As the host finished speaking, all the contestants entered the room one after another.
Li Heng also walked into the competition venue.
He had an invitation letter from Master Wang, so he was placed in the competition area, and not far away was a somewhat messy entertainment area.
There are no judges in the entertainment area. Scores are scored by the audience. Only ten out of four hundred people can advance. The competition is very cruel.
But he doesn't have to compete for the ten spots. Not only do they have judges in this competition area, but also a small number of people will advance.
The competition venue is in the open central area of the Convention and Exhibition Center.
There are rows of makeshift stoves, densely packed with four to five hundred of them.
Li Heng found his No. 18 stove and stood in front of it.
Taking a closer look, you can see that there are ingredients on the table, including vegetables and meat. There are quite a few, dozens of them.
He looked at other people's stoves and found that the ingredients on everyone's stoves were the same.
I thought to myself, it seems quite fair.
His eyes glanced towards the periphery of the stage. The inside and outside of the competition venue were separated by police cordons, and there were dense crowds of onlookers outside.
The number was so large that there were probably several thousand people.
There are not only many melon-eating people, but also official media and a large number of self-media. They are either invited or come by themselves to enjoy the popularity.
After all, a cooking competition involving hundreds of people is quite a big event in a big city like Shangdu.
Although the contestants are mixed, the prizes are generous, and there are many famous chefs among them.
At this time, among the ten people on the stoves No. 1 to 10, some were concentrating on handling the ingredients, while others glanced at the contestants behind them with disdain.
In their eyes, the chefs behind them are all bastards and should not be feared.
Their main opponents are only ten of them.
Li Heng also restrained his gaze and began to handle the ingredients in an orderly manner.
Suddenly, in the competition venue, the knives in the hands of chefs wearing white chef uniforms flew quickly on the ingredients, making a rhythmic "tuk-tuk" sound. The stove fire was burning brightly, and the blue flame reflected their focused eyes.
In the auditorium, spectators were sitting or standing, holding small flags and cheering cards in their hands, cheering for the contestants they supported.
Whenever wonderful cooking skills are demonstrated, bursts of applause and cheers erupt from the scene.
The air was still filled with a strong smell of oil smoke, but it did not affect the enthusiasm of the audience, but instead added to the tension and excitement of the game.
On the side of the stage, rows of high-definition cameras record every moment of the game.
The staff busily shuttled among the crowd to ensure the smooth progress of the game.
On the judges' bench, several well-known culinary masters were carefully observing every move of the contestants. Their eyes were sharp and focused, and they nodded or shook their heads from time to time, strictly judging the contestants' performance.
On the judges' bench.
The six cooking masters looked at the competition, some nodded and others shook their heads.
Liu Kun is the chef of Dingsheng Restaurant. He is invited to serve as a judge every year at a high price.
At this time, he shook his head in disappointment.
"The level of the contestants this year is very average, not as good as last year."
Another cooking master on the side, named Wang Zhenze, was a judge invited from other provinces and nodded in agreement.
"Except for the top ten chefs who have some skills, most of the contestants are just fake people."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the other four judges shaking their heads in disappointment.
"In previous years, there were compatriots who were not inferior to me in the competition, but this year there wasn't even a decent chef. Looking at their knife skills and their cooking techniques, I couldn't wait to go out and correct their mistakes myself!"
"That's all, we are just judges anyway, just follow the rules and don't think too much."
"That's right, just use the money to do things."
The judges looked at each other and saw the smile in each other's eyes.
For them, coming here to be a judge is really just getting paid to do something, and they know exactly what they are doing.
Several people scanned the first ten chefs.
Nodding secretly, the chef king was about to be born among the ten of them.
No exceptions!!!
At this moment.
Li Heng was concentrating on cooking.
Instead of choosing a fancy dish, he planned to make a noodle dish, adding eggs and fish meat to the flour and mixing it into noodles to make noodles.
The fish bones are then boiled into soup and used as toppings.
Very simple, but very challenging.
And the core is the proportion of additions and the technique of mixing the noodles. The noodles are not too hard, nor are they too soft. They must be moderate to stimulate the fragrance of the three ingredients.
It may be difficult for others to grasp, and whether it tastes good or not depends entirely on luck, but for him, who has level 4 cooking skills, it is easy to grasp.
I can see that his technique is exquisite, the dough kneading movements are done in one go, and he also uses Tai Chi's energy-building techniques, showing a special sense of beauty.
However, his stove is located at the back and is not so easy to be spotted.
It wasn't until he used his knife skills to cut the noodles at the end, cutting the noodles with a seemingly slow but actually extremely fast knife skills, that he was discovered by the sharp-eyed audience.
At this time, Zhou Ling's eyes suddenly widened while she was holding the camera.
"Look at No. 18, what an amazing knife artist!"
Zhou Ling's exclamation attracted the attention of others around her, and everyone looked towards stove No. 18.
I saw that the man was holding a kitchen knife in his hand.
He seemed to lift it up gently, but then dropped it quickly.
It gave people a strange speed that looked very slow but was actually very fast.
It made people shout in shock at just one glance.
It was a bit incomprehensible. , why his knife skills can give people a feeling of speed and slowness.
"What a weird swordsmanship, fast and slow at the same time. How did he do it?"
"If you fight with a kitchen knife, wouldn't you be invincible?"
"Your focus is really strange. Why do I think this contestant looks familiar to me?"
"What's the point of just being good at knife skills? The chef still has to see whether the food is delicious or not."
"No matter what, he has such knife skills and his cooking skills are as good as any."
"Yes, it's definitely not bad. Let's wait and see."
"I bet he is the champion!"
"Haha, are you kidding me? Why do you think the judges exist?"
"For what?"
"Of course it's for the designated champion. How stupid."
"Isn't it possible?"
"...."
A group of people chatted non-stop, and more and more people were paying attention to the 18th.
However, when others started to pay attention to Li Heng, Li Heng had already cut the noodles.
At this moment.
Just as Li Heng finished cutting the noodles, he suddenly paused slightly.
Because the voice of the system suddenly sounded in his mind.
[Ding, you have integrated Tai Chi skills into your knife skills, so that the knife is equipped with a state of speed and slowness, cooking proficiency +100, Tai Chi proficiency +50!]
[Ding, your skill Tai Chi has been upgraded to level 2, strength +2, agility +2, and constitution +2. ]
Huh?
Tai Chi can improve so many attribute values!
Li Heng seemed to have discovered some secret, and the corners of his mouth subconsciously rose. This scene was photographed, and everyone was stunned and began to speculate.
Is he sure of victory?