446: C446 One after Another They All Backed down

C446 One after Another They All Backed down

The top ten contestants had almost all prepared their own dishes. However, they were not in the mood to serve their dishes to the judges.

If Faang Yang was successful in this challenge, then the champion would undoubtedly be him.

There were still 20 minutes left, so it was actually not too hard to cook the eggs. The most difficult step in cooking the Egg-Fried Rice was when it was being served.

Faang Yang took a deep breath. If he knew earlier, he wouldn't have said that. He was so tired.

Faang Yang put a proper amount of rice in the pot. His exercise capacity also increased a lot compared to before. Even his profile picture couldn't help but be covered in sweat.

This was the world's Culinary Competition, not to mention this was a shot that had never been seen before. How could the photographer let go of such a good opportunity?

The competition had temporarily prepared a photographic team to follow Faang Yang throughout the entire competition. If Faang Yang couldn't do it, someone else would go up until the scene of Faang Yang cooking the Egg-Fried Rice was captured.

Along with Faang Yang's laborious appearance appearing on the big screen, the audience also began to boil over one after another, shouting out Faang Yang's name.

"Mr. Faang!"

Many of those who were watching the scene on television could not help but feel some regret. Mr. Faang's current status as a Master Chef was beyond doubt. If he could have a taste of the Master Chef's cooking on the spot, it would be worth pulling him out to play Small Ji.

The enthusiasm of the audience made the staff of the competition somewhat afraid, afraid that they would do something too extreme.

The world's Culinary Competition was held every four years. From the beginning of the twentieth century onwards, it had already been held countless of times and the enthusiasm of the audience had never been as high as it was today.

There were only 10 minutes left, and the rice in the wok had yet to fully fuse with the egg. Many of the rice was still white.

In order to fulfill the requirements, Faang Yang used both of his hands to run back and forth several times.

The contestants from all over the region saw that the time was about to end. One by one, they brought up their own dishes for the judges to review.

However, everyone was distracted right now. Who would care about their score? Mr. Faang's challenge was the most important.

The final result was out. Liu Xiang had lived up to everyone's expectations and successfully got first place.

The second was a Spaniard, who won the unanimous approval of the judges for his remarkable ham.

Lu Yuan wasn't bad either, relying on his novel and creativity, he obtained fourth place in the world's Culinary Competition.

With only 5 minutes left, Faang Yang started to worry. If it was at his normal speed, he could only make 10 pots at most.

But if that was the case, then one third of the people present would not be able to eat their own food, and the challenge would be a failure.

Faang Yang took a deep breath and walked to the left side of the first stove. He transferred his inner force directly to the fire.

"Get bigger!"

It was almost too late, so Faang Yang had to speed up the process so that the Egg Fried Rice in the wok could be heated up evenly.

Below the stage, Liu Jiaomei was very nervous. If Faang Yang failed the challenge, it meant that he would never be able to participate in the tournament ever again.

"Faang Yang, you have to hold on!"

In Linhai Villa, Zhao Qingwu and the others were also watching from the television, wishing that they could immediately rush to the scene and encourage Faang Yang.

Faang Yang, don't you usually like to surprise us? Could it be the same as before?

Tears filled the eyes of the girls. Even though it had only been a short five minutes, it had been a long time for Zhao Qingwu and the others.

After a short operation, Faang Yang took a deep breath and couldn't help but turn his head to look at the time.

There were only one minute and ten seconds left. It seemed like he had pulled the time back just now. Now, he only had the green onions and flowers left. He should be able to do it in time.

Faang Yang sprinkled the scallion bowls into the wok one by one while continuously stir-fried them with one hand. After going back and forth, there were only 10 seconds left.

"Phew …"

"Rise!"

With a slap from Faang Yang, the Egg Fried Rice in the wok flew up into the air, as if it was fusing with the green onions.

Everyone was in a daze, how could anyone pay attention to the time? All of their gazes were focused on Faang Yang.

"Alright!"

Faang Yang fell onto the ground and gasped for air.

Liu Xiaoshan immediately turned his head to look at the competition time, and shouted with excitement: "Time's up! "Faang Yang has completed his challenge."

"Roar!"

"Alright!"

The staff at the scene shared the Egg Fried Rice and each of them received a large bowl. As they smelled the fragrance coming from the bowl, they became intoxicated.

"This... Is this Egg Fried Rice cooked by a grandmaster chef? "

"Hahaha, I can actually eat Egg-Fried Rice cooked by a grandmaster chef!"

Almost everyone was given a bowl of Egg-Fried Rice. After the already excited customers had eaten, the place immediately quieted down.

Following that, a number of sobbing sounds could be heard, causing the scene to become extremely depressing.

"I... I miss my mother. "

"Wifey, I'll definitely take good care of my son …"

"Father, your son is unfilial. I will definitely come home to celebrate the new year with you."

Liu Xiang carefully sized it up. Although the Egg-Fried Rice Faang Yang cooked didn't have anything out of the ordinary, the taste was indeed unforgettable.

Many foreigners liked this dish called Egg-Fried Rice immediately after they had eaten it. Unexpectedly, they felt homesick for it.

"Watt? "This Egg Fried Rice is too amazing!"

"I miss my wife. I must go back and accompany her tomorrow!"

The atmosphere at the scene turned strange. Everyone's yearning was completely aroused by the bowl of Egg-Fried Rice.

Even the host felt it odd. He was completely immersed in the atmosphere after he had tasted the Egg-Fried Rice.

Liu Xiang hesitated for a long time before saying in an extremely lonely manner, "I've lost!"

Lu Yuan lightly sighed as he said the same words as Liu Xiang.

The participants from various countries were also very embarrassed. What they did only affected a few judges, but what Faang Yang did could affect everyone present.

"I've lost."0

"I've lost."

"I request for the jury to lower our rankings and give the first rank to Mr. Faang. He is the real master."

"I agree!"

"I agree as well!"

The top ten contestants had all given way to each other, allowing them to gain a good reputation internationally.

Chai Soong looked around for Faang Yang's figure, but did not sense his presence. Could it be that he would hang up after cooking 30 servings of Egg Fried Rice?

Chai Soong rushed down from the stage and searched for Faang Yang's figure in the competition area. Finally, he found him in front of a stove.

Liu Jiaomei and Lu Yuan also rushed over and looked at Faang Yang, who was sleeping soundly on the ground. They couldn't bear to disturb him.

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