Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 1242 The game has a result
The direction of the topic is really abnormal.

It was also pressed immediately.

"I don't have that much appetite, these were originally made for you." Yang Song said.

"I didn't think of giving it to you just now." Yang Song was desperately looking for a reason: "Because I want to wait a little longer to let the radish taste more thoroughly. You eat it now. Does this shredded radish taste good?"

He just forgot and remembered.

"Today's brunch, the most important thing is this shredded radish salad."

Yang Song explained.

Everyone tasted it immediately.

"This shredded radish is delicious!"

“Sweet, sour, spicy, spicy, salty.”

"really tasty!"

When a group of people are caught in the middle of eating and eating, there are not so many problems.

It was at this time, eleven o'clock.

The gong struck.

It's time to deliver the food.

Yang Song and Nozawa Ichiro all turned off.

Buddha Jumping Wall began to unblock at this moment.

Because there are five judges.

Both of them did a lot.

Turn the big wine jar upside down, pour out the ingredients, put them into small clay pots, and send them to the judges.

This is the final plate.

The small earthenware pots used to serve vegetables were all placed in a steamer to keep the temperature, and they were flavored with old wine.

Miss etiquette took away all the Buddha Jumping Walls from both of them and put them on the judges' bench.

The five judges who had been locked up for 24 hours were finally released.

The chef's job is over, and the next step is for the judges.

Ichiro Nozawa walked over arrogantly, and said to Yang Song's back: "You know? You are a loser from this moment, and I defeated you with your Huaxia cuisine."

"Buddha Jumping Over the Wall is the pride of your Chinese culinary circles, but starting today, it will be your shame, because you Chinese people can't cook your own dishes."

"Remember the apprenticeship ceremony, you must wear it grandly, and I will give you a big red envelope."

Ichiro Nozawa finally finished speaking, and Yang Song turned around slowly.

"You! Ahhh...how could you do this? We are still in the game, why are you doing this to me?" Ichiro Nozawa shouted angrily.

Yang Song drank the last sip of Buddha Jumping Wall soup in his rice bowl, and then took off the earplugs.

"The soundproof quality of these earplugs is still not good."

Then, Yang Song couldn't bear to rub his ears: "Why should I wear this, you have no idea?"

"You're almost done, the game is over, can you let me go?"

Yang Song filled another half bowl: "I just want to finish this meal in peace."

You can't eat without soup.

Nozawa Ichiro was very angry: "Are you not worried at all? Are you not afraid at all?"

"You lose, why should I worry?" Yang Song was puzzled.

"Hehe, do you think I will lose? Do you know how many years I have practiced Buddha Jump over the Wall?" Nozawa Ichiro sneered again and again.

Yang Song: "After more than 20 years of practice, you have said it many times."

"Then how many years have you been practicing?"

"One year, maybe less than a year, I forgot." Yang Song was very honest.

"Then why do you think you can beat me?" Nozawa Ichiro said, "Do you think you are a genius?"

21 against one, it sounds like there is really no chance of winning.

Yang Song also asked: "How many years have you practiced sashimi?"

Ichiro Nozawa seemed to have been tapped on the Ya and Dingshen points.

"It should be longer than practicing Buddha jumping over the wall, right?"

Ichiro Nozawa picked up the kitchen knife, and the first dish he practiced was sashimi.

It can be said that sashimi has run through his entire career as a chef, and it is the background of his life.

Yang Song: "I practiced sashimi for less than half a year."

"Impossible! You lied to me!" Nozawa Ichiro turned around and wanted to take a knife. After touching for a long time, he found that it was not his stove.

It is even more impossible for Yang Song's knife to be snatched away by others.

"I lost all the sashimi. Wouldn't it be reasonable for Buddha to jump over the wall and lose to me?"

If it was in the past, Yang Song would not be so straightforward.

However, it is not enough now.

This old boy is so annoying.

If Yang Song wants to live to be clean, there are two ways: first, losing to Nozawa Ichiro, this is impossible.

Yang Song is the man who is going to become the king of kitchen gods, how could he lose?
What's more, with Nozawa Ichiro's humanity, if he wins, it is even less likely that he will let Yang Song go.

Second, crush Nozawa Ichiro with absolute strength, let him see clearly the gap between himself and Yang Song, and don't show up if he can't sharpen his sword.

Sometimes in life there is only one way to go, and there are not so many multiple-choice questions.

"I don't believe it, you are too arrogant, but I..."

"I judge red ten."

"Red ten."

"Ten, red."

……

"black……"

For the absolute fairness of the competition, the judges will not know whose dish they are eating before they announce the answer.

Only use red and black sides.

Yang Song is the red side.

He got five ten points, which is still a perfect score, but Yang Song was not very satisfied.

The pot of Buddha jumping wall he made is really not a little bit inaccessible, but it's still embarrassing.

And Ichiro Nozawa only scored 39 points.

Differs greatly.

"I don't believe it, it's impossible!" Ichiro Nozawa turned into a beast again, roaring at the audience: "You must have cheated!"

The first thing he questioned were the two He Guo judges who gave him the lowest score.

"What's the matter with you?"

"As compatriots, you actually betrayed me!"

Judge He Guo, he was very angry: "You have boasted countless times how wonderfully fragrant, how soft and tender, and how fresh the best of freshness you made. We believed it, but now you let We are disappointed, absolutely disappointed!"

The second judge of He Guo, he couldn't tell if he was angry, because he looked very calm: "Mr. Nozawa, the Buddha Jumping Wall you made is to make a background board for that Mr. Yang Song? It is to set off the delicious food he made. Is it?"

Smiling while talking, very polite soft knife with a barb.

Yang Song admired it: "These two talkers are more poisonous than me, and they really kill people." '

"Impossible, I don't believe it." As Ichiro Nozawa said, he wanted to grab a judge's spoon and try Yang Song's Buddha jumping over the wall.

As a result, he picked all five small clay pots.

It was so clean that not even a drop of soup was left.

All that was left was his own Buddha Jumping Wall, barely touched.

"In order for the competition to be fair enough, we have discussed that we will each taste three bites of the dishes of the two of you before making a conclusion."

That's the point of comparison.

"We tasted yours first and thought it was very good."

"When we tasted Mr. Yang Song's, we were immediately amazed by the taste of heaven and man."

"And yours is rubbish."

"We are still hungry, but after tasting the Buddha Jumping Over the Wall made by Mr. Yang Song, we refuse to eat other foods, which are all rubbish."

Nozawa Ichiro's heart was hit, leaving nothing but scum.

Jansson won easily.

(End of this chapter)