Chapter 199 Highest Score
The air was immediately filled with the tempting aroma of food. Su Xiaoxiao sniffed deeply and said, "Hmm, it smells so good."
Yan Guohua took a pair of chopsticks and went on stage to try the food. Of course, he was definitely not hungry, but he wanted to set an example and try it himself.
After trying each dish, he nodded and said that overall the level of this group was similar.
Several managers from various departments who served as judges had already finished tasting the food and began to give their scores.
There are five judges on site. After removing the highest score and the lowest score, the average of the remaining scores is the contestant's true score.
Soon, the first group of comments ended, and the scores of the five people were not much different.
There is no one who is particularly outstanding, nor is there one who is particularly bad. Generally speaking, the strength of the five people is comparable.
Xu Zhaodi quietly tugged at Su Xiaoxiao: "Xiaoxiao, is it our turn soon?"
Su Xiaoxiao nodded, and then she heard her say, "I...I want to go to the bathroom."
Liu Cuilan also moved closer: "Third brother, I want it too."
Su Xiaoxiao put her hand on her forehead and said, "No? You don't want to. Even if you really want to, you have to wait until the game is over."
Xu Zhaodi opened her mouth: "But..."
"It's our turn!"
Seeing that it was the second group's turn, Su Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief and pushed two people out one by one.
Among the group of burly professional chefs, the two of them looked particularly thin.
Su Xiaoxiao clenched her fist and gestured to the two of them to cheer them on.
The two of them then mustered up the courage to step forward and introduce themselves.
The people in front were all big chefs from somewhere, or at least village cooks. Suddenly, two ordinary rural women appeared, and the crowd of onlookers went crazy.
Many people were discussing it below.
"Where did this village girl come from? Why is she participating in the competition?"
"That's right. This is a department store tender. It's not something a bunch of country bumpkins like them can get."
"Don't you even consider your own abilities? You're really overestimating yourself!"
At this moment, a particularly sarcastic female voice interrupted: "That's right, their level is only good enough to cook home-cooked meals at home. Coming to such a formal occasion, isn't that just putting on a brave face?"
Su Xiaoxiao knew who was speaking without even turning around.
Who else could it be besides Zhang Dongmei?
Su Xiaoxiao didn't bother to pay attention to her and just stared intently at her mother and Xu Zhaodi on the stage.
Unexpectedly, the more she ignored him, the more excited Zhang Dongmei became.
She scoffed, "It's important to know yourself. Some things aren't meant to belong to you, so it's useless to force them."
"That's right, two country women should go home and serve their husbands. Why are they making such a fuss? Isn't this just nonsense?"
I don't know who suddenly said this, but everyone burst into laughter when they heard it.
Several chefs looked at them with contempt. Even the man who claimed to be a chef for weddings and funerals in the village looked at them with contempt and straightened his back.
Originally, he felt a little ashamed in front of several chefs from state-owned restaurants, but when he met two village girls who came to participate, he immediately felt that he had become more noble.
Everyone around looked at the two people with disdain and contempt.
Liu Cuilan had already calmed down by now.
After Su's father died, she was the only woman who supported the whole family. She had seen many scenes of this kind, big and small. This time, she was much calmer and more composed in dealing with them.
This was the first time Xu Zhaodi faced such a scene, and she was a little unable to control herself.
The hand that was about to pick up the kitchen knife was shaking so much that the whole person was almost shaking like a sieve.
She quietly tugged at Liu Cuilan: "Aunt Liu...Aunt Liu, my hands are shaking all the time. What should I do?"
Liu Cuiran thought for a moment and said, "If it doesn't work out, you can cook and I'll chop the vegetables."
The original division of labor between the two was exactly the opposite, but Xu Zhaodi was now obviously unable to do the job of cutting vegetables.
Xu Zhaodi opened her mouth and was about to speak when a hand suddenly rested on the back of her hand.
Su Xiaoxiao looked up at the crowd and said calmly, "If I remember correctly, the bidding requirements don't stipulate that you must be a regular chef to participate. Since there is no such requirement, then we are qualified to participate."
Someone snorted coldly upon hearing this: "Just let them participate. I want to see what delicious dishes two rural women can cook. They are nothing more than clowns."
The crowd burst into laughter again.
Faced with the tide of ridicule, Xu Zhaodi's hand was held tightly by Su Xiaoxiao, and she was much calmer this time.
Su Xiaoxiao said, "Mom, Sister Zhaodi, don't be nervous. Just follow the recipe we practiced before. There will definitely be no problem."
The two nodded at the same time, and their mood quickly calmed down.
The second group's competition officially began.
Unexpectedly, Liu Cuilan's group cooked exceptionally quickly.
While other groups were still choosing dishes, Xu Zhaodi had already started cutting vegetables with a kitchen knife.
Someone took a look at her cutting speed and couldn't help but exclaim: "It's just as fast as a regular chef?"
"So what? It might just be a decoration, good-looking but useless. This level is about the taste of the dish, not knife skills."
Zhang Dongmei sneered, not thinking that these two people had any ability at all.
In a short while, Xu Zhaodi had already cut the vegetables.
Liu Cuilan took a deep breath, heated the oil in a pan, and started stir-frying the dishes.
The enticing aroma quickly spread in the air, and some people craned their necks to look into the pot curiously: "What are you cooking? It smells so good."
Some people were disdainful: "They're all the same, what's the fuss?"
While they were discussing, the two had already cooked the dishes.
Compared with other chefs who were still busy cooking, his speed was actually much faster.
After a few minutes all the contestants had completed their works.
As usual, Yan Guohua took the chopsticks and tried them one by one, and the judges following him followed suit.
When they stopped in front of Liu Cuilan's group, Yan Guohua picked up the chopsticks and took a bite, and his eyes immediately flashed with surprise.
Although it is a home-cooked dish, it tastes really good.
He nodded with satisfaction and gave the group the highest score.
Soon, several people in this group had finished scoring.
Yan Guohua stood up and announced the results.
To everyone's surprise, the highest score in this group actually went to Liu Cuilan and her group.
Upon hearing this, a chef immediately stood up to express his dissatisfaction.
"That's unfair. I heard Comrade Liu's daughter works at a department store. I wonder if the judges gave her such high scores because of his daughter?"
"Yes, yes, I just tasted them all secretly. Obviously, everyone's dishes are comparable. Why did she get a high score?"
Someone shouted again. Yan Guohua looked over in the direction of the voice and frowned, "You want to know the reason? I'll tell you right now."
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