Chapter 342 Chapter 342: Must Win (2000 words)
That's what Pei Xian said.

Lian Heng slammed his mouth and had nothing to say.

Lian Dong was extremely dissatisfied.

Qiao and Chen had diarrhea and couldn't attend the gourmet competition, but He Chengfeng and his apprentice showed up in time, which was too much of a coincidence.

This must be the method of the old man.

Based on the fact that he and He Chengfeng have known each other since they were young, He Chengfeng must be interested in Lian Yunyi.

After clarifying this relationship, Lian Dong's heart surged with anger.

"Heng'er said the wrong thing on the spur of the moment, and still hoped to congratulate Lao Haihan."

Lian Dong suppressed her dissatisfaction with Mrs. Lian, stood up with a smile on her face, and blessed herself in the direction of He Chengfeng.

"Mr. He, you are Taishan Beidou in the chef world of the Canglan Continent. If you can come to serve as the judge of this year's food competition, everyone from our family and everyone present will naturally welcome you, but there is still one missing among the three judges. "

Lian Dong shifted her eyes to Old Master Lian knowingly and reasonably.

"Father, what should I do?"

Lian Dong snorted inwardly.

Let's see if this old thing can invite another He Chengfeng.

All previous food competitions had three judges, and only three judges could convince the audience. As long as one judge was missing, even if He Chengfeng was invited, it would be useless. This year's food competition still had to be postponed.

Even the old man swept his eyes under the Yuehua Terrace, and said in a deep voice, "Use the public judges."

"what?"

After the old man finished speaking, Lian Heng spoke excitedly again.

"What judge?"

While asking, Lian Heng scolded Mrs. Lian in his heart: This old man, the more he knows how to play tricks.

Old Master Lian was too lazy to look at Lian Heng, so he turned his eyes away from the Yuehua stage, looked at Shen Qingcheng on the stage and asked, "Qingcheng, do you know what the public judges mean?"

Shen Qingcheng pretended to ponder for a while, and responded with a smile: "The so-called public judges should randomly select a few people from the onlookers to serve as judges. I understand it literally. If there is any inappropriate understanding, please let me know." Grandpa forgive me."

"Heng'er, now you understand what a public judge is."

Lian Heng's face was hot and he felt humiliated.

The old man actually let this woman surnamed Shen humiliate him in public.

Seeing his ferocious face, Old Master Lian said: "Since you are dissatisfied, then the public judges will let you and Lian Hai go to the Yuehua Stage to choose ten people."

"Third Young Master, please."

Without giving Lian Heng a chance to react, Lian Hai had already stood by Lian Heng's side and stretched out a hand to Lian Heng.

Zhuge Qingyun said: "Public judges, this is a good idea, fair and just."

Pei Xiandao: "The meaning of the existence of nothing is to be enjoyed by the masses. It is very good to invite the masses to judge. It is indeed the old lady Lian who can come up with such a brilliant idea."

"Yeah yeah."

Many VIPs who were invited to watch the game echoed what Zhuge Qingyun and Pei Xian said.

The idea of ​​the public judges was unanimously approved by Zhuge Qingyun and Pei Xian. No matter how dissatisfied Lian Yuan and his wife were, they could only bear with it.

Lian Heng walked down Yuehuatai full of anger, and Lian Hai followed beside him without haste.

After a while, the two led six men and four women to Yuehua Terrace.

Zhuge Qingyun glanced at those ten people, and turned his face to the old man Lian with some doubts in his heart: "Master, counting these ten people, it means that there are twelve people in the current judges. How should we determine the winner?"

The old man Lian frowned, pretending to think for a moment and said: "Voting is used to determine the winner. Mr. Zhuge, Mr. He and the ten public judges each hold a vote. Whichever side's dishes are cooked better, you will share your votes." Whoever votes for, whoever gets the most votes in the end will be the winner."

The old lady Lian stopped, looked between Zhuge Qingyun and He Chengfeng, and asked: "Master Zhuge, Brother He, what do you two think of this idea?"

Zhuge Qingyun said: "Excellent."

He Chengfeng said: "As long as you think it's good, I have no objection."

With the approval of He Chengfeng and Zhuge Qingyun, Mrs. Lian gave Lian Hai a wink.

Lian Hai understood, and immediately walked in front of Mrs. Lian.

"Old master, what's your order?"

The old man Lian took out a money bag from his sleeve, handed the money bag to Lian Hai, and said lightly: "It's too late to order paper tickets for voting now, I have some gold leaves in this money bag, Lian Hai, you will Take out the gold leaf and give one to Mr. Zhuge, Mr. He and the ten public judges, and use this gold leaf to replace paper tickets."

"Yes, old man."

Lian Hai took the money bag, and quickly distributed the gold leaves to He Chengfeng, Zhuge Qingyun and others.

At Zhengsi time, the gong sounded on the Yuehua Terrace, and the gourmet competition officially started.

Lian Hai held a gong in his hand and stood on the Yuehua Terrace and announced loudly: "The gourmet competition is now starting. The first round of stew competition, please invite chefs from both teams to come on stage."

Under the attention of all the people, Cui Chef of Wanzhen Building and Qin Yueshan, who had just joined Fuyuan Lou Lianheng's command, both stood in the center of Yuehua Terrace.

The other participating chefs had retreated to the edge of Yuehua Terrace.

There are two stoves, two chopping boards, and a variety of fresh ingredients on the huge Yuehua Terrace.

Chef Cui and Qin Yueshan stood in front of the chopping board, and there was cheers from the Yuehua stage. Those who made bets were the most excited. Some shouted that Qin Yueshan would win, and some shouted that Chef Cui would win.

After a while, there was the sound of chopping vegetables on the Yuehua Terrace.

Chef Cui and Qin Yueshan are busy selecting and cooking ingredients carefully.

After Shen Qingcheng watched for a while, taking advantage of the fact that everyone on the stage was watching the game and no one was paying attention to her, she quietly moved to Jun Wulan's side.

"Are you tired from standing?"

Jun Wulan got up to give her the chair.

"The second round seems to be a cooking competition. You should sit down and rest for a while, so as not to be exhausted later."

In front of so many people, Shen Qingcheng had no embarrassment.

"I'm not tired, I just want to come talk to you and relax."

Shen Qingcheng was embarrassed to sit down, so Jun Wulan stood with her.

"Are you nervous?"

Shen Qingcheng shook her head slightly: "I'm not nervous, the scene is spectacular, I'm a little shocked, no wonder Qin Yueshan and Zhou Dewang are all eager to participate in the food competition, and other chefs also squeezed their heads to participate in the food competition, such a grand competition , as long as you show up on Yuehua Terrace a few more times, no matter if you win or lose, your fame will go out."

Jun Wulan nodded slightly: "That's the truth."

Shen Qingcheng considered for a while and said: "Then I must try my best to win the second match."

By winning the second game, I gained my fame, which will be of great help to opening a restaurant in the future, especially this time I am going to cook hot pot, so I might as well take this opportunity to promote hot pot.

(End of this chapter)

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