Su Xuan, who was motionless, stared at the flying plastic chair with disdainful eyes, and at the moment when the plastic chair was close at hand, his body quickly dodged to the left, but he still didn't let Hu Weiguo succeed.

"Ahh

Su Xuan looked back and saw that the other chefs were also frightened, the plastic chair smashed on a chef's head, scratched the skin, and injured his eyes, and the innocent chef covered his eyes and screamed miserably.

The staff was surprised when they heard the fighting, then heard the screams, walked through the lounge, saw the strange scene in front of them, stared at the injured chef in surprise, and said, "What's going on?"

"The chef hurt people. With a cold expression, Su Xuan pointed at Hu Weiguo, who was stunned.

With a surprised expression on his face, the staff was stunned, and Su Xuan "struck while the iron was hot" and said, "He is innocent, and the chef hit him with a chair." ”

"Fuck the bullshit!" Ten mouths couldn't explain clearly, Hu Weiguo was so angry that he stomped his feet, if it was possible, he would definitely break Su Xuan's body into pieces.

Other chefs confirmed to the staff that the chair was indeed smashed by Hu Weiguo, and Hu Weiguo repeatedly refuted it, but it was to no avail.

The staff were both angry and surprised by the sudden situation, and hurriedly walked out of the lounge and told the leaders of the organizer about the emergency.

The paramedics arrived at the arena, and the second round had to be postponed for 20 minutes. After urgent deliberation, the competition team decided to disqualify Hu Weiguo from continuing the competition, isn't this malicious hurt, in case of hurting other chefs again, it will not be able to end.

"Lao Tzu doesn't admit it! I didn't beat anyone! This kid framed me!" Hu Weiguo was forcibly carried out by three staff members, and shouted in the direction where Su Xuan was.

Su Xuan sneered, and said with emotion in his heart: As the old saying goes, if you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself!

Hu Weiguo shouted and scolded angrily, no one paid attention to him, and he was still forcibly taken away from the arena by three staff members and sent to the hall on the first floor.

Mei Fang, the vice president of Feng Mingxuan, who was anxiously waiting for the results, showed a shocked expression, she saw Hu Weiguo coming over with an angry face, and wondered in her heart: It looks very angry, what happened?

"What's the matter, Chef Hu, the game is over?" Mei Fang frowned and asked tentatively.

Speechless in anger, Hu Weiguo felt that he had no face to face the vice president, bowed his head in embarrassment and was silent, and his face was flushed.

Seeing that no other chefs came out, Mei Fang asked anxiously, "What's going on?"

"I was disqualified. Hu Weiguo said in a self-reproachful and angry tone.

Mei Fang's expression instantly petrified, she was stunned for several seconds, stared at Hu Weiguo in shock, and asked urgently, "Why is this happening?!"

Such a result was really unacceptable to Mei Fang, Hu Weiguo didn't know how to describe what happened in the lounge, he was only angry in his heart, and he hated Su Xuan to the core.

"Don't ask Mr. Mei, I've been eliminated. With an annoyed and embarrassed expression, Hu Weiguo took off the chef's hat and threw it directly to the ground, his tone full of frustration.

If you can't get it yourself, others can't think about it, this is Mei Fang's consistent attitude, although she was anxious, she quickly calmed down, showed worried eyes, and asked Hu Weiguo: "What about the chef of Mingyue Building?

"Don't mention that ****!" Hu Weiguo blurted out the swear words, and slurred, "He, he directly advanced to the final round!"

"What?!" Mei Fang was so shocked that her tongue almost stuck out when she heard this.

Hu Weiguo was expelled from the arena, while Su Xuan was full of pride, the other chefs had gone out to participate in the second round, and he didn't have to participate in the second round, sitting in the lounge drinking tea in a leisurely manner, waiting for the final round to come.

After more than 40 minutes, the judges finally voted for the three chefs who advanced to the final round, and the atmosphere in the venue became more and more tense, and everyone couldn't wait to know who would win the title of chef.

"Are you nervous?" the three chefs walked into the lounge one after another, and the tall and thin Liu Zhuchu asked the chef beside him.

Glancing at Liu Zhuchu, Zhou Qida said with a flat expression: "No, there's nothing to be nervous about." ”

No one talked to Su Xuan, because in the eyes of the other three chefs, Su Xuan had become their common enemy, if nothing else, just because Su Xuan directly advanced to the finals.

"Four chefs, the third round will start in five minutes, please get ready. The host walked into the lounge and said as he went, giving each of the four people a card.

The card states that the final round of the competition is limited to 40 minutes, with no limited topics, and the chef is free to play with all but cold dishes and desserts.

"I will definitely win you!" Before he was about to walk out of the lounge and enter the arena hall, Zhou Qida turned his head to look at Su Xuan with his cruel eyes, and said in an arrogant and absolute tone.

Su Xuan spread his hands, and said with a frivolous smile on his face: "I hope you can win me." However, I advise you not to think too much, it is a good thing for people to have dreams, and it is not right for fools to say that dreams!"

"You, you wait for me!" Zhou Qida trembled angrily, he had never seen such a knife-mouthed chef.

The four chefs walked out of the lounge, and the hall erupted in applause as the long-awaited final round began.

The host read another piece of "nonsense" on the stage, Su Xuan was irritable when he heard it, and sneered in his heart: Hey, a competition is like a draft, why bother.

After talking nonsense, the host said the final round of judging, which was divided into audience voting and judges' voting, of which guest voting accounted for 50% of the total votes and judges accounted for 50%, a total of eight judges.

"Game on!"

The arena immediately became silent, and only the sound of gas burning on the stove could be heard, which was a free choice, and the four chefs all wanted to show their best cooking skills, and the dishes they chose to cook were also different.

Su Xuan made up his mind and simply made a good dish given to him by the god of war: charcoal roasted sea bass with fruit wood.

After finding the sea bass in the freezer, Su Xuan was busy but focused, and he was completely selfless, and he had no time to care about what the three chefs next to him were cooking.

"Where is the coriander?" Hurriedly looking for coriander, garlic, green onion and ginger, houttuynia cordata, as well as Chaotian spicy, etc., in just one minute, Su Xuan basically found all the accessories.

The charcoal grill was set up next to it, Su Xuan washed the fish three times repeatedly, hollowed out the fish body, stuffed it with spices such as star anise peppercorns, put on a steel needle and put it on the grill, and the action was fast and skillful.

The clock on the wall was ticking, time passed quickly, and it took 28 minutes and 20 seconds for Su Xuan to take the lead in raising his hand and signaling the host to finish his own dish.

"I make this dish called Fruit Wood Charcoal Grilled Sea Bass. reported the name of the dish to the host, and Su Xuan's next move made the host stunned.

With a tap of his palm, the kitchen knife on the knife rack flew up, Su Xuan caught it casually, and cut directly to the fragrant grilled fish on the grill.

"The knife is so good!?" exclaimed from the judges' bench.

The process lasted only half a minute, and the Dao in Su Xuan's hand cut up and down rapidly, and then the blade of the knife was horizontal, and the fish body meat was picked on the knife surface, and only the fish body bones were left on the grill.

With a flick of his wrist, Su Xuan sniffed with a feeling of enjoyment on his face, and the fish on the surface of the kitchen knife slipped into the arranged plate impartially, a total of five plates, and there were five pieces of fish in each plate, and the exact amount was terrifying.

"This knife technique is absolutely amazing!" a man in the guest seat stood up excitedly and applauded vigorously.

The waiter presented two plates to the judges' table and the other three to the guest seats, all staring at the aroma of charcoal-grilled sea bass with a sense of anticipation.

"The color is golden, the fish is fragrant and tender, the spiciness is also suitable, and the tender meat of the sea bass is combined with the flavor of the ingredients, this charcoal grilled sea bass is fantastic!" said a male judge in the judges' seat after tasting it.

Su Xuan stood on the stove, watching the expressions of every face in the guest seat change, and couldn't hear the discussion in the judges' seat, but a confident smile appeared on his face: Can I press the dishes at the bottom of the box?

The other three chefs were still busy, followed by Su Xuan was Zhou Qida, who was the strongest among the three, he made a dish of braised beef hoof tendons with full color and flavor, which was also a dish that he rarely showed, the exclusive secret recipe was prepared with soup, and the moment he served the food, he was relieved: Boy, I will win you! I have won the god of cooking!

With five minutes to go, the other two also finished their dishes, one stewed beef with aloe vera leaves, and the other roasted chicken with sauce.

The judges and guests tasted the other three dishes, and the host came to the stage and said excitedly: "Now that the tasting session is over, please start voting!"

The vote counting process was a psychological torment for the other two chefs, Su Xuan and Zhou Qida were not too nervous, they were both determined to win the title of chef god, and they also had full confidence in their cooking skills.

"I will announce the voting results of the guest seats, No. 12 chef Su Xuan received 24 votes, No. 17 chef Zhou Qida received 20 votes, No. 6 chef Yang Xiaochun received 7 votes, and No. 9 chef Qian Zhongming received 10 votes. ”

Hearing the result, Su Xuan glanced at Zhou Qida, and said calmly in his heart: Fortunately, there was no accident, this week Qida is still a little level!

The judges are nervously scoring, but the victory or defeat is actually obvious, the champion has little to do with the other two chefs, Zhou Qida and Su Xuan's votes are very close, and the final champion is likely to be produced between the two of them.

"Hey, you and I have no fun, let's go. Yang Xiaochun, who received the lowest number of votes, looked depressed, sighed and said to Qian Zhongming, and slowly walked off the stage.

"Next, I will announce the results of the judges' votes, who will be the champion of the Chef God Competition?!" The host's words obviously whetted everyone's appetite, and he already held the judges' voting results in his hand.