Chapter 419 This is the three surnames slaves paying homage
"Do you think I can get Mr. Nan's ticket? I've already bowed to him, he shouldn't be too harsh, right?" The fat man had just been quiet for a while, but when he saw the judges tasting the food like an assembly line, pressing the remote control to change the next dish, he immediately started muttering again.
"So this is the purpose of your bow? I didn't understand and bowed with you." Zhao Xiaojing said.
"That's why we're so compatible! You see, even though you don't understand what I mean, you still bow with me, hehe!"
"Tsk! Don't try to learn from him, he is the Lu Bu of the culinary world!" said the man in the flowered shirt as he came closer.
"Lü Bu, I like it. You mean I'm invincible like a god of war, right?"
"I mean, you're a slave of three surnames, you bow down to everyone you meet!"
"Pfft!" Zhao Xiaojing was immediately amused by the two of them. These two were indeed a pair of bickering lovers who had been married as children. They were such a comedic couple together.
"Don't laugh! You bowed too! You're just following the example of a traitor!"
Zhao Xiaojing was caught in the crossfire, staring at the floral shirt.
"Sister Zhao, let's change positions!" The fat man immediately lifted his sleeves, revealing his fleshy arms.
"Come on!" Zhao Xiaojing immediately prepared to get up. Being talkative is a disease and needs to be treated.
"Wrong, wrong! Sister Zhao, sit down! Fatty Zhao, sit down too! How disrespectful...Is it okay if I'm wrong? I'm wrong!"
While the three of them were joking, the live broadcast screen turned to He Xi's face.
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The results of the first round of the "Weiyang Soy Sauce - Fresh Chef Competition" national 300 to 100 breakout competition are about to be announced. Now, let's invite our good helper, Weiyang Soy Sauce, to the stage to help us reveal the answer!
A bottle of soy sauce covered with a red cloth, which was obviously a soy sauce bottle, made a grand appearance under the model steps of a young lady with a festive face. Then He Xi ceremonially unveiled the red cloth and took out the paper pressed under the soy sauce bottle.
"Thank you all for your patience. Now I will announce the list of qualified candidates and the vote counts announced by Weiyang Soy Sauce!"
"Zhao Xiaojing, ten votes! Zhao Duo, ten votes! Fang Hongshen, ten votes! Cao Xinyue, seven votes! Wen Xinyuan, seven votes! Qu Yuyu... Jing Ziheng, seven votes!"
After a while, the list of ten qualified candidates was read out. After a moment of silence in Hall No. 2, bursts of surprise and sighs came from the contestant seats at the same time.
"Sister Zhao, did you hear that? Brother advanced! Seven votes! How many votes did you get?" Amid the noise, the man in the flowered shirt ignored the fat man, shouted at the top of his voice, and looked at Zhao Xiaojing smugly.
"Tsk! What? Just because you heard I have ten votes, you don't dare to show off in front of me and go to provoke Sister Zhao? After chatting for such a long time, you only know that her last name is Zhao. Do you know her name?" The fat man looked at the flowered shirt with a playful look on his face.
"Sister Zhao, my name is Wen Xinyuan. Nice to meet you. What's your name... Is your last name Zhao?! The first one I said just now, it couldn't be you, right?!" Wen Xinyuan smiled wickedly and paused with his half-extended hand in the middle.
"The one with ten votes, Zhao Xiaojing, is me. Hello, hello, it turns out you got seven votes. That's great. Work hard and you will have this day too!" Zhao Xiaojing shook Wen Xinyuan's hand enthusiastically.
"Sister Zhao, give me a high five! From now on you are my real sister!" The fat man stretched out his hand with excitement.
"yeah!"
“Hahahahahahaha!”
Watching the two of them happily high-fiving, Wen Xinyuan took a breath, looked at his hands for a long time without saying a word, and fell into autism.
"Fatty! You can't play it like this. It's bad enough that you're a monster, but any girl you pick is also a monster?" After a while, Wen Xinyuan was still in disbelief.
"The first group of qualifiers has been announced. I believe everyone is looking forward to the opinions of our national jury. Now, please allow our judges to speak!" The fat man was about to hit Wen Xinyuan again when he saw He Xi on the screen handing the microphone to Nan Rongquan.
The three of them immediately stopped joking and sat down expectantly, waiting for the old man to speak.
I won't review each one individually, as it would waste everyone's time. I'll just briefly mention a few memorable dishes. Three contestants scored a ten, and one of them made stir-fried pork liver. Pork liver is an internal organ, and if it's not cleaned properly or cooked poorly, it will smell like an organ. This contestant was very brave; their courage in choosing this dish is commendable.
Next, when I tasted it, I noticed the organ smell had been completely eliminated, and the cooking was perfectly executed. The liver was tender, smooth, and fresh. The scallions were perfectly cooked. Eating a slice of scallion with the liver, soaking it in the broth, was incredibly delicious. It's rare for such a young woman to be able to control the cooking and flavor so well.
Finally, why do I remember this contestant was a girl? Because I noticed her before she even started cooking. She did one detail well: wash her hands before cooking. This is something we chefs always emphasize to our apprentices: Food service starts with hygiene. If you can't even meet hygiene standards, how can you talk about food service? Time was short today, and half the contestants didn't do this. With so many people, I didn't remember everyone, so for fairness, I didn't catch this point today. But from now on, if anyone touches food without washing their hands, I won't give them a ticket.
Zhao Xiaojing was flattered when the old man suddenly pointed it out to her, and stared at the screen with shining eyes.
Wen Xinyuan, who had been listening intently, grew increasingly suspicious the more he listened. He glanced at Zhao Xiaojing and finally couldn't help but tug at her sleeve. "Sister Zhao, what did the fat guy say you were cooking?"
"Fried pork liver." Zhao Xiaojing glanced at Wen Xinyuan, smiled calmly, turned her head and continued to stare at the screen.
After getting the answer, Wen Xinyuan was shocked again. He pursed his lips and looked at the fat man who was staring at the screen with admiration in a wronged manner.
"Let me tell you about another contestant I hesitated to vote for, a contestant who received seven votes," the old man on the screen continued. "This contestant made shrimp omelet. This contestant was also very adventurous. In just ten minutes, the shrimp were freshly peeled, and I could see they were still alive when they were served. The shrimp were fresh and the omelet was incredibly smooth. I could taste the addition of a little milk, which made it very smooth and had a subtle milky aroma. A hint of black pepper also really enhanced the flavor."
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