Food Wars, my food not only glows!

　Upon hearing Bai Yuan's words, Wang Wanqing couldn't help but purse her lips. This guy is such a straight man. She dressed up so beautifully just to see him!

　They even asked them why they came...

　Perhaps that's why he became a top-tier chef at such a young age. Now he's even preparing for the special-grade chef assessment. His personality, in a way, is also a kind of charm.

　"Oh, thank you very much."

　Bai Yuan nodded without saying anything more, and instead looked out the window. It has to be said that this location was excellent, as the registration site was right outside.

　In reality, the so-called registration site was just a place where chefs would enter, stand in this area, register via mobile phone location, be assigned to a corresponding examination room, and pay the registration fee.

　This is also to prevent people from registering but not showing up, wasting a large amount of registration fees, and not being able to register again for three years because of this stain.

　The registration site was now cordoned off. A dozen security guards patrolled inside to prevent anyone from sneaking in, while a few chefs stood scattered outside, ready to be the first to enter when the time came.

　As for the other chefs, they were either still on their way or resting in nearby teahouses and taverns.

　Because the registration period lasts for an hour, they are not worried about not being able to register.

　Even those who aren't very good at using mobile phones can register at the manual registration desk. It's a bit more troublesome, but it's the same as registering with a mobile phone.

　"Based on previous years' experience, there are at least two thousand chefs ranging from top-tier to third-tier. This year in Guangzhou..."

　It feels much livelier now, and the number of people might even increase, at which point the requirements will likely rise again...

　"I feel that the chef assessment is a bit like the college entrance examination. Both are assigned to different examination rooms after registration. The only difference is that the scores are released on the spot here."

　"Even without participating in the assessment, just looking at me makes me a little nervous."

　The group chatted amongst themselves, enjoying the tea and snacks on the table. Bai Yuan listened attentively with a calm expression, absorbing useful information from their conversation.

　Due to the large number of applicants, modern chef examinations are conducted in separate examination rooms for each test. In Guangzhou, the chef examination, as per past practice, has set up more than 50 examination rooms for candidates to use.

　Each examination room is equipped with one chief examiner. For the first and second grade chefs, the chief examiners are all top-level chefs, while for the third grade chefs, they are all first-class chefs.

　As for the special grade...

　The image of Master Baiyao flashed through Bai Yuan's mind. Why would the other party suddenly appear here? Considering the chef assessment that had recently begun, he already had the answer in his heart.

　The Guangzhou Special Grade Chef Examination has remained in the same location for many years: the Guangdong Provincial Chefs Association, right behind the registration area.

　The association has a huge assessment venue, but due to the increasing number of chefs, it is now only open to top-level chefs for assessment.

　"It's almost time. Let's go wait there. After registration, we still need to find the exam venue, and we don't have much time."

　Looking at the time on her phone, Li Wanwan seemed a little excited. Hojo Miyoko immediately stood up, and Bai Yuan also stood up.

　"Then we'll wait for you here. We wish you a successful start and great success."

　Savoring the crystal shrimp dumplings in front of her, Wang Wanqing revealed a blissful expression. Indeed, morning tea is the best invention in the world—pure enjoyment!

　"Then let's go first."

　Li Wanwan left the teahouse, and Bai Yuan and Hojo Miyoko quickly followed.

　Soon, the three arrived at the registration site, where a large crowd had already gathered. It was exactly nine o'clock when they arrived.

　The crowd was so dense that it took them a lot of effort to squeeze into the venue. After successfully registering with their mobile phones, the three parted ways at the entrance of the registration area.

　"Then I'll head to the third examination hall next. Miyoko's is the eighteenth examination hall, and Shirabuchi is here. Let's meet at the teahouse after the examination. Good luck!"

　After glancing at their respective messages on their phones, Li Wanwan told them where they would meet after the assessment.

　"it is good."

　"clear."

　Bai Yuan and Hojo Miyoko responded and turned to leave the scene. Seeing this, Li Wanwan also headed towards her examination room.

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　the other side.

　After parting ways, Bai Yuan arrived at the site of the top-level chef assessment, or more accurately, at the entrance of the site, and found a secluded spot to close his eyes and rest.

　There's still some time before the assessment begins.

　Chapter 61 Where did this third-rate chef come from, daring to participate in the top-level assessment?

　Time passed slowly, and more and more people participating in the master chef assessment arrived at the scene, looking for a quiet place to sit down and rest.

　Of course, there were also those who were standing, the most eye-catching of whom was a man as tall as an iron tower, with towering muscles all over his body, and a height of about two meters.

　At this moment, the man with the iron tower stood with his arms crossed, eyes closed, seemingly oblivious to everything happening around him.

　Just his mere presence alone was enough to create a sense of pressure.

　"Look, that's Iron Arm Amu from 'Chaoweifang'! He's really tall and strong, with an iron rod weighing dozens of kilograms. I heard he can swing it thousands of times in half an hour!"

　The beef balls he makes are at least top-grade; six months ago, he almost made a dish that glowed, but unfortunately, he failed.

　I've had those beef balls once before. One bite and your mouth is filled with juicy goodness; the aroma is wonderfully fresh, and the texture is chewy and bouncy. I never expected he'd show up for the top-level assessment this time!

　Because he was so eye-catching, people started discussing his appearance, which led to the discovery of his identity.

　Those iron arms, those solid muscles, they could swing any kind of stick with incredible force!

　"In the end, it's just that the beef balls are well made; the rest are probably not even top-notch."

　Cooking is about holistic development. Only when every aspect, like mine, reaches an above-average level, with no weaknesses, can you truly be considered skilled!

　Someone said sourly, since everyone present was a competitor, he naturally didn't want to be inferior to anyone, so he started bragging.

　"Come on, you just don't have any special skills, and yet you managed to get in."

　"What did you say! This is the traditional doctrine of the mean, what do you know!"

　Those around him couldn't help but mock him after hearing his words. It wasn't that averaging was bad, but for him to dare to jump out and mock others was really asking for trouble.

　The person who jumped out to wait for praise was suddenly scolded, and became furious, turning into a fighter jet and shouting back at the other person.

　Bai Yuan took all of this in stride, without saying a word or interfering, but simply turned his gaze to the other contestants.

　Aside from the towering man, a woman who was 1.7 meters tall, dressed in a sexy and alluring way, exuding the scent of a ripe peach, also attracted a lot of attention.

　More accurately, it attracted the attention of the men in the room; they didn't know where to look, and no matter how they looked at it, it made them...

　The person felt very sleazy.

　Except for Bai Yuan, because he neither dodged nor avoided looking, he just looked openly until he had seen enough before shifting his gaze to other contestants.

　The woman noticed his gaze, and instead of being shy, she proudly puffed out her chest, clearly feeling proud that she could attract a young man.

　Soon, Bai Yuan had sized up all the contestants present. Some of the more powerful ones were the subject of much discussion among those around him, and he learned a little about their backgrounds.

　Take that mature woman for example. With her sexy and hot figure, who would have thought that her specialty is actually Huaiyang cuisine, which has a relatively light flavor?

　However, it must be said that Guangzhou has many excellent chefs. Most of the twenty-odd chefs present are well-known in Guangzhou restaurants.

　A small number of them came from other places, but they had already made a name for themselves in those places before coming here, and they were immediately recognized when they arrived at the scene.

　Two blondes with blue eyes also attracted a lot of attention, and everyone was speculating about their identities because the man and woman looked very similar and seemed to be siblings, and they seemed to be formidable characters.

　Because everyone is talking about them.

　Those in the know naturally stepped forward to explain, mentioning that they had seen it on the front page of a French culinary magazine.

　"Those two are twins who are good at cooking new-style French cuisine."

　"But didn't I hear they passed the French Grand Chef exam last year? Why are they here again this year?!"

　"I once heard a rumor, which I initially thought was too absurd to believe, but now it seems that the rumor is true!"

　I heard they don't like the French rooster armband, feeling it damages their image, and want our Chinese dragon armband instead.

　"Just for this reason, you gave up your country's top-class armband?"

　"Just for that reason!"

　At this point, the people present were speechless. They had thought a lot, and even assumed that the two siblings had fallen out with the French culinary world, which was why they refused to accept the title of French master chef.

　Unexpectedly... it turned out to be this reason, almost like a joke!?

　"Don't be surprised, our Chinese dragon armband is actually very similar to the Dragon Chef's five-clawed golden dragon armband. Except for the color being turquoise and the missing toe, it's exactly the same template."

　"Of course, after all, Chef Long originated in China..."

　"Speaking of which, the ugliest one is still the Japanese 'foot chicken' (a type of Japanese chicken). In my opinion, it would be better to use cherry blossoms as armbands. At least that would look better than the Japanese 'foot chicken'."

　"I really like the brown bears in Russia; they look so powerful..."

　The topic shifted incredibly quickly, moving from the blonde siblings to the armbands of various countries, and the atmosphere became much more lively.

　The discussion subsided after a few minutes.

　"By the way, who is that person? He's been sitting there since the beginning. I've never seen him in Guangzhou before. Is he a newly promoted top chef?"

　Perhaps they were too bored, or perhaps they had already discussed it with everyone present, leaving only Bai Yuan unaware of the details.

　A small, hastily formed group of three pointed in his direction and began whispering among themselves.

　"I don't know. I know all the top chefs in Guangzhou, but I've never seen this person before. He must be from out of town."

　A knowledgeable person adjusted his glasses and clearly stated that Bai Yuan was not a local chef from Guangzhou; otherwise, he would have some recollection of him.

　"I've never heard of him before; he's probably some unknown chef."

　A famous chef from out of town glanced at Bai Yuan, then lowered his head again and said indifferently.

　"Tsk, he's participating in the top-level assessment without wearing a chef's uniform. Should we say he's showing off, or that he doesn't even know about this and has no basic respect for the master judges?"

　"He must be some third-rate chef from somewhere who wants to see the Guangzhou top-level chef assessment. He should get back home and stop embarrassing himself here!"

　Honestly, there are always one or two guys like that every year, completely clueless.

　Some people even went so far as to open their microphones and make sarcastic remarks, quite loudly, clearly intending to let Bai Yuan hear them and thus ruin his mood.

　There is a limit to the number of people who can pass the master chef assessment; basically, only one person will pass each year, and it is common for none to pass at all.

　Therefore, almost everyone present regarded each other as competitors.

　Don't be fooled by their current friendly demeanor; if there's a way to get others out of the picture, they'll do it without hesitation.

　Because the title of master chef is just too appealing!

　With this title, one can become the head chef in a small restaurant in Guangzhou, earning dozens of times the salary of a first-class chef.

　If your culinary skills are even better, you can even open your own restaurant, so all the profits will be yours, and because you have the status of a master chef, your business will usually be quite good.

　"The assessment will begin in five minutes. Please come in."

　Just then, the door to the top-level assessment slowly opened, and a kind-faced, plump old man walked out, looking at everyone before him with a constant smile on his face.

　"It's time to go in. I'm sure I'll pass the top-level assessment this year!"

　If all else fails, I'll have to go to Hangzhou next year. It's not a very prestigious program, but who would know if I didn't tell them...?

　Looking at the open door before them, someone muttered to themselves, clearly pleased with themselves for passing the top-level assessment.

　Lack of confidence.

　The others also had different expressions. They no longer had the mind to mock Bai Yuan. They stared blankly at the door in front of them, and then stepped inside.

　Many of them had been here before.

　"Ouch! Which jerk tripped me?!"

　Suddenly, a cry of "Ouch!" was accompanied by an angry curse, but before he could finish speaking, Bai Yuan's foot landed on his face.

　"You were the one shouting the loudest just now, weren't you? I don't like to cause trouble, but that doesn't mean I'll let others slander me."

　Your cooking is just wasteful garbage, a waste of ingredients. Don't waste your time on the top-level assessment; go home and drink your mother's milk.

　Stepping on the man who had just mocked him as a third-rate chef, Bai Yuan rubbed his heel against the man's face, his voice indifferent, his expression revealing neither joy nor anger.

　"I'm in a pretty good mood today, so I won't hold it against you."

　But next time, I wouldn't recommend taking out your tendons and making them into a delicious, flavorful, and aromatic spicy stir-fried tendon dish. I guarantee it will be spicy, fragrant, crispy, and so good you'll want to come back for more!

　Because he was about to participate in the top-level assessment, Bai Yuan didn't want to be delayed by such a trivial matter. He thought, "Let him say what he wants; it won't do anything to him anyway."

　"Ah! You...you've...broken...broken! Sir, be gentle, be gentle, I'm sorry, I was wrong! I was really wrong, please forgive me!"

　Thinking of this, Bai Yuan gave him a whack on both arms, just enough to dislocate them, before moving his foot away.

　Finally satisfied, he turned and walked towards the open gate, following the main group into the assessment area.