My richest man's identity was exposed by my sister

Chapter 223 Astonishing the audience 2
"You bastard! I'll beat you right now!"

Ma Teng grabbed his arm with his backhand, and said calmly: "Save your strength, and beat your back with Grandpa Liuyuan!"

After saying that, he slammed down and was almost thrown out by the man.

At this point their game officially began.

Ma Teng is the most inconspicuous of these people.

Everyone's stoves are in front, but Ma Teng's is separate.

The media in the audience took pictures one after another, but the shots for Ma Teng were the fewest.

The reason is very simple. People like Ma Teng are only selected to attract viewers on the Internet to watch. The mainstream media knows that this person is impossible to advance. Let alone advance, it is difficult to get praise from the judges.

It's just a tool to attract popularity.

Ma Teng didn't care, anyway, he came here today for a competition, not to be famous.

The system of the game is simple.

On the big table in front of them, there are all the ingredients they need.

They can choose any number of ingredients and make any number of dishes, but the premise is that all the things they choose must be used.

Food must be done.

Any unfinished food will be considered a forfeit.

In the God of Cooking competition, the first step is to test your on-the-spot reaction, knowledge reserve, and the principle of not wasting food.

Ma Teng was not in a hurry. For ten people competing, the amount of ingredients was very abundant.

He just watched quietly.

Ten people came to get their ingredients one after another, but Ma Teng didn't do anything.

This caught the attention of the five judges on stage.

After several hours of long waiting, it is impossible for them to sit still, and it would be troublesome if they are caught playing with their mobile phones, so their greatest pleasure is chatting.

"Hey? Look at that new guy, I remember his name is Ma Teng, right? Why doesn't he cook?"

"Yes, everyone is in a hurry to choose ingredients? This person doesn't do it?"

"Stupid! Hehe."

"It's only a short amount of time, and it's only after everyone has finished choosing him. It seems that we can't wait for him to finish cooking."

"It's better not to wait, so as not to make your mouth feel sick after eating it. People like this are just trying to make up for it. It's best not to finish it after the game is over. I don't want to go to the hospital for gastric lavage!"

There was a lot of discussion on the stage, but only one person saw that something was wrong with Ma Teng.

This person is a girl with yellow hair. She just turned 28 this year. She was the last champion Chef, and she was specially invited.

She frowned slightly, and said, "He is so slow, maybe he wants to guess what other people are doing?"

"This is also a tactic, but the ingredients are uncertain, and the seasoning is unlimited. Just a cucumber can be fried, fried, fried, and mixed. Spicy, delicious, and ingredients. How can he guess?"

"Hehe, yes, if he can guess this, how strong his memory is."

The yellow-haired girl frowned slightly, thinking to herself, this is almost impossible.

The ten people present alone selected nearly 50 kinds of ingredients, ranging from Chinese food to Western food, and there are even some off-the-wall dishes. It is impossible to guess the dishes developed by themselves.

I was worrying too much...

At this time, Ma Teng had already slowly brought out a box of eggs on the table.

They really guessed it right. Ma Teng knew what everyone was going to do with just a glance.

In fact, this matter is not so difficult to guess.

In the God of Cooking competition, the referee is not a robot.

These people have previously investigated the preferences of on-field referees.

Their choices must be consistent, and they will do whatever the referee likes.

Ma Teng didn't know, so Ma Teng didn't want to distinguish what they did, to make a little difference from them, but to do the same thing as them.

That's right, they do whatever Ma Teng does to judge the referee's preferences.

But Ma Teng is different, that is, his self-confidence in his food.

After Ma Teng took a box of eggs, he left directly.

Everyone was stunned.

Only eggs?

Not just eggs, Ma Teng also took out a box of rice.

While everyone else was nervously handling their own ingredients, only Ma Teng was patiently washing the rice.

He washed it twice.

Wash it with clean water for the first time, and rub it carefully for the second time, but the rice washing water is left behind.

Under the astonished eyes of everyone, he actually boiled eggs with rice washing water.

It is said to be boiled eggs, but in fact Ma Teng is on a small fire.

Seeing this scene, the yellow-haired girl frowned even more.

With such a small fire and such a large pot of water, the water will not boil for two hours.

If the water cannot be boiled, the eggs cannot be cooked. What is Ma Teng planning to do?

Let them mix raw eggs with rice?
To be honest, thinking of this, the yellow-haired girl felt sick.

Is this person really the same as they said, just to make up the number?
Ma Teng in the audience not only made this move, he also made another incredible move.

That is boiled rice.

It's nothing to cook rice, but he didn't put much water, but the fire was very high.

The rice here does not give you a rice cooker for you to cook, but provides you with a variety of pots and utensils, allowing you to control the firepower of the gas stove yourself.

Seeing this scene, the judges on the stage all laughed.

"That's it? With such a big fire, the cooked rice will definitely be raw."

"Stuffed raw? I guess the bottom will be mushy!"

Everyone laughed. Although this Ma Teng was not good at cooking, it also brought them a lot of joy.

Ma Teng didn't take it seriously. He boiled rice on high heat and simmered eggs on low heat.

Then I did it directly on the resting chair, and actually started to sleep.

Everyone is stupid.

He's here to compete, so he's here to keep healthy?

Seeing this scene, the other chefs who were wary of Ma Teng were even more disdainful.

This guy is unfounded!

Then, an hour passed.

Ma Teng got up.

The judges all bet that the rice may have been mushy.

At this time, Ma Teng did not lift the lid of the pot, but took out a pot of clean water, and poured the water in along the gap of the lid.

Then he fished out the eggs next to him, poured out the warm water, and replaced it with cold water to continue cooking.

"What the hell is this guy doing?"

There was already a scent coming from the other chefs.

All kinds of steaks, ribs, sea cucumbers, etc., only Ma Teng here, not even the leaves of root vegetables, two pots, one for cooking rice and one for stewing eggs.

Everyone who watched had question marks on their faces.

"This guy? Is he really a chef?"

(End of this chapter)