Chapter 612

Ding!

The completion of the work sounds again.

This time, it's master Hao Ren's nine turn large intestine. The large intestine with thick oil and red sauce is placed in three layers like a pyramid. There are also some thin scallions and coriander sprinkled on it. It's delicious and very attractive.

Although not everyone can accept this dish, it's not a problem for the three food judges. I'm afraid there's really no food in the world that they don't eat.

"Congratulations to master Hao Ren for scoring 9.7 on his nine turn large intestine."

The gentle female voice announced Hao Ren's achievements, but Yao Yu's face was slightly ugly, but he also knew that it was inevitable. He gave a wry smile and shook his head, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

As a gourmet lover, I can get the qualification of the top four in the competition of numerous chefs, which shows my strength.

Even a few days ago, after the end of the competition, several powerful hotels began to call themselves and wanted to offer a well paid job.

However, those are nothing to Yao Yu. He only has delicious food in his heart, so Weixiang naturally becomes his best and most wanted choice.

As for the score of 9.7, Hao Ren just had a faint smile, and his face only looked flattered or disgraced. Obviously, he didn't care much about it. He walked down the stove with a smile and found a place to rest.

At this time, there are still 10 minutes left in the game, and only Zhang Ye and Lin Feng are left in the field.

At this time, Lin Feng has been doing the final treatment. The shark fin, sea cucumber, abalone, fish bone, fish maw, shrimp, asparagus and ham are called eight immortals. They are neatly arranged on the plate and soaked in thick soup. They are very delicious.

Ding!

Lin Feng also complacently pressed the finish key, and then defied Zhang Ye with a smile.

"Zhang, I've finished. Can you still finish your Buddha jumping off the wall?" He said with a sneer.

But Zhang Ye ignored him and thought about it attentively and leisurely.

Hum!

Lin Feng sees Zhang Ye ignore oneself, the facial expression is gloomy come down, secretly scold a way: "pretend, you can't finish for a while, I see how you step down."

At this time, a waiter has brought his eight immortals to the three judges.

"Gee, this player is very intentional. He even made the Shandong dish of Eight Immortals crossing the sea and making Arhats."

Lu Youming, vice president of China Food Association, gave a slight smile. He had a strange smile on his face. He didn't know whether he was praising or had any other ideas.

He was originally from Taidong Province, and naturally had a deep feeling for Shandong cuisine. The Eight Immortals crossing the sea and making trouble in Luohan was a famous dish in Shandong cuisine, which inevitably made him feel a little good in his heart.

Bai Yuanqing and Wen Xiuyuan couldn't help looking at each other, and a deep worry flashed in their eyes.

They also know that the complexity of this famous dish and the mastery of the heat require a lot of skills, and no one dares to challenge this dish.

However, this dish is very attractive in terms of color and fragrance. Although they haven't tasted it yet, they have a little judgment in their hearts that this dish is likely to get a very high score.

At the same time, they are more worried about Zhang Ye.

You know what Zhang Ye is doing is jumping over the wall, which is more complicated than the present one. Although both of them have confidence in Zhang Ye and know that he can do it well, time is not allowed. After all, there are only a few minutes left before the end of the competition.

Can Ono really finish it?

Both of them had deep doubts and worries in their eyes.

However, Lu Youming has no such burden in his heart. He has picked up a piece of ham and put it into his mouth with a smile.

Huh?

His eyes lit up.

Thick soup taste very delicious, instantly inspired his taste buds, fat and thin meet the ham in the soup, taste very harmonious, fragrant feeling in the mouth for a long time.

"Well, this dish is really good. You two, try it too."

Lu Youming smiles with satisfaction, but he has already put down his chopsticks and doesn't intend to continue to taste them.

Wen Xiuyuan and Bai Yuanqing also picked up chopsticks and tasted a little. The taste was really delicious, which fully reflected the essence of Shandong cuisine and made people have endless aftertaste.

"Yes, this dish is very accurate in both cooking and cooking. It tastes mellow and sweet. It's rare." Wen Xiuyuan nodded and said.

"Well, yes, the most important thing is that Lin Feng's soup is very good. It doesn't conflict with the food itself. On the contrary, it increases each other's taste. It's a masterpiece." Bai Yuanqing also agreed.

Two people once again looked at each other, in the Mou son to Zhang Ye's worry more thick a few minutes.

"I think it's nine nine for this dish." Lu Youming said with a smile. As an authority, his words are very powerful.Bai Yuanqing and Wen Xiuyuan also nodded. After all, they are all professionals. The eight immortals who cross the sea are really worth the score.

Ding!

"Congratulations on master Lin Feng's Eight Immortals crossing the sea and making trouble with Luohan for 9.9 points."

WOW!

The audience was in an instant uproar.

"It's actually 9.9. I'm afraid it's the highest score except Zhang Ye."

"Indeed, it seems that this forest peak is not simple. I've never heard of it before."

"I don't know. Maybe they keep a low profile."

"Keep a low profile. Will your sister come to the competition if she keeps a low profile?"

"This next wild can be dangerous, even if his Buddha jump wall really can be completed, unless he can get full score again, otherwise at most it is the same score as Lin Feng."

"Continue to see, eh, you see Zhang Ye seems to have finished."

As someone exclaimed, everyone's eyes all fell on Zhang Ye's body.

At this time, he had taken back the cover and was lifting the cover with his hand. The thick water gushed out. The extremely strong fragrance spread like mercury, and instantly overflowed every corner around him.

"Oh my God, it's a bit stronger than just now."

"Is he really finished?"

"I can't. It's so fragrant. I'm starving."

The audience is like a frying pan, hundreds of pairs of eyes looking at the pot in front of Zhang Ye, eager to immediately rush to grab all the things in the pot.

At this time, Zhang Ye made a strange move. He put three white empty bowls in the tray. Each bowl only contained a spoonful of soup, and then pressed the finish button.

Ding!

The prompt for the completion of the work starts.

What!

The audience was quick to fry.