After rebirth, Jiaojiao Cook and Silly Marquis counterattacked

After breakfast, Dong Qian was ready to sign up.

Because it is different from ordinary competitions, in order to prevent some troublemakers from participating.

In order to prevent too many people in the first game, registration also requires handing in a dish.

The level shouldn't be too low, nor too high. It's not a good thing to stand out.

"Do you need me to accompany you?" Qin Han asked sitting aside.

After watching Dong Qian put away everything, she turned around and said, "No, just stay in the room. I'll be back as soon as the registration is over."

She didn't want Qin Han to worry. After all, there would be a lot of people competing.

Qin Han had no choice but to accept it. As long as Mo Qian stayed with her, there should be no problem.

Registration is actually done one round at a time, and the registration area is very large.

Four people form a group, and of course they compete among the four. Whoever cooks the best food can successfully sign up.

In fact, Dong Qian didn't expect it to happen in this way at first.

I originally thought it was just a passable taste and I didn't want to attract attention, but now it seems I have to show my strength.

This time Dong Qian also brought a lot of ingredients. After being inspected by the soldiers, she waited next to the boiler when there were no problems.

Because Dong Qian came relatively early, there were many people around. Before Dong Qian was ready, the other three seats were also full of people.

"You need to fill in this piece of paper. If you don't have a representative to participate, you don't have to write it in."

Because generally those with good cooking skills, either working in a restaurant, must be a private chef, or coming from someone's house, can become a representative.

So those who don't have much representation may not be very good at cooking.

But they couldn't say there were any other reasons for this, and they wouldn't take it lightly.

The person standing in front of them was the one who could sign up for them, and of course he was also the one who tasted it.

Before Dong Qian had time to fill it out, there were only two people left on the competition stage where there were originally four people.

Because the location is relatively close to the periphery, there are many people watching the excitement around.

The two people left in despair, leaving only Dong Qian and another middle-aged man.

He has a tall and straight figure, just a stubble, and his skin is a little dark, but he still has energy.

Generally speaking, he looked quite comfortable, but Dong Qian felt that his eyes did not seem very friendly.

"Where did this person come from and how dare he continue to stay here."

"I don't know. He looks like Zhou Zheng, but he is too young. Most of the chefs have the age and qualifications to be here."

Dong Qian was filling out the form while listening to the comments of the people around her, and some even said things that were even more unpleasant than these.

But Dong Qian also knew from this that the person standing next to her was indeed a master.

He opened a private kitchen and only entertained one guest a day, but this guest needed 1000 taels of silver to eat.

But it won’t be that easy, even making an appointment will take a long time.

From what those people said, it is estimated that they have already been scheduled for half a year.

So the two people just left without thinking, because they knew very well that there was no way to win, so they stopped wasting time.

But Dong Qian doesn't understand people, even if she does, like now, Dong Qian will not flinch at all.

Most of them looked down on Dong Qian because she was young and had no qualifications, but some of them encouraged Dong Qian to compete with this person.

But no matter what they said, Dong Qian handed the filled-in paper to the judges without hesitation, and he glanced at it.

"Haohan Restaurant?"

He read it out unconsciously, but Dong Qian didn't expect him to know. Originally, Haohan Restaurant was only popular in the two cities, that's all.

If everyone in the capital knew about it, Dong Qian would really be happier than if she had won the game.

This shows that she has already succeeded halfway, and opening a restaurant in the capital is just around the corner.

The people around naturally heard what the judges said, and they all shut up, and the competition started immediately.

"It's too late for you to admit defeat now."

The middle-aged man walked up to Dong Qian, seemingly on purpose.

"Thank you for reminding me, but it's not certain who wins and who loses. If you have time, you can shave your beard, it's a bit unsightly..."

Dong Qian knew that he had bad intentions, because some timid girls, even if they were really good at cooking before, would panic when he said this.

But Dong Qian is not one of those little girls. There is at least a 30-year-old person living in her body, and she treats things calmly and calmly, without being affected at all.

However, this middle-aged man almost wanted to fight Dong Qian because she said it didn't look good.

He has always cared about appearance, and it was precisely because Dong Qian discovered this that she said it back, making him emotionally unstable.

Because there was no theme and everything was cooked casually, Dong Qian chose a very homely dish, chestnut stewed chicken. Dong Qian had also used this dish to compete with Zhao Quan before.

Although she didn't know how strong this person was, what Dong Qian was sure of was that she was sure to make this dish the best.

The people next to him just watched Dong Qian's step-by-step operation, and the aroma directly covered the aroma of the man next to him cooking.

Because he was angry just now, he didn't control the heat properly.

During the cooking process, Dong Qian also looked at him a few times and was sure that this man did have two brushes.

In fact, she was already a little confused, but in order to get the chance to compete in this competition.

Dong Qian kept telling herself in her heart that she must be stable and not get into trouble.

Suddenly she looked up and saw a familiar bamboo hat. Qin Han finally came.

Her restless heart suddenly calmed down, and the noisy sounds around her disappeared. It seemed that only the two of them were left in the whole world.

Although Dong Qian couldn't see Qin Han's expression under the bamboo hat, she was definitely going to win this competition.

Dong Qian calmed down and continued to carefully season the food and watch the heat.

Although it is a relatively tedious process, the aroma that comes out of the dishes makes all the previous efforts worth it.

In short, this is what Dong Qian thinks. The most important thing about chestnut stewed chicken is the color, aroma, and flavor. As long as these three things are present, there won’t be much mistake.

Soon the time for two sticks of incense passed, and Dong Qian took out the dishes in a leisurely manner.

Sprinkle with chopped green onion and cooked sesame seeds, and serve it in front of the judges.

The middle-aged uncle was also ready and followed Dong Qian, as if he was deliberately trying to squeeze her, but Dong Qian avoided him.

From the reflection around the plate, you can tell that something is wrong with his figure.

When she came to her side, Dong Qian speeded up, and the man almost fell down.

Everyone around saw it clearly, "I didn't expect that the chef who runs a private kitchen has such bad conduct, and he actually uses such dirty tricks."

"I really didn't expect that I would ask my father to cancel their appointment tomorrow."

"Don't you smell that the smell of chestnut stewed chicken is different from ordinary ones?"