City: I, the God of Cooking!

Each of the four rice bowls has its own characteristics, and I don't know which one to try first.

"Let's try the sashimi bowl first." Mei Jianghuai took a spoonful of the sashimi bowl.

The crystal-clear fish meat is wrapped with rice, and the fish meat is melt-in-your-mouth, very delicious.

"Not bad." Mei Jianghuai nodded slightly.

Monk Wuwei also took a sip, and praised: "As expected of the son of the fish king, the knife skills on this fish can be said to be professional among professionals."

Qin Fangfeng took a sip and said, "The sashimi rice bowl is ingenious, I can give you 91:[-]."

Mei Jianghuai and Wuwei Monk gave 92 points and [-] points respectively.

Fang Tianqing was in a good mood. His average score for his work was over ninety points. As long as the next three people had two average scores against him, he would be guaranteed to enter the semi-finals.

But when the three referees tasted Qin Xiaolan's diced chicken rice, their eyes lit up.

"This is diced chicken that tastes so delicious, it looks like a high-quality boiled chicken." Mei Jianghuai said.

Monk Wuwei said: "95 points."

"93 points."

"94 points."

Fang Tianqing was immediately pushed to No.2, and her heart couldn't help but pick up.

Then the three judges began to taste Wu Gang's pork chop rice bowl.

The deep-fried pork chop is charred on the outside and tender on the inside. When you bite into it, the juice flows straight through. With the delicious rice, you can eat three big bowls.

More importantly, the pork chop exudes a special aroma, which can be addictive.

The audience present smelled the aroma of the pork chop and followed like a demon, staring at the pork chop with numb expressions.

Mei Jianghuai frowned slightly, "This pork chop is a bit different."

At this moment, the silver-haired middle-aged man in the audience recited a spell silently, and the eyes of the three referees flashed purple.

Meng Zhan sensed something was wrong.

Then the three said their scores at the same time.

"One hundred percent!"

As soon as this remark came out, the audience exclaimed.

The three referees gave [-] points at the same time? !
"No way, is the pork chop rice bowl made by Wu Gang really crushing the top two?"

"Even Qin Fangfeng gave 94 points, but for her niece, she only gave [-] points."

"Is it a mistake?"

The audience began to wonder if it was a mistake.

And Li Shishi couldn't believe it.

Not to mention Qin Xiaolan and Fang Tianqing.

"I don't believe it!" Fang Tianqing rushed up to take a bite of pork chop rice bowl.

The silver-haired middle-aged man recited the incantation again, Fang Tianqing's eyes flashed purple, and he said with a dull expression, "I'm convinced."

Meng Zhan frowned and knew that the matter was not simple, but he didn't know what Wu Gang had done, so the three referees and Fang Tianqing could be controlled.

The three referees and Fang Tianqing came back to their senses. Although they still remembered what they said just now, they didn't know why they said that.

Mei Jianghuai and the others looked at each other.

The score has been set, so naturally it cannot be changed.

Fang Tianqing unfortunately failed to enter the finals.

The next thing to look at is Meng Zhan. If Meng Zhan’s score is lower than Qin Xiaolan’s, Qin Xiaolan and Wu Gang will participate in the final.

"Barbecue rice bowl, um, the aroma is tangy." Mei Jianghuai lifted a piece of barbecue.

The steaming heat gushed out from that gap in an instant, sweeping the entire venue with the aroma of chicken soup, instantly overshadowing the smell of pork chop rice bowl.

The three referees were taken aback.

Because they saw that the rice bowl under the barbecue was actually a golden piece!Like gold.

"This, this is—"

“Golden Chicken Rice?!”

Mei Jianghuai's chopsticks trembled and lifted the piece of barbecue, and the golden light burst out, and all the audience saw the golden light radiating from the golden rice.

This is not a special effect, but the reality in front of you.

When had they ever seen such rice, they all took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

The three referees couldn't wait to taste the barbecue rice bowl.

In the spoon, the grilled meat is wrapped with golden rice and delivered to the mouth.

The fragrance sprayed out from the nostrils, making the three referees amazed again and again.

"Perfect, it's so perfect!" Mei Jianghuai exclaimed, "It's the first time in my life that this old man has eaten such a perfect BBQ rice bowl! One hundred points!"

Qin Fangfeng exclaimed: "I thought the golden chicken rice was already the protagonist, but I didn't expect that there is another mystery hidden in this barbecue. It's wonderful, it's really wonderful, [-]%!"

Monk Wuwei put down the spoon lightly, and said with emotion: "To be able to achieve this level of ordinary barbecue and rice, it can be said that the cooking skills are evenly compared with the old monk. The old monk has nothing to say, [-] points."

Another three full marks, but compared with Wu Gang's, Meng Zhan's looks more real, while Wu Gang's is slightly weird.

The audience present burst into applause.

Wu Gang, on the other hand, had a gloomy expression.

"The two spots for the finals have already been released, so after five days, it will be the finals! Please wait and see!"

Before Li Shishi finished speaking, the audience was already howling.

"Can I have a bite of Golden Chicken Rice?"

"I also want!"

No matter how delicious the other three rice bowls were, they did not excite the audience so much.

Only Meng Zhan's golden chicken rice was different, like the elixir of immortality, everyone begged to eat it.

In the end, he had no choice but to distribute the bowl of golden chicken rice to the audience present.

The audience who tasted it were amazed.

I can't find the words to describe this bowl of rice in my heart.

Meng Zhan never thought that his improved recipe would become so unique.

"Don't be complacent, you will definitely lose in the final." Wu Gang snorted coldly, turned and left.

Fang Tianqing wondered: "Why has this guy changed his temper? He was honest and honest before, so he wouldn't say such provocative words." Then he looked at Meng Zhan, "Congratulations, the title of King Chef is decided between the two of you."

Meng Zhan said, "I'm just lucky."

"It's too modest. I will go to the finals and perform well." Fang Tianqing turned and left.

Qin Xiaolan came up a little bit disappointed. She originally thought that she and Meng Zhan would be in the finals, but she didn't expect to be squeezed out by other people.

Meng Zhan comforted: "When I get the chef's token, I will pass on the title of chef's king to you, and then you will be the chef's king without having to compete."

Mei Jianghuai next to him hadn't left yet, and he almost got angry when he heard this, "I said boy, you are too confident, don't think that you can be inflated by winning the first place in the three rounds of competitions, be careful of capsizing in the gutter!"

"Thank you, Senior Mei, for reminding me, I will remember." Meng Zhan said.

Monk Wuwei smiled kindly and said, "It's a good thing for young people to be crazy, but they must be both crazy and brainy."

"Okay, fifth, let's go, don't disturb the young couple." Mei Jianghuai urged.

Qin Fangfeng walked over and said with a smile, "Xiaolan won't go back with me?"

Just as Qin Xiaolan was about to nod, Meng Zhan said, "I suddenly remembered something else, Xiaolan, you go back with Senior Qin first."

Qin Xiaolan obediently agreed.

Meng Zhan saw those people mixed into the crowd and left the venue, and hurriedly chased them out.

But after chasing outside the venue, no one was there.

At this time, Venus appeared out of nowhere, "Holy Lord, don't worry, I have already left a mark on them, and I know where they went."

"Come on, take me there."

The two chased out of the Wanghai Building, took a taxi, and tracked down the whereabouts of the group of people.