Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 883
"The challenge begins!"

This cooking competition is full of enthusiasm.

Firecracker, only one dish, the content is simple, and the competition form is simpler.

That is, whoever does it first, the judges want to taste whoever, and finally give a unified score.

The five judges all had a cold face, with a high personality that strangers should not get close to.

Scoring is out of ten.

The host also introduced: "In addition to the exciting contestants in the challenge, what's more interesting is the five judges we invited today. They have a very good relationship and they were defeated when they were young."

Making this dish is difficult and easy to say.

Yang Song put it this way: "Actually, it's almost as difficult as roasting gluten."

Why is the firecracker mouse almost the same as roasted gluten?
"Do you know how to roast bamboo rats?" Lu Yue gritted his teeth.

He regretted it very much now, is Yang Song on the opposite side really qualified to compete with him?

Yang Song whistled, and even had time to greet people: "Little brother-in-law, play a song for brother-in-law. If you want to be happy, I want to be a happy roasted bamboo mouse."

"Okay, brother-in-law!" Meng Shijia definitely has a tendency to be promoted to Yang Song's number one younger brother now.

Chen Ming was the first to release the music - "Lover".

You are my lover, like a rose...

Meng Shijia's face turned dark, Yang Song smiled: "This is what I want."

In just a short while, he had already cleaned up the bamboo rats.

Baked things are best marinated so that they are tasty.

Yang Song's bamboo rat was already in the pickling stage, Lu Yue was in a hurry, he had just slaughtered the bamboo rat, and it would take at least 10 minutes to clean it up, and then he had to pickle it.

He was at least 10 minutes late for Yang Song, which meant that Lu Yue's bamboo rats were not yet cooked by the time Yang Song was done roasting.

Of course, whoever cooks the dishes first will take advantage.

Bamboo rat is a troublesome thing to eat, and once it is eaten, it is a waste of time.

The person in front served it, the judges ate it, commented for a while, and waited until the person behind served it again, it is very likely that it was not just baked.

When the hot roasted bamboo rat is cold, it will definitely affect the taste and taste.

Another reason is that this dish is relatively greasy, and the judges are getting older. After eating the first dish, they may feel tired after eating the second dish.

You should be the first to prepare the dishes.

Lu Yue speeded up.

No matter how fast he speeds up, he can't compare to Yang Song.

In the barbecue, 10 minutes is a natural moat.

Sweat broke out from the tip of Lu Yue's nose, Yang Song's bamboo rat was almost ready, but he had just started.

Unlike Lu Yue who paid attention to Yang Song's progress from time to time, Yang Song was dozing off with his eyes closed, and even the music was replaced with a lullaby.

Yang Song leaned back on the teacher's chair and fell asleep: "After listening to this song, I will enjoy it."

Tasty and ready to bake.

Lu Yue has already started to roast.

"What's the matter? Don't the roasted bamboo rats here in Shiwei Pavilion be marinated?"

"This barbecue is not marinated, so I'm afraid it won't taste very good then?"

"Could it be that this is the unique secret recipe of food for the pavilion?"

……

Zhou Yuanqi was also smiling, waiting to win later.

Lu Yue baked it directly without marinating, and Yang Song was a little surprised.

But it was only for a moment, Yang Song didn't care anymore, what to do or what to do.

He even marinated for a while more leisurely.

As the time passed, Lu Yue finished the first roast and raised his hand: "Please taste."

The waiter brought the grilled bamboo rats on a wooden tray to the judges.

"Well, the oil is red and bright, and the fire is at home. It is a good dish."

"These bamboo rats are well chosen, with round waists and fat bodies, which are just right for roasting."

"I like this fragrance the most. When I smell it, I know that the chef is very measured, no more, no less."

This is a common rule for the judges to taste dishes. Say a few words before eating, and chat a few words after eating.

Some of them talk a lot, and they may compose a poem while eating.

After they finished talking, the waiter took a knife to cut up the bamboo rat meat, and the judges chose to taste it.

Although there are five judges, it is impossible for each person to have a roasted bamboo rat.

They are the judges, not the eaters.

Just try it.

The waiter is a professional waiter, and the food is served quickly.

The judges finally ate a nonsense.

"Come on, let's try."

The judges are already tired of waiting.

A mouthful of bamboo rat meat in the mouth.

"Well, plump."

Two bites of bamboo rat meat in the mouth.

"Fresh and tender."

Three mouthfuls of bamboo rat meat in the mouth.

"It tastes good."

After eating, the judges were not in a hurry to score, they were still waiting for Yang Song.

If there are more people participating in the challenge, the judges will score after eating. Now there are only two people, so you can wait and mobilize the hearts of the audience.

These days, everyone likes to have a heartbeat when they have nothing to do.

"Actually, I have eaten at Shiwei Pavilion several times, and I really enjoy it."

"Shiweige is pretty good, the taste is good, the environment is upscale, especially the young lady who serves the food, she is so beautiful!"

"I also like food as a pavilion. I glanced at the price of vegetables in Baifeng Pavilion at the door, and it was scary!"

"Baifeng Pavilion is for slaughtering customers, and Shiwei Pavilion is a good place for us!"

"This Yang Song is not good, you see he is too slow."

"Look at the judges, they are quite satisfied."

"I think food is the house."

……

Regardless of the ups and downs outside, Yang Song still leaned on his bamboo rat leisurely.

Logically speaking, in fact, Yang Song should have baked it long ago.

With the time he spent now, he just finished roasting another wave of bamboo rats.

However, he is cooking in public after all, so keep a low profile.

After all, there are still so many mortals, so we have to leave some ways for other chefs to survive.

"Give everyone an impulse to work hard in their lifetime, and it is possible to catch up with me, which can stimulate them to work harder."

Really grilling skewers, holding the heart of the world.

Finally, after the judges finished tasting Lu Yue's dishes and rinsed their mouths, Yang Song raised his hand: "My side is fine too."

The waitress with her feet on the sky reappeared again, and took away Yang Song's barbecue.

"Compared to the previous chef, this chef Yang Song is probably not skilled enough, and the speed is too slow."

"Yeah, eating barbecue is a speed."

"Baking for so long, the bamboo rat meat may be old."

"My tooth may suffer today."

As the young lady opened the glass cover on the tray, the five judges who were chattering non-stop just now, their eyes widened, their mouths were tongue-tied, and their jaws were almost dropped.

A plate of sizzling barbecue came into view.

"This color is like agate, and the red is crystal clear!"

"This fragrance is like a substance, and it touches my heart."

"Especially this bamboo rat, after being baked, it looks like it's still intact."

The oldest Zhang Dashan stretched out his chopsticks without hesitation.

Snapped!
The bamboo rats fell apart and spread out evenly, so there was no need for the young lady to cut them with a knife.

"Is this a trick, or is it on purpose?"

Without hesitation, Zhang Dashan pressed another bamboo mouse.

There was still a soft bang, and another bamboo rat fell apart.

The third bamboo rat was pushed away by judge Li Weiming with a goatee.

It was still the same light sound, and then the bamboo mouse of the same style fell apart.

Each of the three bamboo rats was neatly divided.

(End of this chapter)