According to the previous rules, each contestant only needs to make the dish that he is best at and most confident in, and several professional judges can give the fairest judgment.
But when three more children become 'special judges', they have to consider the taste gap between children and adults!
Although the host just said that the 'special judges' do not count points and do not affect the judgment of other professional judges, so they can be ignored directly.
But the question is who can ignore it and who dares to ignore it? !
The 'special judges' represent all the guests present!
If a cook doesn't even care about the taste of the guests, then no matter how delicious he makes it, the professional judges probably won't give it a high score.
This is a matter of principle!
Therefore, they must come up with a dish that can be recognized by the professional judges and allow these three 'special judges' to say it is delicious, so as not to ruin their own signature.
In this way, the increase in difficulty is not as simple as just a little bit.
"Made, this organizing committee is really crazy. They actually came up with such a tricky angle to increase the difficulty."
"Who says it isn't? Moreover, this not only pleases every guest, but also makes it more interesting and interesting to watch. If I were not a contestant, I would definitely be waiting to watch the excitement right now."
"Now I'm sure that these three special judges at such a young age must have been specially selected by those bastards in the organizing committee."
"Second, otherwise there would be no such coincidence!"
"Blank it! What do children like to eat? Do you want to make desserts? But I don't know how!"
"Why are you so anxious? Lao Wang, who specializes in spicy food next door, hasn't spoken yet."
"Yes, Lao Wang, don't you say a few words?"
"What did you say? Retirement speech? I've already thought about that."
"..."
These people present could never have imagined that this was entirely the result of a mistake.
In fact, this 'special judge' was forcibly set up by Abel asking Senior to pull the skin of the Don Quixote family!
Since those professional judges are not moving, I will not move. At worst, I will ask the organizing committee to add another seat!
Anyway, his goal is just to eat the delicacies of this final selection. He doesn't care about who comes first.
At this moment, if the young lady who was scared away by him last time was still there, then he might still be able to find a way to support her, but since everyone is gone, he has to forget it.
When the organizing committee for the food festival heard the words Don Quijote family, they were frightened to death on the spot.
Not even daring to ask for confirmation, he quickly agreed to their request.
If the other party is real, then of course everyone is happy and just pretends that nothing happened.
Even if the other party is fake, there is no loss, it is just a matter of more tables and more chairs.
But who in Beihai has the guts to pretend to be a member of the Don Quixote family, just for a few bites of food?
Is it worth it?
That's why the scene just happened.
As for bringing Baby-5 and Buffalo...
First, after these two people heard about it, they insisted on coming.
Secondly, Abel also felt that he might have overestimated the thickness of his face, so he simply brought the two of them together to share the public's attention.
Originally, he was planning to bring Senior with him, but he refused decisively on the grounds that 'real men don't want to be in the limelight'!
If you don't come, don't come. Abel doesn't care. You won't be able to eat good food anyway, so don't regret it.
Soon, amidst lively discussions, the final selection stage of this Beihai Food Festival officially began!
The ten people all started to show off their operations based on their own concepts and understandings.
Some people just cut all the side dishes with a flash of their knives, and some even carve tofu with their knives attentively.
Many people watched it with great interest.
But the most eye-catching thing is a bald man.
The chef, who looked more like a butcher, was shirtless and had two thick and long chains on his back.
I saw him taking out two huge iron balls, tying them with chains, and then started swinging them amidst the screams of exclamation.
The two big iron balls were dancing rapidly and suddenly burst into flames!
Then the two big fireballs began to fly up and down, flying up and down, which was extremely eye-catching.
"Amazing!"
Baby-5’s eyes widened when he saw it!
Abel was also confused. Is this cooking or juggling?
Then everyone smelled an extremely strong smell, and many people were choked to tears.
A second look revealed that it was an ordinary middle-aged chef.
I saw that the middle-aged chef didn't know what kind of stimulation he had received. At this moment, he was frantically throwing various lethal amounts of chili peppers into the pot, as if the jar had been broken.
That smell simply overwhelmed any smell in the place.
And I don’t know what kind of chili pepper this guy put in. When the smoke dispersed, it immediately caused a chain reaction.
"Ah! My eyes! It hurts!"
"What does this smell like, cough, cough, cough, I can't do it anymore!"
"Who the hell is putting the poison? I'll fight you!"
. . . . . .
The middle-aged chef's cooking almost caused outrage, but he didn't seem to care.
Not only did he not care, but he even got worse.
"This is the death pepper that my master brought back from the Grand Line. It is said that just one bite can send a young and strong adult into shock instantly."
"If you eat them all...you will die!"
His senior brother swallowed one whole because he did not believe in evil, and then died of stomach perforation.
When they were sent to the hospital, the doctor asked them to go to the cemetery quickly so they could pick a good spot.
The middle-aged chef took a deep breath and threw the bright-looking death pepper directly into the pot.
In an instant, a terrible spicy smell filled with the smell of 'death' hovered over the pot.
Some people even saw skulls formed from the smoke...
"Come on, let you try the most profound cuisine that my master has studied for a lifetime - the devil's dinner!"
The middle-aged chef seemed to have collapsed, and he let out a very charming laugh.
Not long after the finals, the two people closest to the middle-aged chef announced their withdrawal with foaming at the mouth.
And if this continues, it is estimated that others will follow in the footsteps of these two people sooner or later.
When Abel saw this, it was great!
I didn’t do anything, just missed two delicacies.
So he immediately motioned to the host to come over, and then explained it with a straight face.
After hearing this, the host immediately went to find someone from the organizing committee.
The organizing committee also paid great attention to Abel's reaction and hurriedly called in workers to isolate the middle-aged chef in a separate space with wood.
In this process, at least 5 or 6 workers fell.
It was only through some desperation that I improvised some gas masks and finally got it done.
