Mumu was stunned with her mouth open and even forgot to put down her hand.
"You just don't fight?"
Mumu asked in surprise. Suddenly she understood one thing that she was confused about before. Why did Don't Fight promise him that the fried egg was delicious and was so confident. It turned out that the fried egg was made by Don't Fight, he was the chef of the fried egg.
Before, Mumu still had some doubts. Why didn't Gu Zheng just introduce wontons, but didn't introduce the more delicious fried eggs. The effect of writing a review of fried eggs was far better than wontons. Now she finally understood that it wasn't that Gu Zheng didn't write a review of fried eggs, but that his face was not thick enough to write a review of his own things.
"Did Fish That Loves to Eat Cat know you long ago?"
Mumu suddenly thought of something and immediately asked. Fish That Loves to Eat Cat also went to eat the fried egg. She once said that the fried egg was not delicious and let everyone find trouble with Don't Fight.
At that time, Mumu just wondered how the relationship between the two suddenly became good. Now it was obvious that they knew each other. After eating the fried egg, Fish That Loves to Eat Cat changed her position.
"Madame Mu, now is not the time to talk about this. Let's go in first!"
Gu Zheng looked at the time and said with a smile. There were less than ten minutes to ten o 'clock, which was the time when their challenge began.
"Let's go in first. I'll deal with you later!"
Mumu glared at Gu Zheng and hurriedly led them in. Gu Zheng was a little helpless. Although Mumu was the chief editor, her mind was not so big. Gu Zheng remembered that once because the submission time was two days late, she complained for half a month. This time, he hid it from her for so long and didn't sell her fried egg before. He didn't know what she would do.
Just thinking about it, Gu Zheng followed Mumu inside. The most important thing at present was this challenge. The rest, after the challenge, he would talk about it.
The Duck Blood Vermicelli Soup Headquarters was not open today, and the dining table was moved away, leaving a large space. Now there was a row of long tables in the center. The long table was covered with white decorative cloth, and there were some pots and bowls and cooking utensils, as well as gas stoves and so on.
This long table was where Gu Zheng and the head chef would compete.
In front of the long table were neatly arranged seats. The judges from the Food Association were already seated in their seats. This time, it was only a challenge between two people, so it did not have much of an impact. If it were not for the website's attention, the Food Association would not have taken it seriously at all. Even so, only nine people came from the Food Association this time. Including the website and the restaurant's headquarters, there was a total of eleven judges.
The judge on the website was Chief Wu, and the general manager of the restaurant was their general manager.
The eleven judges would score the duck blood vermicelli soup made by the two of them. Five points was the full score, and the one with the highest total score would win. Since this was not a formal competition, there was no rule to remove the highest score and the lowest score.
Mumu brought Gu Zheng in. Gu Zheng went directly to the long table, bowed and said, "I'm sorry, I'm a little late. I've made everyone wait for a long time."
"You're not late. You're not late, but you have to start at 10 o 'clock sharp!"
An old man sitting in the middle nodded slightly. He was the person with the highest status among the judges this time. He used to be a chef, but now he had retired. He was now the vice president of the Food Association.
Chief Wu and the others had put in a lot of effort to invite him this time.
With such a senior, this competition seemed to have more weight. The live broadcast on the website had already started, and pictures had been sent out. After Gu Zheng arrived, the number of comments increased significantly.
At this time, there were already tens of thousands of people watching the live broadcast platform. Most of them were people who had participated in the voting and followed the challenge.
Gu Zheng did not say anything. The two people beside him quickly put down the boxes. One box contained the ingredients needed to make the duck blood vermicelli soup this time, and the other box contained the eggs and kitchen utensils for frying eggs. Gu Zheng was holding the celestial chicken that had matured under the influence of immortal power. Gu Zheng did not think of bringing these. This was the suggestion of the weapon spirit.
He took out all the things in the box. All kinds of ingredients had been prepared before Gu Zheng came. The duck was being marinated. Using the marinated duck to make soup would make it more delicious. Now, he just needed to put it out.
The reason why he came so late was that Gu Zheng had been packing these ingredients since early in the morning.
The duck was killed this morning and plucked with mineral water. This time, the weapon spirit did not limit it. Gu Zheng did it himself. After using the mineral water as the water source this time, he was not used to changing it to tap water. Washing a duck did not take much water, so he simply did not change it.
As for the kitchen utensils, there was a pressure cooker for making soup and a small steamer for boiling duck blood. Duck blood was fishy and was not suitable to be cooked with duck soup. It needed a separate pot, which could better remove the fishy smell. At this time, the duck blood was placed in a ceramic basin by Gu Zheng and had condensed into a lump.
After everything was arranged, Gu Zheng took out a white chef's suit and found a place to change. Wearing a chef's suit and a chef's hat, Gu Zheng came out, which made Mumu and the others' eyes brighten.
After Gu Zheng changed his outfit, he really looked like a model. At least, he looked like a model. He gave people a very elegant feeling. At a glance, they could see that he was a very young and temperamental chef.
The head chef had already changed his clothes. When he saw Gu Zheng come out after changing his clothes, he just snorted and did not say anything. Gu Zheng was wearing white clothes, while the head chef's suit was light yellow. The colors of the two were slightly different.
"It's almost time. Our Buzheng and their head chef are already in place. The ingredients are also placed. Buzheng came a little late, so we have not had time to interview him. I don't know if he has found better ingredients!"
On the live broadcast website, the host talked about the latest development. The source of this challenge was Gu Zheng's article.
In the article, Gu Zheng criticized the choice of ingredients for the duck blood and vermicelli soup. Some bad ingredients were used, which ultimately affected the taste. However, their head chef did not agree with Gu Zheng's words. He said that their ingredients were already the best, and Gu Zheng was just playing to the gallery.
Therefore, the real key of this competition was the ingredients. Strictly speaking, this challenge was a battle of ingredients. Everyone knew that ingredients were very important, but whether they would seriously affect the taste of the food, as Gu Zheng said, was the key of this competition.
If Gu Zheng used better ingredients to make a more delicious duck blood and vermicelli soup, it showed that his point of view was right. On the contrary, if he used better ingredients to make a better taste, but the taste was not as good as the one in the restaurant, or it was similar to the one in the restaurant, it would be a failure.
If the ingredients were better, but the taste was similar, it could only show that the importance of the ingredients was not as high as Gu Zheng said. Then, his previous comments would naturally become nonsense.
In other words, Gu Zheng could only win if he made food that was obviously better than theirs. The head chef would not lose if the taste was similar. This was also the source of the head chef's confidence. He had been making duck blood and vermicelli soup for more than 20 years. He did not believe that anyone could make duck blood and vermicelli soup better than his.
Even if the other party's ingredients were better than his, it was impossible. He would definitely win this competition.
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