super fusion

Chapter 93 This is a work of art
Thank you Shanren 1416, please take me to the direction where my heart belongs, all the floating clouds and arrogance and gluttony are rewarded by a few brothers, and I also apologize to the bad nature of Xiaoye, I wrote your name wrong the day before yesterday, don’t mind , has been changed.

In the great world, everyone is a great artist.

Although people are engaged in different industries, each industry is an integral part of the world, and in this industry, many talented people can do it perfectly. When a thing or a thing reaches the ultimate perfection , then this is an art.

Now Su Baiyang is holding a work of art in his hand, in the center of a white sunflower-shaped plate, one is built with carmine-red wax gourd strips, like the Huaxia Pavilion of the Jinghai World Expo. The graphics stood there quietly, and under the flashing lights, this dish looked so different, so delicate and attractive.

"Fuck! Did I go to the wrong place today? This is not a culinary competition at all, it's an art competition."

"I must have come in in the wrong way. It's just a plate of rotten winter melon sticks. How can it be so shocking and attractive? It's so damn good-looking. I have never discovered that winter melon can make such a shocking dish." Heart-pounding dishes come out."

"Artist, this guy is definitely an artist pretending to be a chef to participate in the competition. We must let the relevant departments check his identity!"

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People started discussing it in various ways, but no matter who it was, all they said now were praises and praises for this rouge winter melon.

Faced with such a wonderful dish, there is no room for anyone to slander it.

When Tang Lingwei saw the plate of rouge winter melon in Su Baiyang's hands, her eyes were blurred and her mind was a little shaken. Although Su Baiyang didn't fully demonstrate the knife skills in this dish, it was enough, perfect and flawless.

Chu Tianxiong also took the pipe out of his mouth. He stared at the rouge winter melon for a long time, then shook his head with a sudden smile, and said, "I thought that a single eyeball was his limit. Only then did I realize that his culinary skills are far from being brought into full play, what a masterpiece!"

Chu Yongjie seemed to have eaten two boxes of Xuanmai. This guy couldn't stop laughing and laughing, but the saliva was swallowing hard in his mouth. He found that he drooled a lot today.

Cui Jiuling didn't speak. He just stared at Su Boyang quietly, expressionless.

Cui Wanfeng was particularly unbearable. When he saw Su Baiyang's rouge winter melon, he almost slipped off his chair.

Nima, Su Boyang, do you want to do this?Can I still give Laozi a little room for reversal?Is it really okay for you to block my way directly like this?Is it really fun to have all the limelight in this match up to you?

He was depressed and frantic, really wanted to rush up and snatch the dish, then slam it to the ground and step on it.

What Gu Danian cooked this time was a plate of Kung Pao Chicken. This dish takes a short time, as long as it is performed normally, it is no problem to make it perfectly within 10 minutes at his level, and he held his breath in his heart. He wanted to kill Su Boyang directly in this round, so he performed a little supernaturally, and the Kung Pao Chicken he made was absolutely super-level in terms of color and taste.

Originally, he was full of confidence, but when he glanced at the rouge winter melon in Su Baiyang's hand, his hand trembled, and he almost dropped the Kung Pao Chicken in his hand to the ground.

Nimei, what are you doing?How could this guy cook such an exquisite dish in such a short period of time?impossible!This product is either cheating or cheating.

Gu Danian was depressed and crazy, but he had nothing to do, because everyone was watching during the cooking process. If there was anything wrong with Su Boyang, someone would definitely tell it. Since there was no People say, that means this is a normal way of cooking, but how can such a good dish be made in such a short time with normal methods?Although it is a vegetarian dish, it is impossible.

He was thinking hard and couldn't figure out why.

Looking down at the Kung Pao Chicken in his hand, Gu Danian had the urge to run away, he knew that there was no need for judges to comment on this round, he had already lost, because the dish made by Su Baiyang was too delicate I have no hope of winning at all.

Cao Pengxiao was holding his own small farm fried pork, and he felt that what he was serving was not farm small fried pork, but a pile of shit, Nimei's, it's really hard to compare people to others, and toss it away when you compare goods.

Originally, he was happy that he could win 01 points in the first game, but he didn't expect that his opponent would surpass him in the blink of an eye, and judging from the fact that the pace was not exceeded at 30:[-], if he couldn't score in the third game If you get it back, you will definitely lose.

Everyone had their own thoughts and various shocks, but Su Baiyang was still so calm. He brought out the dish and handed it to the beautiful woman in cheongsam beside him.

This cheongsam beauty has been fascinated by this delicate plate of rouge winter melon. She has never seen such a beautiful dish. Her mind is deeply caught in the appearance of this dish and she can hardly extricate herself. She didn't react until it was handed to her, and hurriedly passed the dish with trembling hands, and then everyone queued up to wait for the expert's comment.

The three of Zhu Pan don’t have any thoughts on commenting on other dishes now. Comments are gross. Although each of them is edible, it looks super ugly, okay? Okay, seeing this situation, the three people shook their heads.

So the three of them just briefly talked about the dishes of the people in front of them and let them go quickly, even including Gu Danian and Cao Pengxiao.

Even though Gu Danian's Kung Pao Chicken was really good, and Cao Pengxiao's fried pork was really good, but they just couldn't attract the three judges.

"Not bad, not bad, sixty points, I hope you can play super long in the next game, go over there, there are still people behind, don't delay things." Zhu Pan impatiently hit a player in front of him with a random sixty Points, and then directly started bombarding people.

This contestant is not happy because he got [-] points and can enter the next round. On the contrary, he is very depressed. Nima, you are a judge, can you be serious about your comments?This perfunctory is too obvious, irresponsible.

In fact, how did he know that the three of Zhu Pan didn't want to comment on their dishes at all, they just wanted to tell them to get out of here.

Finally, the people in front finished walking, and it was Su Baiyang's turn.

Su Boyang followed the cheongsam beauty to the table of the three judges. The cheongsam beauty reluctantly put the plate of frozen rouge winter melon on the table, and then obediently stood aside.

Just as he put the wax gourd on the table, Zhu Pan, Ma Jinfeng and Zhu Feng stood up instantly, and all three of them could not wait to stare at the dish.

This scene almost shocked all the spectators out of their eyes. Grandma, why don't you do this? Is it really okay for the three of you to do this in front of so many hotel owners?You don’t even bother to look at the dishes made by the guys in our hotel, but you can’t wait to look at the dishes made by the guys in other hotels. It’s too obvious to favor one over another.

Zhu Pan and the others didn't care what others thought. They just looked at the plate of rouge winter melon seriously, and all of them were silent except for the shock on their faces.

For a long time, after several people behind Su Boyang almost collapsed, Zhu Pan and the other three slowly sat down, and then they looked at Su Boyang at the same time.

Zhu Pan said: "Mr. Su, this dish...has gone beyond the category of dishes."

Su Baiyang was stunned, it was just a plate of winter melon with rouge, after all, it was still a dish, after hearing what you said, it didn’t seem like a dish anymore.

Ma Jinfeng was obviously more excited than Zhu Pan, with his big breasts heaving up and down, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhu is right. This is beyond the scope of cooking. It is a work of art, an elegant work of art."

Su Boyang: "..." If you praise me like this, will I be proud to know it?

(End of this chapter)