Elder Gao and the few judges beside him were stunned as they looked at the fried eggs that Gu Zheng brought over. The other judges all gathered their heads over.
Just from the appearance alone, the word 'good' could no longer describe Gu Zheng's fried eggs. This was simply not fried eggs, but a work of art. A true work of art, a great work of art. Just looking at it made people unable to eat it, let alone cutting it apart with a knife.
"I've never seen anyone who can make fried eggs look like this. Just from the appearance alone, I can give it ten points. Full ten points. Perfect!"
One of the judges exclaimed. The other judges all nodded in agreement. From the appearance alone, this fried egg was indeed shocking. It was an indescribable shock.
The egg white was as delicate as white jade, and the egg yolk was as bright as agate. The round fried egg gave people a feeling of luxury and nobility. No wonder they said it didn't look like fried eggs.
"The way he makes fried eggs is also very artistic!"
Another judge exclaimed. He had been staring at Gu Zheng, who was making fried eggs. The way Gu Zheng made fried eggs was indeed very beautiful, especially the process of the fried eggs forming in the pan. It was simply a kind of art. If it weren't for his status, he would have run over to take a good look.
"That's right. With such cooking skills and appearance, I believe the taste won't be bad. Elder Gao, let's cut. You can't make more than a few fried eggs in five minutes. According to Buyue's suggestion, one portion will be divided into four portions. Four people will taste it first!"
Another judge said. Most of the judges looked at Elder Gao. Only CEO Wu sat there calmly. He was very clear that once this fried egg was served, he would definitely not lose today if he did not fight for it. Even if CEO Hua continued to cause trouble and give zero points, he would definitely not lose.
Buyue's fried eggs, even he had to admit that he was convinced. Among the egg dishes, Buyue's fried eggs were definitely the best food he had ever eaten. He was the director of the Food Channel. He had participated in countless food festivals and eaten too many delicious foods. It was not easy to be recognized as number one by him.
"Okay, I'll divide it!"
Elder Gao nodded in agreement. He had already said that the fried egg had to be eaten while it was hot. If he waited any longer, he was afraid that the fried egg would turn cold and affect the texture. In any case, the second fried egg would be ready very soon.
Elder Gao took the knife and made two cuts in the center of the fried egg. When he made the cuts, he felt a little regretful. It was such a pity that such a good fried egg was ruined by him.
The fried egg was split into four pieces. Elder Gao and the three people beside him each picked up a piece, looked at each other, and then put the fried egg into their mouths. A quarter of the fried egg could be eaten in one bite.
As soon as they put it into their mouths, their eyes changed at the same time, and their expressions became a little strange.
The throats of the four people moved unnaturally. Soon, the four pieces of fried egg were chewed into pieces and put into their stomachs. The only difference was the speed at which they ate it. Some finished it in a few seconds, while others took a full 30 seconds to swallow. Elder Gao was the one who finished it in 30 seconds, and he was also the slowest one.
He was very regretful now. Why did he eat so much in one bite and not taste it separately? It was gone in one bite. As a result, there were many flavors that he wanted to taste, but he could not. He was not the only one who had such thoughts. The other three people were the same. The one who regretted it the most was the judge who ate the fastest. He accidentally swallowed it after a few bites and did not taste it carefully. Now, he wanted to eat more.
"Elder Gao, how is the taste?"
A judge who did not eat asked softly. The expressions of the few people were a little strange. They looked surprised and a little annoyed. It was unknown if it was delicious or not.
"I can't comment on the taste for now. You will know after you eat it. Anyway, I regret it very much!"
Elder Gao said bitterly. The other judges who did not eat were even more confused. Regret? What was going on? Why did he regret it? Could it be that it tasted bad? Was he regretting letting Buyue compete?
This should not be. They did not know Buyue. Buyue's skills were inferior, so he lost. What did it have to do with them? Could it be that Elder Gao had some secret relationship with him? Was that why he was so protective of him?
For a moment, everyone had different thoughts in their hearts.
The second fried egg was ready. Just as everyone was muttering in their hearts, it was served by Gu Zheng. Elder Gao and the other three judges who had eaten the fried egg gulped unnaturally. One of the judges even took out his chopsticks and stretched it out. It looked like he wanted to take another bite of the fried egg.
"Let the other judges taste it first!"
Elder Gao coughed lightly. They were in a competition now. Buyue only had five minutes. Looking at his speed, he could only make one fried egg in a little more than a minute. Including the time it took to deliver the egg, he could only make three. They had 11 judges. If this fried egg was eaten by one of the judges, there would not be enough fried eggs.
If there were not enough, the other judges would not be able to eat it. It would affect the competition. This kind of overall situation was still necessary.
The judge who had stretched out his chopsticks nodded and withdrew his hand. He understood this. However, such a delicious fried egg was right in front of him. He could not help but stretch out his hand. This was not intentional. It was completely an instinctive reaction of his body.
Another four judges were given fried eggs. Chairman Wu and Chairman Hua did not have any. Chairman Wu had eaten it, so he let the other judges have it first. Chairman Hua did not let anyone give it to him. He was too embarrassed to fight for it.
In the live broadcast room, the host continuously posted a few pictures. The popularity of the live broadcast room was increasing. The discussion was so heated. He was also very active. The pictures of the judges eating the fried eggs and the pictures of them eating the fried eggs were all posted online by him.
"Damn host, I hate you. I hate you!"
"Host, do you have a girlfriend? If not, help me get an fried egg. I'll introduce our school's beauty to you. She's really beautiful!"
"Host, I want fried eggs too!"
"I don't want fried eggs, but I want to chop people. I want to chop you. Why did you post the pictures of them eating fried eggs? I'm even more anxious!"
In the live broadcast room, the number of people who had eaten fried eggs increased. They were all friends who had been informed by those who had eaten fried eggs after discovering Gu Zheng's identity. These people knew that Gu Zheng was fine now and had even participated in the food competition. They were all very depressed.
Especially when the host posted the pictures of the judges eating fried eggs, it caused an uproar among them. Seeing others eating fried eggs happily, they were even more anxious. There were all kinds of words. The above were all more tactful. Some even asked the host where the competition was now. They were going to come over soon. Their purpose was to eat fried eggs.
The intense reaction of these people surprised the host. He now understood that he had sold fried eggs before, and the reputation was very good. Many people had eaten his fried eggs. No one who had eaten his fried eggs said that it was bad. Moreover, they all said that it was the best food they had ever eaten and the food they missed the most.
Everyone who had eaten fried eggs was like this. There was no exception. In this way, if they did not compete in this overtime, they would not necessarily lose. They might even continue to win.
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