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Chapter 241 Use Flame Fist Against Them
The second round ended successfully. I have to say that although Tongqiu doesn't seem to have much professionalism, his knife skills are really first-tier.

The three referees were really curious about what kind of family he was in to develop this kind of character. If this kind of child didn't put him in the temple and let the abbot purify him for a few days, he might not dare to let him out. I am afraid that he will harm others.

But the third round will be the most critical factor in determining whether a chef is qualified.

That is, cooking competition!

This is the top priority!
No matter how well you control the seasoning, no matter how meticulously you control the knife, if you, as a chef, can't even cook the most basic dishes, then you are not worthy of the word chef at all!

If you don't deserve these two words, then I'm sorry, the title of King Chef, you...

Not eligible to fight!

"The third round is also the last round." The green referee focused on Tongqiu, "What you have to do is to cook the dishes that you are best at and think you are most satisfied with. This round will It is a decisive round, judging from the previous scores, the gap between you is not too big, this round will be a decisive round."

The two contestants nodded seriously, with serious expressions.

The three referees were very satisfied, and they applauded as a signal to start, signaling the three contestants to start cooking!
Then, the moment the two turned around, Tong Qiu hooked their shoulders again.

With a smile on his face, he said to the two of them as if brainwashed: "Remember what I said to you? I will do these things with you. This will be the only way for you to become the king of chefs." .”

Imitating the chaotic eyes of the sick and delicate saint, Tong Qiu lightly touched their cheeks with his fists.

"Just for me,
"Use Yanquan on them."

The three referees felt a chill behind them, as if someone was watching them, but they didn't know it.

"It should be my illusion." The three referees said this sentence in their minds at the same time.

At the same time, the three contestants had silently arrived at their table and began to ask for ingredients.Of course, the referees don't know about these ingredients, it will be absolutely random, and everything is unknown to the referees.

This is what makes it interesting!
Standing in front of his dining table, Tongqiu was silent for a moment, thinking about what kind of amazing dish he was going to make.

No matter what kind of cuisine it is, it seems that it has no impact. What he needs is the kind of original, shocking enough cuisine that people will never forget for a lifetime.

This kind of cuisine... is really too little.

This kind of cuisine generally only appears in various cooking animations, but what Tongqiu needs is not the kind of cuisine that can only be impressed enough by animation expressiveness.

As a chef, one must rely on the appearance and taste of the dishes to leave an indelible impression on people. Only this kind of cuisine can be worthy of the name of the king of chefs!
Putting his hands on the table, Tong Qiu smiled in relief.

"Perhaps, I think too deeply." Shaking his head silently, Tongqiu laughed out loud, "Perhaps, keeping everything simple is the ultimate dish."

Aim for a point and reach the top!

This is the pinnacle of craftsmanship!
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Bursts of aroma had already begun to linger in the entire cabin, and the three referees could feel their mouths secreting saliva.

"It still looks good," said the green referee, "the color and fragrance, in terms of fragrance alone, it already has that smell."

Ding-dong-

A bell rings, which means that a contestant has completed his cooking.

Another contestant other than Tongqiu walked up to the three judges with his own dishes, and put the dishes he made on the table.

"Wow," a judge exclaimed, looking at the appearance of the dish, "it's really a delicate nine-turn large intestine. It's also a technical job to make this. We're looking forward to its taste."

As they said that, the three referees picked up a piece of large intestine with their chopsticks and put it in their mouths.

Chewing, the three referees suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Nima, why are you stuffing it!

They hurriedly took a plate and spit out the contents of their mouths, and some feces-yellow substance flowed out from the delicate-looking Jiuzhuan large intestine.

Fuck!Why is it still rare!
It won't flow into my saliva!
"This, what is this?" One of the referees showed an incredulous expression, "What is this?"

"Shit." The male contestant admitted this generously.

Say it!

He said the word that he absolutely didn't want to hear!
His face was pale, and the referee asked in earnest, "What do you think? Are you out of your mind?"

The male contestant even began to explain, "Before the game, I absorbed some suggestions from my opponents and removed most of the fishy smell of intestines, but kept a part of it. We think that we have kept a part of the taste of intestines, so we know what you eat. It's the large intestine."

"Did you fucking do it on purpose?"

He puffed out his chest proudly, "It was on purpose."

With trembling hands, the referee wiped his mouth with a tissue. He couldn't just let this guy get out, so he could only suppress his anger, and said hoarsely, "You... you go down first... yes, I'll let you know when there's a result..."

Ding-dong-

Another bell rang, and the female contestant came in with a pot of soup.

The strong fragrance eased the ferocious expressions of some of the referees, and they tentatively asked the female contestant, "You...you probably didn't follow the advice of another contestant, did you?"

The female contestant showed a smile, "No, I don't listen to his suggestions. It can't impress the diners at all."

Heaving a sigh of relief, the three referees immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the bowl of thick soup in front of them, it looked like a pot of chicken soup.

Scooped up a spoonful and put it into his mouth. The red referee smacked his mouth and nodded, "Well, the taste is pretty good, and..."

He fell silent halfway through the sentence, and the two referees next to him felt a little strange and turned their gazes over.

Boom!
The red referee fell to the ground and started to foam at the mouth!

"You!" Referee Lan was stunned, "What did you add to the chicken soup!"

The female contestant smiled slightly, "I have been poisoned. When diners drink my soup and are poisoned by me, they will have a deep memory of my dishes and will never forget them. I think this method is very powerful. This referee must be from now on. You won’t forget my dishes in the future, isn’t this a great thing?”

You might as well absorb another person's opinion!You are murder!Murder! !

The red referee who was foaming at the mouth and unconscious was transported down, and the two referees couldn't help becoming nervous.

One of the two people in front added stuffing to the large intestine, and the other poisoned the chicken soup. This place is simply a talent market!
And the following Tongqiu is an absolute cancer in the hearts of the three referees, and it can be said to be the highlight of the whole game!

What kind of heaven-defying food will this guy bring?
Ding-dong-

Another bell rang, which meant that Tongqiu had finished his cooking.This ringtone is not just a reminder, but more like a long-sounding alarm bell!

The Heaven-Defying Man is coming!

(End of this chapter)