Chapter 170

The television cameras were immediately aimed at the jury.

Thirty small bowls have been placed on them. Satellite TV is still broadcasting the video of Zhao Fu participating in the Chinese food competition. Hangzhou food channel has been paying attention to the scene. The camera is facing the judge's bench and broadcast the chicken noodle soup made by Gu Zheng.

Looking at the small bowl in front of me, the thirty judges all had the same expression. They were all stunned and looked at me in disbelief.

In the small bowl, two slender noodles are still swimming, like small fish swimming around in the small bowl. The shredded chicken in the soup bowl fluctuates from time to time under their touch, and the two noodles seem to be playing and playing.

That's all. The noodle soup is actually very clear, like white water, which is completely different from the previous rich chicken blood soup.

White water, white flour and white shredded chicken look very simple, but with a simple elegance and nobility.

Yes, it's noble. The judges have this feeling in their hearts. Shredded chicken noodle soup is very simple, but it exudes a noble temperament and a funny feeling. Such a simple food can also be called noble, but they have a strong idea in their hearts, which is their first feeling when they see this bowl of noodles.

A judge picked up the spoon. The color of the soup was like white water, but after stirring, he found that it was indeed soup. It was not as light as white water, but there was no other soup in the soup, with a layer of grease and particles visible to the naked eye.

After stirring, the judge took a spoonful and put it into his mouth.

As soon as he put it in, his throat couldn't help swallowing. Soon, he drank all the clear soup into his stomach, which was more than that. He took another spoon, then picked up chopsticks, took out a piece of noodles and sent it to the entrance.

Noodles taste great. He has tasted tianmian before. This noodle is a little similar to tianmian, but it is more muscular and tastes better than tianmian. In addition, this noodle has a fragrance that tianmian does not have.

"Delicious!"

The judge said vaguely, and he actually praised on the spot. The judges of the food competition did not make comments, but only scored. Finally, there will be three representatives of the judges to make professional comments. No matter what the judges taste, they will keep it in mind and can't speak. No one thought that the judges would praise on the spot.

Other judges also picked up spoons and began to taste.

Mr. Gao also drank the soup first. Soon he understood the feeling of the first judge who tasted the soup just now. Although the color of the soup was clear, it tasted really good. He ate noodles and took a piece of shredded chicken, which made him couldn't help sucking it into his stomach. Whether it was noodles or that thin shredded chicken, the taste was unspeakable.

Chicken shreds, seemingly simple, are actually very complicated. Only a few chicken chefs can be produced. Few chefs can do that. These chicken shreds can be said to be the cream of a body, the most tender, the best part of it. It has no greasy chicken skin and no hard feeling of large pieces of chicken, but it keeps the most pure fragrance of chicken.

Delicate fragrance, with a delicate fragrance like a taste, a thorough heart, so that people are extremely refreshing and pleasant.

Gao Lao had more self-control. He held back and didn't make a sound like the judges just now, but some judges failed to hold back, including President Wu. At least more than ten judges couldn't help but praise.

Their performance also surprised everyone who had participated in the competition in the audience. In the previous competition, the judges had never been like this.

All the 30 judges, without exception, ate up 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 there was still soup in the pot. You can't eat noodles. You can order soup later. That small bowl just now is not enough.

Gu Zheng was the first to complete the competition, and the judges also finished scoring. Gu Zheng stepped down and sat in the rest area, waiting for the end of the competition between Zhao Fu and Liu Lin.

"Even the judges praised it. Gu Zheng must have done well 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 think all the noodles look familiar. Tianmian is good, but guzheng's noodles are not bad!"

"I'm so hungry. I want to eat again. When I find my husband, I must find a cook and cook delicious food for me every day!"

"Beauty, what do you think of me? I'm a cook and participated in the third game of the preliminary contest!"

"Get out..."

Outside the venue, the 4000 people waiting were watching the live broadcast and chatting. The local tyrant wrapped up dinner again. They all had dinner, but they would see the noodles made by Gu Zheng and feel hungry.

Although the noodles made by Gu Zheng are just a few noodles and shredded chicken, they are still like clear soup of white water. You can see that the appetite can't help flooding. Even they don't know why.

In the meeting hall, sun Er looked at Gu Zheng with a sinister look.

He lost. When Gu Zheng entered the top three, he had already lost. Losing made him feel very shameless. Losing made him more resentful towards Gu Zheng, a young man. However, he didn't intend to admit the bet at all, that is, he wanted to refuse the bet.

A hundred years old soup, he can't give it to others, let alone he doesn't have the right.

Because of this, it made him more angry. All his anger was focused on Gu Zheng.

When he felt someone looking at him, Gu Zheng turned his head and saw sun er's resentful eyes. Seeing Gu Zheng turn his head, sun Er lowered his head unnaturally, and there was a trace of panic in his expression.

He was guilty of being a thief. He was thinking of losing his gambling. When he was seen by others, it was unnatural immediately.

Gu Zheng didn't know what he was thinking, but it was a tool spirit. He kept saying that he wanted to give him a lesson. He must give him a hard lesson. If he dared to insult Lord tie Xian's cooking, he must be punished.

An hour later, Zhao Fu was the second to prepare his delicious food. There were 15 minutes before the end of the game. He also completed the game ahead of schedule.

Three minutes before the end of the competition, Liu Lin cooked his delicious food. They did different things. Liu Lin cooked Hangzhou cuisine. He is from Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Hangzhou cuisine can certainly help him add some points, but the specific situation depends on the score of the final judges.

Zhao Fu's cooking is his best dish and the most famous dish in his hand, Longfeng Chengxiang.

The appearance of the two dishes is very good, each meaningful, and the taste is also excellent, but the judges didn't sigh after eating, most of them just nodded, and others didn't respond.

The scores of the three people have been scored. The organizing committee invited the notary office to supervise together and quickly summarize the scores of the three people in all three competitions today. When the scores of the three competitions are added together, the one with the highest total score will be the first one today.