There must be a second, a third
Great pressure plus countless guests gathered in the wandering travelers, but they have just begun. Whether it's the pressure of time, the pressure of results, or even the fragrance of noodles, as chefs, they have long understood the gap between them.
Despair is nothing more than that.
Even if they want to get a chance and win again, they can't find any motivation even if they want to continue without any chance.
This is a game without any suspense. First, it must be the wandering tourists, and second, there has always been a steady state of mind. There are some guests in front of the store. There is no hope for any store except these two stores.
Sad.
Some people don't understand this scene very well, and some have already sighed on one side.
"It's really untimely. Sometimes no matter how hard you try, you can't resist the crushing of talent. At this time, there are too few people who can persist in doing the most basic things that chefs should do..." at the jury, someone shook his head and lamented.
They don't look down on these abandoned chefs, and even have some pity on them. This is a situation that normal people will naturally show when they can't bear it. However, a really excellent chef is bound to stick to it at this time, and now there are only two people on the court who can be called excellent chefs except Wu Lai.
One is naturally Wang Xinrui, while the other is an old chef who thinks his hair is a little gray. Although he is also shocked by Wu Lai, years of cooking career has made him always adhere to his position and cook with his heart a little bit.
His kitchen helper originally wanted to give up, but he was infected by the chef's action and his calm breath. One by one, he also sank down and began to cook his own dishes.
"Mr. Xi is really determined, but unfortunately, he is old. I'm afraid this is the last Kitchen God competition he participated in?" There was another sigh from the jury.
"Yes, the old man is nearly 70 years old and has always been unwilling to retire. He has always said that as long as there are people who like to eat his vegetables, he will not retire, but his body..." said, someone shook his head: "years are unforgiving!"
"It's a pity that I often went to the old man's party at the beginning, but it's a pity..."
Mr. Xi's cooking action is very slow, not only careful, but more importantly, it can be seen that he is now a little overwhelmed, and a trace of loneliness will flash in his eyes, but it will soon turn into a more focused look to face every action in his hand.
He knew very well that he must not be able to compete with young people, but he thought that in his last year, taking part in this last competition, whether winning or losing, would also be a full stop for his chef career, which was not perfect but also satisfied.
Wu Lai also glanced at the old man over there, and his action slowed down a little. As he brought the noodles up, he said, "wait a moment, everyone. I want to try some of my friends' skills, which may make you wait five minutes."