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Volume 2: Cooking Skills Chapter 311: The Eve of the War

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    Suman's face was feverish and allowed everyone to look at it. He clenched his fists and raised his chin proudly, but everyone only stared at it for a moment and then looked away one after another.  The daughter of the chef king, although her name is great, it cannot hide the fact that she is still young. How old is this girl?  Sixteen, seventeen?  She will definitely not be more than twenty. Even if she started learning cooking from her mother's womb, most of the chefs standing here can definitely beat her. What's more, she is still a woman. It's not that there are no female chefs who have participated in the Fine Chef Conference in the past.  However, they are basically pastry chefs. Serious chefs are too physically demanding and women cannot be employed.  This kind of contempt made people even more angry than the huge attention just now. Suman lowered her head slightly, and the broken hair in front of her forehead fell down, blocking her emotional eyes. Inexplicably, the fighting spirit burst out from the bottom of her heart. When the game was over, she wanted to  When asking everyone to introduce the relationship between father and daughter, say that this is the father of the chef king, not that she is the chef king's daughter. Suman took a deep breath, and Ouyang Mingliang hugged her neck again, smiling.  All over the place: "My junior sister is not the only one this time, all five of us are participating in the competition. Before the young chefs could react, the guests took the lead in breaking out the discussion. As early as Zhang Buhuan had won the Chef King  When it came to the title, the guests had already noticed Yuchushan. After all, in the history of the American Chef Conference, although there are many outstanding Asian chefs, the real win for the title of Chef King must start with Zhang Buchan.  Over time, the Asian men who have ascended to the throne of Chef King are all from this place, Yuchu Mountain. Over time, Yuchu Mountain has become an unspeakable taboo in the Gourmet Chefs Conference. Chefs avoid it and guests long for it.  There are mysterious people coming to Yuchu Mountain, like several chef kings. After taking the title of chef king, they never appeared again until the next chef king appeared. Therefore, waiting for the Asian chef king to reach the top has become a beauty.  One of the fun things about the chef conference: Unexpectedly, this time Yuchushan sent five disciples to kill each other. The guests looked at the novice chefs on the outermost side with sympathy. It seemed that this time, the beauty was great.  The newcomer competition at the Chef Conference will be extremely fierce. The red-haired French man stepped forward, slapped Zhang Buhuan heavily on the shoulder, and laughed loudly: "Well, the Chef King will be decided in advance, I thought this year  "The Chefs Conference can become quite boring. I didn't expect the Rookie King Competition to be so exciting." The young chefs did not come here without any clues. The unusual stares from the guests made them realize something was wrong. Some senior chefs couldn't bear it.  After a few words, everyone reacted immediately, and their sharp eyes were directed at the five Sumans who were at the core of the tornado. This time, there were other people sharing the attention, but Suman was still overwhelmed. Now, she was facing her.  That's right, it's not just the competition among the same disciples, but also the strangulation of more than 200 new chefs. Old Andrew straightened his back and stood on the step stool that the captain had brought for him. He was immediately half a height higher than everyone else. He looked around and raised his head.  He announced: "We have a day off today. Tomorrow, the competition officially begins." Everyone cheered, and the guests' eyes showed anticipation, and they clinked their glasses. Compared to the passengers on board at this time, the size of the cruise ship was huge.  There are more than 800 gourmets from all over the world, more than 160 senior chefs, and nearly 300 novice chefs. On average, each chef only needs to serve two guests very quickly.  Discovered the reason why the Gourmet Chef Conference is called the world's top feast: every chef can freely use all kinds of ingredients. Except for part of the first-floor cabin that is occupied by staff, most of it has been transformed into various kitchens, from luxury European and American versions.  You can find everything from ancient wood-fired stoves.  Every chef wearing a red armband can use the kitchen at will. Just turn over the signs on the kitchen door one by one, and the blue EE will be replaced by red PK. After you are done, you can place the food directly at the kitchen door.  On the long table, you can also take it to the buffet on the deck. Each chef has his own name tag. This name tag is very cleverly designed and is a hollow thin silver plate.  When using it, just put the silver plate on an empty plate, use jam or salad juice, and any colored juice, lightly spray it on it, and then take the silver plate away, and the chef's name will appear.  The silver plate designed by Suman is extremely simple. Next to the two English letters is the Chinese word Su, which looks like a small boat setting sail.  Although it was great to be able to choose ingredients at will and feel free to play freely, Suman suppressed the impulse in her heart and cautiously only made her own meals. She simply made a braised pork rib rice, and added kelp to the pork rib soup.  I cooked a seaweed soup to go with it.  Soon, she discovered that her caution was very justified. Although every chef was free to use their skills, it was obvious that the senior chefs had their own supporters. Each chef only made two or three dishes that he was good at.  dish, oneAs soon as I got to the buffet table, it was completely occupied.  But few people care about the dishes of novice chefs.  Suman learned another unfortunate news. If a chef did not finish the dishes he cooked, he would have to solve it himself. Ouyang Mingliang stood behind Suman, smiling and looking at the person vomiting against the side of the ship not far in front.  Several novice chefs were in a hurry, "This is the first advice of the American Chef Conference, no matter how rich the ingredients are, remember how much you want." Suman was awe-inspiring, knowing that the competition had begun unknowingly.  When night falls, fireworks are set off on the cruise ship. Above the deep ocean, the gorgeous fireworks exploding in the sky are especially beautiful.  A grand dance was held on the deck, where well-dressed gentlemen and beauties in evening gowns danced. After rejecting several young men who came to invite them, Suman turned around and returned to the cabin.  She lay down on the bed, picked up her phone, fiddled with it for a while, and couldn't help but send a text message to Xiao Ling: how was the filming, and what about the follow-up to the first kiss on screen? Xiao Ling quickly replied, but this time he took a semi-nude photo directly.  , the collar of the shirt is open, revealing the beautiful collarbone, the hair is messy and falls on the forehead, and a pair of dark eyes seems to be magical, making it difficult to look away.  ¡ª¡ªIsn¡¯t it delicious?  I'm so greedy that you can't eat anymore. Suman laughed dumbly, and moved his fingers on Xiao Ling's collarbone for a moment. Thinking that this beautiful man belonged to her completely, a strange thought came to his mind, and the flames instantly rose into the sky, engulfing her.  Burning from head to toe, Suman hurriedly moved his fingers away. ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Out of curiosity, I replied to the text message deliberately and angrily: Let¡¯s just make it work, it¡¯s not even good enough to show off. By the way, I have to participate in the competition tomorrow, don¡¯t you encourage me?  Xiao Ling's reply was always quick: It's okay. Even if I lose, I can still support you. No matter how bad the food you make is, I'll still eat a lot of it. Suman's face suddenly darkened, and after a while he returned.  Laughing, Xiao Ling said defeat before she started, but it greatly eased her nervousness. Yes, even if she loses, it's not a big deal. She still has Xiao foodie. Boya Ziqi, high mountains and flowing water, chef  Being a foodie and the perfect partner, Suman finally realized what it was like to die for a confidant.  Putting down her uneasy thoughts, Suman had a good night's sleep.  During the day, there were still endless food festivals. Suman wandered among them and opened his eyes again. If the competition in Hong Kong was a grand gathering of Hong Kong chefs, then this time, more than a hundred top chefs from all over the world will compete.  As a chef, she saw the charm of cuisine from various countries.  Hot and sour Thai food, the famous Tom Yum Soup.  Vietnamese dishes with refreshing and sweet taste, seafood sour soup and Vietnamese shrimp salad taste great.  Indian cuisine, famous for its curry, tastes unique when paired with pancakes or rice.  Italian pizza and pasta and French foie gras steak are all classics among classics.  Suman¡¯s eyes were opened to Mexican food, which is famous for its spicy food, and the unique way of using cactus in the food.  It is truly a gourmet feast and a gourmet journey. Every senior chef here can afford a Michelin-starred restaurant on his own.  Suman wandered between the long dining tables, looking at these refreshing delicacies from various countries, and suddenly a deep baritone voice came to his ears: "How are you, how do you feel?" Suman raised his head and faced  Looking at Bao Ziling's expressionless face, speaking of it, among the several fellow disciples, she was not familiar with Zhu Er, and only a few of her senior brothers were familiar with her. The remaining two, compared to the enthusiastic Ouyang Mingliang, she was not familiar with.  I like Bao Ziling with a smile on his face even more, perhaps because of the relationship between the two of them who once fought side by side with Aziz.  Suman shrugged his shoulders, pointed at the various foods that had been partially taken away from the dining table, and said softly: "Last night, there was no food left." Bao Ziling raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a half-smile.  At that moment, a smile appeared on the man's always serious face, which was extremely touching: "So it is really not easy for an Asian chef to win the championship. The reputation of our fathers cannot be in our hands."  "I fell down." Suman was silent. It seemed that Bao Ziling had heard her subtext.  The foods she just pointed out are all relatively unpopular cuisines such as Thai and Vietnamese. After all, most of the guests on the jury are Europeans and Americans. Maybe they ate fresh food on the first day and felt that the taste of these dishes was still good.  good.  The next day, you will naturally return to your habitual diet. Taste is really difficult to change.  ¡°Looking at the Italian and French food over there, the sales are still good, and you can roughly know the tastes of the judges.
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