"Brother Chang, is this the audience judge's seat?"

In the hall, the bright sunlight shines in through the tall floor-to-ceiling windows. Hundreds of round tables are arranged in a staggered manner in the large space, and four audience judges are seated at each table.

Chang Dong walked down the aisle with the interns, looking left and right: "Hurry up and find Chef Zhao's dishes."

In the competition area, Zhao Zeming's dishes had been served on the judges' table a while ago. Chang Dong looked at the expressions on the judges' faces from a distance, and knew that Zhao Zeming had won this time.

After obtaining the organizer's consent, he followed a group of reporters into the auditorium for interviews.

"Chef Zhao's dishes are in group D!" The intern had sharp eyes and quickly spotted the target, and the two hurried towards the target area.There is still a distance of two meters, and there is a very elegant fragrance, even if it is mixed with all kinds of vegetables, the smell is very attractive.

There were old and young sitting on the table, and a thin old man obviously knew the goods. As the staff brought the plate to the table, he recognized the dish at a glance: "Dinghu Shangsu!"

That's right, what Zhao Zeming cooks is a classic famous dish called "Dinghu Shangsu".

In the celadon-colored tile plate, more than ten kinds of fresh mountain delicacies are neatly piled up into an exquisite hill. As the old man uses his chopsticks to open it, the faint fragrance becomes more obvious: shiitake mushrooms, elm ears, sweet-scented osmanthus ears, bambooMore than a dozen kinds of precious vegetable dishes, such as scallions, are boiled first, and then go through several processes such as simmering and steaming, until the taste of the soup is completely soaked into all kinds of mountain delicacies, and the umami taste of the mountain delicacies is also absorbed.Inspired, blended with each other, and formed a school of its own.

"It smells so good!" Chang Dong stared blankly at the people on the table moving their chopsticks, forgetting the script of the question, and his mind was full of Zhao Zeming, who really deserves to be the talented successor of Hong Lou.

Just looking at it, Chang Dong felt the charm of this vegetable dish: the fungus that was steamed softly, was shiny and translucent, and would bounce slightly after being picked up by the chopsticks, which made people immediately imaginesmooth and tender;

The tender white bamboo shoots, dyed slightly yellow by the sauce, are hidden under various fungus, showing the unique umami taste in nature. With the teeth biting down, you can imagine the crackling taste of the fresh bamboo shoots, crisp and crispIncomparable;

There are also plump and moist shiitake mushrooms, which are painted with cross-shaped knives, and are completely soaked in the soup. It seems that when you squeeze them lightly, the plump juice will overflow, and the unique fragrance of shiitake mushrooms will also overflow into the mouth...

Chang Dong was in a daze for a few seconds, swallowing with difficulty.

What the hell, this can be said to be the only vegetarian dish he has seen in food magazines for so many years!

For a moment, everyone at the table was intoxicated by eating, the old man even picked up a few chopsticks, and Chang Dong didn't even realize he was standing beside him, he just shook his head and sighed: "This dish is perfect! This chef specializes in vegetarian dishesKung Fu is top-notch in the whole country, I have eaten so many vegetarian restaurants, and there are not many that can compare with it! This dish is definitely the first in this field!"

Chang Dong was overjoyed. Hearing that the audience and judges commented on his writing subject, it was a lie that he was unhappy.And just as he was about to ask, he heard a boy at the same table say "ah" and shouted, "This dish! Try this dish! This dish is delicious!"

The boy looks only in his teens, but those who can appear here are all audience judges recognized by the Immortal Chef Competition, tasting delicious food regardless of age.

Several people looked and saw the young man pointing to a dish that was not known when it would be on the table.

Chang Dong glanced at it, suddenly thought of something, and trembled in his heart, but the old man smiled: "Children like these things."

The dishes in front of me are made into the appearance of "eight treasures bag", which is a common shape of New Year's Eve dishes.The jasper-colored cabbage leaves are steamed until they are tender and transparent, and the vegetable fillings are wrapped inside, and the mouth of the bag is tied with slender green leaves to form a cute little "lucky bag".

The eight lucky bags are clustered together on the plate and squeezed against each other. It is lively and festive at first glance, which is very popular.

"This is really delicious!" The boy raised his voice dissatisfied.

The old man chuckled: "Okay, I'll try it."

"It's so cute!" A woman on the table couldn't help but picked up a small lucky bag, and held it up to her eyes for a closer look. The lucky bag was so cute that she couldn't bear to eat it.

Suddenly, she let out a "huh": "Are there two kinds of fillings in the lucky bag? The colors are different."

The old man said: "It should be, there are exactly eight people in this dish, and each person can taste two flavors."

"What kind of stuffing is this?" The old man also held a lucky bag. The lucky bag in front of him was indeed beautiful, but the smell was very elegant and faint, and there was not much to smell.After experiencing the impact of Dinghu Shangsu, the ordinary delicacy can no longer shock him.

Urged by the young man, the old man opened his mouth and bit down on the lucky bag.

The cabbage has been steamed until it is full of water, and it is extremely soft and tender. When the teeth bite lightly, the "skin" of the lucky bag is broken, and in an instant, the slightly hot vegetarian soup suddenly swept the mouth.

This is... what kind of smell?!

"!" The old man paused slightly, and the chopsticks holding the lucky bag stopped in the air.

The rich vegetarian soup is so refreshing, it seems that there is a force that suddenly drags him into the landscape painting——

With his eyes closed, he seemed to be boating on the lake, the autumn breeze was blowing slowly, the slender green leaves of wild rice stem near the shore stretched out of the water, and the green leaves of cress were covered with dewdrops. Looking down, the water shield was floating gently, and his fingertipsHe could even touch the slightly cool lake water, and the tender water shield brushed against his fingertips...

And in the deeper part of the mud, the fragrance of twigs is covered under layers of mud...

"This is... water shield, wild rice stem, water celery, wild rice wild rice..." The old man savored carefully, and years of experience allowed him to identify these ingredients one by one.

Chewing, wild rice stems are tender and moist, with a little fresh herbal fragrance; water shield is smooth and palatable, and can slide down the esophagus almost without chewing; cress is green and fragrant, soaked in the fragrance of autumn lake water; cassava is roasted and fragrantThe powder is glutinous, full of sweetness...

The old man closed his eyes, feeling as if a spiritual spring was pouring into his gradually drying up body.

Not just delicious!This nourishing feeling woke him up.

"This, this is...?" The woman on the table was also shocked after tasting it.

She feels that she is not familiar with these ingredients. She may have eaten them before, but they don't often appear in her home-cooked dishes, at least not in such an amazing state!

The old man explained: "There is a emerald-white lucky bag inside, and it contains four of the 'Eight Immortals of Water'. Recently in autumn, the Eight Immortals of Water have been on the market one after another. If they were born in the south of the Yangtze River, these ingredients must have been served on the table often."

"Water Eight Immortals? I've heard of it! I occasionally fry water bamboo at home, but it's not so delicious!" The woman savored carefully, looking at her empty chopsticks with reluctance.

The freshness and umami taste of the vegetarian dishes collided in her mouth. More than that, the sweet and refreshing breath of the plants seemed to flow through the esophagus and enter the limbs and bones. The fatigue of the day was washed away by this delicious taste.

"If I'm not mistaken, this lucky bag should contain the other four of the Water Eight Immortals." The old man started at another plate of lucky bags.

The green in the other kind of lucky bag is a little less, and it is slightly yellowish, and it smells close, and there is a little fragrance and sweetness.

Should be sweet.

This time, the old man did not dare to underestimate this lucky bag.The last lucky bag is like a delicious bomb. It smells lightly on the outside, and you will be amazed when you bite it open.

So, what kind of deliciousness will this lucky bag bring?

With strong curiosity, the old man stuffed the lucky bag into his mouth.He quickly identified the ingredients in the lucky bag, which turned out to be the other four of the "Eight Immortals of Water": lotus root, water chestnut, water chestnut, and gorgon.

The lotus root is very crisp and tender. After being cooked in osmanthus syrup, it has a light fragrance and sweetness. It is refreshing when paired with the sweet water chestnut.These two ingredients are crispy, and the water is red water chestnut. The chef chose the old water chestnut with a more powdery, glutinous and sweet taste. It is so soft that it seems that when the tongue is crushed, the fragrance melts in the mouth., soft and tender, and enriched the taste.

Sweet, but not cloyingly sweet, but fragrant and refreshingly sweet.

Surrounded by the unique umami taste brought by the season, it is wonderful!

The old man savored it carefully. One person could only eat two lucky bags, which were of different tastes. He cherished it even more, and the other people on the table were like him. There was silence all around for a while, and everyone was completely intoxicated by the deliciousness of the food.Among them, walking away for a second is a blasphemy against this delicious food!

The atmosphere became quiet, in stark contrast to the nearby panel of judges.

Standing in the aisle, Chang Dong didn't dare to disturb the tranquility, but just waited silently. Seeing the expressions of the audience and judges, his heart seemed to be slowly splitting apart...

His reporting seems to have encountered a new challenge...

...

In the arena, the judges also entered the second half.

"Ze Ming, this kid, has improved again in just a few months! The last time I saw him was in Province G, he went there to study!"

"That's right, the younger generation is awesome! Dinghu has always belonged to Cantonese cuisine, and Honglou doesn't cook Cantonese cuisine, but he has clearly mastered the essence of this cuisine."

"I heard that Honglou will expand again at the end of the year. With him here, Honglou will not worry about whether it will prosper."

The judges were full of praise for the withdrawn Dinghu Shangsu, Master Liu said with a smile: "Master Huang, are you satisfied with this dish?"

Huang Zongxuan's usual cold expression also melted at this moment, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he nodded and said: "This kid is not bad. Judging from today's level, he is finally not inferior to the previous 'Fairy Chefs'! It can be regarded as aToday is the best."

Zheng Kun nodded and gave this dish a high evaluation, but he didn't fully agree with this sentence.

"Brother Zongxuan, don't be so full of words, I haven't tasted this dish yet."

As Zheng Kun spoke, he pouted his lips. At some point, the staff had already placed new dishes on the table, waiting quietly.

Huang Zongxuan glanced at Zheng Kun inexplicably, how could he be full?However, he still set his sights on the new dishes as promised.

Several dumplings in the shape of eight-treasure bags are clustered and placed on the disk. The shape is exquisite and cute, not special, and the smell is fragrant and fragrant, but it is not the type that surprises at first glance.

"?" The judges on the table showed puzzled expressions.

Is this comparable to the one on Dinghu just now?Why did Zheng Kun say that?

But the score still has to be scored seriously. Everyone opened their chopsticks and each picked up a lucky bag.

Two seconds later, the burst of deliciousness wrapped in the crust.

"!!!!!!"

...

While waiting for the rating, Jiang Ci cleaned the stove and at the same time dealt with the questioning of the fat chef next to him.

After the other party tasted the lucky bag she handed over, he was amazed by her, and began to inquire about her teacher's inheritance.

Jiang Ci was tired of coping, and stopped talking later, but fortunately, the voice of the host came from the stage at the right time.

"Every contestant, I've been waiting for a long time! At present, all the professional judges and audience judges have finished scoring, and we will soon announce the list of qualified candidates. Let us welcome this exciting moment——"

The host babbled a few words, Jiang Ci didn't pay much attention, but just stared at the big screen in front of him seriously.

Although she has studied cooking for many years, it was the first time that she competed with so many people on the same stage. Thinking about it, she was a little excited.

A total of 48 chefs participated in the rematch this time, and only half of them could advance.

According to the host, at present, the comprehensive scores obtained by the chefs are announced from the back to the front, and the 24 chefs who have not advanced will not appear on this screen.

With the excited voice of the host, the names of the six chefs first flashed on the screen, followed by the judges' average score and the audience's average score.

Jiang Ci glanced at it, but she didn't see herself.

The fat chef next to him howled excitedly: "Go in, go in!"

The judges briefly commented on the dishes of the six people one by one. A few minutes later, the host announced the second batch of six people.

Jiang Ci continued to watch, still not seeing herself.

With the announcement of the 12 selected candidates, the atmosphere on the field gradually became tense. Chefs who have not seen their names are divided into two categories.glimmer of hope.

The host didn't make everyone nervous for too long, and soon, the list of the third batch was announced, and Jiang Ci saw Feng Lu's name.

In the distance, the woman who was cleaning the carving knife exhaled, as if relaxing, but also as regretful.

The atmosphere on the field became more tense.

To be in the top six among the 48 chefs means that the chef already has the strength to compete for the "Fairy Chef".There are really not many chefs present who have such confidence.

In the corner of the arena, a tall chef who just saw his name exhaled, turned his head and said to the people next to him: "Brother Zhao, you must be in the next batch, congratulations in advance!"

Zhao Zeming smiled: "Congratulations to you too."

Zhao Zeming had already shown his face in the culinary world a few years ago, and many chefs knew him. From the moment he entered the arena, he knew that he was the focus of the crowd, and even the reporters' cameras were chasing him.

After finishing the cooking, the chefs around Zhao Zeming took the initiative to strike up a conversation with him—it is rare to see him on the spot.There was also a chef who volunteered to ask Hong Lou if there was a vacancy for a chef at the moment, and he had the intention of quitting.

"It's not a disgrace to the mission." The tall chef smiled and turned his head flatteringly, "I'm still ashamed, I'm satisfied if I get a promotion. Brother Zhao, you are different. That 'Dinghu Shangsu' is definitely the well-deserved first one this time."one!"

Zhao Zeming smiled and didn't answer, but he didn't deny it either.

"Next is the last batch of promotion lists." On the field, the host deliberately paused for two seconds, exaggerating the tense atmosphere to the extreme, and then waved his hand to signal.

The big screen is also replaced in an instant.

There was an uproar in the arena.

Some lamented, some rejoiced, and some sighed after the dust fell to the ground.

Zhao Zeming's gentle expression froze indistinctly.

His eyes stopped for a few seconds on the top two, and the one on his head was a name called "Jiang Ci".

Jiang Ci: Professional judges - 98.76 points Mass judges - 99.23 points Comprehensive score - 98.95 points

Zhao Zeming: Professional judges - 95.26 points Mass judges - 96.57 points Comprehensive score - 95.78 points

Zhao Zeming didn't realize what had happened until the tall chef next to him said "Ah" in regret and embarrassment.

How is it possible... that he was surpassed?

why?

Zhao Zeming pursed his lips.

The tall chef had a very winking look, and after the scores came out, he obediently stood back in his competition area and stopped talking.

After the initial uproar in the arena, small whispers soon sounded.

"Who is Jiang Ci? A dark horse? I haven't seen a fairy chef before, so how come I get this point!"

"Is this a real score? The audience gave it 99?!"

"Damn it, Zhao Zeming was crushed, and Mr. Chen, and Chef Li, were third and fourth last year!"

"Jiang Ci's serial number is 18, where is channel 18!"

In an instant, countless gazes focused on Channel 18, and even the camera in the distance shifted its angle.

Jiang Ci had never received this level of attention, so she was a little surprised, but she still raised her head and looked over with a friendly smile.

There were also some eyes that were not very friendly, for example, Hong Lang who wanted to let her see "Xianfeng Yulu", although he also won the top six, his face was quite dark.

Jiang Ci didn't take it seriously, and responded to the gazes from everywhere.It wasn't until the host continued to speak and attracted everyone's attention that he looked away.

...

The results of the Immortal Cooking Contest spread quickly outside the venue.

Standing in the reporter's rest area, Chang Dong called his boss with nothing to love, and listened to the other party's endless instructions, as if the order was not written well, and he lost hundreds of thousands to the magazine.

Oh, considering Honglou's follow-up cooperation, it is indeed possible.

"Chang Dong, how is the situation? We must satisfy Honglou this time."

"I will do my best." Chang Dong's expression was complicated and dignified.

After hanging up the phone, Chang Dong looked at the big screen on the judging panel through the glass window.

Okay, now the pressure is on his side.

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