System: Achieve the first restaurant at the start

只见六个人纷纷在自己的计分器上输入了自己的分数，28、29、28、29、29、29
A total of 172 points, this score directly caused an uproar in all the audience.

"Is this perfect! It's too strong, no one has surpassed 160 points before!"

"Keep watching, keep watching, there are two perfect dishes in the back! This is a dish that hasn't been seen in more than ten years!"

Some spectators in the auditorium looked excited. This chef competition final will definitely be recorded in the annals of the chef world!

In a corner of the auditorium, an old man sat on a seat and looked at the big screen silently, and let out a cold snort.

But he didn't say anything, he just looked at Li Fushou and others on the big screen with a mysterious sneer.

And then the perfection made by Ma Cheng was also sent to these six people, and its appearance was almost the same as Li Xinxin's.

But the taste is quite different, because Li Xinxin uses dishes from the farm system. This special dish, coupled with Li Xinxin's very good cooking skills, makes the perfect dishes that are definitely not comparable to those made by Ma Cheng with ordinary ingredients. of.

So in the end, Ma Cheng's score was much lower than Li Xinxin's, but because he was Ma Tianguang's grandson, the score would not differ too much.

In the end, Ma Cheng scored 168 points among these six people.

"Damn it! I read it right, right? One is 172 points and the other is 168 points?"

"Fuck, I read that right, it is indeed 168 points! It's so fucking amazing, annals of history!"

Just when the audience was shocked, Fan Ming's Perfection was put up, and the six people secretly glanced at each other after knowing that it was Fan Ming's work.

I already understood what it meant without words. Since this is a chef competition in Jinling City, if it was in the past, the judges would give the greatest fairness to people from other cities to participate, but now it is different.

In front of them are the works of Fan Ming, and Fan Ming is not only a contestant from other cities, he is also the apprentice of the traitor Ma Shoucheng, and he is also the person he sent to challenge the entire chef circle in Jinling City.

Since this was the case, it was impossible for them to give Fan Ming fairness, and there was no way to do it. If you want to blame, you can only blame Fan Ming for having a good teacher!

Li Fushou and others tasted Fan Ming's perfection one after another, but after tasting it, their brows began to wrinkle slightly.

Fan Ming's perfect dish is even more delicious than Li Xinxin's and Fan Ming's perfect. The heat is just right, the color and appearance are excellent, and even the taste is impeccable.

"It's a pity that Ma Shouguo is so gifted that he can teach his apprentices to such an extent. And Fan Ming, if it wasn't for Ma Shoucheng, maybe he could be accepted as a disciple." Li Fushou was startled and sighed secretly. Take a breath.

At this moment, these six people all had a love for talent in their hearts, but when they thought of Fan Ming's identity, they all sighed. What a pity, such a talented person, but he can only be buried in this competition.

Make a sacrifice for their struggle with Ma Shoucheng.

Li Fushou and others weighed it in their hearts, and finally gave out the scores respectively, but the total score made the audience start to discuss, which was a bit unbelievable.

"Such a low score for perfect? ​​It's not right!"

"130 four points! How is it possible, did this dish fail?"

"It's probably true. These six are all bigwig-level figures. How could they make a wrong judgment? What a pity, what a pity. If we practice for a few more years, maybe we can really make perfect ones."

"It doesn't make sense, you can see that this product should be excellent."

Of course, these discussions among the audience are discussions, but they can't cause any big waves, because no one in the chef industry has questioned the six people in the judging room, and they represent the ceiling of the chef industry today.

Fan Ming, who was in the audience, looked at his scores among the six judges with a gloomy expression on his face. He looked into a corner of the auditorium, only to find an old man nodding slightly to him.

Seeing the old man's actions, Fan Ming's inner worry was reduced a bit, and he responded to him.

That old man was naturally Fan Ming's master, Ma Shoucheng.

After Ma Shoucheng glanced at Fan Ming, he stopped looking at him, but turned his head to look at the old friends on the big screen again, grinned, and said in a gloomy voice: "It's really a good handwriting!" , don’t think that you are the only ones who can do these things.”

Cheng Yuan's Nine Stars Lianju was placed at the end, and after Fan Ming's perfect scoring, it was Cheng Yuan's Nine Stars Lianju.

When this dish was served, Cheng Yuan's palms were already sweating, and Tan Ziling and others in the audience were also clenched their fists nervously.

"This is indeed Jiuxing Lianzhu." Li Fushou looked at the presented work, he sighed meaningfully and then said the name of this dish seemingly casually.

Although his voice was very small, it was amplified enough by the microphone to be heard by all the audience.

When Li Fushou's voice spread throughout the audience, his voice dissipated, but the audience was completely silent, no one spoke, and everyone's faces showed a trace of sluggishness.

Only Tan Ziling and the few people who just came to see Cheng Yuan and didn't know how to do it didn't know what happened.

"Sister, what's wrong with them?" Cheng Yuanyuan turned her head to look at the people on the left and right, and saw those people staring at the big screen motionlessly, as if they had been cast with a holding spell.

Tan Ziling was also a little puzzled, but when she heard Li Fushou's words, she had a vague guess in her heart that it was all because of Cheng Yuan's dish.

A few seconds later, I don't know who made the first sound. This sound was like a stone thrown into the calm water, causing ripples immediately.

"Nine Stars Lianzhu! Damn! I heard it right! Nine Stars Lianzhu appeared at the Jinling City Chef Competition! Mom, I got my wish!"

"Fuck! This is Boss Cheng's work, I knew Boss Cheng must be a person with real skills!"

"Hey, take the money, take the money, Boss Cheng is definitely the champion this time, you guys lost! Take the money!"

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Just as the audience was making noise, Zhang Zecheng tremblingly picked up the chopsticks in front of him and stretched it towards Jiuxing Lianzhu.

This Jiuxinglianzhu, which had not been made by anyone in Jinling City for decades, was presented by a young man in his 20s in the final of the chef competition, in front of these old guys who were about to die.