Life is a Game

Zhang Guanghang came out from behind the cooking counter.

There were exclamations from the audience.

Standing at 1.92 meters, with long legs that are hard to ignore, he walked out of the catwalk in just a few short steps.

Zhang Guanghang picked the ingredients very quickly. It only took a few tens of seconds to pick out what he wanted from the 24 pieces of salmon, and returned to the cooking table with the plate.

Jiang Feng walked over.

At a glance, they were all about the same. It should have been killed for a few hours after the blood was drained and then chilled. He picked a piece with slightly thicker meat, and Jiang Feng returned to the cooking table with the plate.

He has never cooked fish noodles, and most of the chefs present should have never cooked fish noodles either.

As a person who hates raw food, Jiang Feng has never ordered sashimi in a Japanese grocery store, mainly because it is expensive and most of the chefs' knife skills are not very good.

But Jiang Feng still has the basic theoretical knowledge. When chopping fish, he should cut along the grain. The thinner the better, the more orange the flesh color, the better. For example, the piece he picked is far away from the fish tail and close to the belly of the fish. The meat is fine and the oil is evenly distributed.

Picking early does have advantages. This kind of cooking method embodies the original flavor of the food and maximizes the freshness of the ingredients. The better the quality of the ingredients themselves, the better the taste of raw fish.

By the time the 24 players on the field got their salmon, Jiang Feng had already thoroughly studied the salmon pieces in front of him.

The texture, meat quality, and oil distribution are all palpable.

It only takes a second to cook a piece of sashimi.

The organizer gave each contestant such a large piece of salmon, and gave them such ample time for ten minutes, just to allow them to cook five pieces of sashimi that they were most satisfied with for the judges to taste.

"The game begins." The host announced, and the countdown appeared on the screen again.

Jiang Feng held the kitchen knife and stared at the fish in front of him with all his attention.

one knife.

【A piece of regular sashimi】

Satisfied, this is not a satisfactory adjective during the game.

Knife skills are what Jiang Feng is best at, and he wants to win.

Want to win like never before.

Another cut.

【A piece of regular sashimi】

After adjusting the direction and position of the salmon, Jiang Feng followed the texture of the fish and cut again.

【A piece of regular sashimi】

Jiang Feng stopped his hands and began to observe the three slices of sashimi that he had just eaten.

Very thin, but not thin enough.

Jiang Feng ate the three slices of sashimi he had just eaten.

The feeling of eating it directly is different from just looking at it. Selecting the part with relatively more oil, Jiang Feng divided the large piece of salmon into two, and cut it again along the texture.

no.

Jiang Feng ate this slice.

Cut again.

Not yet.

Jiang Feng cut a slice and ate it. Jiang Jiankang and the two old men could tell that he ate it to judge the quality of the sashimi he cut out, but laymen couldn't think of this aspect. Other contestants would also taste the first few slices of sashimi that they ate first, but no one tasted a slice like Jiang Feng.

"The little brother who fell down just now is here to eat the buffet!" A girl in the front row laughed.

"Look, I feel like he's almost full." The girl next to him pointed at Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng was not only full, he was already full.

"Hic." He burped softly, but he still couldn't make a satisfying fish.

Either it was quite satisfactory or the taste was acceptable. Jiang Feng was not satisfied with these adjectives.

Adjust the position of the salmon again and cut it down with a knife.

【A piece of sashimi with excellent taste】

Jiang Feng's eyes lit up.

Steady, steady, this is the rhythm of winning the championship!

Taking advantage of the victory to pursue, Jiang Feng seized the opportunity to win a few more slices.

【A piece of sashimi with acceptable taste】

【A piece of sashimi with acceptable taste】

...

All tastes are acceptable, and there is also a piece of mediocrity.

Turning the salmon around again, Jiang Feng continued to bury his head in the fish.

Until the end of the time, Jiang Feng was unable to make a second piece of delicious fish.

He picked out five slices of sashimi and put them in a small plate and handed them to the staff. Jiang Feng's eyes followed the staff carrying the plate all the way, watching him bring the delicious plate to Han Guishan.

Jiang Feng: ...

I hate it!

The order of tasting was also in the order in which the salmon pieces were selected. The five judges tasted Zhang Guanghang's Yusheng first.

Without dipping sauce, Tong Deyan took the lead in picking up the sashimi from the plate, looking at the thickness, texture, and edge of the knife before eating.

Han Guishan also followed suit. He picked it up to have a look before entering.

Mmm, delicious.

Han Guishan nodded.

The other four judges started scoring. Han Guishan originally wanted to take a peek at Zhu Chang's score next door, but he didn't see it after taking a glance.

If you don't do one thing and don't stop, forget it, ten points, full marks!

The five judges showed their scores.

Scoring on the spot can be said to be very exciting.

9.3 points, an absolute high score.

The second one belonged to Jiang Feng.

This time Han Guishan has experience, so he pretends to pick it up, first to see the distribution of fat on the fish, and then to see how thick it is, and wait for the other judges to taste it before eating it.

Um? Why does it feel better than the one just now?

Han Guishan began to doubt his sense of taste.

Forget it, keep scoring ten points.

The five judges scored 8.8 points.

Han Guishan:? ? ?

"Boss Han, what's the matter?" Seeing that Han Guishan's expression was a little off, Zhu Chang asked.

"It's nothing." Han Guishan said.

His taste and profession are so different?

The third one belonged to Zhang Qian. Zhang Qian's knife skills were not very good, and she only scored 8.1 points. Han Guishan still scored 10 points.

Han Guishan scored 10 points for each of the following dishes, completely freeing himself and showing everyone that although I am not a professional food connoisseur, I have a professional heart, treat everyone equally and have an absolutely fair scoring concept.

As the results were announced one after another, some contestants began to look ugly.

At this point, everyone has doubts about whether they will be eliminated. With the results of the last contestant, the game has come to an end.

"Unfortunately, the bottom eight contestants, you have been eliminated." The host announced, "The remaining 16 contestants, congratulations for advancing to the top 16 in the country. The 16-to-8 competition will start at the same time in 3 days. All viewers, please watch on time!"

"At the same time, we would also like to thank Good Taste, a certain live broadcast and a certain video for their strong support. Viewers and friends can pick up your mobile phones to log in to WeChat to follow the official account of the Good Taste Cooking Competition, and cheer for your favorite contestants every day. With the help of call, the contestant with the highest number of votes will get a one-year endorsement of Haowei Soy Sauce."

"Today's game is all over here, thank you for watching."

"You are so amazing!" Zhang Qian sighed to Jiang Feng, "You are second in both games, maybe you can also get second in the end!"

Jiang Feng: ...

I don't like to hear these words anymore, am I no better than a mere Zhang Guanghang?

Turning to look at Zhang Guanghang, he is handsome, outstanding and a champion.

...

"I'll borrow your good words!"

Backstage, the staff gathered everyone and informed everyone about the competition in three days.

"The content of the 16-to-8 competition is chicken." The staff was very straightforward this time.

Everyone was stunned. In the past, the organizers kept things hidden, but this time they were so generous. I said it in advance.

"All contestants can bring their own knives. Please tell us the ingredients you need no later than 8 hours before the start of the game. The phone number is the number on the admission card. Our phone will remain open 24 hours a day."

"Any ingredient will do?" one contestant asked.

"Any ingredients are fine, as long as we can find them in a short time, we will try our best to provide them." The staff said with a smile.

"What about pasta? Can chicken pasta be used?" asked Zhao Shan from Babaozhai.

"sure."

"Where's the chicken soup?"

"Is it okay to use only chicken giblets?"

"I……"

Everyone started to ask questions in a hurry, and people like Jiang Feng who had no problems were naturally pushed aside. They randomly asked a staff member if they could leave now if there was no problem. After getting the exact answer, they were ready to leave.

"Let's go?" Jiang Feng asked Wu Minqi.

"You go first, my mother is going to the bathroom and I have to wait for her." Wu Minqi said.

Jiang Feng was surprised: "Your parents are here?"

"No, just my mother is here, my father and my grandfather can't leave." Wu Minqi sent a WeChat message with her mobile phone, lowering her head, "I just saw Uncle Jiang and Aunt Wang in the auditorium. Will the store open tomorrow?"

"open."

"Well, see you tomorrow."

Just as Jiang Feng was about to leave, he took out his phone and sent Jiang Jiankang a wechat message telling him that he was coming out.

"That's right." Wu Minqi looked up, "You played very well today."

a smile.

Jiang Feng: (ΩДΩ)

He, why did he think that Wu Minqi's smile just now looked so much like the heroine of that drama "Sand Sculpture Hegemony".