super fusion

Chapter 291 Fire

In fact, there is really nothing to prepare before the game. Whether a chef can cook well depends on his own cooking skills and mentality. Everything else is just an auxiliary condition.

At 01:30 in the afternoon, the organizer has prepared the venue, and all the tools needed for cooking are available, including seasonings such as oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.

And the guests all found their places to sit down.

Reporters from all over the country also took out their equipment and prepared to report. Among these reporters, only one team of reporters was allowed to walk around the venue, and that was the reporters from CCTV [-].

This time the game will be broadcast live on CCTV [-], not just talking about it, but it will be broadcast live to the national audience, so their reporters have certain privileges.

At 45:[-], just as the game was about to start, a few more people came over, this time a few old people came over.

If it is an ordinary person who arrives at this time, let alone enter the arena, they will not even be able to enter the door.

But if these old people wanted to come in, the organizer didn't dare to fart. Not only that, Peng Dazhuang, the boss of Kyushu Style, still accompanied him with a smile on his face, and kept saying be careful all the way.

why?
Because these old people are so famous in the capital, he, Peng Dachang, would not dare to offend even if he had a hundred guts.

Who is it?

The old lady of the Bai family, the old men of the Lei family and the He family, the old lady of the Lu family, the old lady of the Guo family, and the old men of several families.

Seven people, seven big families, each family can be said to be extremely prominent in China, they are real big families.

So don't talk about offending Peng Dazhuang, it's too late to flatter him, can he carelessly serve him?
When the people who had already sat down in the venue saw the group of old people, they all stood up one by one, and then whispered to each other.

"Fuck, what's going on? Why are these people here?"

"This competition is too exaggerated. Is this the Huaxia Chamber of Commerce going to hold a meeting? Why did these gods come here?"

"I'll go to the Bai family, the Lei family, the He family, the Lu family, the Guo family... Oh my God, [-]% of the wealthy families from Kyoto will come here, right?"

"No, brothers, no, this time the competition seems to be more powerful than advertised. There must be big names among the participants."

"Who? Who the hell? I saw Xie Xiaomiao from the Xie family, but the old man from the Xie family didn't come, and there are no other big families."

"I don't know. Anyway, this game is absolutely fair and cannot be fairer. I can still believe that."

"Bullshit, who dares to be unfair under the eyes of these people?"

Not only the audience, but even a few judges stood up. Although these old people couldn't recognize them all, they knew that none of them who could walk together was a good person, so they didn't dare to put on airs.

It's just that what they don't understand is how this group of people came here. They are as curious as the audience.

Peng Dazhuang asked someone to bring a chair over and put it next to the judges' seat, which is a respect for these old people.

But this group of people didn't agree, and finally sat with their own group of grandsons, beside Bai Chuanfeng and the others.

Bai Chuanfeng and others were also a little stressed. They didn't expect that during the banquet, some old people who said they would come actually came. Now they couldn't even think about being dishonest.

So they all sat upright like good babies, as if they were afraid of being caught by these old men and women if they made some mistakes.

The old people sat down, and then all looked in one direction, which was Tang Lingwei's direction.

Because Tang Lingwei was among Bai Chuanfeng and the others, they accompanied Tang Lingwei like stars.

This made several old people wonder, who is this beautiful girl?Could it be that these bastards tricked her into being a girl from a good family?
Seeing the eyes of several old people looking over, Bai Chuanfeng hurriedly introduced: "Grandparents, don't get me wrong, this is our mistress, the girlfriend of my master Su Baiyang."

Then I introduced several old people to Tang Lingwei.

Tang Lingwei actually stood up a long time ago. Although she couldn't recognize all these old people, she did know a few of them. She knew Bai Chuanfeng's grandma. She was a strong woman. During the time when she didn't get up, the old lady took care of everything in the Bai family. It can be said that she is a standard strong woman and Tang Lingwei's idol.

So she has to stand up.

Now that he knows that these are the grandparents of Bai Chuanfeng and his gang, he should be even more polite.

Several old people looked at Tang Lingwei and nodded frequently, expressing their satisfaction.

"Girl, come, sit next to grandma, don't stand still." Bai Chuanfeng's grandma chased away Lei Zhen beside her, then patted the chair and said.

Old man Lei was not angry either, he asked Lei Dongtian to bring a chair over, and he sat down too.

Tang Lingwei was polite, and finally sat next to the old lady Bai. She was also excited. Anyone who sits with their idol would be excited—me too. When I was young, I was always afraid that my dad would hit me when I sat next to him.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the game officially began.

The members who participated in the competition came out from the backstage.

Seeing the contestants coming out one after another from behind, everyone was a little dumbfounded, there were too many, and this group of people actually walked for about 3 minutes to finish.

This is the scale, there are many participants, not only that, but more people are paying attention to this competition. Song Shuming told Su Baiyang that there are 50 people following this competition on the Chef Base Camp forum alone. What is that concept? Ah, there are a lot of Wu Yangyang, and there are still a lot of super, which shows how different this competition is.

Finally, the chefs came out, and each found their own position and stood up.

The judge is an old man who is older than Zhu Pan, named Hou Junxing. This is a real big man in the food industry. He is the chief judge.

He explained the rules of the game again: it is still an elimination system, 30 people advance to the first round, 15 people advance to the second round, five people in the third round, and the overall ranking is determined in the fourth round.

This kind of promotion competition can only be described as cruel, because there are too many people participating, so many people only 01 people advanced in the first round, the difficulty is not at 30:[-].

That is to say, your cooking skills must reach the top [-] among so many people, so that you can continue to stay in this arena, otherwise you will be in a round, and you will be gone after the first round.

But it's too difficult, just like the college entrance examination, there are so many high school seniors across the country, and Tsinghua University and Peking University admit only a few people, if you want to stand out from the hundreds of thousands or even millions of candidates, you have to fight your life In order to break a bloody road to enter Peking University and Tsinghua University, otherwise, I will get a second college like me.

So when Hou Junxing finished talking about the rules, the participating chefs started to discuss, no matter who was around him, at this time, he wanted to talk to someone, because the pressure was too great, and he had to release it.

"Damn it, this game...is so perverted."

"Nimma, there are only thirty people in the first round? Do you want to be so ruthless?"

"That's right, how can this compare? This shit doesn't give you any hope."

"I'm afraid of farts, anyway, I will definitely be one of these 30 people."

"It's a good idea. I'm known as the king of the western kitchen. If I'm here, you all stand aside."

……

The scene was chaotic, and no one knew what these people were talking about. Anyway, most of them were talking.

At this time, Hou Junxing said the competition requirements.

The first round, cold dishes, can use any tools and ingredients.

The second round, vegetarian dishes, can use any tools and ingredients.

The third round, meat dishes, can use any tools and ingredients.

In the fourth round, feel free to use any tools and ingredients.

After finishing the four rounds of competition requirements, Hou Junxing also knocked on a brass bell on the table and said: "The competition starts now, fire!"

(End of this chapter)