At lunchtime, Gu Zheng came out once and chatted with the people outside for an hour.
Many people outside were encouraging him. Even when it was lunchtime, no one left. Instead, more and more people came. During this period, there was even a local tycoon who paid for more than 4,000 servings of fast food so that the people waiting here could eat at noon.
Gu Zheng wanted to give him the money, but he refused.
The local tycoon was not a chef participating in the competition, but he was a foodie who had been paying attention to the forum. At first, he was against Gu Zheng and questioned Gu Zheng. After the live broadcast, especially after Gu Zheng entered the finals, he became a hardcore fan of Gu Zheng.
He did not want Gu Zheng to pay for it. If possible, he hoped to eat Gu Zheng's fried eggs once. This was his biggest wish.
He had watched the video of the fried eggs more than a hundred times. Every time he watched it, he was very hungry. If it were not for the fact that he did not know Gu Zheng, he would have made this request long ago.
In addition to the local tycoon, there were dozens of people helping to maintain order at the scene, so that the people waiting at the entrance of the venue did not have any disturbances.
Fortunately, this place was originally a square, and the space was big enough. Otherwise, these people would not be able to stay at all.
In the morning, many people saw that there were so many people here, and some people stayed to join in the fun, but most of them did not stay long and left. Unlike them, they planned to stay until Gu Zheng finished the competition. They had said that they would wait for Gu Zheng's triumphant return.
These dozens of people worked the hardest today. During the meal, they helped to distribute the fast food and told everyone not to throw the leftovers and tableware. They asked for a lot of trash cans from the square management office. After eating, they threw them in the trash cans. Someone would come and help to clean up. They must not be the last to leave a mess on the ground.
Because of their presence, the sanitation of the whole square was maintained well.
In the afternoon, the live broadcast began. The four projectors started working again. Gu Zheng and the other nine people were already standing on the stage. Gu Zheng and Wang Dong were the youngest among all the contestants. In addition, his "Golden Dragon Flies" in the morning left the deepest impression on everyone, so the TV station gave him the most screen time.
"Chicken, alive?"
"Gu Zheng hasn't made an omelet yet. Is he going to make it last?"
"Why is it that everything Gu Zheng cooks is related to chicken? Fried eggs, egg fried rice, egg fried rice, and now live chicken?"
"It's not just the chicken. There's something else. What's that small green thing?"
"Who knows what Gu Zheng is trying to do? Or if we can ask, hurry up and ask!"
At the entrance of the venue, many people cried out when they saw the ingredients Gu Zheng had prepared. Not long after, some well-informed people inquired about the news.
"Chicken blood soup? Gu Zheng actually wants to make chicken blood soup? "
The news spread quickly outside. Gu Zheng's participation in the previous competition had attracted the attention of the people in Shen Cheng's simple group. There were hundreds of people in the Shen Cheng Omelet Group, who had been paying attention to Gu Zheng's competition these days. Although no one came to the scene, many posts had been posted on the Internet.
The more posts there were, the more people remembered them. Just now, many people in the Shen Cheng Omelet Group knew about Gu Zheng's last competition. When they heard that Gu Zheng took out the chicken, they immediately knew that Gu Zheng was going to make the chicken blood soup that he had made before.
"Sun Er from Bian City, didn't he make chicken blood soup?"
After knowing, many people outside were still puzzled. There were about four thousand people now. These people were either chefs or foodies who paid attention to this competition. They knew some of the contestants very well.
When it came to chicken blood soup, the Sun family's chicken blood soup was the most famous. Moreover, it was shown on the live TV that Sun Er had made chicken blood soup. He relied on chicken blood soup to enter the top ten.
Someone had made chicken blood soup before, and now Gu Zheng was going to make it again. The judges had the most direct comparison. If Gu Zheng's chicken blood soup was not as good as Sun Er's, even if it was just a little bit worse, then his score would definitely be lower than Sun Er's. Sun Er's strength could not enter the top three. If his score was lower than Sun Er's, he would definitely stop in this round.
After entering the top ten, many people hoped that Gu Zheng could really enter the top three. Even if he couldn't get first place, entering the top three would be a huge improvement.
At the judges' table, Elder Gao and Chief Wu's faces were filled with worry. They had tasted Gu Zheng's chicken blood soup before, and it tasted really good. Previously, they had tasted Sun Er's chicken blood soup as well, and both of them had their own merits. Strictly speaking, there wasn't much of a difference between the two.
"It would be great if the order was reversed. What a pity!"
Manager Wu suddenly sighed and whispered to Elder Gao beside him. Elder Gao nodded in agreement.
If the order was reversed, it meant that Gu Zheng made chicken blood soup in the first round. This way, he and Sun Er could get high scores and basically advance. But this was the second round. It was too rash to make chicken blood soup at this time. If he was not careful, he might stop here and not enter the top three.
From the bottom of their hearts, Elder Gao and Manager Wu both hoped that Gu Zheng could continue to move forward. This was also the pride of their Shen City.
They felt that it was a pity, but there was nothing they could do. Gu Zheng had already started to kill the chicken. The chicken blood was left behind. The chicken was quickly feather-plucked by Gu Zheng and boiled in the pressure cooker. After a while, a fragrance spread out.
Sun Er made stewed chicken this round. The raw material of the chicken was not wild chicken, but chicken that they raised freely. They only ate natural food without any pollution. This kind of chicken was very fresh and tender. Their century-old soup would add such a chicken every once in a while.
This time, Sun Er was not far from Gu Zheng. When Gu Zheng went on stage, he deliberately checked his ingredients.
The chicken was indeed good. It was a second-grade ingredient. However, the chicken blood that he had not used up was actually a normal-grade ingredient. No wonder he could advance to the top ten. However, he was destined to stop here and could not move forward.
Those who could enter the top ten were all top experts. It could be said that the gap in cooking skills was not big. The final taste would not be too bad. To win, first, it was novelty. Second, it was the ingredients. For ordinary chefs, good ingredients were too difficult. However, for these famous chefs who were very famous and had a high status, good ingredients could still be found as long as they had the heart.
For example, Master Wang, who made noodles, had normal-grade flour. Sun Er also had normal-grade chicken blood. Zhao Fu also used normal-grade tofu. Even a few of the supplementary ingredients in his "goose goose goose" were normal-grade.
This also made Gu Zheng understand that normal-grade ingredients were very rare. However, if one really had a certain level of fame and status, they could still find ingredients of this level if they had the heart. After all, this was an ingredient that was available on Earth. Previously, he had also had normal-grade honey.
In comparison, Sun Er used second-grade ingredients to participate in the second round of the competition. It would be strange if he could advance.
After learning of Sun Er's situation, Gu Zheng did not pay much attention to it. The bet with Sun Er was just to add a bit of fun, and also to punish this person who spoke arrogantly. His final goal was still to get first place.
Only by getting first place would he not let down the thousands of people who had been waiting for and supporting him outside. At the same time, he could also get a great reward from the weapon spirit.
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