There were only ten people left for the second competition, so it was held in the largest hall of the county government office.
The stoves and seasonings are still the same as in the morning, but the dishes to be cooked in the evening are not chosen by yourself, but are decided by drawing lots.
Everyone was already a little nervous when they arrived at the county government office, and when they were about to draw lots, they felt even more uneasy.
Although the second competition was held indoors, some onlookers were allowed in, and together with the relatives and friends of the contestants, there were quite a few people in the hall.
Fortunately, there were fewer people participating in the competition in the afternoon, and the number of onlookers was also controlled, so it did not seem so crowded.
For the county magistrate and most of the merchants in the county, they still welcome such competitions.
Therefore, the county magistrate came personally to judge the competition, and many of the items used in the competition were funded and provided by merchants in the city.
If it weren't for this cooking competition, many people would not have come to the county town at all.
However, the cooking competition happened to be held at noon, and everyone was starving after watching the competition, so most of them chose to stay in the city to eat something.
After lunch, many people will go to the city to buy some New Year's goods, thinking that since they are already here, they will do so.
So this is a great thing for the county magistrate and the restaurant merchants in the capital.
The arrangement of positions this time is based on the order of the list that passed the first round of competition.
After everyone was in their seats, a servant came out with a jar and asked everyone to draw lots to determine the dish each person needed to make.
The first few people drew smoothly and soon it was Mrs. Ye's turn.
As soon as Mrs. Ye reached in, she felt something was wrong.
There are several people behind her, why does it feel like there is only a ball of paper left in the jar?
Could it be that this was a backdoor that my grandfather had opened for me?
When Mrs. Ye thought of this, her heart couldn't help but beat wildly.
Although she felt that this was not a good thing, if it was really her grandfather who did it, she couldn't expose him in person.
So Mrs. Ye took out the only ball of paper inside and unfolded it.
The officer glanced at the words and read, "Mrs. You will be making roast suckling pig today!"
When she heard it was this dish, Mrs. Ye felt more and more that this must be her grandfather's care for her. After all, he had just told her how to make this dish and even taught her the recipe of the marinade.
However, when Mr. Cen on the stage heard the three words "roast suckling pig", his expression changed slightly.
Although the notes in the jar were not written by him, they were written by Wan Ziqiu and three other chefs invited from the capital.
But before putting them in, he looked at every one of them.
He was sure that this dish did not exist at that time, and the hall of the county government was not suitable for making this dish.
Someone is deliberately targeting Mrs. Ye!
Fortunately, he had told Mrs. Ye how to make roast suckling pig before, but the dish was still a bit complicated, and it was almost impossible to make it perfect the first time without having made it before.
Mr. Cen could only hope that Mrs. Ye would be more knowledgeable and that the secret seasoning he had taught her earlier could make up for the gap in experience.
Unlike Mr. Cen's heavy mood, Mrs. Ye felt a lot more relaxed at this moment.
She thought that this dish was deliberately arranged by Mr. Cen. Firstly, it showed that Mr. Cen trusted her very much. Secondly, she had made it once at home before and was familiar with the general process. Afterwards, she also summed up some experiences and lessons. She felt that she could definitely do better this time.
After everyone had drawn their lots, someone brought up the ingredients that everyone needed.
Roasting the suckling pig takes a bit of time, so Mrs. Ye didn’t dare to delay at all. She started to process the suckling pig as soon as she got the ingredients.
After Mr. Cen felt that someone was targeting Mrs. Ye, he could no longer stay.
He took the opportunity to inspect everyone and planned to pay special attention to the situation around Mrs. Ye's stove.
At this time, everyone is basically processing the ingredients.
As Mr. Cen walked along, he casually checked the seasonings on the table.
The first two were normal, but when it came to the third one, Qian Yunfei, Mr. Cen smelled a faint sour smell when he opened the jar of soy sauce.
Why does soy sauce taste sour?
Mr. Cen picked up a pair of chopsticks, dipped a little to taste it, and immediately frowned. It seemed that someone had added vinegar to the soy sauce.
Although not much is added, it has destroyed the original taste of the soy sauce.
After being added to the dish and cooked, the taste may become lighter and ordinary people may not be able to taste it.
But for royal chefs like Mr. Cen and Wan Ziqiu, who want to have an extremely sensitive sense of taste and smell, they can still taste something wrong at the first bite.
Mr. Cen moved Qian Yunfei's soy sauce aside and checked his other seasonings, but found nothing else wrong.
Now Mr. Cen was a little unsure. Could it be that the problem occurred because the people under him were careless when making the arrangements?
After noticing something was wrong with Qian Yunfei, Mr. Cen began to carefully check the rest of the area, leaving no area untouched.
The two people behind Qian Yunfei were all normal, and then they came in front of Mrs. Ye.
When Elder Cen saw Sister Ye looking up at him, he said, "You do your thing, I'll just take a look."
"Yes!" Mrs. Ye quickly focused her attention on the suckling pig in her hand.
General Cen opened the seasoning jars one by one and checked them, his face instantly turning completely dark.
If Qian Yunfei's soy sauce was mixed with aged vinegar, it might be due to the carelessness of the person who made it, but almost none of the seasonings here at Mrs. Ye were flawless.
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