Seeing the four judges talking about the deliciousness of the Red Pepper Prawns, the host didn't know how the others felt, but his forehead was full of sweat.
The host almost couldn't help but go on strike after hearing the praises from the four judges.
"As the host of a cooking competition, the judges started to flatter one of the contestants, making it seem as if the competition was rigged. What can the host do? Of course, he has to forgive them." After a series of mental operations, the host calmed down. "That's right.
"Alright. Since the judges have expressed their opinions, let's move on to the next dish." The host quickly found a chance to interrupt them and directly led the topic to the next dish.
"Judges, please give your score to the second dish of the seafood alliance, Winter Bamboo Shoots Red Ginseng," the host said.
Whoosh. Only two people raised their paddles this time. They were Bai Xiaoxiao and Wang Xiang.
"The remaining two judges, please raise your paddles," the host reminded them gently.
"I have no score for this dish," Zhou Shijie said.
"Mm, no." Zhang Yan nodded his head and sat firmly on his seat, not moving an inch.
"Alright. Then, the seafood alliance's Winter Bamboo Shoots Red Ginseng gets two points," the host took a deep breath and announced with a smile.
"What the f * ck? They can give scores like that?" That was the same thought in everyone's mind.
The host was already experienced in this, so he didn't hesitate this time and directly asked, "Chairman Zhang, please explain the reason why this dish can't be given a score."
"It's simple. This dish is neither Sichuan Cuisine nor seafood. Not only does the red ginseng lose its flavor, but the winter bamboo shoots also taste astringent," Zhang Yan said bluntly.
Hearing Zhang Yan's evaluation, the face of the head chef of Qian Ji Prawn Restaurant turned pale. After all, this was basically pointing at his nose and saying that he didn't know how to cook at all.
However, he couldn't refute it. After all, Zhang Yan was the chairman of the Sichuan Cuisine Association. He was even more troublesome than Zhou Shijie. The saying that a supervisor was better than a county official was still applicable.
"Didn't Head Chef Qian say that this is his signature dish?" Chef Li looked at Head Chef Qian behind him with dissatisfaction.
As for the others, their gazes were filled with sympathy and dissatisfaction. After all, the score was too low, and it would affect their chances of winning.
"Damn it. I don't believe that Yuan Zhou is better than me. He doesn't know how to cook seafood. Maybe he hasn't even seen red ginseng before." The host of Qian Ji Shrimp Restaurant glared at Yuan Zhou.
Yuan Zhou, who was being glared at, looked indifferent. He looked at the clock in the distance and calculated the time to go back to the shop.
Was there a need to be so jealous and hateful? Yuan Zhou said, "That's impossible. There are many people who are jealous of his handsome looks. Who does this unknown person think he is?"
That's right. Regarding these gazes, Yuan Zhou had always believed that they were jealous of his good looks. After all, it was well-known that he was good at cooking. There was no need to be jealous of him. However, there was only one possibility for these people to be jealous of him, that was, he was too handsome.
"Being too good-looking is also a kind of trouble." Yuan Zhou frowned slightly as if he was really distressed.
"Then please give your scores to Head Chef Yuan's Sea of Bamboo Shoots with the Red Ginseng," the voice of the host was not affected by the commotion.
Shua Shua Shua Shua. This time, four people raised their paddles in an orderly manner.
The host cautiously looked at all the scores before speaking.
"Looks like Head Chef Yuan's culinary skills have once again conquered the picky taste buds of the judges. He has once again obtained a perfect score of 10 points," the host reported.
This time, the host did not ask for the opinions of the judges or Yuan Zhou. After he finished speaking, he moved on to the next dish.
This caused Wang Xianghao, who was preparing to give his evaluation, to choke.
The following scores caused the discussion of the seafood alliance to become even louder. No, it should be said that the discussion of the entire place was louder.
That was because the next three dishes had once again obtained two points, while Yuan Zhou had always obtained a perfect score.
The difference in scores was too huge. Not only were the seafood alliance members dumbfounded, but everyone else was also dumbfounded.
Even the reporters couldn't bear to look at the scores anymore.
"The scores are too low. I'm afraid this is the biggest disparity in the history of the competition," the reporters lamented as they jotted down the scores in their notebooks.
"Isn't that right? What's going on?"
"Is the food really that bad?"
"Or is Head Chef Yuan's cooking really that good?"
"That should be the case. After all, he is the one who conquered Tengyuan Jiayuan and obtained the legacy of cooked wheaten food. Now, he has the Sichuan Cuisine Exemplary Restaurant on top of that."
The reporters felt that this was indeed the case. However, they were starting to feel bored. After all, it seemed like the seafood alliance had already lost.
If the first score of four points had caused people to look forward to a comeback, this caused Chef Li to calm down.
The second score of two points caused Chef Li to regret choosing the head chef of Qian Ji Prawn Restaurant. But the subsequent scores of two points caused him to be infuriated.
"I don't believe it. This is impossible. How can the score be so low?" Chef Li muttered.
"Yeah, this doesn't make sense. I've tried Chef Sun's yellow croaker before. It's quite good. Even Chef Lin's Salad Conch is top-notch. How can it not be worth a score?" Ao Pi had a look of disbelief on his face as well.
"He's indeed not simple," Head Chef Zuo smiled bitterly when he saw his premonition coming true.
But no matter how doubtful they were, the sixth score had already begun.
This time, the seafood alliance's Liu Jie's Flaming Squid was the first to be scored.
It had been a long time since four people raised their placards. This caused Liu Jie, who had been looking away, to turn his head back.
"Four points. The seafood alliance's Flaming Squid wins four points." The host's voice confirmed Liu Jie's suspicions.
Perhaps he was shocked by the first two points, but Liu Jie had a feeling that the score was quite high.
However, this wasn't an illusion. It was a fact. Starting from the first dish, Crawling Prawn, this was the seafood alliance's second four points.
Of course, Yuan Zhou was still the same. This time, Chef Li gritted his teeth and his expression started to turn ferocious.
But Ao Pi didn't have time to doubt it. Next up was his and Head Chef Zuo's dish, Rolling Crab Ball.
Soon, the host read out the name and asked the judges to score it.
Swish, swish, swish, swish. Ao Pi and Head Chef Zuo heaved a sigh of relief at the same time.
"The seafood alliance's final dish, Rolling Crab Ball, wins four points," the host's voice rang out again.
The seafood alliance had never expected that this score would be lower than the zero points of Yuan Zhou posted online. That was because the gap between them and Yuan Zhou wasn't small anymore.
But Ao Pi and Head Chef Zuo were still glad that it wasn't just two points.
But before Ao Pi and Head Chef Zuo could finish rejoicing, the host read out Yuan Zhou's score again.
"Head Chef Yuan's final dish, Big Crab Ball, has obtained ten points. Thank you, judges, for your score. Now, the total score will be tallied and will be announced shortly," the host said numbly as he read out Yuan Zhou's full score.
After all, Yuan Zhou had never obtained any other points.
After the host finished reading out the final line and was about to announce a five-minute break, Chef Li suddenly took a few steps forward and walked to the center of the hall.
"I can't accept this! I can't accept this score!" Chef Li glared at Yuan Zhou before looking at the judges with a resolute expression.
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