tofu are sliced and cooked separately and allowed to cool. Finally, they are topped with the fragrant brine and paired with the sauce.
Perfect.
As for Master Zhao’s stewed pears with rock sugar, they are far better than Commissioner Huang’s. The pear is sweet and refreshing, the juice is sweet, and it is endless aftertaste. However, because of my right hand, Master Zhao’s three dishes
Even if everything is perfectly cooked, there are countless small flaws. For example, the Dongjiang salt-baked chicken is a bit salty, the sauce on the brine platter is not well prepared, and the rock sugar stewed pears are a bit too hot, causing the pears to overcook.
soft.
After tasting them one by one, Dongfang Qing made a judgment in her mind. If Master Zhao had not quit voluntarily, he would probably beat Huang Xiaobei by five points. Well, after all, it was based on the fact that he lacked one dish and his right hand was injured.
Under the premise, Huang Xiaobei still lost five points to him.
Thinking of this, Dongfang Qing smiled, but this was just a normal situation.
Thinking of this, Dongfang Qing raised his head slightly and looked at Huang Xiaobei who was looking around with a bean paste bun in his mouth not far away. A smile flashed in his eyes. To be honest, if he was eliminated like this, he would really be reluctant to do so.
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After tasting all the dishes, Dongfang Qing and Chairman Wang had a simple conversation before announcing the results of this group.
Picking up the phone, Dongfang Qing looked at Zi Ming and Huang Xiaobei who were standing together with a smile, and said softly, "The qualifying hotels for the Group E individual competition this time are SIPG Hotel and...
.Tianlong Hotel.”
Immediately, the bean paste bun in Huang Xiaobei's mouth fell to the ground. He looked around blankly and said, "What the hell? Who, who has entered the next round? Is it me?"
Zi Ming looked at Huang Xiaobei, crossed his arms and shook his head repeatedly, with a teasing look on his face, and said, "You are so lucky."
At this moment, Master Zhao also walked towards Huang Xiaobei with a smile, patted his shoulder and encouraged him kindly, "Come on, work hard, try to take a few more steps, it will be good for you in the future."
Looking at the encouragement from Master Zhao in front of him, then at Zi Ming's joking eyes, and then at the encouraging smile of the young man Dongfang Qing, Huang Xiaobei was dumbfounded. No, he wasn't dumbfounded. He was completely confused.
Is there any?
No, he, he is wrong? Why, how come I still win? Damn it, how can I win? Although Master Zhao only cooked three dishes, I can’t catch up with the dishes they made.
Ah, wait a minute, this, could this be...
Huang Xiaobei looked at Master Zhao in a panic and said, "Uncle, you, you didn't let me do it on purpose, right? Don't let me go, I'm just here to mess around. You, if you give in, I will
You have to continue to mess around, how about you continue to do better?"
Master Zhao raised his bandaged right hand with a wry smile and said, "Even if I win this round, I will be eliminated in the next round. You are different. You are still young. Even if I win in the next round, I will be eliminated."
Elimination, but for young people, it is also good to have more experience, which will also be helpful to you in the future."
Master Zhao patted Huang Xiaobei's arm, nodded and smiled, "Don't always have little confidence in yourself. Uncle can see that you are still a very good kid. It's just that you have some issues. Forget it, I won't say more.
Well, let’s compare ourselves, try to learn more and see the world, it’s always good.”
After saying that, Master Zhao sighed again, "You, it's just that your mind is not on this, otherwise I really want to take you with me. Hey, don't talk anymore, just work hard."
Huang Xiaobei looked dumbfounded as Master Zhao finished talking to him and then went to put away his own tableware.
Hey, hey, please wait for me a little longer, no, I shouldn’t advance to the next round, right? Yes, even if Master Zhao intends to let me, isn’t there still... Huang Xiaobei’s face changed.
I was startled, and then I slapped my head hard. I almost forgot that Master Fatty Li was withdrawn from the competition. After all, Master Zhao was still unwilling to continue the competition... As a result, I ended up entering the next stage.
One round? Damn, this is considered lying down, right?
While Huang Xiaobei was confused on the spot, wondering how he got into the next round of competition, Ziming walked to the judges' table, asked Dongfang Qing for the score sheet and looked at it. He looked at his total score of forty-seven.
Zi Ming nodded and said, "The prawns and shredded sweet potatoes are full marks, the fish is nine points, and the bean buns are eighteen points. Well, it seems that I have to practice the cooking skills of the Celestial Dynasty when I go back."
After saying that, Zi Ming's eyes moved down to look at Huang Xiaobei's scores. At a glance, Zi Ming's mouth couldn't help but grin, "Tomatoes and eggs are five points, egg fried rice is thirteen, and preserved eggs and tofu are
Four points, rock sugar stewed pears five points, good guy lost a full twenty points to me."
Putting the scoring sheet back on the table, Zi Ming turned around and walked away, folding his arms and whispering to himself, "At this level, I estimate that even if I enter the next round, I will be eliminated soon. It's okay, it's economical."
I took action, hehe, the young master shouldn’t scold me today, right?”
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After the competition, Huang Xiaobei scratched his head and walked out of the competition venue with a blank look. To be honest, he didn't even realize it yet. How could he still be shortlisted for his home-cooked food? Oh my God, are you kidding me?
How can I explain this to Master Dao? I told you that I would definitely be eliminated this time, but the result was good, and I was even shortlisted...
But Huang Xiaobei also laughed, "But it doesn't matter. I probably won't have such good luck in the next round anyway. Well, I can go back and show off to Baldhead and the others. Then I, Huang Xiaobei, have also entered the cooking competition."
As for the people in the second round, they can write like this on their resumes from now on, and maybe they can find a job as a cook."
Thinking of this, Huang Xiaobei's eyes were a little dim, but the uncle said that I just wasn't thinking about it, otherwise he would have wanted to take me with him... Well, he didn't mean to say that I was cooking.
He's quite talented in this area, right? He doesn't want to teach me his skills, does he? Huang Xiaobei laughed subconsciously, but in the end he just sighed and looked up at the sky, saying, "Maybe I'm really doing it
Do you have some talent in cooking? Well, probably, haha, it’s a pity, why didn’t you go down this road in the first place? Now you know how to wash dishes and sweep the floor.”
Huang Xiaobei thought in a depressed mood, but accidentally bumped into the person in front of him without paying attention.
"Ouch." Huang Xiaobei was hit by the opponent's back that was like fine steel and rubbed his head. At the same time, he quickly apologized and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention when I was walking just now. You
..."
Takeuchi Shigaraki, who was wearing a black suit, slowly turned around, his bronze face full of the tenacity of a warrior. At the same time, he looked at Huang Xiaobei behind him with cold eyes, his eyes like an unsheathed sharp blade.
Looking at the Demon Party warrior in front of him, looking at this very familiar big brother, Huang Xiaobei was stunned at first sight, and then he stretched his head stupidly and asked, "Hey, you look familiar to me.
Huh? Did we meet somewhere... Well, you, you look a bit like the Demon Party warrior that night... Haha, you really look alike...
.....It's almost like being alone..."
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At the same time, Rowan was sitting in the rocking chair by the floor-to-ceiling window of his room, quietly listening to Abel's report.
"Master, Karl has discovered Li Yuan, and Mr. Xiaobei has probably also seen Takeuchi now."
Rowan lay on the rocking chair, rubbing his temples and said, "Very good, tell Clinton to be prepared tonight to receive support from Karl and the possible arrival of Vanzoa Academy. By the way, are Robert and the others in place?"
"Uncle Robert has already led people to the basement for experiments. He is just waiting for Carl to surrender tonight."
Luo Wen closed his eyes and nodded with satisfaction, and said, "That's right. Haha, Carl met Li Yuan from the Tianchao branch, and Mr. Xiaobei met Takeuchi. Carl will definitely think that I can't hold it in any longer and prepare to take action to deal with them in advance.
That’s why we mobilized all these people.”
The next moment, Rowan opened his blood-red eyes and licked the corners of his mouth expectantly, "And I believe that Carl will never sit still and wait for death. Our basement experiment has always been his number one target.
, if I were Karl, I would take the initiative tonight! Now let’s see if Karl can help us attract all the people underwater.”
Abel rolled his eyes lightly and asked with some worry, "Master, what if those people refuse to show up?"
Rowan slowly closed his eyes, "Then just deal with Karl and the others."
"I understand, Master."
"By the way, where's Owen? Why haven't you seen him all day?"
Abel shook his head, "I don't know about the young master. I called him just now, but he didn't answer the phone. Maybe something happened?"
Rowan opened his eyes thoughtfully, "Oh, that's it."