Reborn God Emperor Daddy

Chapter 225 Because They Are Stupid Birds

Zhou Liguo and Niu Jiugeng laughed happily. It seems that Shi Weitian has completely withdrawn from the God of Cooking competition this time, and the rest of the competition belongs to them only.

Zhou Ting's expression was serious. He had seen Song Haotian's cooking skills before, but he didn't expect that Shi Weitian would invite this young man to compete.

"Dad, don't be careless, that man is very good at cooking..."

He originally wanted to remind Zhou Liguo, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted roughly by his father.

"Nonsense, how can a young man in his twenties be so good at cooking? What's more, he is messing around with two children.

Prepare well, our opponent is Zhiweizhai, Shiweitian has already withdrawn. "

Zhou Ting sighed, hoping that his worries were unnecessary.

Du Yu didn't say anything more. Anyway, he didn't violate the rules, and the game still had to continue.

He looked at Song Haotian helplessly, and then said to everyone present: "Everyone, I officially announce that the MasterChef Competition has officially started.

Our competition adopts the final scoring system, divided into three rounds, and each round lasts 30 minutes. After the contestants finish the dishes according to the regulations, the judges are asked to taste and score. In the end, the one with the most points wins..."

After announcing the rules of the game, the first round officially began.

There are no restrictions on the contestants, and they are completely free to play. They only need to make their best dishes.

Following Du Yu's order, Busishu and Zhiweizhai immediately got busy. Although 30 minutes is not short, if you want to cook a delicate dish, the time is still relatively tight.

Only Song Haotian was sitting there motionless with the two little guys in his arms, looking left and right. He didn't look like a team member at all, and was more relaxed than the audience present.

"Food for Heaven really gave up."

Everyone present shook their heads one after another, including the three judges, who already excluded Shi Weitian from the God of Cooking competition in their hearts.

The scene was extremely quiet, and the sound of the two groups of contestants frying and cooking could be clearly seen.

"Papa, when shall we start?"

Seeing that others were hurrying and busy, Tuantuan and Yuanyuan became a little anxious.

"Don't worry, there is still a lot of time."

"But why are they in such a hurry?"

"Have you ever heard that stupid birds fly first? Because they are stupid birds, of course they need to be more anxious..."

Since the scene was very quiet, most people could hear the conversation between the father and daughter clearly, and burst out laughing immediately.

Zhou Liguo was even more unbearable. Originally, he was holding a kitchen knife, showing off his superb knife skills.

Hearing that he was called a stupid bird, he flicked his wrist immediately, and there was a bloody gash on his finger.

Having been a chef for so many years, this was the first time he encountered such a situation, which made him furious, and shouted to Song Haotian, "Can you shut up?"

"Why, is there a rule not to let people speak in the game?"

Song Haotian said with disdain, "As a chef, I can't even use a knife well, so I have the nerve to blame others."

After speaking, he looked down at the two little guys again: "Did you see it? This is a stupid bird, even his own hand was cut."

"you……"

Zhou Liguo was about to go mad with anger, but he had no choice but to do anything, he did not violate the rules, and the Master of Cooking Competition did not have any rules prohibiting people from speaking.

Huang Yuanqing persuaded: "Okay, don't pay attention to that kind of person, let's hurry up."

Zhou Liguo could only snort coldly, turned his head and continued to operate.

Time passed by, and Song Haotian was still sitting there, teasing the two daughters from time to time, or taking out some fruit for the two little guys.

Lin Zhan sat next to Lin Meichen, he was a little impatient: "Girl, why hasn't Mr. Song started yet? There are only a few minutes left."

"Dad, don't worry, Brother Song must know it well, just trust him."

Lin Meichen had seen Song Haotian's cooking skills before, and even a team couldn't match the amazing speed. It took a few minutes to cook a dish.

Seeing that there are only 5 minutes left in half an hour, Busishu and Zhiweizhai have already achieved initial results, and bursts of strong fragrance wafted out, filling the entire venue.

Just when everyone had given up on food as the sky in their hearts, there was finally movement on Song Haotian's side.

"Tuantuan, help Dad get a piece of corn."

"Okay, Papa."

The two little guys were already impatient, they took out a corn from the bag next to it, and Yuanyuan stepped forward to help peel off the outer skin.

"Papa, here it is."

The little guy brought the cleaned corn to his father, and Song Haotian took it and threw it directly into the oven next to him.

"What is this guy doing? Is he making roasted corn?"

"Roasting corn is not such a roasting method. Normal roasting corn should be roasted with the skin on, so that the heat can be controlled..."

"I can tell, this guy is a bastard who doesn't understand anything, he's just here to make a joke..."

Du Yu stood beside him. He had been secretly observing Song Haotian's movements, and couldn't help but stepped forward and said, "Mr. Song, do you want to roast corn?"

"Yes."

While talking, Song Haotian flicked a pill fire into the oven. What he used was not the temperature of the oven at all, but the pill fire he controlled.

"Mr. Song, but your corn is not a dish but a staple food."

"Oh? Did you say that you can't make the staple food this round?"

Song Haotian was a little surprised, if there is such a rule, then he has to change a dish immediately.

"That's not..."

Du Yu was full of bitterness, he felt that it was too difficult to communicate with the person in front of him.

There are indeed no regulations in this regard, but all fools know that compared with dishes, staple food will suffer a big loss in terms of ingredients and cooking methods, and it is impossible to win.

"It's fine if you don't."

After Song Haotian finished speaking, he sat back in his previous seat and started playing with the two little guys.

Du Yu shook his head. This should be the most inconspicuous player he has ever seen in the catering industry for so many years.

Five minutes passed in the blink of an eye, and he looked at the timer in his hand, announcing the official end of the first round.

The two dishes at Zhiweizhai and Busishu have already been finished, and the people in the two restaurants are not even willing to take a look at Shi Weitian, thinking that the other party is not qualified to be their opponent at all.

"Busi Shu Restaurant, please explain your dishes and invite the judges to taste them."

Zhou Liguo stepped forward and held a dinner plate in his hand. Although it was covered with a lid, it still had a strong aroma, which made people move their index fingers.

"Judges, the first dish of our Bu Si Shu restaurant is called Jun Lin Tian Tian, ​​which is a famous dish with seafood as its ingredients, and it was once one of the famous dishes of Man-Han Banquet.

We use premium double-headed abalone for this dish. It is one of the three famous abalones in the world. It is delicious. Using it as the main ingredient of this dish will make the dish taste fragrant and refreshing.

In terms of ingredients, we use 250 grams of fresh shrimp, 50 grams of fatty lard, and 10 green beans..."

This guy's eloquence is really good, he speaks clearly and clearly, showing all the cooking methods and advantages of the dishes.

At the end, the lid was lifted all of a sudden, revealing a plate of exquisite abalone, and the rich aroma of vegetables swept the audience.

Immediately there was thunderous applause from the audience, and the group of relatives and friends who did not miss Shu cheered for their chef one after another.

Zhou Liguo looked smugly at the judges' seat, "Please invite the three judges to taste."

(End of this chapter)