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"We are a professional chef competition, not your kindergarten. If you want to play house, go back to the kindergarten, okay?"

He Tao is the new executive chef of Bailey Hotel. At this time, he urgently needs a ranking to consolidate his position.

The competition among hotel chefs is very fierce. Even if you have two skills and have not won an industry award, it will be difficult to convince your subordinates!

In this year's Kitchen King Competition, he is full of confidence and fully prepared, and is bound to win the grand prize.

If you let a group of brats compete together, you will become a joke.

So what if you get the highest honor?

Others would joke: "Yes, yes, Chef He is amazing. He won the special prize in the King of Kitchen Competition."

"The opponent is a group of kindergarten children."

Listen, is it still an honor?

This is a stain! ! !

"You said we were playing house?"

Jiang Che said disdainfully: "Yes, yes, you are right, we are just playing house."

"No! Wouldn't it be funny if the five-star executive chef loses to a pretender?"

These words made He Tao laugh angrily.

I? He Tao! Will you lose to a bunch of brats?

What a joke! ! !

"Am I going to lose? Hahaha, the funniest joke in the world!"

"Do you know who I am?"

"He Tao, executive chef of Baili, has been immersed in the chef world for thirty years. He studied under the famous Cantonese cuisine master Jiang Chunguang, and later learned Sichuan cuisine from the Sichuan cuisine master Liu Jian. In the past two years, I went to Sakura Country for further study, learning sashimi and sushi. I have heard that The God of Sushi?”

"Also my master!!!"

He Tao chattered a lot.

What a resounding name.

Jiang Che didn't know anyone after all that.

It's not that he is pretending to be noble, he really doesn't know him, okay?

After picking his ears, Jiang Che said with a blank look on his face: "You are trying to tell me that you are a slave from the third family!"

Three families named slaves! ! !

Damn it, he actually mocked me as a slave of three families! ! ! !

He Tao was so angry that he almost didn't mention it.

His proud resume is his capital for promotion to executive chef.

Now he has become the slave of the three families in his mouth.

Ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! !

I'm furious.

He Tao stepped forward to fight with Jiang Che, but Jiang Che calmly pointed to the camera not far away.

“I don’t mind beating up an old man if you want to lose your executive chef hat.”

"I'm the best at beating Lao Deng."

He Tao was choked to death with one sentence.

After glancing at the camera, he retracted his hand angrily.

He never said anything, and he couldn't beat him again and again.

Shivering and cold.

"You bunch of little brats, let's see how I deal with you. Don't cry to your mother for a while!!!"

After saying these harsh words, He Tao's face turned dark with anger.

"That's right! If you have something to say, please talk to me. You are a very old man, so don't do anything wrong with your anger. I don't have the money to compensate you."

Jiang Che said sincerely: "It's not certain who will cry."

"you......!!!"

"What are you?" Jiang Che smiled and said, "You are so awesome, why don't we make a bet?"

"What bet?"

"Bet on who gets the higher ranking!"

"Whoever loses and becomes the other's apprentice should call Master to listen."

"Then wouldn't it be a big loss for me? It's natural for a bunch of brats to win, but lose..."

"Oh????" Jiang Che trailed off: "You are the executive chef of a five-star hotel. So you are afraid of exporting kindergarten children?"

"How can it be!!!"

He Tao was completely unaware that he was being led by Jiang Che.

Play in the palm of your hand.

"Then you agreed to the bet?"

"Of course! What a bunch of brats, am I going to lose? Wait till you cry!!!"

"Baby, did you hear that?"

Jiang Che turned around and smiled at the twelve children: "Are you confident that you can beat him?"

"have!!!"

"very good!!!"

"Teacher Lin and I are waiting for your good news."

Jiang Che is not worried about their cooking skills at all.

After two days of cooking training, they were enlightened and now possess master-level cooking skills.

A five-star executive chef, his master is no more than a master.

Isn't it easy to beat him up?

To put it bluntly, so what if I lose?

If you are an old man in your fifties or sixties, why should a child call you "Master"?

Don’t lose your share!

This time, you will definitely make money without losing money! ! !

...

The rules of the preliminary round are simple.

Each competition team is assigned a counter and three chefs per team.

All competition teams have the same configuration, except that the seasonings are already prepared.

It is also not allowed to use your own condiments without permission, otherwise it will be a violation and you will be eliminated.

The ingredients are provided by the organizer and placed on a shelf not far away, with a dazzling array for all the chefs to choose from.

If you take care of it enough, there won't be a situation where if you take it, others will lose it.

The whole process is open, fair and fair.

If you make a delicious dish within two hours, it will be considered a failure if it exceeds the time limit and you will also be eliminated.

The host introduced the rules of the competition on the stage and the background of the ten judges.

Then I read the list of sponsors for this competition...

The game is proceeding in an orderly manner.

...

However, when Jiang Che took out twelve small benches from the sack he brought, he once again shocked the audience.

Good guy, this is prepared.

The bench is ready! ! !

The host started with an emotional shout.

The Kitchen King Competition has officially begun.

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