Chapter 170: The Game Ends
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Thirty small bowls were all placed on it, satellite TV was still inserting the video of Zhao Fu participating in the Chinese Food Competition, and the Hangzhou Food Channel had been paying attention to the scene, and the camera was facing the judges' seats, and the chicken noodle soup made by Gu Zheng was broadcast live.
Looking at the small bowl in front of him, the thirty judges all had the same expression, and they were all stunned, looking at them in disbelief.
In the small bowl, two slender noodles are still swimming, swimming around in the small bowl like small fish, and the chicken shreds in the soup bowl fluctuate from time to time under their touch, and the two noodles seem to be playing and playing.
That's all, the noodle soup is very clear, like white water, and the rich chicken blood soup before is completely different.
White water, white noodles, and white chicken shreds look very simple, but with a sense of elegance and nobility.
That's right, it's noble, the judges all have this feeling in their hearts, the shredded chicken noodle soup is very simple, but it exudes a noble temperament, a very funny feeling, such a simple food can also be called noble, but this kind of thinking is very strong in their hearts, which is their first feeling when they see this bowl of noodles.
One of the judges picked up the spoon, and the color of the soup was like white water, but when he stirred it, he found that it was indeed soup, not as light as white water, but there was no other soup in the soup, with a layer of grease and visible particles.
After the judge stirred, he took a spoonful and put it in his mouth.
As soon as he put it in, he couldn't help but swallow it in his throat, and soon, a mouthful of clear soup was drunk into his stomach, and that's not all, he took another spoonful, and then picked up chopsticks, fished out a noodle, and put it in his mouth.
The taste of the noodles is very good, he has tasted the noodles before, this noodles are a bit similar to the noodles, but they are more chewy than the noodles, the taste is better, and there is a fragrance in this noodles that the noodles do not have.
"Delicious!"
The judges of the food competition do not make comments, only score, and finally there will be three judges to make professional comments, all the judges will remember what they taste, they can't speak, no one thought that this judge would praise on the spot.
The other judges also picked up the spoon and began to taste.
Gao Lao also took a sip of soup first, and soon he understood the feeling of the first tasting judge just now, although the color of this soup is clear, but the taste is really good, he ate a mouthful of noodles, and there is a shredded chicken, so that he can't help but suck it into his stomach at once, whether it is noodles or the thin shredded chicken, the taste is indescribable.
Shredded chicken, seemingly simple, in fact very complicated, the technique of extracting shredded chicken, few chefs can do it, these shredded chicken can be said to be the essence of a body, the most tender, the best taste part, it does not have the greasy skin of the chicken, there is no hard feeling of large pieces of chicken, but it retains the purest fragrance of chicken.
The fragrance, with a light perfume-like taste, penetrates the heart, and makes people extremely refreshing and pleasant.
Gao Lao had stronger self-control, he couldn't help it, and didn't make a sound like the judges just now, but some of the judges couldn't hold back, including Mr. Wu, at least more than ten judges couldn't help but admire.
Their performance also surprised everyone in the audience who had participated in the competition, and the judges had never looked like this in the previous competition.
Thirty judges, without exception, all ate the shredded chicken noodle soup in the bowl in front of them, Gao Lao's eyes still looked at the stage from time to time, he knew that Gu Zheng's noodles were gone, that's all, but the soup in the pot was still there, you can't eat the noodles, it's good to be able to order soup for a while, the small bowl just now is not enough to eat.
Gu Zheng was the first to finish the competition, and the judges also finished scoring, Gu Zheng stepped down and sat in the rest area first, waiting for the end of the competition between Zhao Fu and Liu Lin.
"Even the judges have praised it, Gu Zheng must have done a good job this time!"
"I really hope Gu Zheng can win, take the first, take the first!"
"Have you noticed that Gu Zheng's noodles look a little familiar to me, like the noodles of Komatsu Noodle Restaurant before?"
"Pull it down, I see that all the noodles are familiar, the sky is good, but the noodles of Gu Zheng are not bad!"
"I'm so hungry, I want to eat again, I must find a chef when I look for my husband in the future, and make food for me every day!"
"Beauty, how do you look at me, I'm a chef, and I also participated in the third game of the preliminary round!"
"Roll ......"
Outside the venue, the four thousand people waiting watched the live broadcast and chatted, and the local tyrant had packed dinner again, and they had all eaten dinner, but when they saw the noodles made by Gu Zheng, they all felt hungry.
Don't look at the noodles made by Gu Zheng, just a few noodles, a few shredded chickens, or a clear soup like white water, but when you see it, your appetite can't help but overflow, and even they don't know why.
In the venue, Sun Er looked at Gu Zheng with a somewhat vicious expression.
He lost, he had already lost when Gu Zheng entered the top three, and losing made him feel very faceless, and losing made him even more resentful of Gu Zheng, a young man, but he didn't intend to admit that bet at all, that is, he had to rely on this bet.
A hundred-year-old soup, he can't give it to others, not to mention that he doesn't have this right.
Because of this, it made him even more angry, and all his anger was concentrated on Gu Zheng's body.
Feeling that someone was watching him, Gu Zheng turned his head, just in time to see Sun Er's resentful eyes, and when he saw Gu Zheng turn his head, Sun Er lowered his head unnaturally, and there was still a trace of panic in his expression.
Being a thief is like this, he is thinking about getting rid of his gambling account, and when he is seen by others, he is immediately unnatural.
Gu Zheng didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, but he was a machine spirit, and he kept saying that he would teach him a lesson, and he must give him a cruel lesson, and if he dared to insult the cooking skills of Lord Yuxian, he would definitely be punished.
An hour later, Zhao Fu prepared his meal for the second time, which would be fifteen minutes before the end of the game, and he could be considered to have finished the game ahead of schedule.
Three minutes before the end of the competition, Liu Lin made his food, the two made different things, Liu Lin made Hangzhou cuisine, he himself is from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, Hangzhou cuisine will definitely be able to help him add some points, but how it depends on the final judges' scores.
Zhao Fu made one of his best dishes, and it was also the most famous dish in his hands, the dragon and phoenix were auspicious.
The two dishes looked very good, each had a meaning, and the taste was also excellent, but the judges didn't sigh as they did just now, most of them just nodded, and some people didn't react at all.
The scores of the three people have been played, and the organizing committee invited someone from the notary office to supervise together, and soon summarized the scores of all the three games today, and the scores of the three games were added together, and the highest total score would be the first place today.