God of Cooking Dad: Spoil his daughter to heaven

"This is the final game. You don't care about someone operating in secret?"

"This is the task entrusted to us by Mr. Zhong. I'm sorry for him if it fails!"

"What are you worried about? Chef Yu is here!"

In an office, several old men were standing on the window sill, looking outside, and the entire competition scene could be seen.

The one in the middle is the head chef of the state banquet, Yu Xuemin.

This time, he was entrusted by Mr. Zhong Dehou, the richest man in the country, to handle the first MasterChef Competition.

Originally, he did not agree with this, but after persuasion from various forces, he finally agreed.

To become the richest man in the country, the relationship network is very complicated.

And Yu Xuemin felt that it was unnecessary to hold this competition. All the great chefs went to the state banquet, and there were still a few outside.

"Chef Yu, are you sure all the great chefs are with you?"

"Not with me, could it be that I'm working as a cook in your house!"

This is not nonsense, passing the assessment and being awarded the title of state banquet is a lifetime honor for a chef.

He couldn't believe how few chefs could refuse.

If the chef is purely for making money, the money he earns by being the chef of the state banquet will only be more or less.

"Have you forgotten the previous one?"

After being reminded by this friend, he just remembered a young man who didn't take it seriously when he invited him several times.

Another time it was originally agreed, and it had already arrived at the door of the house.

But because some idiots inside offended the young man on the spot, and he didn't want to be assessed, the consequences can be imagined, the other party directly gave up this opportunity, and never came again after that, and I was too embarrassed to mention it.

Thinking of holding the God of Cooking Competition this time, and the other party is doing business, maybe they can really come over.

In the end, he was disappointed. No one signed up. In desperation, he had no choice but to send an invitation letter to go, directly skipping the previous competition and entering the final. As for whether the other party will come, it depends on God's will.

Fortunately, I didn't let myself down, and I finally saw it at the scene today.

Thinking that there was still a slight change in the scene, that is, the one who caused trouble before took aim at the opponent again. The game has not started yet, and they dare not interfere too much, so they can only start on the ingredients.

"Okay, I believe that Mr. Qin can turn corruption into wonder!"

If the other party is willing to come to the state banquet, he can give up his current position. This is a convincing way to give up. At that time, he was no longer his opponent. Now that more than a year has passed, I believe he is even more powerful.

"Since you, Chef Yu, said it's all right, then we won't interfere, but after the game, this matter has to be dealt with. This is a state banquet, not some people's back garden. If you can't do anything, this villain will let me Come on."

Qin Mo didn't know that from the first step he stepped here, he was noticed by the people above.

Even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

At this time, he took out the ingredients from the basket and put them on the cutting board.

These ingredients are not spoiled, but they are no longer fresh.

In this kind of competition, if such ingredients appear, either the staff is not responsible, or they are prepared for some people.

Qin Mo didn't need to think about it, he knew it was the latter.

Because they know that if the stale ingredients are handed over to other chefs to use ingredients on this occasion, it will be a dead end.

The ingredients are not fresh, and the taste of the delicious food has failed.

At this time, Qin Mo looked at the ingredients in front of him, and quickly flashed one matching plan in his mind.

The time for this match is still one hour.

Qin Mo didn't panic at all. It takes more than ten minutes to cook a simple dish, so the time now is to come up with the best solution.

After other players got the ingredients, they would think for a while.But no matter how long the thinking time is, it is not as long as Qin Mo.

They started to attack after a few minutes, but only Qin Mo stood still, and 10 minutes had passed by this time.

"Master, what are you doing, you must not fall asleep!"

After Leng Xinyi processed the ingredients, she looked at the direction of the master, and saw Qin Mo standing still, which made her feel puzzled.

Qin Mo doesn't know how to cook, it's impossible, he must be delayed by something, or he is innovating.

In Leng Xinyi's mind, her master is omnipotent, and there is nothing difficult for him.

Leng Xinyi was not the only one who noticed this phenomenon, Fu Hetai also drove there, he was just a little strange, so he began to concentrate, this was an opportunity, he wanted to try, let outsiders judge how big the gap between himself and the master was.

"Haha, this time I watched you compete like this. I made you look down on others before, but now it's not in my hands. It seems that two people are still reliable in doing things!"

Not far away, a man about 30 years old.

There was a smug smile on his face, he had a grudge when Qin Mo went to the assessment last time.

Qin Mo never thought that the other party would always remember such a small matter, waiting for an opportunity to take revenge on him, and he really waited for it.

"Hmph, no matter how good you are, if you don't have good ingredients, I'll see how you win."

Someone offered him bad ingredients, but he refused in the end.

In such an occasion, bad ingredients appear, and the players still get them, he can't afford it.

Even if you don't say it, the judges will be able to taste it when the time comes, only by using ingredients that are about to go bad, so that the other party will have nothing to say.

Half an hour passed.

At this time, everyone thought that Qin Mo had given up the game.

Because of this time, it was too late.

The man who had been staring at Qin Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief. This is the best result.

If his competition work is not on the table, the judges will not be able to try it, and will only think that there is something wrong with him personally.

The most perfect way is to wait for the first time and let someone go over to dispose of his ingredients.

"Master, don't you want to give up?"

Leng Xinyi still has ten minutes to finish the game.

Taking advantage of the time now, she glanced at the master again, but Qin Mo still stood still.

"Chef Yu, did he give up?"

Those old men stood at the window again.

"No, if he comes over, he will definitely finish the competition, but I can't figure out why he hasn't done it yet. Could it be a new dish?"

Yu Xuemin frowned and looked at Qin Mo.

"I hope you are right, Chef Yu, otherwise you will disappoint Mr. Zhong this time."

"Hey, what can I do, let's see!"

At this time, the past is already very late.

If there is any problem, you ask it at the beginning of the game.

It means that you agree with the rules of the game by default.

The game will not start all over again because of you alone.

"Haha, let's go, let's drink!"

Another few minutes passed.

The man couldn't suppress the joy in his heart any longer, he pulled the person beside him and walked out.

I don't need to watch the rest of the game. At this time, that kid has already lost. As for the game, there are others watching.