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The end of his nose was filled with the aroma of food. When He Xiangchen opened his eyes again, he was attracted by the assortment of delicacies.

"It looks delicious." 009 already knows everything about human food, but it's a pity that it has no entity and cannot be eaten.

"It seems that I'm a chef." He Xiangchen noticed the white chef's uniform on his body and the chef's hat on his head, "It's pretty normal."

After all, most chefs don't wear these clothes very much, especially the chefs in the street stalls and food stalls, who can fry a good dish by opening their arms.

009 passed the information of this world to He Xiangchen, "This is a world full of gourmet flavors. Here, the chef is the most respectable profession. The place where he is now is the Morgarth Hall of Taste, where No. The 12th Chef King Competition."

"The Kitchen King Competition is the name of the competition translated from Huaxia, but in fact the host of the Kitchen King Competition is from European and American countries, and most of the judges are gourmets from Europe and America. He Xiangchen is the only Chinese who passed the primary selection this time. The chef, named Kang Ming. He did what he liked during the audition, and captured the hearts of gourmets with a Western-style cuisine. For this reason, he was often scolded by netizens on the Internet, scolding him for forgetting his ancestors and using unscrupulous methods. Even because of his With the existence of many people claiming that they will not watch this competition."

"The organizers didn't want to lose Huaxia's big audience, so they agreed to remove Kang Ming in the second round. Not only did they limit the scope of the competition to the breakfast that Kang Ming was least good at, but also he The food has been tampered with..."

He Xiangchen sorted out all the information, and now he has reached the first stage of the first round of the competition.The rule of the Chef King Competition is an elimination system. There are a total of [-] chefs, and the two lowest scores will be eliminated in each round.

This round of competition is divided into three stages - catering, staple food and drinks.The first phase is now being scored.

He Xiangchen looked at the side dishes he made, and then at others', and immediately felt the difference.Although the original owner chose simple biscuits in order to reduce the amount of ingredients, it still failed to attract the attention of others and stimulate the taste buds of gourmets.

The first gourmand, Erin, after taking a bite of his biscuit, unceremoniously spit it into the bin next to her heels, "It's disgusting, I've never had such a bad cookie! I can't believe it, It would be a blasphemy for a chef of this caliber to be in our Morgarth Taste Hall!"

"At least the shape is nice." Snow, the second gourmet, shrugged. "Looking at the cute shape, I give you two points."

"One point." This is Catherine, a famous beauty gourmet.

"Two points." Louis gave him a friendship point.

When he reached the fifth place, He Xiangchen was stunned.It was a yellow man with black hair and black eyes.He didn't even look at the biscuit, and spoke directly, speaking also in Chinese: "Zero points."

Ha ha……

He Xiangchen stared at him with fire in his eyes, as if he wanted to burn his face through.

"Thank you." He gritted his teeth.

Very good, my lover gave him zero points as soon as he came up in this life, so he wrote down this hatred first.

The score came out, six points.

The total score is fifty points.

He Xiangchen silently stood aside, watching the next contestant hand over his catering.

"The salty taste of mashed potatoes is perfectly blended into the protein, and the exquisite presentation is also very appetizing. May I have the honor to know its name?" Irene's attitude is quite different from just now, and this face-changing skill is enough Absolutely.

The chef said gently: "Mashed Potato Eggs."

"A very appropriate name." Irene pressed the scoring device, eight points.

Snow took a sip, with an exaggerated happy expression on his face, "It's so delicious! The mashed potatoes, carrots, onions and other ingredients are perfectly matched together, and the taste is superb!"

The judges behind are also full of praise.

He Xiangchen looked at them trying so hard to praise him, he was almost ashamed.His eyes followed the others and landed on the last Chinese man.

"Seven points."

The same is to eat or not to eat, just take a look.

He Xiangchen suddenly felt a little better, even though the player's score was 36 points, which was [-] points higher than him.

The contestant walked up to He Xiangchen, glanced at him contemptuously, and chose the place farthest away from him to stand still.It's like how embarrassing it is to stand with him.

The two of them, and another player who was here before, followed the staff to bring what they made to the audience.The audience is ten lucky audiences randomly selected, and they have the right to rate the players.

Each volunteer has two points in his hand, which adds up to twenty points.The remaining thirty points are scored by machine.This machine is funded and manufactured by the Chefs Association all over the world. It can analyze the dishes, so as to give an objective assessment of the chef's knife skills, the heat of the food and the nutritional value.

Undoubtedly, the audience gave He Xiangchen extremely low points, except for two audience members who were also of yellow race who gave him two points for friendship.

The third item was the machine scoring. After putting it into the machine, the dish was completely gone. He Xiangchen simply took a biscuit and tasted it by himself.

To be honest, the biscuits are not as bad as they say.The original owner added milk to the biscuits so that the biscuits would not taste dry and tasteless.Small chocolate chips are also embedded for added texture and sweetness.If you want to find a similar one for comparison, it should be similar to the Quduoduo biscuits he has seen.

The low score is most likely due to the difference in the quality of raw materials such as milk and flour.In addition, the original owner is not good at making this kind of delicate breakfast, which makes it not look so good.

In the end, the machine gave him 25 points.

When this score came out, many people couldn't believe it, especially the player next to him.But He Xiangchen didn't think there was anything to be surprised about. The original owner's basic skills were indeed very solid, which had been honed every day for ten years.

Despite the power of the machine, He Xiangchen's final score was only 35 points, which was far from the passing line.The competition is divided into three parts, and the final total score is the final result of today's competition.

The Kitchen King Contest did not have so many rules at the beginning, but in order to cater to the audience's aesthetics, the organizers gradually made it a show more similar to a reality show.

It is the consistent style of the program group to make the competition more exciting and tense.

The host commented on the contestants one by one, except for He Xiangchen.Because in his opinion, He Xiangchen had no hope.

He Xiangchen was also happy to be at leisure, quietly standing in his place, like a mascot.He also felt the cameraman glance in his direction, apparently trying to capture the disappointed expression on his face so that it could be played out for the audience to see.

The whole world seems to be against him...

But that's exciting, isn't it?

When He Xiangchen returned to his cooking counter, He Xiangchen could tell that these ingredients were not fresh at all just by looking at them!Vegetables are shriveled and covered with wormholes, and meat is simply fat.

Such ingredients cannot be used whole, and must be cut into pieces so that people cannot see its original appearance, so that it can be fooled.

But even so, there is the saddest hurdle, the flour.

Flour is not easy to use, and the taste of the staple food is not good.He Xiangchen thought for a moment, then turned his attention to the contestant next door.

"Hi, can you do me a favor?" He Xiangchen talked to him in fluent American English, "I want to borrow your flour."

The man ignored He Xiangchen.

"I just think you are amazing, and I want to share your good luck. I want to see how the flour that can make such delicious food is different from my flour."

He Xiangchen paid him a compliment, and that person gave him a look, "Take it."

He Xiangchen thanked him repeatedly.

Now the ingredients are all ready.

He Xiangchen happily cut the fatty meat into small pieces, put them into egg whites and drowned them.Add cornstarch and scallions to the egg whites, and when the oil is cooked, put the fat in.

For a while, the sound of frying sounded, attracting the attention of many people.

The breakfast of Westerners is mostly toast, sandwiches and the like, mostly baked.A fried one suddenly appeared, which suddenly increased curiosity.But when everyone saw that it was He Xiangchen, they lost interest again.

What delicious food can a yellow-skinned monkey make?

He Xiangchen didn't notice other people's eyes, he fully inherited the original owner's love for cooking, and at this moment, he was immersed in his own world.

Fatty meat is really not easy to cook. If you want to make it fat but not greasy, in addition to frying to enhance the taste, good ingredients are also indispensable.In order to conceal the fatness of the fatty meat, He Xiangchen chose lettuce, shiitake mushrooms, and parsley, chopped them into fine pieces, and added them to the soup stock, with the starch hooked into the juice.

The vegetable stuffing and fatty meat are mixed together, and the stuffing is ready.

The next step is to make the bun skin.

The contestant next to He Xiangchen had already finished making his second staple food.He turned his head and looked at the Chinese people who asked him for flour.

Seeing this, his jaw almost dropped in shock!

The dough in He Xiangchen's hands was already formed, but he didn't knead the dough in the usual way, but let it fly up and down in his hands!

As if the dough had its own soul, it spun along with He Xiangchen's movements.He Xiangchen flicked his fingers, and the dough began to roll around his right hand that was placed on top!It was as if there was an invisible thread in his hand, pulling the dough firmly in his hand.

This, is this magic?