Don't run away
Chapter 2080 Falling in Love with the Chef's Taste 9
Chapter 2080 Falling in Love with the Chef's Taste 9
So while watching the cooking process on this screen, the people around couldn't help laughing.
With this kind of knife skills, I dare to participate in the competition.
Han Moli, who was cooking, didn't look up, she also knew that her skills were not enough.
But Dad said, as long as she scores six out of ten for this dish, then this championship will also be hers.
She's decided on No.1, so the current ridicule is nothing to her.
Anyway, at the end, when she got No.1, she wanted to see if there was still such a mocking smile on the faces of these people.
Zheng Qingyu glanced at it, then turned his gaze back.
The dish that Han Moli cooks is imperial imperial tin eel.
This dish is neither difficult nor difficult, nor is it easy to say.
Although it was such an open process of cooking for people to watch, but among them, the most important thing she brought was a kind of spice.
That one was specially prepared by Korean people at home.
Therefore, even if Han Moli got the No.1, more than half of the credit is due to the Korean people.
Zheng Qingyu sat down, even though the whole scene was already in full swing.
She still sat quietly, occasionally took a bottle of mineral water and drank a couple of sips.
"Wow--"
It was probably because the dishes made over there were getting better and better, and all kinds of aromas had already risen.
Zheng Qingyu immediately smelled Han Moli's dish, and she raised her eyebrows slightly, although Han Moli was very good compared to the original owner.
But in her eyes, there was still not enough to see.
Ten people, ten dishes, and the remaining nine dishes didn't even count as five points, so they were rejected.
In the end, there was only one dish, which was Han Moli's Imperial Tin Maxiang Eel.
Not only did she stay, but she was still six points.
Because here, the people in front of the judges are all Michelin three-star chefs.
Their tongues have tasted the most delicious things in the world, and their taste buds are also very picky.
This dish of Han Moli's has been preserved, it is also a kind of gift!
What's more, it's still a six points!
In the plot, Han Moli is the only one who gets six points, this is No.1.
This is the world famous.
Zheng Qingyu didn't care at all.
At this time, I heard a nice female voice, already calling NO.11 to NO.20 to prepare.
Zheng Qingyu took another sip of water, her expression was also very calm.
After drinking the water, she threw the bottle in the trash can again.
She walked forward, just at this time, the people above also walked down.
"Qingyu, listen to my explanation, I'm doing this for you"
Han Moli saw Zheng Qingyu walking towards her immediately, and stretched out her hand to hold her hand.
Her bust is very plump, and Zheng Qingyu has been hit by her chest.
A trace of disgust flashed in Zheng Qingyu's eyes, and she shook off her hand vigorously.
Go straight forward.
Han Moli's nose was ashamed, and she was so angry that she was about to die.
Immediately, she sneered again.
She wants to see what she can do.
She has already cooked that dish, and it is impossible for her to cook it.
Zheng Qingyu knows how many brushes this person has.
(End of this chapter)
So while watching the cooking process on this screen, the people around couldn't help laughing.
With this kind of knife skills, I dare to participate in the competition.
Han Moli, who was cooking, didn't look up, she also knew that her skills were not enough.
But Dad said, as long as she scores six out of ten for this dish, then this championship will also be hers.
She's decided on No.1, so the current ridicule is nothing to her.
Anyway, at the end, when she got No.1, she wanted to see if there was still such a mocking smile on the faces of these people.
Zheng Qingyu glanced at it, then turned his gaze back.
The dish that Han Moli cooks is imperial imperial tin eel.
This dish is neither difficult nor difficult, nor is it easy to say.
Although it was such an open process of cooking for people to watch, but among them, the most important thing she brought was a kind of spice.
That one was specially prepared by Korean people at home.
Therefore, even if Han Moli got the No.1, more than half of the credit is due to the Korean people.
Zheng Qingyu sat down, even though the whole scene was already in full swing.
She still sat quietly, occasionally took a bottle of mineral water and drank a couple of sips.
"Wow--"
It was probably because the dishes made over there were getting better and better, and all kinds of aromas had already risen.
Zheng Qingyu immediately smelled Han Moli's dish, and she raised her eyebrows slightly, although Han Moli was very good compared to the original owner.
But in her eyes, there was still not enough to see.
Ten people, ten dishes, and the remaining nine dishes didn't even count as five points, so they were rejected.
In the end, there was only one dish, which was Han Moli's Imperial Tin Maxiang Eel.
Not only did she stay, but she was still six points.
Because here, the people in front of the judges are all Michelin three-star chefs.
Their tongues have tasted the most delicious things in the world, and their taste buds are also very picky.
This dish of Han Moli's has been preserved, it is also a kind of gift!
What's more, it's still a six points!
In the plot, Han Moli is the only one who gets six points, this is No.1.
This is the world famous.
Zheng Qingyu didn't care at all.
At this time, I heard a nice female voice, already calling NO.11 to NO.20 to prepare.
Zheng Qingyu took another sip of water, her expression was also very calm.
After drinking the water, she threw the bottle in the trash can again.
She walked forward, just at this time, the people above also walked down.
"Qingyu, listen to my explanation, I'm doing this for you"
Han Moli saw Zheng Qingyu walking towards her immediately, and stretched out her hand to hold her hand.
Her bust is very plump, and Zheng Qingyu has been hit by her chest.
A trace of disgust flashed in Zheng Qingyu's eyes, and she shook off her hand vigorously.
Go straight forward.
Han Moli's nose was ashamed, and she was so angry that she was about to die.
Immediately, she sneered again.
She wants to see what she can do.
She has already cooked that dish, and it is impossible for her to cook it.
Zheng Qingyu knows how many brushes this person has.
(End of this chapter)
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