Chapter 925 Dirty Means

"Next, let me introduce to you the judges this time. They are carefully selected from three countries: Japan, the United States and France. They can definitely be fair and impartial, and there will never be any cheating. Phenomenon.

Please let me first introduce to you Joyce Clement, a famous gourmet from the United States! Some people may not know the origin of Mr. Joyce, but everyone will know his other name, which is - Picky Gourmet! "As soon as Itai Ami finished speaking, there were bursts of exclamations.

From these voices, Yang Ming also collected information about this judge. Joyce was active in the United States and found fault with many five-star hotels and three-star restaurants. Many hotels and restaurants would be affected by him because of him. He rose up with two sentences, and many hotels and restaurants also fell because of his one or two sentences.

…

The long introduction was finally ready to end, and the atmosphere reached its peak due to this introduction. Itai Ami took the microphone and said in a naughty tone:

"The last one is also our local gourmet. She grew up eating all kinds of delicious dishes. I think everyone already knows her name. She is the future chef and the future heir of the Nakiri family, Nakiri. Miss Kiri Erina!!!”

"|Nakiri Erina!"

"|Nakiri Erina!"

"|Nakiri Erina!"

After Ami Itai finished speaking, Erina Nakiri waved her hands symbolically to the people below. The shouts of the wolf friends immediately rang out below. With that enthusiastic voice, Yang Ming seemed to have seen the brain damage of the stars in his previous life. Like a fan, he couldn't help but sigh again at the strangeness of this world and the high status of a chef!

After the voice slowly subsided, Itai Ami said with a smile: "Rules, I don't think I need to introduce them a second time. This is undoubtedly a waste of everyone's time, isn't it? Therefore, I declare that no matter what dishes are cooked, OK, but you can’t use internationally banned seasonings.

The cooking time is two hours. If you can't finish it within two hours, you are considered a loser. If it is completed, the judges will review the dish and give the final score!

Dear gentlemen, for the business of your restaurant and the glory that may belong to you, use your soul as a chef and work hard, and don’t leave any regrets! ! ! "

"oh!"

The chefs present were stunned by the names of the judges above. How could they not be excited when they thought that their dishes might be rated by the judges above? Therefore, each of them now roared with great momentum.

"Now, the 49th Food Street Food Competition officially begins!!!"

With Ami Itai's voice, the entire food court fell silent, except for the sound of the kitchen knife falling on the chopping board.

The atmosphere also became extremely weird at this moment. The chefs who were so enthusiastic just now calmed down, and an atmosphere of strong fighting spirit spread in the square.

Everyone was busy cooking. At this moment, Yang Ming seemed to be infected by the strong atmosphere. The lazy look on his face disappeared instantly and was replaced by a serious look!

Perhaps none of the chefs present could match him at his peak, but with hundreds of chefs competing together and competing on the same stage, Yang Ming felt for the first time that it was great to be in this world!

Rose striped fish is not difficult to process. You only need to remove the fish bones, roll the meat inside into a rose shape, and add delicious seasonings, then you are done!

However, the difficulty of this dish lies in the knife skills and the method of rolling the meat. If these two items cannot be handled well, the freshness of the rose striped fish will be damaged, and the taste will be ruined!

Regarding the above two points, Yang Ming said that he was not under much pressure, so he was about to start cooking. However, when he just opened the cabinet under the kitchen counter, he was surprised to find that there was only one salmon, oil and soy sauce in the cabinet. Three things, and all the other seasonings disappeared without a trace, as if they were not prepared at all!

error? Feng Zhiqi didn't explain clearly?

Yang Ming thought quickly in his mind, because one salmon is only enough for one person, but there are enough judges on it, how can one fish be tasted by ten people?

Moreover, the only seasonings are oil and soy sauce, which are not enough to make the best seasonings. How can we compare with this?

"Boy?"

While Yang Ming was thinking about whether there was a mistake in any link, a gloomy voice came from beside him: "Are you stupid? Helping Feng Zhiqi, that Bichi, is definitely the biggest shame in your life! "

When Yang Ming heard this, he turned around and saw that standing on the kitchen table next to him was the chef who had just been standing behind Feng Zhiyun. At this time, the chef was looking at him with an expression of gloating on his face.

"What did you do?" Yang Ming's face suddenly darkened. This was the first time he had seen such despicable methods!

"Haha..." The chef smiled gloomily: "Who knows who did it? Can't you just wait for failure?"

"Failure?" A majestic smile appeared on the corner of Yang Ming's mouth, and a dangerous light appeared in his eyes: "I really don't know how to write the word failure. I will make you regret it this time!"

"Haha..." The man smiled, but ignored Yang Ming and continued to cook the food in his hands, but his expression indicated that Yang Ming had failed.

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Below the food court, Feng Zhiqi looked anxiously at Yang Ming, who had a gloomy face and had not yet started cooking. He couldn't help but ask Chef Henggou next to him: "Chef Henggou, why don't you think Yang Ming has started cooking? Two hours is not a lot of time, even if it doesn’t take long to make the rose striped fish, it’s for ten people, so it still takes half an hour, right?”

"For ten people?" Before Chef Henggou could answer, Feng Zhiyun appeared next to Feng Zhiqi: "Don't you naively think that I won't do anything to your ingredients?"

Feng Zhiqi's heart sank, and then he looked at Feng Zhiyun with a gloomy face: "I think you are really looking for death, right?"

"Looking for death?" Feng Zhiyun sneered: "Dear sister, this is what you taught me. No matter what you do, even if you are sure of winning, you still need to be fully prepared, right? I will follow your teachings. I’m here to do it.”