The strongest gourmet food system

Chapter 1222 Chapter 263 Enoch

Several people in the lounge of Area C fell silent after seeing Zheng Ke's dishes.

For them, cooking a dish of water trout is not a problem.If you let them up, they also cook this dish well.But it's hard to say whether he can be as fast and free as Zheng Ke.

Of course, what is even more rare is that this dish must be approved by three reviewers, and one of the three judges is a prestigious three-star chef.

"His exam has been finished, can he leave now?" Mimo asked softly while pulling Enoch's clothes.

"I still want to see the results of the game...and meet that little chef." Enoch protested.

"Hey, Mr. Enoch, don't push yourself too far! How about I report this matter to the master? Listen to his opinion?" Mimo's cheeks turned red, and his eyes showed dissatisfaction.

He agreed with Enoch to watch Zheng Ke's game before, and he has made a lot of concessions.

If Enoch was allowed to continue to be self-willed, he estimated that even at night, they might not be able to return to the restaurant.

"Don't! Don't let him know about this matter... really can't wait a little longer?" Enoch still didn't give up, and confirmed it again.

"Yes." Mimo gritted his teeth and reiterated his attitude.

Really, how did you find such a boss?It was so irritating.

Mimo complained in his heart.

Enoch shrugged his shoulders, stood up helplessly, greeted several people in the room, and left the rest area first.

Until then, someone in the rest area finally started to speak.

"I don't know how many points he can get." The middle-aged chef with short red hair had a sad expression on his face.

"Who knows? But the score should be quite impressive, right?" The chef with black glasses pushed up his glasses and glanced at the big screen. The score for this round still didn't come out.

This is the norm for this exam.

Generally speaking, players will know the result of the game on the spot, and the video will be delayed by five or six minutes.

Just when the chef in the rest area was fidgeting, Zheng Ke's score finally appeared on the LCD TV.

"Wait... this score... is too..."

When the red-haired middle-aged chef saw the score, his face turned ashen, and the expressions of the others also became serious.

Mimo informed the waiter to go to the parking lot to pick up the car, while Enoch left the hotel, stretching boredly.

"Zheng Ke...another interesting person." Enoch stretched his waist and said to himself.

Mimo on the side glanced at Enoch angrily. Based on his understanding of him, whenever he said this, it meant that he was very bored at the moment.

"Senior, you are also very interesting."

Behind Enoch and Mimo, voices suddenly sounded.

The two turned their heads quickly, only to see Zheng Ke greeting them with a smile.

"Senior Enoch, is this the first time we've met?" Zheng Ke said with a chuckle, and nodded slightly to Mimo on the side.

Mi Mo hurriedly bowed and bowed slightly to Zheng Ke.

"Huh? You know me?" Enoch asked in surprise.

"Well, I learned from Mr. Luo Meng that he invited you to participate in this assessment." Zheng Ke said.

"Mr. Romon? Hehe, that's right. Compared with running a restaurant, I think teaching is a little easier. Moreover, the teachers are all very talented. I really want to communicate with them. Maybe, during the conversation, You can think of good dishes." Enoch said simply.

"Oh, I see."

Zheng Ke nodded politely, thinking that Enoch was just saying some more polite words.

As a star chef, but he has a sense of resistance to running a restaurant. It is estimated that few people will think that this kind of thing is Enoch's real idea.

However, Enoch really thought so.

At this time, a black car drove slowly and finally stopped at the entrance of the hotel.

After the waiter got out of the car, he handed the key to Mimo.

"Mr. Zheng, do you also live in Lanji now? How about I take you there?" Mimo said softly.

"Is it too much trouble for you?" Zheng Ke said wrongly.

"What are you talking about? You are my dear junior, and I have the obligation to send you back to Lanji. Don't worry, although Mimo looks very young, he is 20 years old, has a driver's license, and his driving skills are also good. ." Enoch patted Zheng Ke on the shoulder and said softly.

20 years old?
Zheng Ke glanced at Mimo again, if Enoch didn't say it straight, he thought Mimo was only twelve or thirteen years old?

"Ahem, sir, it's not to send 'you' back, but to send 'Mr. Zheng' back. Why don't you take a taxi yourself? The restaurant still needs you." Mimo punctured Enoch's fantasy without any concealment.

"No, no... I don't want to go back now!" Enoch directly pulled Zheng Ke into the car, "Drive!"

Zheng Ke got into the car in a daze, until he fastened his seat belt, his brain was still in chaos.

Wait... This is completely different from the Enoch he imagined.

Where did that cool appearance and those sharp eyes go?

Mi Mo sighed and shrugged his shoulders helplessly. Facing such a boss, he had nothing to say.

"Ha, Senior Ilok, your image is very different from what I imagined." After the car started, Zheng Ke sorted out his mood.

"Really? However, you are not the first to comment on me like this. How should I put it? Every time an event is held or I sign up, the organizer will deliberately take some cold photos of me, and I am also very helpless." Yinuo Ke shrugged his shoulders, looking helpless.

"Isn't that also to keep your image? Let others know that the talented chef they consider is a bastard, and our restaurant's image will also be affected!" An angry roar came from the driver's seat in the front row.

Zheng Ke finally understood at this time, the relationship between the two is the buyer's show and the seller's show.

On Earth, Zheng Ke also saw some platform anchors. Their ads looked cold, but they were actually funny.

"By the way, how did you make the two dishes?" Enoch also listened to the general idea in the lounge of Area C, but he still wanted to hear Zheng Ke's explanation.

"They think that since I am applying for a French cuisine lecturer, they want to see my French cuisine dishes." Zheng Ke explained.

Enoch raised his brows, "I think no one would question the French meals of Lanji students. I really can't figure out how they think about it."

"I think so too." Zheng Ke sighed and cooked two dishes in a row, which was indeed a test of physical strength.

However, now he is quite accustomed to this level of labor, and generally speaking, the impact on him is not too great.

"By the way, how many points did the judges give you in the end?" Enoch asked.

"Like 280 points? On average, each judge only gave a little over 90 points." Zheng Ke was a little dissatisfied.

Enoch rolled his eyes and looked depressed because he also only scored 290 points.

Although this result is 10 points higher than Zheng Ke, he is also five years older than Zheng Ke.

Another jerk.

Enoch thought silently in his heart.

(End of this chapter)