The TV station's camera was immediately aimed at the judges' table.
Thirty small bowls were placed on it. The satellite TV was still broadcasting the video of Zhao Fu participating in the Chinese Food Competition. The Hangzhou Food Channel had been paying attention to the scene. The camera was facing the judges' table and broadcasting the chicken noodle soup made by Gu Zheng.
Looking at the small bowl in front of them, the thirty judges all had the same expression. They were all stunned and looked in front of them in disbelief.
In the small bowl, the two slender strands of noodles were still swimming around like small fish. The shredded chicken in the soup bowl rippled from time to time when they touched each other. The two strands of noodles seemed to be frolicking and playing.
That was all. The soup of the noodles was very clear, like water. It was completely different from the rich chicken blood soup from before.
White water, white noodles, white shredded chicken. It looked very simple, but it had a simple elegance and nobility.
That's right, it was nobility. The judges all had this feeling in their hearts. The chicken noodle soup was very simple, but it exuded a noble temperament. It was very funny. Such a simple food could be called noble, but this kind of thought was very strong in their hearts. This was their first feeling when they saw this bowl of noodles.
A judge picked up a spoon. The color of the soup was like white water, but after stirring it, he found that it was indeed soup. It was not as light as white water, but the soup did not have a layer of oil like other soups, and there were particles visible to the naked eye.
After the judge stirred it, he scooped up a spoonful and put it into his mouth.
As soon as he put it in, his throat could not help but swallow. Soon, a mouthful of clear soup was drunk into his stomach. That was not all. He scooped up another spoonful, then picked up his chopsticks, scooped up a noodle, and put it into his mouth.
The taste of the noodles was very good. He had tasted the sky noodles before. This noodle was a little similar to the sky noodles, but it was more chewy and tasted better. In addition, there was a fragrance in this noodle that the sky noodles did not have.
"Delicious!"
The judge said vaguely. He actually praised it on the spot. The judges of the Food Competition did not make comments, but only scored. In the end, there would be three judge representatives who would make professional comments. No matter what the judges tasted, they would remember it in their hearts and would not speak. No one thought that this judge would actually praise it on the spot.
The other judges also picked up their spoons and began to taste.
Elder Gao also drank a mouthful of soup first. Soon, he understood the feelings of the first judge. Although the soup was clear, it tasted very good. He ate a mouthful of noodles with shredded chicken, and he could not help but suck it into his stomach. Whether it was the noodles or the thin shredded chicken, the taste was indescribable....
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. Their performance surprised the audience who had participated in the competition. In the previous competitions, the judges had never behaved like this....
............... The thirty judges all finished the bowl of shredded chicken noodle soup in front of them. Elder Gao looked at the stage from time to time. He knew that Gu Zheng had run out of noodles, but there was still soup in the pot. Even if he could not eat noodles, it would be good to have some soup later. That small bowl just now was not enough.
Gu Zheng was the first to finish the competition. The judges had also finished giving their marks. Gu Zheng stepped down from the stage and sat in the resting area, waiting for Zhao Fu and Liu Lin's competition to end.
"Even the judges praised him. Gu Zheng must have done well this time!"
"I really hope that Gu Zheng can win. Take first place. Take first place!"
"Did you guys notice that Gu Zheng's noodles look a little familiar? Doesn't it look like the noodles from Xiao Song Noodle Restaurant?"
"Forget it. I think all the noodles look familiar. The noodles are good, but Gu Zheng's noodles are not bad either!"
"I'm so hungry. I want to eat again. When I find a husband in the future, I must find a chef to cook for me every day!"
"Beauty, what do you think of me? I'm a chef, and I even participated in the third round of the preliminaries!"
"Get lost …"
Outside the venue, the four thousand people who were waiting were watching the live broadcast and chatting. The local tycoon had bought dinner again. They had all eaten dinner, but when they saw Gu Zheng's noodles, they all felt hungry.
Gu Zheng's noodles were just a few strands of noodles, a few shredded chicken, and a clear soup, but when they saw it, they could not help but feel hungry. Even they did not know why.
In the venue, Sun Er stared at Gu Zheng with a sinister expression.
He had lost. When Gu Zheng entered the top three, he had already lost. Losing made him feel very embarrassed, and it made him resent Gu Zheng even more. However, he did not intend to admit to the bet at all, which meant that he wanted to repudiate this bet.
He could not give the century-old soup to others, not to mention that he did not have the right to do so.
Because of this, he was even angrier. All his anger was focused on Gu Zheng.
Feeling that someone was watching him, Gu Zheng turned his head and saw Sun Er's resentful eyes. Seeing Gu Zheng turn his head, Sun Er lowered his head awkwardly, and there was a trace of panic in his expression.
He was like a guilty conscience. He was thinking of repudiating the bet, but when he was seen by others, he immediately felt unnatural.
Gu Zheng did not know what he was thinking, but the weapon spirit kept saying that he would teach him a lesson. He must teach him a harsh lesson. Daring to insult Lord Gokusen's cooking skills, he must be punished.
An hour later, Zhao Fu was the second to finish his food. There were still 15 minutes before the end of the competition, so he finished the competition ahead of time.
Three minutes before the end of the contest, Liu Lin had finished cooking his food. Both of them cooked different dishes. Liu Lin cooked Hangzhou cuisine. As a native of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, Hangzhou cuisine would definitely help him score some points. But as for the specifics, it would depend on the final score of the judges.
The dish that Zhao Fu made was his best dish. It was also his most famous dish, the Auspicious Dragon and Phoenix.
The two dishes looked very good, each had its own meaning, and the taste was also excellent. However, after the judges finished eating, they could not help but sigh like before. Most of them just nodded, and some of them did not have any reaction at all.
After the scores of the three contestants were calculated, the organizing committee invited people from the notary office to supervise them. Soon, the scores of the three contestants were summed up. The one with the highest total score would be the winner of today's competition.
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