cry!The seven brothers and the rough man are all vying to spoil me

Song Mengya looked at Shen Yinshan in bewilderment, and wanted to ask something, but heard someone calling from the front.

Therefore, for the five restaurants participating in the competition, their respective bosses brought four people to the stage, and the five people were all participants in the competition.

On Song Mengya's side, Song Tianrui was the boss, with Song Mengya, Shen Yinshan, chef Gao Ming and Li Fugui.

Because they knew that this time the first floor must have done countless tricks to win, so Song Mengya and the others were well prepared, no matter what the competition was, they could not lose.

Feng Lizhi on the first floor is the boss, followed by two chefs, Xuehu and a strange man.

The other two restaurants should be configured by the owner with four chefs.

Soon, the competition started, and Zhou Bo announced the rules of the first round.

"In the first round of the competition, four restaurants cook the same dish, Hongzi shredded chicken and cucumber, but the ingredients are limited, and each restaurant can only get four of the things on the table next to it."

The onlookers immediately looked at the ingredients on the table, and all of them began to show embarrassment.

"What does it mean that there are only three pieces of chicken? Some restaurants can't even get chicken?"

"What are you doing? How can you make shredded chicken and cucumber without chicken? This is too embarrassing."

Someone couldn't help asking, "Then who will choose the ingredients first? With so few ingredients, whoever is behind will suffer."

Zhou Bocai laughed out loud, "This is the fun of the competition. The order in which ingredients are selected is determined by the pot-toss game. Whoever gets the most eight arrows will choose first."

Everyone was in an uproar when they heard it. Does throwing pots have anything to do with cooking?Is it delicious if you vote for it?

However, there is nothing you can do if you have an opinion in your heart. The rules of the game are who gets the money and gets the tax.

Song Mengya looked back at Shen Yinshan behind him, this competition must be a trivial matter to him.

Sure enough, Shen Yinshan curled his lips, full of confidence.

However, Zhou Bocai's next sentence was like a bucket of cold water pouring down his head, "It has been agreed in advance that the people who participate in the pot throwing competition must be the cooks."

After he finished speaking, he deliberately glanced at Song Mengya and the others, the pride in his eyes was obvious.

Song Mengya gritted his teeth.

Song Tianrui took his time and ordered Gao Ming to participate in this round of competition.

Gao Ming was the original head chef of Ke Laixiang. He was in his 40s. From his disdain for Song Tianrui at the beginning, he now completely regards Song Tianrui as his master.

Song Tianrui respects Gao Ming very much, after all, he is old, and Gao Ming really loves the profession of chef, Song Tianrui can be regarded as teaching him everything.

Especially for this competition, Song Tianrui trained Gao Ming for seven days.

Gao Ming nodded, and took the initiative to walk forward.

Soon, the chefs of the four restaurants took their positions, and the pot-throwing competition began.

Song Tianrui whispered to Song Mengya, "Who is that Uncle Rong?"

Uncle Rong?

Song Mengya looked at the strange man on the judging panel. He looked to be in his early twenties, in the prime of his life, dressed in a purple dress, with a shrewdness that only belonged to a businessman in his brows, and his gestures were impressive.

She probably glanced at the other person's past, but just happened to be looking at him, she nodded with a smile, and quickly looked away.

"This man is also a character. He used to be a little tramp. He just turned 20 and he managed to become the richest man in Fuyang Town. It's amazing." Song Mengya was full of admiration, "The methods are not comparable to ordinary people. He is a ruthless character."

She asked Song Tianrui curiously again, "Brother Seven, why are you suddenly curious about this person? He must have made a deal with Feng Lizhi to come here."

"It's nothing." Song Tianrui felt that he was probably being sensitive. He always felt that the other party was looking at him just now.

Song Mengya was still a little worried. Song Tianrui was not a curious person, but it was better for Uncle Rong to stay away.

So, she finally told Song Tianrui, "In short, stay away from that person."

"En." Song Tianrui nodded and turned his attention to the game that had already started.

Shen Zelan said indignantly next to him, "It's too much, the cook on the first floor is obviously a master at throwing pots, isn't this cheating?"

Song Mengya smiled disdainfully, "This is shameless."

Soon, the results of the competition came out, No.1 on the first floor, Gao Ming won No.3.

Gao Ming looked at Song Tianrui apologetically. He had played the game of throwing pots when he was young, but he hadn't played it for more than 20 years.

"Hahaha..." Zhou Bocai smiled happier than anyone else, "The competition just now was very exciting. I didn't expect that the cook on the first floor is still a master. Now let's choose the ingredients according to the results of the competition. Everyone can get Two main ingredients."

The cook on the first floor was the first to come forward and took the chicken and cucumber.

No.2 is the chef of Yixiantian. Surprisingly, he took two pieces of chicken.

The surrounding audience were instantly dumbfounded.

"What does that mean? Take two pieces of chicken, no cucumbers?"

"It's so stupid, if there is one thing missing, can you still make that dish?"

"I feel sorry for the two cooks behind."

By this time, Song Mengya also understood that Dare is not only the judges, but even Yixiantian and Donglaishun were invited by the first floor to help, with only one purpose, that is to make our family lose, it really took great pains!

It was Gao Ming's turn, and he looked at Song Tianrui helplessly.

Song Tianrui nodded at him.

Gao Ming took the eggs and cucumbers.

Soon, the dishes of the four chefs were all ready, and the cook on the first floor was full of pride, after all, he was the only one who got the correct ingredients.

Next, the chefs took their own dishes to the judges to taste, and then the judges scored.

The scores for the first floor came out quickly, namely eight points, eight points, four points, nine points, and eight points, for a total of 37 points.

Uncle Rong gave a score of four, which surprised everyone.

Feng Lizhi was so angry that his lungs were going to explode, "What's going on with this Rong Chu?"

He didn't want to ask Rong Chu to come over, he had nothing to do with Rong Chu, it was his cousin Feng Yuanzheng's opinion.

"It's okay, he is very picky about food." Feng Yuanzheng didn't care, "He gave the first floor four points, but others will only get lower."

Feng Lizhi didn't dare to make trouble with Feng Yuanzheng, so he could only nod his head and endured it.

The scores of No.2 Yixiantian came out soon, six points, five points, one point, seven points, six points, a total of 25 points.

Feng Lizhi shook his head helplessly, "This Rong Chu is really incomprehensible, doesn't it clearly offend people?"

"Is he afraid?" Feng Yuanzheng smiled helplessly, "The entire Fuyang Town has long been ignored by him."

Feng Lizhi heard something, "I heard that he bought a yard in Ting County and will move there soon."

Feng Yuanzheng nodded, "Anyway, we can't afford to offend this person."

Finally it was Gao Ming's turn, and he brought the dishes to each judge to taste.