Reborn God Emperor Daddy

Chapter 223
Song Haotian frowned slightly. He was the chef god of the entire comprehension world back then, and he was not very interested in this low-level culinary competition.

Tuantuan looked at Cao Yanran with cute big eyes: "Ma Ma, what is a chef?"

"He is the one who cooks the best food."

"Then Baba is the God of Cooking." The little guy looked back at Song Haotian, "Papa, you want to participate, Tuantuan wants Papa to be the God of Cooking."

"Papa, cooking...cooking is the most...the most delicious."

The two little guys looked at their father expectantly. In their minds, their father was the most powerful, so naturally he should be the God of Cooking.

Liu Zimei glanced at Song Haotian charmingly: "Little brother, you can participate, as long as you can help Xiaomei win the crown of chef god, then the three of us sisters will accompany you together."

"Pah, a dog can't spit ivory out of his mouth."

Although he really hoped that Song Haotian could help him, Lin Meichen still spat at his best friend, her cheeks as red as a ripe apple.

"Hey, Xiaomei, I mean, when my little brother becomes a master of cooking, the three of us will drink celebration wine with him."

Speaking of this, Liu Zimei looked at Lin Meichen with a strange expression, "What are you thinking about? Could it be..."

Lin Meichen immediately realized that he had fallen into the pit again, reached out and pinched his girlfriend's waist, and the two giggled.

"Papa, tell me quickly, do you want to participate?"

The two little guys looked at Song Haotian expectantly.

"Okay then, Dad will get you a God of Cooking."

Song Haotian didn't want to disappoint his daughter, so he finally agreed.

"Okay, Papa is the best, Papa is a chef!"

The two little guys like the food made by their father the most. In their eyes, as long as their father agrees, he is already a chef.

The same is true for the three of Lin Meichen. From their point of view, as long as Song Haotian is willing to participate, there will be no suspense at all. The No.1 position must belong to him.

"I'm going to tell Dad to make him happy too."

Lin Meichen took out her mobile phone as she spoke, and started calling Lin Zhan.

In fact, during the phone call just now, Lin Zhan had already expressed his intention to ask his daughter to ask Song Haotian to do it, after all, he didn't want to lose in this Master of Cooking competition.

Under the current situation, both Zhiweizhai and Busishu have invited masters, whose strength is far superior to him.

At this time, it was too late to invite someone, so I could only pin all my hopes on Song Haotian.

He said so, but Lin Meichen was a little shy and didn't say it directly.

"Great, as long as Mr. Song makes a move, then we Shiweitian can still win the crown of the God of Cooking this time."

Lin Zhan was extremely excited when he heard the news. Although Song Haotian was not the chef of their restaurant, he represented Food for Heaven in the competition, and the final honors naturally belonged to the participating parties.

As for whether he could win the final victory, he hadn't thought about it at all. How could a master chef like Mr. Song lose.

Early the next morning, Lin Meichen, Liu Zimei, and Cao Yanran got up early and began to wash and dress meticulously.

The three of them were originally gorgeous-looking existences, but after careful grooming, they were so beautiful that people couldn't look directly at them.

Song Haotian was a little surprised: "I said, what are you doing? This is a cooking competition, why are you dressed so beautifully?"

Liu Zimei grinned: "Little brother, you don't understand this. We are your group of relatives and friends, and we must suppress them in terms of momentum."

Cao Yanran said: "Of course, you will be a chef in the future, we can't lose face for you by your side."

"Isn't it said that the beauty is delicious, and we can be regarded as the head start."

In a good mood, Lin Meichen made a rare joke.

"Mama, Mama, we want to be pretty too."

The two little guys became excited when they heard it. They first combed a beautiful little braid, and then found the most beautiful princess dress to wear.

In the end, Song Haotian went out accompanied by three beauties, two young and five beauties, and embarked on the journey of the God of Cooking Competition.

Food for the Sky Restaurant, although the entire restaurant is closed today, it is very lively here, because the Jiangnan City's triennial Chef's Competition will be held here.

The venue of the God of Cooking competition is set at the banquet hall on the top floor of the Shiweitian Restaurant. Although the time for the competition has not yet arrived, the hall that can accommodate a thousand people is already full of seats.

Most of the people who came to watch the God of Cooking Competition were professionals in the catering industry, and there were also some media reporters who came here to catch news topics.

The people from the three major restaurants brought their teams here early to make preparations in advance.

In the banquet hall, [-] to [-] square meters of venues were vacated, and three stoves were prepared on the east, west and south sides. There were all kinds of seasonings and kitchen utensils on them, and they were prepared for the chefs of the participating parties.

To the north is the judge's seat, with a total of three seats, sitting an old man in his sixties, a middle-aged man in his forties, and a beautiful woman in her thirties.

Seeing that the start of the game was approaching, people from the three major restaurants all took their seats.

A middle-aged man in his forties walked up to the front desk in a neat suit. He was Du Yu, the president of the Jiangnan Food Association.

In the past, he was the judge of the God of Cooking competition, but this time it was different, the level of the judges was raised, and he was the guest host.

"Everyone, welcome to our God of Cooking competition..."

After making a simple opening remark, he looked at the judges seat behind him: "Before the competition, let me introduce to you the judges of our God of Cooking competition."

"This is Mr. Bai Ziping, a food critic for Michelin restaurants."

As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged man in his forties waved to everyone.

"Mr. Zheng Hongfang, the president of Xuanyuan Food Association."

The old man in his sixties greeted everyone with a smile.

"The last one is Ms. He Xiaoqian, the top chef of the Imperial Capital Great Wall Restaurant."

The beautiful woman waved to everyone, and everyone present was amazed.

Unexpectedly, at such a young age, he could become the top chef of the Great Wall Restaurant, which is the only seven-star hotel in the imperial capital.

Immediately after the introduction of the judges, everyone's passion was ignited. You must know that the weight of these three judges is much heavier than every year, and any one of them is a big name in the catering industry.

"After the judges' introduction, let's introduce the contestants of our God of Cooking Competition.

After several rounds of screening, the final winners were Shiweitian Restaurant, Busishu Restaurant and Zhiweizhai Restaurant. The contestants from the three restaurants will be invited to enter. "

As soon as Du Yu's words fell, the stadium immediately burst into warm applause, and the various groups of relatives and friends cheered endlessly.

The first to enter the arena was the Busishu Restaurant, and they sent three players.

The leader is a middle-aged man in his 40s. Many people have seen him in the previous trials. He was invited from the five-star restaurant in the imperial capital, the top chef Huang Yuanqing.

As the saying goes, there are no men without a reputation, and it is precisely because of his outstanding performance that Busishu and Zhiweizhai tied for No.1 in the preliminaries with the same score.

On Huang Yuanqing's left is Zhou Liguo, the head chef before he didn't think of Shu, and on the right is his son Zhou Ting.

According to the regulations of the God of Cooking Competition, the number of chefs sent by the participating parties is not limited, but there is only one dish that can be prepared in the end, and only one person can be awarded the title of God of Cooking.

It can be said that the combination of these three people is extremely powerful, and many people regard it as the most powerful contender for the championship of this competition.

(End of this chapter)