The days of survival on a deserted island with the female president

After returning to the inn, Yang Chen lay down and fell asleep without saying a word, and it was already the next day when he woke up.

After washing up, Yang Chen took everyone to Wunan Square, where the cooking competition was held.

Wunan Plaza is located in the very center of Wunan City. Due to its large size, it has always been a popular venue for various activities and competitions.

And the Wunan City Culinary Competition to be held later is also one of the biggest competitions in Wunan City every year!

After walking for about half an hour, everyone arrived at Wunan Square.

At this time, Wunan Square was surrounded by colored flags of various patterns, audiences were already standing under the colored flags, and in the middle of the square, a whole hundred cauldrons were placed.

Next to the cauldron, chefs in various robes were preparing ingredients from time to time, and water was already boiling in many of the pots, and hot steam rose in the square.

Because Yang Chen and the others had the infield tickets given by Chu Jiangyuan, they passed through the crowd and came to the seats in the infield.

"Old Bao, what does that Ma San look like?"

Yang Chen stretched his head, looking for Ma San in the field, but there are hundreds of chefs and assistants, it's not easy to find someone who has never met before.

Bao Dachang tilted his head and thought for a while, "I only remember that Ma San was a small and thin man with an ordinary appearance. It's been a few years, who still remembers it?"

"Then does he have any characteristics? Like buck teeth or something?"

Yang Chen continued to ask.

"In terms of characteristics, there is really one, that is, he has a lot of pockmarks on his face, which seems to be the origin of his name!"

Bao Dachang said.

"Is it pockmarked?" Yang Chen looked at the center of the square again, but the distance was too far, and he couldn't see clearly, so he could only pick out the thin and small person for observation.

While Yang Chen was observing, the host of the culinary competition also stood on the host stage.

The host was dressed in a white kitchen robe, and said loudly, "Welcome audiences and chefs from all regions of the dense forest to Wunan City! I am today's host, Xiao Gao!"

"The culinary competition has a long history in the dense forest area. The ancestors held the first culinary competition in order to develop new dishes and improve people's quality of life. Today, we will hold it in Wunan City The 135th Dense Forest Regional Cooking Competition!"

"The contestants present today are all elite chefs selected from various fields in the dense forest, as well as the assistant chefs they brought. The competition will be conducted in groups of ten teams, a total of ten groups, and each group will take three In the next round, there will be nine teams entering the final!"

"The content of the competition is that within two hours, each team will prepare the three dishes they are best at. The total score of the three dishes given by the judges will be the total score, and they will be ranked in order according to the total score."

"The following game officially begins!"

Following the host's order, all the chefs got busy.

On the deserted island, all the pots need to be heated with firewood. For convenience, some chefs often bring a warrior with fire element talent to help make the fire. This makes it easier to control the fire and saves time.

When a hundred cauldrons were lit on the square at the same time, the whole scene looked extremely spectacular, and the heat brought by the flames also incited the enthusiastic atmosphere of the competition!
Seeing all kinds of brilliant knife skills and cooking skills on the field, Gu Yiqiu opened his mouth in amazement.

Yang Chen looked at the beautiful woman beside him and smiled, "Why, do you really want to go down and taste it?"

Gu Yiqiu pursed his lips and said, "I definitely think about it. I have been here on the deserted island for so long, and I haven't had a few good meals... Tell me, their ancient cooking skills are better than our modern ones, which one is better?"

Listening to Gu Yiqiu's question, Yang Chen said, "It stands to reason that modern chefs should have a higher concept of ingredients and cooking skills, but in terms of the most basic knife skills and cooking, they should be similar. In other words, modern chefs are still better!"

Gu Yiqiu sighed, "In fact, the spirit of the ancients who dared to study is worth learning, but it's a pity that the lack of materials in the era has brought too many restrictions."

Yang Chen nodded, expressing his agreement. The longer he stays on the desert island, the more he can feel the connotation of life in ancient China. This kind of life is different from the computer and mobile phones in modern society, but a life that returns to nature and to the essence.

While the two were communicating, the competition on the court was also going on fiercely.

The first round of the two-hour competition came to an end soon. After tasting and scoring by five professional judges, a total of 30 teams stood out and participated in the next second round of competition.In this round, 9 teams will be selected to enter the final round.

After the number of people was reduced by more than half, Yang Chen finally found a thin man with a pockmarked face in the crowd.

"Dachang, take a quick look, is that person Ma San?"

Bao Dachang narrowed his eyes, and looked in the direction Yang Chen pointed at. Bao Dachang immediately nodded, "Yes, he is Ma San, exactly the same as the one he saw in the dense forest at that time!"

After finding the target, Yang Chen's next thing is to keep a close eye on him, and immediately ask the demons for information after the game is over.

Amidst the clashing sound of pots and ladles, the second round of the competition finally came to an end. Not surprisingly, Ma San advanced again and successfully entered the final round of the final round!

"I didn't see it, but this Ma San is quite powerful!"

Yang Chen said in admiration.

In his impression, great cooks seem to be generally fat. Even thin cooks are taller. People like Ma San who are not very good-looking but thin are really not good cooks.

Bao Dachang smiled and said, "You can't be judged by appearances. The dishes of Ma San are really good, especially the sauce-flavored pig's trotters, which are really soft and delicious, and the taste is absolutely amazing!"

Hearing Bao Dachang's description, everyone couldn't help but swallow their saliva, and Yang Chen even stated directly that after the game was over, he would go to Ma San Restaurant for a meal.

The time of the final was extended to a full three hours compared to before, which is said to be conducive to the performance of the players.

Stimulated by the fragrance that filled the square, Yang Chen and the others were already drooling all over the place, waiting for the moment when the game ended.

Finally, this torment did not last long, and the final result ushered in. Ma San came in second with a total score of 98, while the first was a contestant from the Eastern Forest.

After Yang Chen waited for the results to be announced, he quickly walked to Ma San's venue in the center of the square. At this time, Ma San was packing up the kitchen utensils with a resentful expression on his face because he was the runner-up.

Seeing Yang Chen and his group standing by the side, Ma San said angrily, "What are you doing? You came here to make fun of my old pockmarked No.2, right?"

Yang Chen quickly comforted, "That Chef Ma, we came here to ask about the demons..."

Ma San glared, "Go away! I only cook and don't answer questions!"

Yang Chen still didn't give up, and said, "Chef Ma, we'll leave after we finish asking the questions, and we won't bother you any more!"

At this time, Ma San picked up a kitchen knife on the desk, pointed at Yang Chen fiercely and said, "You don't understand human words, do you? If you don't leave, believe it or not, I will hack you to death!"