Chapter 551 Excluded
The bearded man said with an unpleasant expression, "You Xiahua people are all hypocritical people. Your people are the judges, and they are on your own territory. You can do whatever you want. How can we diners know so much?"
"Sir, your tongue can't just be used for eating, you also have to learn to speak.
Everything has its basis. If you don’t have evidence, please keep silent.”
An Zhixia smiled faintly and said, "Sir, don't think that you are not in your own country, and your words and actions are no longer restricted. You can use others as fools and make random guesses, rumors and create trouble."
"Yes, Mr. Jiro, if you have evidence, bring it out. We all support you!" A straightforward man said loudly, "I think the Xia people will not admit it unless they are shameless."
Jiro gritted his teeth and said, "I will supervise you throughout the whole process. I will definitely find out the inside story before the finals and exclude you Xiahua people!"
"Then Mr. 'This Wolf', you better keep your eyes open, otherwise you won't be able to find the shady deal and end up with your face being thrown on the ground and stepped on." An Zhixia raised an eyebrow.
"We will prove to you that the competition is fair and just. Please give your best and participate in the competition with an objective and fair attitude, and do not be influenced by any external factors."
Everyone responded solemnly.
Only then did they realize that they had been led astray by Jiro, and they looked embarrassed and made way for him.
An Zhixia, Fang Yuan and Qi Feipeng smiled and nodded at them, and continued to walk towards the meeting room. Passing by the compatriots who were protecting their own and the country's reputation, they smiled and said: "There is a saying in our country Xiahua that a dog does not dislike a poor family and a son does not dislike an ugly mother. Moreover, our Xiahua has a profound foundation, just waiting for its accumulation and development.
We should all be proud of being a Xiahua, and always remember that we are not inferior to others. We just started a little behind, and we will soon catch up with or even surpass other countries.
There will always be some haze before the day breaks, so we must be firm and patient! "
Those compatriots nodded vigorously, "We never think that we are Xiahua. If others have it, we have it too. If others don't have it, we still have it!
Other people's sense of superiority will not become our inferiority or obstacles, but will always remind us to work hard and revive Xiahua as soon as possible! "
Their blood was boiling, and they spoke loudly and firmly in front of foreign friends from various countries. They were very excited and motivated to be able to express their deep feelings for the motherland at this moment, and they listed many ways to devote themselves to construction in their hearts.
The people who had just been pretending and hesitating blushed and lowered their heads.
The Xiahua International Hotel is not only tall but also very large. In addition to providing catering and accommodation services, it also has a large shopping supermarket, various boutiques, hospitals, schools, etc. It is almost a small community. Under Fang Yuan's personal operation, a virtuous circle has been formed.
They held meetings in an entire gymnasium.
One thousand public judges were divided into ten areas.
At the front of each area sat one hundred public judges, followed by nearly a thousand audience members who had come after hearing the news.
The gymnasium is fully enclosed and has an early heating system all around it, so the temperature inside is comfortable.
After the grand, extremely Xiahua-style and highly entertaining opening ceremony, the International Chef Competition officially began!
There are more than 300 countries participating in the competition, and on average each country selects three to five public judges. Of course, some countries, such as the host Xia Hua and Country M, nominate relatively more public judges. This is almost an unwritten rule for every competition.
There are only ten judges on the main jury, and their energy is limited. In addition, fairness is a concern, so before the preliminary round, the contestants' auditions will be directly scored anonymously by ten groups of public judges. In order to avoid certain human errors, three competitions will be held and the highest score will be taken as the result.
Those with lower scores will naturally be eliminated, while those with higher scores will advance to the next round of competition.
After the chefs made their spirited appearance, they followed the etiquette ladies to their own kitchens. After receiving the questions, they showed them to the camera first. After a little thought, they asked for the ingredients and rolled up their sleeves to start cooking.
Whether in Xiahua or abroad, the chefs all had big bellies, round heads, and smiling faces, as if they were carved out of the same mold. Only a few chefs were locked in at first sight, and An Zhiqiu was one of them.
He is tall, with fair and delicate features. The silver-framed flat glasses on his nose add a touch of scholarly air. It is no exaggeration to say that he stands out from the crowd.
An Zhiqiu's sister has been cooking for him all these years. In addition, he has a strong interest in learning and the responsibility of supporting his family, which urges him to keep moving forward, and his cooking skills have been improving.
In recent years, his family and work have been basically stable, so he has had some time and began to look for folk chefs everywhere. He has apprenticed to at least seventy or eighty masters.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, calmed himself, and went over in his mind one last time the various dishes he was going to prepare for the competition.
The public judges include not only Chinese people from Xia, but also people from other countries. In order to make his meals more acceptable to everyone, An Zhiqiu chose ingredients and flavors that most people like and can accept, such as meat and pasta.
He planned to make a plate of braised pork, which was indispensable on Xia Hua's dinner table, a secret recipe of cold noodles, a bowl of thick and fragrant eight-treasure porridge, and an orange rich in vitamin C as an after-meal fruit!
The food looks very simple, but there are many tricks to making it.
It was also the first time for An Zhiqiu to face so many audiences, so he couldn't help feeling nervous. But thinking about the girl's advice and looking at the audience, he imagined them all as a group of ordinary people having a meeting, and his excitement gradually subsided.
In order to allow each judge to taste his own meal, he needs to cook more portions. This is also one of the criteria for the judges to observe the stability of their cooking level.
He cooked eight-treasure porridge and stewed pork, then took the kitchen knife and used it in various ways to cut the cucumber on the chopping board into shreds, each of which was evenly thick and equal in size.
He also carved the orange into a beautiful peacock and placed it on the plate of cold noodles.
An Zhiqiu cooks very quickly and has no pressure at all even when cooking a hundred meals. This is also related to the fact that he used to cook all day long in a state-owned restaurant.
He was actually the first contestant to finish.
When the bell was pressed, it made a clear and pleasant sound, causing the other chefs to speed up their movements and become a little impatient.
(End of this chapter)
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