1269: C1269 The Competition Has Come to an End

C1269 The Competition Has Come to an End

It's not normal to talk about it.

He immediately stopped it.

"My appetite isn't that big. This was originally made for you guys." Yang Soong said.

"I didn't think of giving them to you just now." Yang Soong was desperately trying to find an excuse. "Because I want to wait a little longer so that the radish will taste more thoroughly. You guys can eat it now. Isn't the radish delicious?"

He had forgotten about it and remembered.

"Today's brunch, the most important thing is this radish"

Yang Song explained.

Everyone immediately tried it.

"This shredded radish is delicious!"

"It's sour, sweet, spicy, salty."

"It's really delicious!"

The group of people sank into eating, so there were no more problems.

It was also at this time that it was 11 o'clock.

The gong sounded.

It was time to hand over the dishes.

Yang Soong and Nozawa Ichiro both extinguished the fire.

Buddha Jumping Wall began to be unsealed at this moment.

This was because there were five judges.

Both of them carried a lot of weight.

He turned the large wine jar upside down and poured out the ingredients. Then, he divided them into small pots and sent them to the judges.

This was the final plate presentation.

The small pots used to hold the vegetables were all placed in the steamer to maintain the temperature. They were filled with the taste of the old wine.

The ceremonial lady took all of their Buddhist Jumping Wall and placed them on the judging panel.

The five judges, who had been locked up for twenty-four hours, were finally released.

The chef's matter was finished, and the judges were left to handle it.

Nozawa walked over arrogantly and said to Yang Soong's back: "Do you know? You are a loser from this moment on. I have defeated you with the dishes of your country."

"Buddhism Jumping over the Wall is the pride of your Huaxia culinary world, but from today onwards, this will be your shame, because you Huaxia people can't cook your own dishes."

"Remember to pay your respects to your master. You must dress grander. I will give you a big red packet."

Nozawa Ichiro finally finished speaking. Yang Soong slowly turned around.

"You! Ahhhhh... how can you be like this? We are still in the competition, why are you doing this to me? " Nozawa Ichiro shouted angrily.

Yang Soong finished off the last drop of Buddha Jumping Wall Juice in his bowl and took off his earplugs.

"The quality of the earplugs is still not good."

Then, Yang Soong rubbed his ears, unable to bear it any longer. "Why should I wear this? Don't you know?"

"You're almost done. The competition is over. Can you let me go?"

Yang Soong filled half a bowl. "I just want to finish this meal quietly."

He had to drink soup to eat.

Nozawa Ichiro was very angry. "Don't you worry about it at all? You're not afraid at all?"

"What's there to worry about if you lose?" Yang Soong did not understand.

"Hehe, do you think I will lose? Do you know how many years I have practiced Buddhism Jumping the Wall?" Nozawa Ichiro sneered continuously.

Yang Soong said, "I have practiced for more than 20 years. You have said it many times."

"How many years have you practiced for?"

"One year. Maybe less than a year. I have forgotten." Yang Soong was very honest.

"Then why do you think you can beat me?" Nozawa said, "Do you think you are a genius?"

Twenty-one one-on-one. It sounded like there was no chance of winning.

Yang Soong also asked, "How many years have you been practicing sashimi?"

Ichiro Nozawa seemed to have been hit by a mute acupoint and a fixation acupoint.

"It should have been longer than practicing Buddhism leaping over the wall, right?"

Ichiro Nozawa picked up his kitchen knife. The first dish he practiced was sashimi.

It could be said that sashimi ran through his entire career as a chef. It was the fundamental color of his life.

Yang Soong said, "I've been practicing sashimi for less than half a year."

"Impossible! You lied to me!" Nozawa Ichiro turned around and wanted to grab a knife. After touching it for a long time, he realized that it wasn't his stove.

It was even more impossible for Yang Soong's knife to be snatched away by someone else.

"I've already lost the sashimi. Isn't it natural for Buddha to jump over the wall and lose to me?"

If it was in the past, Yang Soong wouldn't be so decisive in his attack.

But now, he had to be straightforward.

This old brat was too annoying.

If Yang Soong wanted to live and obtain peace, there were only two ways. First, lose to Nozawa Ichiro. This was impossible.

Yang Soong was the man who wanted to become the king of Master Chef. How could he lose?

Furthermore, with Nozawa Ichiro's humanity, if he won, he would definitely not let Yang Soong go.

Secondly, he would use his absolute strength to crush Nozawa Ichiro, letting him clearly see the gap between him and Yang Soong. If he couldn't sharpen his sword properly, he wouldn't appear.

Sometimes, there was only one path in life that could be taken, and there were not many choices.

"I don't believe it. You are being too arrogant. I am..."

"I judge red by ten points."

"Red by ten points."

" Ten points, red to be exact. "

……

"Black..."

In order to ensure the fairness of the competition, the judges would not know whose food they were eating before they announced the answer.

They only used the red and black sides.

Yang Soong was on the red side.

He got five ten points, but he still got full marks. However, Yang Soong was not very satisfied.

The Buddha Jumping Wall he made couldn't be improved by even a little bit, but it was still lacking in meaning.

As for Nozawa Ichiro, he only got 39 points.

The difference was huge.

"I don't believe it, this is impossible!" Nozawa transformed into a ferocious beast once again and roared at the crowd, "You must have cheated!"

The first ones he questioned were the two judges from He Country who had given him the lowest score.

"What exactly is going on with you guys?"

"As fellow countrymen, you actually betrayed me!"

He Guo judge One was very angry. "You have boasted countless times about how amazing your Buddha Jumping Wall is, how soft and tender it is, and how fresh it is. We believe you. But you have disappointed us. You are extremely disappointed! "

He Guo, the second judge, could not tell if he was angry or not, because he looked very calm. "Mr. Nozawa, the Buddha Jumping Wall you made is to make a background board for that Mr. Yang Soong? Was it to set off the delicious food he made? "

He was still smiling as he spoke. He was very polite with a soft knife with a reverse hook.

Yang Soong even admired him. These two are even more vicious with their words than I am. They really want to kill me.

"Impossible, I don't believe it." As he spoke, nozawa wanted to snatch a certain judge's spoon and try Yang Soong's Buddhist Jumping Wall.

In the end, he dug through all five of the clay pots.

It was too clean, not even a drop of juice was left behind.

Only his own Buddha Jumping Wall was left, and he barely moved at all.

"In order for the competition to be fair enough, we have discussed. We will each take three bites of your dishes and then come to a conclusion."

This was the meaning of comparison.

"We'll try yours first, I think it's pretty good"

"When we taste Mr. Yang Soong's, we'll immediately be shocked by the taste of heaven and earth."

"And yours is simply trash."0

"We are still hungry now, but we have tasted Mr. Yang Soong's Buddhist Jumping Wall. We refuse to eat other food. Those are all trash."

Nozawa's heart was struck so badly that only dregs were left.

Yang Soong won easily.

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