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Chapter 72 Direct Letters
"My name is Wu Xiaoshan. What I want to make when I sign up for the Food Festival this time is braised mandarin fish and fried Chinese cabbage." Wu Xiaoshan replied confidently.

"It turned out to be Mr. Wu."

Mr. Liu didn't show any strange expression, he directed the staff beside him and said: "Hurry up and bring the registration form here."

After a pause, he looked at Wu Xiaoshan and said with a smile: "Mr. Wu, although our food festival does not set any threshold for applicants, there are still rules for the competition."

"About the evaluation of the food festival, any dish must have elements such as color, fragrance, shape, etc. I don't know how much you know about these two dishes, but I still support them very much, come on!"

It was the first time Liu Wei saw his uncle Liu Haitang talking to someone in such a low profile, and the person he had always looked down upon was Wu Xiaoshan. For a while, his heart became extremely complicated.

After Wu Xiaoshan filled out the form, under the leadership of the staff, he came to the competition venue not far away for audition.

He looked around and found that the venue was full of various dining tables, with all the kitchen equipment and seasonings on them. At this time, many people were already cooking.

"Mr. Wu, you can use these tools to burn your ingredients. Our judges will give you a score after tasting it. If you pass, you will be considered a finalist."

Because Liu Haitang respected Wu Xiaoshan too much, the staff didn't dare to be too sloppy, calling him Mr. Wu respectfully.

So Wu Xiaoshan walked to a dining table and began to clean up the ingredients.

A contestant with a beard next to him glanced at him, and said tauntingly: "Young man, it seems that you are not very skilled in this technique, have you never cooked much?"

"It's really not good at cooking." Wu Xiaoshan smiled, and then took the cleaned materials to the cutting board.

The bearded man was dumbfounded, and he laughed a little: "Young man, your knife skills are too bad, you cut vegetables so slowly, can the cooked vegetables be delicious?"

"If you're not good at knife skills, just cut slowly, as long as the food tastes good." Wu Xiaoshan said disapprovingly.

"You're amazing, don't say anything else, just this self-confidence has already overwhelmed the audience." The bearded man saw that Wu Xiaoshan didn't get in, so he couldn't say too much, so he continued to work on his own after saying this It's over.

Another handsome contestant heard the conversation between the two, couldn't help but sneered, and sarcastically said: "Brother, this is not a place for sensationalism, if you don't have that ability, you'd better slip away early."

Wu Xiaoshan didn't bother to talk to them, he started to light the fire after he cut the vegetables.

Not long after, he cooked two dishes, and after putting them on the plate, he asked the staff to bring them to the judges' seat.

When passing by Big Beard's side, the other party just glanced at the two dishes, then curled his lips in disdain and said: "It's too funny to come to the competition just like this."

"Haha, if there are no such people who fill in the numbers, how can we bring out our excellence?" Another contestant said.

Soon, the two dishes were served in front of several judges. They looked at each other and seemed to have no intention of tasting them.

"Isn't this knife too rough?" The chairman of the jury frowned at Yanan, but in the end he took a piece of fish and put it in his mouth.

In the next second, her eyes lit up, and she said in surprise, "It tastes good!"

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of Chinese cabbage again and ate it with relish.

Seeing her expression, the other two judges couldn't help swallowing. After thinking about it, they also took a reserved mouthful.

"It's really good, it's delicious!"

"Oh my god, this smells amazing!"

Under the competition of the three judges, the two dishes were quickly eaten up.

"Little brother, why don't you only cook two dishes?"

A middle-aged judge with black-rimmed glasses and high cheekbones said something to Wu Xiaoshan.

"Sorry, I just brought these two ingredients over here, how about next time." Wu Xiaoshan spread his hands and said helplessly.

The chairman of the jury, Xiang Yanan, took a deep look at Wu Xiaoshan, then exchanged opinions with the other two judges, and finally said crisply: "Congratulations, on behalf of the jury, we would like to inform you that you have been selected, and you can directly participate in this competition. The semi-finals of the first Yunliu County Food Festival."

As he spoke, he handed a purple and gold rectangular direct letter to Wu Xiaoshan.

Wu Xiaoshan took the straight letter and asked doubtfully: "With this smart letter, will the next competition be unnecessary?"

"That's right, although our food festival has layers of screenings, they are all aimed at ordinary contestants, and your dish just now has won the unanimous praise of our three judges, so you will be exempted from the competition until the semi-finals Just compete with the remaining contestants for the final qualification." Xiang Yanan explained with a smile.

Wu Xiaoshan was overjoyed when he heard the words. He didn't expect that his cooking skills were mediocre, but he won the direct letter with the advantage of ingredients. For a while, he became more confident in his heart.

"Thank you all the judges and teachers!" Wu Xiaoshan thanked him sincerely and planned to leave.

Because there was a distance between the competition venue and the judges' seats, all the contestants did not know that Wu Xiaoshan had received the precious direct letter.

Seeing Wu Xiaoshan return, the bearded contestant and the handsome contestant immediately stopped him.

"How about it, have you been eliminated?"

"Brother, it doesn't matter if you are eliminated. If you work harder in the future, you will always be promoted."

Facing the cynicism and sarcasm of the two, Wu Xiaoshan said calmly: "I'm sorry, I've advanced."

"What?" The bearded man was taken aback.

Qingxiu's face was full of disbelief: "You can advance in this skill, what are you kidding, take out your promotion certificate and have a look!"

"Here." Wu Xiaoshan said and showed the direct letter.

"What kind of promotion certificate is this... Oh my god, this... this is a direct letter!"

When the two saw clearly the direct letter in Wu Xiaoshan's hand, they were stunned in surprise.

Although they had known for a long time that each food festival would specially prepare a few direct letters to the more outstanding contestants, they never thought that they would be awarded to Wu Xiaoshan.

"Hey, our dishes haven't been cooked yet, let's continue to watch the competition." The two old people blushed, found an excuse, and returned to their seats in despair.

Wu Xiaoshan smiled and was about to leave, but at this moment, a pleasant voice came.

"Mr. Wu, please wait a moment."

Wu Xiaoshan turned his head and saw Xiang Yanan, the chairman of the judging committee, walking towards him stepping on high heels.

Because the walking speed is too fast, the chest swells up and down, which is particularly eye-catching.

After Wu Xiaoshan glanced at it calmly, he asked strangely: "Chairman Xiang, what do you want from me?"

(End of this chapter)