Life is a Game

Although there was a little accident before the game, the game started smoothly and on time. This little accident directly caused Jiang Feng to watch not the judges or the host, but Wang Hao in the second row. After confirming that Wang Hao was not in good spirits, he let out a long sigh of relief and showed a happy smile after the banner was taken away.

Chef Arnold, who has been following Jiang Feng all the time:?

What did he mean by that smile just now? Does he look down on me?

"Good morning, audience friends on site and those who watched our live broadcast online, this program is sponsored and broadcast by Haowei. All kitchen seasonings and ingredients used in this competition are provided by Haowei Company. Buy Choose a good taste of soy sauce, a good taste of soy sauce, it will give you a warm taste like home." The host read a part of the advertisement as soon as he came on stage, and Jiang Feng instantly remembered how many times he read a sentence in the advertisement for the good taste of soy sauce two years ago Hundreds of painful times.

Jiang Feng could not help but shudder.

"What's wrong with you, Fengfeng? Didn't you have a good rest last night?" Wu Minqi asked immediately.

Jiang Feng shook his head: "It's nothing, I'm just a little scared when I suddenly heard the advertisement for good-tasting soy sauce."

Wu Minqi:?

While the two were chatting, the host briefly introduced the rules of the competition and the conditions of the contestants on both sides with extremely fast speech. The audience cooperated very well and responded with thunderous applause. Among them, the two sisters, Jiang Junqing and Jiang Junlian, applauded very hard. Standing on the stage, Jiang Feng could hear the two sisters sitting in the first row shouting: "Brother, come on!"

In this case, Wang Hao didn't even add that Brother Feng is awesome, which shows that the education of De Ge and Cheng Ai just now was very successful.

With the start of the countdown on the familiar big screen, the finals of the Good Taste China-US Chef Competition officially began.

Everyone moved.

Chef A Nuo and Jiang Feng were in the ingredients area almost immediately. They both had the same goal, whole chicken, pork bones, ham and a series of ingredients that could be used to hang soup.

There are many whole chicken ingredients, but there is only one whole chicken that is fat, big, and in excellent condition. It is especially suitable for hanging soup.

Put it on the top one.

Jiang Feng and Chef Arnold fell in love with it almost at the same time.

The atmosphere instantly became anxious.

The voice of the commentary suddenly became high-pitched. Mr. Wu, who was watching the live broadcast of the game on a tablet, pushed the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose and listened carefully to the commentary.

"It can be seen that Chef Jiang Feng of Taifeng Building and Chef Arnold of the restaurant on the top floor have taken a fancy to the chicken on the top at the same time. From the appearance of this chicken, we can see that it is indeed a very fat and very suitable chicken. Stewed chicken in soup. Well, the camera cut a panorama for us just now. I can see from the panorama just now that there is no better-looking chicken on the shelf than this chicken. Obviously, there is a foreseeable event about The battle for this chicken is about to begin. Let's take a look at Chef Arnold's expression, well, his expression is very serious, and the camera is shown on Master Jiang Feng, and his expression is not very good..."

The host's hasty and eloquent words came out of the tablet, making people very worried that he might not be able to catch his breath and just pass his breath.

"What the hell, all the bells and whistles are nonsense." Mr. Wu decisively turned the volume down.

Although Mr. Wu is very upset that the commentary is full of nonsense and it is very annoying, but for many people who just pay a certain attention to this game but do not have much relevant knowledge, this wonderful nonsense commentary Still very attractive.

In order to make the more than ten hours of live broadcast less boring, the program team specially invited two professional commentators who can talk nonsense to explain this doomed boring cooking competition, just like a broadcasted sports event, a Chinese commentator An English commentary, which does not interfere with each other in two different commentary rooms.

Jiang Feng glanced at Chef Arnold, and Chef Arnold also glanced at Jiang Feng.

The four eyes meet, murderous intent suddenly appears.

Jiang Feng moved, and took out the food-grabbing skills he had honed over the years at the New Year's Eve dinner table, and successfully took a whole chicken from Chef Arnold.

Three minutes later, Chef Arnold pulled back a victory in the ribs area.

Before the dishes were served, or to be precise, before they were served on the cutting board, the smell of gunpowder between the two parties had already reached its peak.

"The little boss is very skilled. I thought he couldn't grab that chicken just now." Zhang Weiyu, who was sitting in the third row, sighed with Sang Ming beside him.

In fact, he really didn't want to express emotion over such a simple and meaningless thing, mainly because if he didn't say anything else, he would be bored to death. There are too many remaining tickets for the program group. The first row, the third row and some of the second row are all employees of Taifeng. All the staff in the back kitchen and some backbones in the lobby are all here today. Although it is a holiday, it is more than usual to go to work. It's still early, it's called group building but you can't play with your phone.

Wang Xiulian has already stipulated that the performance of this competition is directly linked to the annual performance. Whoever dares to play with a mobile phone during the competition will be caught by her and will receive a year-end reward of 200.

If someone can see the movement of their hands through the backs of the Jiang family in the first row, they will find that Comrade Wang Xiulian is posting on Moments now.

Compared with Jiang Feng and Chef Arnold's bloody competition for food, Wu Minqi and Luo Lan's selection of food seemed very ordinary, even a bit like moving bricks.

Wu Minqi and Sun Jikai dragged mung beans, red beans, rice, millet, barley and other ingredients that need to be used to make porridge bag by bag onto the cooking table. Roland took his two temporary brothers to put flour, eggs, sugar All kinds of ingredients needed to make cakes are carried on the kitchen table in boxes.

The tired ones sweated a lot before cooking. Those who knew they were here for the competition, but those who didn’t know thought they were here to move bricks.

"Fengfeng, in the first five pots, should we cook preserved egg and lean meat porridge or eight-treasure porridge?" Wu Minqi has already started washing rice, not in small buckets like cooking rice at home, but in big buckets like cooking pig food A big bucket of rice.

The audience's eyes were basically focused on Wu Minqi, because they knew very well that only what Wu Minqi cooked was what they could eat, and it didn't matter how delicious Jiang Feng's dishes were to them.

For a moment, Wu Minqi even felt that she was the real protagonist in today's game.

"Come here in batches. First cook preserved egg and lean meat porridge, then eight-treasure porridge, then pumpkin porridge, vegetables and lean meat porridge, seafood porridge, and five kinds of porridge are almost enough. Wait until the porridge is cooked and then make something else. .” Jiang Feng had a plan in mind.

"Okay." Wu Minqi continued to wash the rice.

Sun Maocai and Sun Jikai were processing the materials needed for the abalone and sea cucumber soup. Sun Maocai saw that Wu Minqi's workload was too great, so he asked Sun Jikai to help Wu Minqi, and he could handle it by himself.

With Sun Jikai's help, Wu Minqi's speed of washing rice and shredded pork was obviously faster.

Soon the first bucket of porridge was filled with water and started to cook under Jiang Feng's supervision and necessary operations.

On the other side, Chef Arnold is still processing pork bones.

Chef A Nuo also cooks soup like Jiang Feng, but the soup he cooks can't be called high soup, it should be said to be a thick soup made from pork bone chicken, and the ingredients needed are much more than Jiang Feng's, which is relatively monotonous A lot, basically all meat.

Various parts of pork, chicken and a small amount of beef. Chef Arnold's stewed soup is bold and unrestrained with a strong personal style.

While handling the ingredients, Chef Arnold also cared about the progress on the other side.

Jiang Feng's progress was about the same as his, but the progress of cake was much behind that of porridge.

Roland and the others are still meeting.

"Shit!" Chef Arnold never imagined that it was actually these three wastes that held him back.

"Couldn't you guys hurry up, it's so slow to meet the noodles, didn't you see that the porridge on the other side is all in the pot? Hurry up, speed up the progress!"

Roland:?

it you?

shit!

"Okay." Roland silently accelerated the strength and speed of the meeting.