Seeing the four judges, I said one word about the deliciousness of the red pepper shrimp forest. Others feel how the host does not know, but his forehead is a sweat.

The four judges praised this, and the host almost couldn’t help but strike.

"As a host of a culinary competition, the judges on the scene began to tout one of the players, making the game look like a shady, what the host can do, of course, forgive them." The host passed this A series of psychological activities calmed down.

"Okay, since several judges have already said their opinions, we will continue to look at the scores of the next dish." The host quickly found the opportunity to intervene in the gap between several people, and directly led the topic to the next dish.

“Please ask the judges to give the seafood league the second dish of winter bamboo shoots and red poles.” Hosted.

"唰唰" This time only two people placard, that is, Bai Xiaoxiao and Wang Xiang.

"Please ask the remaining two judges to placard." The moderator gently reminded.

"This dish has no points in me." Zhou Shijie said.

"Well, there is no point." Zhang Hao nodded, and sat firmly in the position and did not move.

"Okay, then the score of the winter bamboo shoots of this seafood league is two points." The host took a deep breath without a trace, and then smiled and reported.

"Where can you score?" This is the common idea of ​​everyone.

The host has already had experience with this. This time, he did not stop. He asked directly: "Please ask President Zhang to talk about the reason why this dish cannot be scored."

"Simple, this dish is neither Sichuan nor seafood. The red ginseng does not say that the bamboo shoots have a smell." Zhang Wei said unceremoniously.

I heard the evaluation of Zhang Wei, the chef of the money shop of this dish was a burst of white, after all, this is simply pointing to his nose that he would not cook at all.

However, he still can't refute. After all, this is the president of the Sichuan Cuisine Association. It is more troublesome than Zhou Shijie. The county magistrate is not as good as the current one.

"This chef does not say that this is his signature dish?" Li kitchen is dissatisfied with the money chef behind him.

Others' eyes are sympathy and dissatisfaction. After all, this score is too low, and some affect their victory.

"Damn, I don't believe that Yuanzhou is better than me. He can't make seafood. Maybe he hasn't seen red ginseng." The host of Qianji Shrimp Museum stunned Yuanzhou.

Yuanzhou, who was despised by others, looked indifferent, and God was watching the clock in the distance, counting the time to go back to the store.

As for the hatred that has been so embarrassed? Yuanzhou said: "There are no more people who are handsome and handsome. What do you know about the name?"

Yes, for these eyes, Yuanzhou always thought that this is a good thing for him. After all, he is well known for his cooking skills. He does not need jealousy, but these are still jealous, there is only one possibility, that is because he is long. It’s so handsome.

"It’s a kind of trouble to grow too well." Yuanzhou’s brows are slightly wrinkled, like a really distressed look.

"Then please give the chef's red ginseng a score of bamboo shoots." The noisy scene did not affect the host's voice.

"唰唰唰唰" This time it is a neat four-way card.

The host carefully looked at all the scores before they spoke.

“It seems that Yuan’s chef’s cooking once again conquered the judges’ picky taste buds and once again achieved a good score.” The host quickly reported.

The host did not ask the judges for advice, nor did he consult Yuanzhou. He said it directly, and then went on to say the next dish.

This is to make Wang Xiang, who was originally preparing for evaluation, a good meal.

The next score makes the seafood league's argument louder. It should not be said that the audience's arguments are very loud.

Because the next three dishes have once again received two points of evaluation, and Yuanzhou has always been a perfect score.

The difference between the scores is too big, and the people of the big seafood league are so aggressive that they are now awesome.

Even the reporters can't bear to see the score below.

"This score is too low, I am afraid that it is the game with the biggest gap in history." The reporter couldn't help but sigh on the book and remembered the content.

"No, what is going on?"

“Is it so bad?”

“Or is that what the chef Yuan is doing is so delicious?”

"It should be. After all, it is the person who conquered Fujiwara Kazuo and obtained the noodle inheritance. Now I have to add a Sichuan food demonstration store honor."

The reporter felt that there was such a feeling in the heart, but I felt that it was a bit boring. After all, it seems that the seafood alliance has already lost.

If the first four points are expected to be overtaken, this will make Li Chu calm down.

The second two points allowed Li Chu to regret some of the chefs who chose Qian Kee, but the series of two points behind him made him angry and crazy.

"I don't believe, this is impossible, how can it be so low?" Li cook muttered to himself.

"Yes, it makes no sense. I also tasted the little yellow croaker of Sun’s chef. It’s that the chef’s cold conch is also a must. How could it not be worth scoring?” Yan Bian also looked unbelievable.

"Sure enough, it is not simple." The left chef looked at the hunch, and smiled bitterly.

However, no matter how they questioned, the sixth score has already begun.

This time, the seafood squid Liu Jie’s flame squid was first scored.

The rare long-lost sound of four plaques, which made Liu Jie, who had not turned his head, turned back.

"Four points, the seafood squad's flame squid scored four points." The voice of the host gave Liu Jie this is not an illusion.

Perhaps it was scared by the previous two points, Liu Jie was born with a feeling that this score is quite high.

But this is not an illusion, but a fact, because starting with the first climber, this is the second quarter of the Seafood League.

Of course, Yuanzhou is still out of perfection without exception. This time, Li Kitchen bit his teeth, and the look on his face has begun to pick up.

However, it is too late to question, because the next step is that he and the left chef’s dishes are coming.

Soon, the host read the name and asked the judges to score.

“唰唰唰唰” remembered four times, which made Yu and the left chef breathe a sigh of relief at the same time.

"The last dish of the Seafood Alliance, rolling crabs to get four points." The voice of the host sounded again.

The people of the Seafood Alliance did not expect that this score is actually not as good as the number of Yuan on the Internet, because now the gap between them and Yuanzhou has been more than that.

However, the chef and the left chef still feel lucky, but fortunately not two points.

Just did not wait for the opening of the left and the left chef, the host also read the score of Yuanzhou.

“Yuan’s last dish, the big crab group, got a full score. Thanks to the judges for their scores. Now the statistics are total and will be announced later.” The host was a little numb when reading Yuanzhou’s perfect score.

After all, Yuanzhou has not scored other points.

After the host finished the final line, he was preparing to say that after five minutes of rest, Li Chu suddenly stepped forward and walked to the center of the hall.

"I don't accept it, I don't accept this score!" Li kitchen squinted at Yuanzhou, and then looked at the judges' seats with a firm look.

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Ps: This is the first thousand chapters of the cat. Thank you for your company in the past year and a half. You have a cat, thank you~