The Malacca boiled chicken is very delicious, and the referee enjoyed it very much. Even Souma Yukihira also had one. It was really delicious. The chicken skin and chicken were very tight and melted in the mouth. With different sauces, it can be said that it is like eating one chicken.
There are three flavors.
But he won't give up, because his fried chicken wings are definitely better. Not only is Parmesan cheese put on the chicken wings, but also secret seasonings are added, which is fragrant.
"Please." The young man said.
The expressions of the three referees were different. Logically speaking, they are partners of the ninth seat. They should not betray the ninth seat. At this time, they should not eat! Even if they are killed, they will directly declare the ninth seat the winner and end this game.
A meaningless food halberd.
But at this time, the referee on the far right said: "It's not too late to have a taste first and then judge."
"What are you talking about? The winner has been announced. Stop talking nonsense."
There were differences among the three referees. Some wanted to rebel, while others insisted.
"If you don't want to eat it, I will." The referee looked at the fried chicken wings and dumplings. The chicken skin was crispy and fragrant. If you eat one, you will be happy.
"You know it won't be delicious even if you don't eat it. Is it a delicacy to mix delicious things together? Pork stuffing, chicken wings, and cheese are indeed delicious when taken alone, but mixing them together is just the delusion of common people.
.How can you make delicious food by simply stacking ingredients?"
"You have to use your mouth to judge whether it tastes good or not. Senior, you should try it too."
The ninth person took the fried dumplings with chicken wings and took a bite. His face turned red. It was delicious. If we only talk about the taste, it is still above me.
Xingping Soma said confidently: "Senior, do you think it tastes good too? If it tastes good, just say it honestly."
The ninth seat said nothing, because if he lost, his business empire would be liquidated and he would go back to before liberation. He couldn't lose, but looking at the judges, he knew that he was going to be abandoned.
"How could there be such a wonderful combination?" the referee asked excitedly after eating fried chicken wings and dumplings.
"Because this is not my idea alone, but a new dish created by everyone in Ji Xing Liao." He researched it in the dormitory with a group of students who love cooking. The addition of cheese and secret sauce were all figured out together.
, making the already delicious food even better.
"This dish carries the weight of the time I spent in Ji Xing Lao, and the time spent studying and pondering by everyone in Ji Xing Lao that you are trying to destroy!" the young man said firmly.
Both referees felt the boy's determination and couldn't help but look at the ninth seat with pity.
The ninth seat shouted that something was wrong. If they betrayed, the final result would be two to one, and he would lose. These people were all his partners, but once they became judges, they were swallowed up by their own ambitions and desires.
If they want to control the chef's life and death, and the outcome of victory or defeat, they are no longer their partners, but people riding on their heads.
The referee in the middle is still insisting, but the other two have betrayed.
The referee in the middle still remembers that before the game started, the ninth seat said that everyone must make sacrifices for the great ideal. The purpose of cracking down on match-fixing is to allow the central food institution to spread correct ideas as soon as possible and to promote change. He is willing to sacrifice his life for righteousness, and when this destruction
The bad guy who eats halberds.
But now it seems that I can't hold on anymore, and I will lose if I don't eat.
"The uncle in the middle, that boring idea that 'there is only one right answer to cooking', I will completely destroy it with my cooking. Eat and see, your old-fashioned and rigid thoughts will disappear in an instant."
Seeing that the final defeat was decided, the referee also gave up on his ideals and tasted fried chicken wings and dumplings that he judged as fodder.
It’s delicious, so delicious that I can’t wait to eat the wonderful combination of chicken texture, pork flavor, cheese and tomato all in one go.
"Senior, the food you think is worthless is actually quite delicious, right?"
The ninth seat said twistedly: "Do you think you won by relying on cooking skills and food? In my opinion, no matter how good your cooking skills are, you are just an uneducated barbarian, just a prop in the hands of others to fight for power and profit.
The reason why they betrayed was not because they were moved by the delicious food, but because they were judges and their positions were different from those of the chefs. They wanted to ride on the chefs’ heads forever. You rebelled against the central gastronomy institution and our top ten, and finally
It’s nothing but a tool for the tiger and a helper for the evildoer! You won the competition, but ruined the chef’s future!”
Xingping Soma said coldly: "I don't understand what the senior is talking about. Now that the results are out, I apologize for my poor reception."
Three to zero, the ninth seat was completely defeated.
He said angrily: "Xinghei Soma, you destroyed your great ideal for the sake of petty profit in front of you. You will regret it in the future."
Soma Yukihira didn't care. He wanted to announce to everyone that the counterattack had begun, and asked: "I won, does that mean I am the ninth seat now?"
The referee said: "This is just a fight about the demolition of Jiexingliao. It is not a game to bet on seats. The position of the top ten is not determined in just one game. The status of the top ten is very important."
The young man said: "Forget it, anyway, being able to compete with the top ten is a fulfillment of my wish. It doesn't matter whether I become the top ten or not. In short, judges, you should know how boring the fake competition is by now. In the end, you can't cook each other with food.
If you compete, you can't tell the winner at all. Senior, you feel the same way. Although you lost the result of today's competition, after all, you didn't make enough preparations in advance, and Satsuma chicken is not senior's favorite dish. So.
Next time, be prepared and compete again."
The senior looked very ugly. Although he kept his seat, all his assets outside the school were confiscated and he turned around and left without saying a word.
Bang bang bang!
Duran applauded and said: "Not bad, not bad, what a beautiful counterattack, bringing the change back to its original point. Now is the era where the judges have the final say, and the taste of the food and the overall evaluation can jump left and right again."
When the young man looked at Dulan, his face darkened. He took off the white cloth from his forehead and said, "What do you want to do? Do you also want to eat a halberd?"
"Xinghei Soma, have you ever thought about a question?"
"??" The young man didn't know what the other party was going to say.
Du Lan said: "When you come to school and know about your father in the past, you should also know how talented Yukihira Joichiro is. It can be said that your father's talent is more powerful than most of the teachers in the academy, and it is completely beyond ten
Jay is a great chef. You should be sure about this, right?"
Xing Ping Soma nodded, this is certain. In the past, he was a frog in the well and didn't know how powerful his father was. After entering the academy, he saw all kinds of fancy cooking techniques. He relied on the cooking skills he learned in his own small shop to kill everyone, which was enough.
It shows how powerful my father is.
I only learned a little bit from my father, and my father is the real master.
"Since you already know how powerful your father is, have you ever wondered why such a powerful chef would stay in a small restaurant in a commercial street? Why not make the restaurant bigger and stronger, and turn it into a big hotel or even a chain store?"
I never thought about this. The young man said: "My father has to take care of his sick mother, and he can't let go of the neighbors in the commercial street..." Some reasons can be found.
"Maybe he doesn't want to expand, but more importantly, he can't do it even if he wants to. Your father is indeed a great chef, but he is immoral, so even if he has talent, he can't use it." Duran said: "As long as
By locking up the ingredients, kitchen utensils, and store resources, a great chef like Joichiro would have to stay in a small restaurant for the rest of his life. This is what the Ten Heroes want to resist, what they want to change, what they want
Control the judges and let the world know that a chef only needs to be talented and does not need virtue at all. They almost succeeded, but it was a pity that you ruined it again."
"..." The young man has never thought about these things. He thinks that being talented is enough, and he doesn't feel that anyone requires him to be virtuous.
This is the problem. The young man doesn't think there is any problem in accepting the judges' evaluation. Not being aware of the problem is the big problem, because if he doesn't feel there is a problem, he won't resist. Only when he feels there is a problem, he will think about how to solve the problem.
The young man didn't even notice the problem, so he couldn't resist.