The strongest food dad

Home cooking?
Tang Yi narrowed his eyes and glanced at Phoenix.

If you use home-cooked food to participate in the competition, it is tantamount to courting death.

It's not that the home-cooked dishes are bad, but most of the home-cooked dishes are just for taste, and there are not many exquisite combinations.

Only pay attention to the taste.

Relatively speaking, if the dishes are really carefully thought out, they are quite works of art.

Li Mingfeng also came, but like the other chefs, he sat in his own group and prepared.

At this time, Tang Yi seemed to be isolated, besides the single seat, Guan Nihuang was watching her from the side.

It's like treating students who like to cheat during the exam.

Glancing at Fenghuang, Tang Yi smiled slightly and said, "Is this the condition you promised to the Li family?"

Tang Yi's voice was not deliberately lowered, so many people heard Tang Yi's words.

This time, many people began to discuss it.

Fenghuang was very calm, and he didn't even change his tone of voice: "Of course, I have to make some special requirements for a plastic talent who may become a chef, so that I can highlight your talent, right?"

These words, even with a blow, calmed all the doubts that Tang Yi had provoked just now.

This made everyone feel that she and Tang Yi had known each other for a long time, so there was such a special reason.

Tang Yi frowned, he didn't expect Phoenix to be so calm.

Turning his head, he glanced at the referee's seat, and the old man of the Li family was on it.

The previous organizing committee is now gone.

After all, the entire game is being broadcast, so the referees can be regarded as well-known figures in the culinary world of Hong Kong Island.

It's just that Tang Yi noticed that most of them seemed to be flattering the old man of the Li family.

Even the many media judges on the side got down from their seats and got close to the old man of the Li family.

Shaking his head, Tang Yi briefly checked the kitchen utensils in front of him, and then quietly waited for the game to start.

During the period, the old man of the Li family glanced at Tang Yi, but his eyes were full of disdain.

Tang Yi was also polite, and returned him with the same look.

Soon, the host came to the center of the field.

In the pre-stage speech, the old man of the Li family and Fenghuang, one of the thirteen Taibao of gourmet food, were flattered.

The old man of the Li family took on all the pomp and looked down on everyone.

Fenghuang didn't speak, her expression was still flat. In her eyes, it seemed that she could only see Tang Yi and the sentence in front of him.

"Alright, the long-awaited God of Cooking competition is about to begin."

Following the host's words, all the noise in the venue stopped, and they were all waiting for the host's next words.

The supporter smiled and said: "As we all know, this Master of Chef Competition has a long history in our Hong Kong Island, and now it has become a stage for new stars in the culinary world, and there is also a heavyweight guest."

As he said that, almost all the main camera positions, as well as the camera lens, turned to Phoenix.

But she still looked indifferent and waved her hand.

The host continued: "Everyone knows that there are thirteen gourmet legends on Hong Kong Island, and we are honored to invite one of them, Ms. Guan Nihuang."

Following the host's introduction, the audience applauded thunderously.

"Our King Tang of Hong Kong Island is also the exclusive referee for one of our contestants today."

As soon as the words fell, everyone's eyes fell on Tang Yi.

Tang Yi greeted the camera generously.

"Ms. Guan Nihuang, you have put forward additional conditions for this player, but you will still give her the most unique guidance. I know that some people will think it is unfair, but the referees have set a rule for the sake of fairness. "

"For this contestant, each of his dishes must be the best in the field. If there is anyone who is better than him, he will be eliminated."

As soon as the host finished speaking, the audience booed.

Doesn't this mean that Tang Yi can't lose any round at all?
After hearing this rule, Fenghuang also turned cold, and glanced at the old man of the Li family who was sitting on the judging panel.

But nothing was said.

The host then turned to Tang Yi and asked, "May I ask this contestant, how do you feel now?"

Tang Yi motioned him to tell Mark Feng to himself, and said, "If I say, I don't need her guidance, can I not let her be my exclusive referee?"

"Ok?"

The host didn't respond.

"Actually, what I want to say is that your circle on Hong Kong Island is really dark!"

The host quickly snatched back the microphone and said, "Please don't talk nonsense, Hong Kong Island upholds the principle of fairness and justice."

After the host finished speaking, Tang Yi motioned him to give himself the microphone.

"In that case, I also want to make a condition. Every time I win a game, I will have a judge to compare with me. The loser will immediately get out of Hong Kong Island and will never set foot on Hong Kong Island."

There was an uproar.

No one thought that Tang Yi would make this request at this time.

Even Sister Ye and Wang Jia didn't think of it.

They took Yunyun in the auditorium, not knowing why Tang Yi did this.

Hu Wanqi was at the farthest end of the stand and smiled: "Stinky boy, you really have a bit of courage."

Fenghuang looked at Tang Yi with some disbelief on his face.

Seeing that the host didn't answer, he turned and walked towards the referee's seat to discuss Tang Yi's matter.

Tang Yi looked at the old man of the Li family with a provocative expression.

Withdrawing his gaze, he realized that the Phoenix beside him was looking at him.

"Including you."

As if feeling that hatred wasn't enough, Tang Yi looked at Fenghuang and said.

With a sneer, Fenghuang said: "Okay, I'll wait."

Finally, the game started.

However, Tang Yi's condition was silent.

Soon, the game started.

The most preheating, there is no proposition in this round, and everyone can play as they please.

Tang Yi turned his head sideways and asked Fenghuang, "Is there any request for home cooking?"

Fenghuang said indifferently: "There is no requirement, as long as you can win everyone."

Just have this sentence.

Only then did Tang Yi start fiddling with the stove in front of him.

Everything is brand new, but Tang Yi suspects that it was bought with the money from his and other chefs' turnover.

Putting down the things in his hands, Tang Yi walked towards the ingredients area.

The original turnover has all been turned into points.

And all the ingredients, now all have to be exchanged with points.

Talking about home-cooked dishes, Tang Yi looked from the fruit and vegetable area.

My previous preparations were all in vain, but since this is the case, it can just prove my ability.

Anyway, from Hu Wanqi, the old man has already made up a large part of the foundation.

Now that he still has perception skills, he might not be able to beat these chefs.

How about making scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

This must be enough homely.

Tang Yi smiled faintly, and there were a few more tomatoes and eggs in his hand.

Back at his console, Tang Yi deliberately shook the tomatoes and eggs in front of Fenghuang's eyes.

"Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, isn't it homely enough?"

Fenghuang nodded, as an acknowledgment.

Sitting aside coldly.

Tang Yi quickly cracked the eggs into the bowl.

After lighting the fire, Tang Yi poured the beaten eggs into the pot.

Perception skills activated.

"System prompt: current temperature, suitable cooking time for ingredients, 25 seconds."

Tang Yi fried the eggs according to the time given by the system, turned off the fire, and then used the spoon in his hand to divide all the eggs in the pot into round shapes.

This is not how advanced Tang Yi's technique is, but a cooking technique that Mr. Hu Wanqi specially taught Tang Yi before.

Looking at the eggs that had been thrown out of the pot by Tang Yi and placed on the plate, Fenghuang looked worried.

"Do you know Hu Wanqi?"

Phoenix suddenly asked.

Tang Yi didn't even raise his head, and said flatly: "This referee, please don't interfere with my cooking."

These words startled the players who were not far from Tang Yi.

This kid is too arrogant, he dared to talk to the myth of food like that.

But thinking about his challenge to the referee before, they just thought it was better to let this kid out earlier.

It's so annoying.

Tang Yi knew what they were thinking by looking at their expressions, but he didn't care.

Humans are social animals, and most humans will reject those who are stronger than themselves.

But if worship is achieved, it will be transformed into a belief that is almost superstitious.

Believe that you cannot surpass the other person.

Tang Yi was the first to start cooking. While other chefs were still planning, Tang Yi had already completed half of the cooking.

Yes, it's half done.

As long as you fry the cooked eggs with tomatoes, you're done.

But Tang Yi stopped.

Because a system prompt suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Ding dong!"

"System prompt: Perception derivative skills are enabled, please select the host."

"1. Needs. Everyone who tastes your dishes will have a need to continue eating."

"2. Worship. Passive skill, there is a chance that people who taste your dishes will become your admirers. (Duration: 3 minutes.)"

Tang Yi is now thinking about which skill he should choose.

So his movements stopped.

From the looks of it, this skill develops like a skill tree.

This skill choice seems to have a great impact on myself in the future.

However, judging from the current situation, if you want to be safer, you should still choose demand.

Finally, Tang Yi chose the demand.

After choosing the skills, Tang Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

When he started the fire again, he realized that the chefs around him had already started to move.

But Tang Yi is not in a hurry now, anyway, his scrambled eggs with tomatoes are made very quickly.

He even counted on the chefs around him.

Some serve Chinese food and some serve Western food.

But none of them surprised Tang Yi, only the things made by Li Mingfeng in the distance, which Tang Yi found quite pleasing to the eye.

At this time, the pot on the fire was already burning red.

Tang Yi held his forehead, damn it, he forgot about it.