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The game officially begins.
Henry Zhang washed the fresh pork in a hurry, then picked up the kitchen knife and started to cut the meat.
The key to stir-fried meat with chili is the tenderness of the meat. To achieve tenderness, the meat must be cut into thin slices. After frying in hot oil, roll it once and take it out of the pan.
The whole place was silent, only the sound of kitchen knives chopping on the chopping board could be heard. The judges on the stage also carefully observed every move of the chefs in the audience.
Soon, half an hour passed.
The first course was limited to half an hour. When the time was up, all the chefs stopped.
A total of fifty plates of chili fried pork were brought to the judges' table one after another, waiting for the judges' results.
The chefs in the audience were a little nervous. The simpler the home-cooked dish, the more difficult it is to create flavor and new ideas.
This first dish is simple and easy to make, but it is a great test of the chef¡¯s skills.
Half of the people will be eliminated in the first round, and only the remaining half will be eligible to enter the next round.
"Eh? Contestant No. 8 did a good job. It's really good and delicious. You guys should try it quickly!"
At this time, a gourmet in his fifties suddenly raised his eyebrows and showed an expression of surprise.
Soon, the judges had tasted fifty dishes, but their top pick was the fried pork with chili made by contestant No. 8.
"Yes, the meat is very delicious and spicy. The spiciness of the chili peppers is perfectly integrated into the meat. This is definitely the best chili fried pork I have ever tasted."
After some discussion, the judges handed the host a list with the numbers of those who were promoted. Those whose names were not read out were naturally eliminated.
The host came to the center of the venue and said excitedly:
"Our first round of competition has ended, and I have good news for everyone. There is a chef who has won unanimous recognition from all the judges!"
At this point, the host paused deliberately, "After discussion by the judges, it was unanimously decided that No. 8 would advance directly to the third round. The others who advanced were Liu Xin, Qian Baoqing, Cao Hang"
When everyone heard that No. 8 directly advanced to the third round, they all turned their attention to Henry Zhang.
Henry Zhang stood with a smile and waved to everyone. Qian Baoqing almost jumped in anger at this scene.
"Why can he be promoted directly? I don't accept it. It's unfair. I protest!"
"It's useless for you to protest. If you are not as skilled as others, you are not as skilled as others." Henry Zhang laughed disdainfully.
The other chefs also felt it was unfair, and they were even more dissatisfied with Henry Zhang, but this was the judges¡¯ decision, and they did not dare to offend the judges.
"Now everyone can rest for half an hour. The scene needs to be rearranged. Please eliminate the contestants and leave the scene as soon as possible."
Although Qian Baoqing was promoted, he was not convinced.
"How come that kid can advance directly to the third round? I'm a three-star Michelin chef, and that kid is young and knows how to cook shit!"
When the host just announced the results of the first round of competition, the guests in the audience were shocked.
They didn¡¯t expect such a dramatic scene.
"Do you know who that guy is? Which restaurant is the chef?"
"I don't know, but he must have conquered the judges if he was able to advance directly. He is so powerful at such a young age, and his future is limitless."
Many of the guests in the guest seats are hotel owners. They are actually poaching. If they meet a good chef, they don¡¯t mind paying a high price to hire it.
"Hmph, I don't think so. What new ideas can be made by stir-fried pork with chili? Maybe he is the default winner. He has the background."
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Outside the competition venue, Shen Aojun was sitting on the sofa on the first floor, somewhat anxious.
Whether Xishi Chinese Food can reach the sky in one step and make a name for itself in Yinzhou depends on Henry Zhang¡¯s performance.
"Hey, isn't this a BBQ Xi Shi? Why are you here too?"
At this time, a slim woman came over. She was wearing a black cheongsam, with a Vacheron Constantin on her wrist, and a two-carat diamond on her finger, sparkling.
Shen Aojun looked up and saw that she knew this woman. She was Lin Mei, the vice president of Fenglin Restaurant.
Shen Aojun once delivered a barbecue to this restaurant. Both the waiters and the chefs in the back kitchen were all amazed by Shen Aojun's beauty, and they jokingly called her the most beautiful beauty.
As a result, Lin Mei got furious andThe waiters reprimanded him and even canceled Xishi Barbecue¡¯s delivery qualification.
Shen Aojun admits that he has no fault in Lin Mei, but Lin Mei has called her a vixen and a coquettish woman several times. Shen Aojun can only understand that this is a kind of female jealousy.
Therefore, Shen Aojun didn't look good when he saw Lin Mei.
"It's Mr. Lin, I didn't expect you to come too."
Lin Mei sneered, fiddled with the diamond ring in her hand and said, "Of course I'm coming. Today's title of Chef God, our chef Qian Baoqing, is bound to win."
"It's you, what are you doing here as a barbecue guy? Oh, I heard, I heard that you opened a Chinese restaurant? Tsk, tsk, it seems like you are a rich man on the list."
Shen Aojun suddenly frowned and said, "Mr. Lin, you have no basis and no evidence. Don't accuse others unjustly. If you are capable, you can see the real results in the Master of Cooking competition. What's the difference between chewing your tongue and being a tongue-tied woman?"
Lin Mei hugged her shoulders and said with a half-smile: "Xi Shi Chinese Restaurant, hum, I don't think you can find any chef. Just now I saw you with a young man in his twenties, that must be the chef. I guess I won¡¯t even advance to the next round.¡±
Shen Aojun also held his breath and said coldly: "Age is not the same as cooking skills. Qian Baoqing is very famous, and I haven't seen how good your restaurant's business is. Why don't you still order my barbecue?"
"You hmph, I'm too lazy to argue with you, so I dropped the price! Let's see, the title of God of Cooking must belong to our Maple Forest Restaurant!"
There is still some time before the next round of the competition, and more than twenty chefs are resting in the lounge. The chef circle is so large, many people know each other, and they chat with each other.
Many chefs also looked in the direction of Henry Zhang, and it seemed that the focus of their discussion was also Henry Zhang.
Qian Baoqing chatted with the chefs for a while. The more he thought about it, the more he held his breath. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Henry Zhang must have gone through the back door.
"You broke the rules of the competition. What qualifications do you have to participate in the competition? Tell me, how much money did you give to the jury?"
Henry Zhang frowned, ¡°Shut up, I don¡¯t like dogs barking when I¡¯m resting.¡±
"Youhow dare you call me a dog?" Qian Baoqing jumped up and pointed at Henry Zhang and shouted.
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"Why, you don't accept it, right? You want to take action, right? How about this, I won't fight back. If you can touch me, I will admit defeat and withdraw from this game. How about this?"
"This old guy has an arrogant and aggressive attitude, and he doesn't take care of himself. I really can't stand it." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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