Chapter 112： Tangled

"Anorexic? Oh my God, are you right? Anorexic people are judges, and this is too much fun."

就是 "Yeah, how can an anorexic person be a judge, how much delicious it must be to make anorexic person eat it too."

"This, this, this is really the title of the finals. Anorexic people are judges, it's too good."

I heard the host's words, and people around him spoke one by one, all of them were a bit stunned. Everyone had no idea that the person who was the final judge would be an anorexia patient.

When I first heard this question, everyone thought that this question was too simple to test the taste. It was already tested in the regional trials.

But now everyone does n’t think so. It is too difficult to use anorexia patients as judges and let them taste the dishes made by Chen Ze and Ju Yingxiong. It ’s too difficult to make anorexia. Patients love it, everyone thinks it is hard to imagine, it is hard to imagine.

"Patients with anorexia? Somewhat interesting." On the playing field, Ju hero murmured and smiled when he heard the host's words.

Chen Ze frowned. He did think of the subject, but the jury was a patient with this anorexia, which he had never thought of.

"Patients with anorexia, this is not an ordinary judge. If it is an in-depth patient, even if the dishes are as good as possible, they cannot be eaten. This is already a disease." Chen Ze Speaking, he knew that even if it was an anorexia patient, the competition organizing committee would definitely not be able to use a deep anorexia patient. Such patients have completely lost their need for food, and may even lose their taste.

This kind of judge, even if the **** of food comes in person, is useless at all.

Sure enough, the host continued: "Although they are anorexic patients, they are not very deep and are already pathological. They are only patients with mild anorexia, but if they are anorexia, If it is delicious, they can still impress them. Now, let us invite these ten anorexia patients. "

"it is as expected."

Hearing to the host, Chen Zemuttered to himself.

After another, ten anorexic patients came out of the hall and sat on the jury seat. Each of the ten of them is almost as skinny and has no gleam in his eyes. The whole person is debilitated, making people know that they are anorexia patients.

Several of them were still yawning. Although there was a cooking competition between Chen Ze and Ju Yingxiong in front of them, they had no interest at all, and even a few eyes showed a hint of disgust.

That is not an aversion to Chen Ze and Ju Yingxiong, but an almost instinctive aversion to food.

"It's really an anorexia patient. It's interesting now. Will it be Chen Ze's dish or Ju Yingxiong's dish that will impress them?"

"Yeah, think carefully that this is really the ultimate problem. If even these anorexia patients can be moved, then it is the true **** of food."

"Indeed, who is the true Chinese food god, you can see it at a glance."

After seeing the ten judges, the people around him whispered, one after another, after learning about the topic of the final game, they became extremely excited.

Many media reporters took pictures of ten anorexic patients, and they all felt that the last question of the organizing committee was too creative.

"The time is three hours. In three hours, there are no restrictions on ingredients and cooking methods. You can make your favorite dishes, Chen Ze and Ju Juying, and then give them to the judges of the ten anorexia patients. Those who have been eaten more in these three hours, who is the final winner of this competition. Of course, since this time is more than the Chinese food god, there is also a prerequisite that all the dishes must be Chinese cuisine The typical representative. "The host spoke again.

下面 "Below, the Finals of the Chinese Food God Contest, now officially started."

With the host's words, this competition officially started.

However, Chen Ze and Ju Yingxiong were not in a hurry to pick the ingredients, but they all stood still, thinking about the content of this competition.

"The test is delicious. Who can make these anorexia patients eat more food, and who is the winner this time, then naturally it is to make the best food." Chen Ze stood in place, silently Thinking about this topic, "And it is to be in Chinese cuisine, so that is to choose the most delicious dishes in Chinese cuisine."

Chen Ze carefully thinks about it, Chinese cuisine is actually extremely extensive and profound, there are several different cuisines, and each cuisine has a different kind and taste. From ancient times to the present, the taste of the dishes is also constantly changing. Some of these changes are getting better, while others are getting worse.

There are really a lot of dishes to choose from, and Chen Ze didn't know which dishes to choose. Change to the words of Chen Ze in the past ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Many dishes will not actually be cooked, but now he is different. After the spoon of the **** of food, he has mastered all the dishes in the basic eight cuisines.

This is obviously good for Chen Ze, but there are disadvantages. If you choose too many, you don't know which one to choose.

"There are eight cuisines in China, each of which corresponds to a different region, and naturally people who like it are different. We in Yucheng belong to Zhejiang cuisine. If these ten anorexia patients are people near Yucheng, then natural Zhejiang cuisine It is the one that best suits their taste, and it is also the best to make Zhejiang cuisine. "Chen Ze looked at the judges of the ten anorexia patients and began to think.

"But no, since this is the National Finals of the Chinese Food God, then the ten anorexia patients must be from all over the country. Since this is the case, then they cannot guess their origin, and there is no way to make targeted dishes. . "

Chen Ze thought about this problem, he looked at the ten patients carefully, and he couldn't see where the ten anorexia patients came from. He was desperately scratching his hair.

究竟 "Exactly, which cuisine should I cook?"

Chen Ze thought.

"Moved, Ju hero has moved, he already thinks about the dishes he wants to make."

"It is indeed a person from the Royal Chef's family, so quickly think about what to do for these ten anorexia jury judges."

"Look at his self-confidence, as if he is very sure."

At this moment, a voice came and made Chen Ze react. He quickly turned around and saw that Ju Yingxiong had stood up, with a smile and confidence on his face, and walked towards the ingredients area.

"Did he already think about what to do?"