Most of the contestants in Jiang Ci's group were experienced, and quickly finished frying fried shrimp, but Jiang Xiaotong exposed the efficiency of the newcomers, and was in a hurry, stuck in the last five minutes before finishing.

"Okay, ok, oh, it's not too late!" Jiang Xiaotong handed the fried shrimp to the staff, and then quickly put his hand under the cold water to rinse.Accidentally just now, she was splashed with high-temperature oil. She didn't feel nervous during the competition, and only now did she feel the pain.

"Are you okay?" Jiang Ci walked over and asked.

"It's all right, it's not a big problem." Jiang Xiaotong swung his hands after drinking cold water for a while, "I've been scalded too many times, it's almost time to practice 'iron hands'."

But in fact, Jiang Xiaotong was led by the staff to apply the medicine before he could practice.

The other contestants were led to wait outside the back kitchen.It won't take long for the judges to score. It is estimated that they will know the result after ten minutes.

In the hall, everyone has different emotions.Some chefs already knew that they did not perform well, so they stood silently aside, and even asked the staff if they could leave early, while some chefs were elated, as if passing the preliminary competition was a certainty.

Jiang Ci swiped her phone while waiting, and saw that Mi Ting left a message saying Feng Qianguan that everything was normal.This time, she came to City B to participate in the preliminary competition, and it took her two days to go back and forth, and Mi Ting made decisions about the store.

The Immortal Cooking Competition is a competition with real value in the culinary world. Wang Jianian was also sneaked back to participate by Wang Jiati. He asked for a few days off, but Mi Ting did not intend to participate. She said that her culinary skills have not improved in recent years and she has no motivation to participate..

Jiang Ci was replying when a person suddenly walked by.

She looked up and saw that the visitor was a thin and tall man in his thirties who had been active from the time he entered the competition to the end of the competition. He seemed to be the chef of a well-known restaurant.

The tall, thin and hippie smiling: "Beauty, what's your surname?"

There are fewer women competing today, and even fewer young and beautiful ones.Jiang Ci, with her black hair in her arms, quietly stood aside and waited, as beautiful as a painting.He had noticed her from the beginning of the game.

Jiang Ci came back to her senses and glanced at him: "Jiang."

The tall and thin man introduced himself: "My surname is Zheng, and I work in Jinyan Hotel."

Probably the Golden Banquet Hotel is a very well-known restaurant. When the thin and tall man said this, several chefs nearby looked over: "Master Zheng Ze of the Golden Banquet Hotel?"

The thin and tall man: "Haha, it's me."

Those few people immediately praised Zheng Zemo as one of the candidates for promotion.

Jiang Ci will now understand that the tall and thin man in front of him is Zheng Ze, who is here to show off and strike up a conversation.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Zheng Ze continued: "Beauty, how did you cook the deep-fried shrimp just now? I was the first to finish it. I passed by your neighbor when serving the food. Did you smell it? How about I give pointers?"

Jiang Ci: "No need."

Zheng Zehui misunderstood: "Why don't you need it? Look at your age...you just entered the industry, right? Your friends are also clumsy, and they burned their hands. Don't be embarrassed, you only need to learn if you can't do it well."

"..." Jiang Ci was speechless. While sighing the brain circuit of the person in front of him, he also knew that it would be impossible not to explain clearly, so he said, "I don't need your guidance."

Zheng Ze was stunned for a moment, but quickly adjusted, recalling his original intention and said: "Then leave a contact information."

Jiang Ci ignored him: "Please go back."

Zheng Ze's complexion suddenly became ugly, but it was difficult for him to get angry because of the sight of the chefs around him.A staff member noticed the movement here and looked over cautiously.

"I don't know how to flatter you!" Zheng Ze glared at Jiang Ci.

At this moment, the judges' cubicle opened, and several staff members came out holding trays.One of them held a note in his hand: "The result is out."

The chefs quickly surrounded him, and Zheng Ze also pushed away the people in front of him, and squeezed to the side of the staff: "Who has advanced?"

"Masters, don't worry." The staff avoided the contestants who rushed up, "Thank you very much for your participation. The two masters who advanced in this group are Jiang Ci and Hu Haiming."

Hu Haiming is a chubby middle-aged chef. He couldn't help laughing out loud when he heard the result.Even though the masters next to them were a little disappointed, they still congratulated the two who had advanced.The few chefs who had just praised Zheng Ze were stunned, and glanced at him indiscriminately.

The chef of the Golden Banquet Restaurant... didn't come in.

Zheng Ze's complexion suddenly turned ugly. Seeing the staff smiling at Jiang Ci, his gaze moved over, with an unbelievable expression: "Jiang Ci, you?"

Jiang Ci nodded: "It's me."

"How is it possible?" Zheng Ze grabbed the staff who were about to leave, "There are so many experienced chefs here, she is the only one promoted? Will you rate this?"

"Let go!" The staff pulled the sleeve out of Zheng Ze's hand, "The judges scored on the spot, it's fair and just."

"How is it fair and just? This dish, this dish, and this dish," Zheng Ze said angrily, pointing at the dishes withdrawn from the judges' table one by one, "None of these can be promoted? Do you judge by face?"

The dishes on the table all look delicious, and at first glance, it is indeed difficult to tell the difference.

The chefs next to him knew that Zheng Ze was dissatisfied because he hadn't been promoted, so they pulled them out as weapons. He didn't dare to offend Hu Haiming, so he pointed the finger at Jiang Ci.

But they are also curious, why is this girl who looks too young in front of her promoted?

Craftsmanship needs to be practiced over time. It doesn't mean that young people can't do it well, but according to the average level, it is true that experienced cooks are better. The girl in front of me is too young.

Jiang Ci saw what Zheng Ze was thinking, and raised her eyebrows: "If you're shady or not, you'll know if you taste it. Even if everyone has different tastes, you can probably tell the level."

"That's right." A chef agreed, and turned to ask the staff, "The judges are done tasting, can we taste it?"

The staff had just been yelled at by Zheng Ze, and their complexion was not very good. They suppressed their emotions and nodded: "Yes."

Zheng Ze quickly pointed to Jiang Ci: "I want to try her dish. Which dish is it?"

Zheng Ze glanced at the table, and each plate of shrimp was similar, only the number was pasted on the edge of the plate.Jiang Ci was No. 5, but he walked from one end of the table to the other, but he didn't see the No. 5 plate.

Zheng Ze felt that he had grasped the handle: "Where is the fifth plate? It's not that it's not done well, you still have to help her hide it?"

Seeing this, the other chefs also became puzzled.There were nineteen plates from their group on the table, but there was no Jiang Ci plate.

Jiang Ci frowned and looked at the staff: "Where's my plate?"

Thinking of something, the staff blushed: "Wait, wait a minute. Chef Jiang's prawns haven't been brought out yet, and they're at our team leader's."

As he said that, he quickly took out his mobile phone, made a call and hurried to the arena.

Two minutes later, the staff member came out with the last plate, and behind him was an older middle-aged man who came hurriedly, panting, with a little oil on his mouth.

"I'm sorry, Chef Jiang's shrimp is still with us." The middle-aged man also felt distressed. Didn't the contestants say that they should not eat the dishes?It was other people's dishes that they didn't want to eat, so they asked the chefs to take them back so as not to waste food, but after finally encountering this dish, no one in their working group wanted to let it go.

He looked at the most proud face in the hall: "Chef Zheng, I heard you questioned our judges' judgment?"

Zheng Ze snorted: "I am asking on behalf of everyone. Are you guilty of putting away her dishes?"

"How could it be?" The middle-aged man didn't see his anger, he laughed and said, "Fortunately, Chef Jiang's dishes are still left, you can try it on the spot, and you will be convinced."

He said, let the staff take the chopsticks and distribute them to the chefs present one by one, and added: "Every plate can be tasted, and our scores have always stood the test."

The chefs took their chopsticks one after another, and a few of them took the lead in grabbing Jiang Ci's dishes.After tasting by the judges and staff, the presentation of fried shrimp was messed up, and only half of the plate was left.

Seeing this, the chefs were shocked: Obviously, the judges may have eaten a few more mouthfuls of this dish... even several mouthfuls!

"Leave one for me!" Hu Haiping grabbed a pair of chopsticks and squeezed his chubby body through the crowd.

When he saw the situation on the plate, he exclaimed, "Is this eaten by the judges?"

"Yes, not all of them." The staff laughed, with a hint of embarrassment in their tone, "Everyone ate some."

"Tsk, I'll try it." Hu Haiping got the answer, picked it up with his chopsticks, and put an orange-red and oily river prawn into his mouth.

The people around him immediately heard a crisp "click", and this crisp sound immediately showed the ultimate taste of the shrimp shell.

This is still the shrimp that has been cooled!

Immediately afterwards, Hu Haiping's expression changed. He stared and turned to look at Jiang Ci, chewing on the shrimp and unable to speak, but couldn't help expressing admiration with his thumb.

Seeing this, several other chefs picked up the prawns one after another and stuffed them into their mouths impatiently.

"Oh my god! How could it taste like this? It has been out of the pot for more than half an hour!"

"Sweet and salty with umami, the numbness is just right, what kind of spice is this?"

Everyone's expressions towards Jiang Ci were different, some were shocked, some were amazed, but Zheng Ze next to him had a gloomy face, and his fingers holding the chopsticks were blue.

The shrimp on the plate was quickly emptied, and this time, the masters who had doubts about Jiang Ci were also convinced.There is a sky beyond the sky, they dare not say that this deep-fried shrimp dish is really invincible, but it is more than enough to get a promotion spot.

The staff smiled and said, "How about it, masters, do you need us to prove anything?"

Hu Haiping was the first to say: "No, no, I think Master Jiang's skills are good."

The others also expressed their admiration, only Zheng Ze remained silent.All the people present are insiders, and being stubborn at the moment will only make people laugh more.Zheng Ze pursed his lips, trying to reduce his sense of existence.

Jiang Ci looked at the tall and thin man hiding behind the crowd: "Master Zheng, do you still think there is something shady?"

With a dark face, Zheng Ze gritted his teeth and said, "I just questioned it reasonably, is there a problem?"

When Zheng Ze said this, everyone felt embarrassed.It is true to question, but Zheng Ze is obviously targeting young girls. Coupled with the fact that he was rejected when he approached him, it is difficult for people to believe that he is "reasonable".This clearly shows bullying.

Zheng Ze lifted himself to the moral high ground and became proud again.He aimed at Jiang Ci, hoping to see the other party's depressed expression, but he didn't expect Jiang Ci's dark eyes to stare at him, not angry, but suddenly smiled.

Zheng Ze was stunned.

Jiang Ci: "That's right, the result of the competition must stand the test. Which dish is Master Zheng's? I want to try it too."

"...You!" Zheng Ze's face turned blue. He is most familiar with the dishes he cooks himself. He just tasted Jiang Ci's fried shrimp in oil. Why doesn't he know the difference between the two?

"Master Zheng is the No. 1 plate, and the plate is beautifully arranged." The cooks who were onlookers booed.

Jiang Ci walked to the No. 1 plate, and the masters followed. The deep-fried shrimp on the table was completely arranged, and it seemed that it hadn't been touched much.

Someone snickered from the corner, everyone could see that Zheng Ze would not be able to step down, but they had no sympathy for Zheng Ze's self-indulgent situation, and under the trend of curiosity, they picked up shrimps one after another.

Then commented unceremoniously.

"It turns out that this is the craftsmanship of Jinyan."

"Master Zheng, you are also unlucky. You might be promoted in other groups. This group is indeed...hehe."

"Chef Zheng, I didn't say that, it really doesn't taste like that."

The results are already evident.Zheng Zeqing stood there with a straight face.

The staff smoothed things over: "Okay, thank you masters for supervising the competition. This is the end of today's competition."

After everyone tasted the prawns, they left with the staff, but Zheng Ze lost face and slipped away from nowhere on the way.

...

Jiang Ci glanced at her phone, the game ended very quickly, there were still more than ten minutes before the time she told Qi Yan, but when she went down to the first floor, she unexpectedly saw Qi Yan's tall figure standing in the hall.

Jiang Ci was a little happy for a moment, was she waiting for her?

"Mr. Qi." Jiang Ci walked over quickly.

Qi Yan was stunned, and turned sideways: "It's over?"

Jiang Ci: "It's over."

Seeing Jiang Ci's smile, Qi Yan knew that there was no need to ask the result, so he said, "Congratulations."

Jiang Ci was promoted smoothly, and she was in a good mood: "What do you want to eat tonight, I will make some celebrations."

Boss Jiang has to cook himself, and he can even order food!If Ye Hongliang was here, his eyes would have brightened and he would have started to plan, but to Jiang Ci's surprise, Qi Yan shook his head: "I won't trouble you at night."

Jiang Ci was surprised: "Don't bother me?"

"Yeah. You've worked hard all afternoon, so someone else should celebrate it for you." Qi Yan smiled softly. Although he wanted to eat Jiang Ci's dishes, he didn't want to watch Boss Jiang, who had just finished the game, keep busy. "I askedPan Xingchang recommended a few restaurants, and there are master chefs in town, do you want to try them?"

Jiang Ci caught his gaze, sweetened his heart, and controlled the corners of his mouth: "Okay, go meet the experts in City B. This is... the market..." Jiang Ci recalled the unfamiliar terms.

"Market research." Qi Yan continued.

"Yeah, yes, market research." Jiang Ci nodded in agreement.

...

In the car, Jiang Ci slid the mobile phone Qi Yan handed over to choose a restaurant.Qi Yan's phone model is different from hers, it's a little bigger, and it's not very familiar to operate, it seems to still carry his body temperature.

Qi Yan has already made a list of the old shops recommended by Pan Xingchang in City B. Jiang Ci looked at each family and carefully selected them until his mobile phone rang suddenly.

Jiang Ci came back to her senses, it was Wang Jianian who called.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Ci answered the phone blankly, and immediately heard the crackling sound from the microphone.

"Boss, I heard that Zheng Ze picked on you today? Is he cheap? That guy, boss, stay away from him. He has a bad reputation. If it were someone like that, he would have been fired from Wangpinlou long ago!" Wang Jianian seemed to know.A lot of Zheng Ze's gossip is said out like beans.

Jiang Ci got a headache and interrupted him: "The news spread so fast? I only came out for a few minutes."

"Hey. I've been around for so long, it's not for nothing." Wang Jianian laughed.There are people from Feng Qianguan on the opposite side, all employees who care about Jiang Ci.Liang Hui's voice came from the microphone: "Boss, are you okay? That bad thing didn't bother you, did it?"

Jiang Ci comforted: "It's okay, don't worry, Aunt Liang. I've given him a good look, and he has already run away in despair."

Wang Jianian heard that Jiang Ci was fine, and his tone became trembling: "Oh, boss, you still look good to others?"

Jiang Ci: "Well, if he wants to try the dishes, I'll invite him to taste them on the spot. Everyone, try mine, and then try his, and answer his doubts."

"..." Wang Jianian was silent for a while, and said sincerely, "You may have caused a psychological shadow on him."

"No, I think he has a thick skin."

Jiang Ci smiled and listened to the jokes made by the clerks. She could tell that they cared about her. She waited patiently for everyone to finish chatting, and gave some instructions about the store before hanging up the phone.

...

The Immortal Cooking Competition is a grand event in the food industry, and gourmet software have set up special areas to report on it. At night, Jiang Ci flipped through the competition area before taking a break.

The coverage of Xianchu's preliminary competition is too wide, and the competition is not open to the public, so there are not many places to write about.The editors will feature only some of the seeded players who have advanced.

On the same day, Jiang Ci saw the content about herself as expected. Feng Qianguan started less than a year ago. Compared with other players, the volume of voice is really not enough. The editor only gave her a few paragraphs of introduction.Much shorter.

Jiang Ci clicked on Hu Haiping's report, only to realize that he is 54 years old this year, has been in the industry for nearly 30 years, and is a well-known chef of Shandong cuisine.

Neither of their stories have a high reading volume, and they don't rank high on the page.On this day, two very enthusiastic chefs were in front of the queue.

"Golden Legend!Hong Lang's amazing "luxury" Chinese dishes"

"Food is Art｜Feng Lu's Way of Eating"

There are also very appetizing pictures of the dishes in the report. Jiang Ci clicked in and took a look, and was immediately dazzled by the pictures. The taste could not be discerned, but at least it could be seen that the chef's styling skills were good, and there were many more under the reportEnthusiastic reviews from diners.

【Feng Lu's private restaurant is an existence that even my art professor admires...】

[I don't know if I can afford Chef Hong's food in this life!】

[The dishes made by Hong Lang are unbearable, please develop more dishes and let the cooks of Jinyan learn from them!So when will this golden soup sea cucumber be served?】

Jiang Ci read a few reports, one of which was more eloquent than the other, and couldn't help feeling: This world... has a lot of masters!

...

After Jiang Ci participated in the first round of preliminary rounds, she returned to Feng Qianguan to continue her business the next day. She has not made any announcement about her participation, but Jiang's family took advantage of this competition and published several articles in local newspapers in City A.Publicity draft, trying to save some local passenger flow.

"It's just passing the first round of the preliminary round. What's there to brag about?" Before the opening, Wang Jianian sat at the front desk reading the newspaper with a look of resentment, "I passed too! Boss, why don't we brag about it. Me, you, Mi Ting, who can't pass the preliminary round?"

Wang Jianian's preliminaries also went very well. According to his level, it was expected that he would pass the preliminaries.

"You've already given the answer yourself." Jiang Ci retorted.

Wang Jianian: "What answer?"

"Just passed the first round of the preliminary round," Jiang Ci said delicately, "Blow this..."

Wang Jianian froze, ignoring the fact that Mr. Wang was also bragging about his son in the circle of friends, and pretended to "hmm": "Indeed, it's not suitable... Heh, Jiang Zhe is not good enough. You see, it's just a preliminary round. Let himTerrible..."

Wang Jianian turned to inquire about the news: "By the way, Mi Ting. This time the Jixianglou contestant is the one surnamed Tian. You know him best, let's talk about it."

Mi Ting was making preparations before the opening, and turned around when she heard the words: "He is not innovative enough, this time I guess he will only cook the dishes that Jiang Deyong is good at. According to his level, it will be the end of the semi-finals. But if you meet, or be mentally prepared.”

Wang Jianian: "So you don't trust me?"

Mi Ting: "He has been learning how to cook longer than you."

"Don't flatter him." Wang Jianian objected, "Then what if you meet Boss Jiang?"

Mi Ting was silent for two seconds, with a look on her face that you know.

Wang Jianian: "...All right." Asking this is superfluous.

Compared with the contestants of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the Immortal Cooking Competition, the influencer Tian Master is really not good enough, and Jiang Ci is not too concerned.She maintained Feng Qianguan's business as usual, until more than half a month later, she received the notice of the second round of preliminary competition.

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