Gourmet food: starting from eating halberds to become a chef

Chapter 43 Spice Inequality Explodes

"Humility is a virtue."

Meng You looked at Sigong and the others who had finished tasting, and smiled faintly.

He is very clear about his cooking skills, and he also knows the degree of completion of this cooking through the system scoring, so he is very relieved.

Looking at Meng You, who seemed to be winning, Ji Zhiguo Ningning was still puzzled, but thinking about his own soba noodles, he said with a cold face: "Just don't cry later."

"Of course not." Meng You shook his head.

Seeing that Sigong's gaze was already staring at him: "I have already tasted two dishes, although I only ate a little, but I already have a certain sense of fullness, and my desire for food has dropped. They are average, then I will sentence you to lose without hesitation."

The words dissipated in the venue, but everyone who watched this was also shocked. Looking at Meng You, the mood was indescribable, with pity and a hint of sarcasm.

Let you do it, and still be so modest, it's over now.

The culinary skills between Ji Zhiguo Ningning and Meng You should not be very different, but now Senior Sigong has spoken, if Meng You doesn't have a unique trick, the possibility of losing this time is really very high.

The forum was already discussing whether Meng You would be expelled, but almost [-]% of the people were in favor of Meng You being expelled.

And of the remaining [-]%, more than half are keeping a neutral attitude to avoid being slapped in the face by Meng You again. The only ones who insist that Meng You can win are very few, and they can't think of any peerless cuisine that Meng You can completely defeat. Ning Ning, the Kingdom of Ji.

Erina, who had just finished judging, looked at this scene with strong mockery in her eyes, but a feeling of discomfort flashed in her heart.

"Meng Youjun."

Somewhere, Tian Suohui, who was highly praised by the judges, looked at the big screen, clenched his small fists, and whispered, although there was worry in his eyes, but more firmness.

She believed that Meng Youjun would not be defeated here.

At this moment, Meng You fell silent, looking at him, Si Gong's mouth was sarcastically: "Why, do you regret it now?"

"No, I'm just worried. If the seniors are stuck because of my cooking, I'll be a little embarrassed." Meng You smiled slightly and walked towards the cooking table.

"Are you so confident?"

Sigong was stunned for a moment, and at the same time, he was not the only one who was stunned. Almost everyone who saw Meng You's speech was stunned, but in the next second, messages appeared on the forum.

"Too arrogant, who does he think he is! Si Yingshi!"

"Let the seniors hold on, and it's really worthwhile to speak wild words!"

"Okay, okay, everyone, don't be angry anymore. I thought it might be a bit of a reversal, but now it seems that the tone is too proud, and it's time to suppress it."

And Dojima Gin on the stage, staring at Meng You, seeing his relaxed appearance, made a preparation in his heart.

Prepare to witness miracles.

Meng You didn't know about the emotions in all aspects, and he didn't want to know.

He didn't reply to Sigong, just smiled lightly, turned on the small oven next to the cooking table, and the big screen pointed the camera at the small oven.

But unexpectedly, there was no change in the oven, and Dojima Gin froze in place. Did he guess wrong?

And there was a burst of ridicule and laughter on the forum.

"Hahahahaha, I thought he was going to slap me in the face, and I panicked, but there was nothing."

"Laughing to death, it seems that there is indeed no trick. I hope Meng You will remember the lesson this time. Oh, no, after a while, he may no longer be our classmate."

"It's really a witness to history. The first person who was the first seat in the middle school and one of the ten outstanding students in the high school was expelled. This is a major event that has never happened before."

Even the few remaining diehard fans were already desperate when they saw the situation in front of them.

Erina kept telling herself that this was a good thing, but the pain became more and more serious, while the firmness in Tian Suohui's eyes weakened a little, and she clenched her fists, cheering Meng You from the bottom of her heart.

Although the students around did not dare to say to Meng You that he was sure to lose, the mockery and pity in their eyes were very obvious.

The current Meng You seems to have fallen from the high altar of the Ten Heroes and has become a dog in the water, and those who respect him have forgotten that no matter what, their cooking skills are not as good as Meng You's. Beat the genius at his lowest point.

But all of this didn't affect Meng You in the slightest. He was holding a large black baking tray with an opaque cover on it, and walked slowly towards the judging stand.

Looking at Meng You with a calm face, the slight sound of footsteps was like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart.

The confidence in Ji Zhiguo's Ningning and Ye Shanliang's eyes slowly dissipated, replaced by a solemnity rising from the bottom of their hearts for some reason.

The judging table, which seemed a little noisy during the discussion, also fell silent, and Si Gong stared fixedly at the big baking tray in Meng You's hand.

The hearts of the people watching the video trembled slightly. Looking at this young man who seemed to be falling apart, he felt a little scared in his heart, and the people who originally wanted to continue to sing bad news on the forum also fell silent.

"Please enjoy."

In just ten seconds or so, Meng You walked to the judging stand, put down the baking pan, and looked at Si Gong who was getting serious, with a faint smile on his lips.

It's time to let these people see the horror of the spice inequality.

The cover was lifted with the palm of your hand, and a brilliant light radiated out. The pitch-black baking pan and the brilliant light formed a strong visual impact, but the most important thing was in an instant, as if a typhoon of level [-] had blown by, and half of the venue was blown away. An incomparably powerful vortex of spices swept across, and everyone was intoxicated in it.

Even if they didn't pay attention from a distance, the judges who were still judging put down their chopsticks and cooked, immersed in the extremely strong fragrance.

The pupils of Si Gong and the others who were closest to them shrank suddenly. The strong but fresh fragrance pierced through their hearts like a sharp knife that cut iron like mud, and their hearts were completely shocked.

If Ye Shanliang’s curry fish head soup is made of spice bombs to shock their sense of smell, then Mengyou’s dish is like countless mortars directly bombarding their sense of smell. And it is bombed 24 hours a day That kind of high-star chefs, who were extremely picky eaters, were blown back when they were about to escape.

The structure of multiple layers of spices slowly emerged in their senses, even if they hadn't tasted it yet, they seemed to be extremely satisfied after devouring a big meal, and while their spirits were satisfied, their bodies naturally let out a grunt Sound, this is the most instinctive reaction from the body, tell them, eat, eat, eat!

(End of this chapter)