Chapter 57

There was no host in the competition. Everyone focused on the old man in the center.

"Let's go!"

The old man raised his wrist and looked at the time. He nodded slightly. It was just time. The food challenge competition can officially begin.

As the old man's voice fell, the chef had moved. All his ingredients were prepared in advance and placed on the table. Even the soup was hot. What he had to do was to quickly shape the duck blood vermicelli soup and bring the finished product.

The old man said that after the start, Gu Zheng took out several bottles of imported ice spring mineral water, poured it into the pressure cooker, put the pickled duck into the pot, added ingredients, and began to stew over a high fire.

"What, he didn't even prepare the soup?"

"Live stew, how long does it take?"

"It's over. I'm sure I'll lose this time. Although there was no time limit before, the available time can't be so much slower than others, which will certainly affect the judges' scoring."

"That's right. I'm too arrogant. I'm only stewing now. Even if I eat until noon, the soup tastes ordinary. It must be better than the old soup stewed by others for a long time!"

Many people around are talking about it. The live broadcast host of the website is also a little silly. It's indisputable that he didn't even prepare the soup. He wants to stew the soup on the spot. How long will it take to make his duck blood vermicelli soup? How should he explain it live?

It's hard to say. The chef's duck blood is cooked and indisputable is stewing. The chef's fans are put in and indisputable is still stewing. The chef's duck blood vermicelli soup is finished and indisputable is still stewing. The judges have eaten the chef's duck blood vermicelli soup, and indisputable soup is not stewed yet.

Really, he doesn't have to work as a live host. Tang didn't prepare in advance, which surprised everyone and gave him a problem.

"Damn it!"

Mu Mu clenched her fist tightly and bit her lips. She seemed to be angry in her eyes. She was the most supportive person in the website editorial department. She had done so much preparatory work for him, but she didn't expect that she would play such a trick. She didn't say it when she came late. The ingredients were not fully prepared and stewed on the spot.

Who doesn't know, the stew takes a long time. The soup stewed in a short time doesn't have that taste at all.

The judges were also whispering. The chef glanced at the indisputable, disdainful eyes, and began to prepare his ingredients to make this bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup.

Gu Zheng didn't worry at all. He opened a fire again, put the small pot on it, also added mineral water and some ingredients, and began to cook duck blood.

When cooking duck blood, Gu Zheng always held the pressure cooker in one hand. No one knew that the water in the pressure cooker had rolled up. Under the control of Xianli, a pot of fragrant and thick soup was taking shape rapidly.

"It takes a lot of magic to make soup!"

In such a short time, Gu Zheng felt that one tenth of his immortal power had been lost. These immortal powers were enough for him to improve many fried eggs.

The chef's duck blood has been cooked. Take it out together with duck liver and duck intestines, put it into a bowl and start cooking vermicelli.

Gu Zheng's duck blood was also cooked, and it was also fished out. The fires on both sides were on. A faint smell quickly filled the whole hall. The human Adam's Apple moved unnaturally. The smell smelled really fragrant, but I didn't know who released the smell there.

Most people's eyes are subconsciously looking at the chef, which will make the chef's progress faster than Gu Zheng, and the smell must also come from him.

The chef's fans soon cooked well. His fans and duck blood were cooked separately. He knew that the fishy smell in the soup was a great disadvantage. This time, he specially prepared enough ingredients to suppress the fishy smell.

Gu Zheng also began to cook fans. He changed the water again. His fans are slightly different from those of the chef. His fans look whiter and brighter.

After seeing Gu Zheng, the chef put the vermicelli into a bowl and poured a tablespoon of hot duck soup. He had already put the ingredients, duck intestines and duck liver. After this bowl of soup came out, his duck blood vermicelli soup was even out of the pot, which can be brought out for people to taste and comment.

The indisputable fans were also cooked and put into the prepared bowl. At this time, his hand was released from the pressure cooker and ready to open the pressure cooker. Before doing anything, he was one hand and did it not slowly.

As soon as the pressure cooker was opened, the faint smell immediately thickened, and everyone's nose couldn't help sniffing, including the old gourmet.

At this time, people realized that the previous fragrance did not come from the chef, but the soup that Gu Zheng had just cooked.

Similarly, a bowl of hot duck soup was poured out, and the duck blood vermicelli soup in front of Gu Zheng also became a type. Gu Zheng put the duck blood vermicelli soup on the plate and went out with the chef. They looked at each other, and finally put their delicious food in front of the judges.

"What, his soup is ready?"

"The smell just now is an indisputable stew?"

"How can the soup stew so fast? The pressure cooker can't do it. It's unscientific!"

The voice of discussion rang again. If the people hadn't watched Gu Zheng put mineral water and ducks into the pot, they thought it was a thick soup stewed for several hours. It would never have been just put in for a few minutes.

The chef was surprised to see Gu Zheng, but he didn't say anything.

Even if Gu Zheng made the soup so quickly, it can't be compared with his pot of old soup. Today, he uses the real old soup. This pot of soup was made by himself for more than ten years. Ordinary people can't eat such old soup at all.

In their store, only the head office supplies a small amount of old soup every day, and most of them are booked in advance, which ordinary people can't eat at all.

"Two duck blood vermicelli soup have been prepared, please!"

President Wu said with a smile. He also recognized that Gu Zheng is the master of fried eggs. He was surprised and more stable. Gu Zheng's fried eggs are well done. He must be good at cooking. It's not certain who loses and who wins in this competition.

"The indisputable fan soup is also ready. It's incredible. It's incredible!"

The host was surprised to broadcast the live broadcast. His mood was the same as the live broadcast content he sent out. The soup was prepared in such a short time, and it was still so fragrant. It just made people's appetite open.

"You didn't lie to us in such a short time, host?"

"Yes, we all saw the photos just now. It's indisputable that we only started stewing. How can it be good!"

"Is it true that stew is a cover? He has prepared it in advance, but there is no reason to do so!"

"No dispute is no dispute. I believe him. He is sure to win."

The number of people who have paid attention to the live broadcast online has reached 20000. As soon as the host's words were sent out, countless speeches swarmed in an instant. There are those who don't believe it, those who question it, and the iron powder of ancient struggle to support him.

When the live discussion was lively, the two bowls of vermicelli soup had been divided into 11 small bowls by the waiter, because eleven were rated this time. Gu Zheng and the chef made enough duck blood vermicelli soup, and there was no problem dividing 11 small bowls.