Although everyone was surprised that Song Shanchuan participated in the chef competition and entered the preliminary round and appeared on TV, they did not hold out too much hope and felt that he would definitely stand out.
Lin Cuiping has full confidence in Song Shanchuan: "He cooks the best food, no one is better than him!"
Xie Yunshu from Beijing North was also watching TV. Not only her, but also Chen Jingxue and Li Chuchu brought their children to play when she just hung up the phone with Lin Cuiping.
"The weather is nice today, and a few kids insisted on coming to your place to play on the swings." Chen Jingxue brought her some pastries and sat down with a smile: "Why do you have time to watch TV today?"
Li Chuchu also took out a few portions of prepared Jingbei food: "It's still hot. Chen Subai is not at home, so you won't eat? I ordered this from Jingbei Hotel. Try it and see if it's better than your small restaurant. Let me tell you, you just don't eat enough good food. Do you know what the chefs are like? He was the runner-up in last year's chef competition. Most people are not qualified to let him cook for them..."
Xie Yunshu stretched himself and interrupted her calmly, "Thank you, second sister-in-law, but it's not necessarily true that our chef's cooking is delicious."
Li Chuchu didn't believe it and emphasized again: "He is the runner-up! Do you know how good the runners-up of the chef competition are? Apart from anything else, they are all good chefs selected from all over the country. Even if they can make it into the top 20, they are all very good chefs!"
Xie Yunshu pointed at the TV: "It's on, right? The chef of our small restaurant is participating in a chef competition, and he is now in the top 20..."
Li Chuchu: “…”
She stopped her long speech, turned her stiff neck and looked at the TV: "What did you say? Who is participating in the cooking competition?"
"Song Shanchuan, our chef." Xie Yunshu raised his chin and said teasingly, "The chef of the small restaurant."
Chen Jingxue pursed her lips and smiled, then opened the food that Li Chuchu brought, which was still steaming. "Eat and watch at the same time. It's rare that we don't have anything to do today, so let's watch some TV."
Three children were taking turns playing on the swings outside. Shen Subai's courtyard was square, with a big tree in the middle, a swing hung from wood, and flowers and trees planted all around.
Although it was a sunny day, the children didn't mind and still had a lot of fun.
The sound of children laughing came from outside the window. The three sisters-in-law sat on the sofa watching TV, and the camera would occasionally scan Song Shanchuan. Perhaps because he was really young and looked much fairer and more delicate among the group of chefs, even the photographer took an extra shot of him.
Li Chuchu muttered: "Is it true?"
Xie Yunshu raised his eyebrows: "See for yourself."
Because they had entered the preliminary round, each chef was introduced in a separate shot. Song Shanchuan wore a sign with the words "Haicheng Hai'an Restaurant" written on it. The name of the dish he made was "Dragon and Phoenix Playing", which was introduced as a Liao dish and also a palace dish.
The ingredients are chicken and sea cucumber. The cooking method is exquisite and the presentation is delicate. The grade is also very high. You can almost smell the flavor through the screen.
Li Chuchu in front of the screen couldn't help swallowing: "Can the young chef there cook this kind of dish?"
Is this a royal dish? Although Li Chuchu had eaten a lot of good food in the art troupe, she had never eaten such a dish. Even the Beijing North Hotel did not have this dish. After all, this kind of dish is not eaten by ordinary people.
Therefore, many small restaurants that have never learned cooking skills have never seen this dish, let alone making it.
But isn’t Xie Yunshu’s just a small restaurant?
Not to mention the people in front of the screen, even the host and cameraman were attracted by the aroma and couldn't help but look at Song Shanchuan several times. Those who can enter the top 20 are naturally very skilled, but this contestant is so young, can he cook palace dishes well?
The format of the preliminary round is to select five chefs to enter the finals. Regardless of whether you win or not, as long as you enter the finals, you will be famous in the chef world.
To be honest, Xie Yunshu didn't have any confidence that Song Shanchuan would definitely win any prize, but she felt very proud to have her chef participate in the competition. She watched the TV intently, "Anyway, our chef's cooking is first-rate and delicious."
This time Li Chuchu didn't say anything. She held her phone and watched TV: "But it's not that easy to get into the finals."
On TV, the chefs' dishes are ready and presented to the judges for tasting. More than 20 dishes are placed on the table, each of which is delicious and attractive. It is a pleasure for the audience to just watch them with their eyes, but which one is the most delicious depends on the judges' decision.
Lin Cuiping also watched the TV nervously: "Song Shanchuan will definitely make it to the finals. You don't know how delicious his cooking is!"
Li Fenlan laughed and said, "We don't know. You eat the most every day, so you must know."
The whole restaurant knew that Lin Cuiping often ate Song Shanchuan's special dishes.
Lin Cuiping blushed and said, "Who made me the manager?"
Lin's mother glared at her and said, "Just because you are a manager, you can't bully others! He is a chef, he cooks for money, not just for you. What do you mean by asking him to cook for you every day? He also sent you those food during the Chinese New Year. How much did that cost? Lin Cuiping, let me tell you, if you take advantage of the name of Yunshu's neighbor to bully others, I will be the first one to not let you go! I will beat your butt!"
Lin Cuiping felt so wronged: "When did I bully anyone?"
As she spoke, she went up to Lin Cuiping and pulled her ear: "Don't I know you? If you don't bully me, I will cook for you every day?"
Wasn't it Song Shanchuan who took the initiative to do that? She never asked for it!
Lin Cuiping didn't dare to speak. She covered her ears and said, "Mom, you're watching TV at someone else's house and beating the kids. Aren't you afraid that Aunt Li will kick you out?"
Mother Lin was so angry that she wanted to go up again, but everyone was watching TV, so she let it go again and looked at the TV again: "Watch TV, don't talk!"
Lin Cuiping curled her lips secretly. It was obviously her who had been talking and cursing, and yet she was still moving!
The referees on TV have already started scoring, and Song Shanchuan's cumulative score is now 34 points, which is not the highest score among them, but his score is also in the top three. The scores of the remaining three candidates have not been announced.
In other words, as long as one of the three candidates does not score as high as him, he will be able to advance to the finals!
Now no one in front of the TV was talking, everyone was staring at the screen, and the score of the last candidate was announced: "Candidate No. 20 scored 29 points!"
"Song Shanchuan has entered the finals!"
Lin Cuiping stood up suddenly and ran out: "Aunt Song will be so happy if she knows this, I'll go tell her!"
Mother Lin didn't hold her back. She felt strange and called out to her from behind, "When did you become so enthusiastic?"
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