gourmet restaurant

Chapter 319 Done
There are still 5 minutes until the end of the game!

Jiang Yang looked at his watch.

3 minutes to the end of the game.

Jiang Yang shook hands.

There are still 2 minutes until the end of the game!

Jiang Yang's palms were sweating.

Now the tamales were not at their best, so he continued to wait.

In terms of time, it should be in time, but no one can be sure about cooking. It may be a few seconds earlier or a few seconds later.

……

Meng Wanqiu looked at his watch, feeling anxious for Jiang Yang!The game is coming to an end, Jiang Yang hasn't cooked yet, okay?
Not only Meng Wanqiu, but also many people who were also anxious for Jiang Yang.

Mother Meng and Zhu Miaomiao at the scene!Uncle Zhu, Father Zhou, Mother Zhou, Zhou Wei, Zhong Xiu, Tao Xiaoyi who are watching the live broadcast...

They are all silently cheering for Jiang Yang.

There is still 1 minute until the end of the game!

Jiang Yang remained motionless, as if he had no intention of ending the cooking.

Most of the chefs who have finished the competition did not leave. Although they have nothing to do now, but watching the excitement, who would not want to?
"He hasn't finished yet? Then is 1 minute useful? It's better to start the pot now. Even if the score is lower, it's much better than not finishing." A chef said below.

"Who says it's not, maybe others can't finish it at all, it's a dying struggle."

"Haha, that's right, even if you knew you couldn't finish it, you didn't give up. What a precious quality."

"Don't say that, be careful to slap your face. Others are the youngest first-level chefs."

"Level [-] chef? Then let him slap me hard in the face!"

Of course, this is only a part of the people, and most of the people who stayed did not express their opinions.

If everyone's score is posted on the body, then you will find that these clamoring people are all those with low scores.

"Jiang Yang, do you want to wait?" Chen Cuyi murmured.

There are still 30 seconds until the end of the game!

Jiang Yang stared at the steamer, his body tensed.

"What are you doing, get up!" Zhu Miaomiao whispered.

Her fists were clenched tightly.

……

on the jury.

A master said: "This Jiangyang is interesting."

Mr. Jiang nodded slightly, approving the words of the master chef.

What they said didn't mean how good Jiang Yang's cooking skills were.In fact, they had tasted Jiang Yang's craft and knew that he would have no problem passing a qualifying round.

What they praised was Jiang Yang's attitude of striving for perfection.

As a master chef, he is naturally very clear about the common dish of tamales.They all knew the approximate cooking time of a steamed pork dish.

At this moment, the steamed pork is ready, and there is no problem at all when it comes out of the pan.

But this time is not necessarily the best time to cook the steamed pork.

The best time is very short, often only a second or two, if you don't stay in front of the pot, you don't know it.

And Jiang Yang was waiting for such the best time!
Of course, Jiang Yang will not ignore the game just to wait for the best time to start the pot.

Nowadays, the competition is the most important thing. If the time is up and the best time to cook is not reached, Jiang Yang will also cook.

There are still ten seconds until the end of the game!
"Everyone, let's count down tens of seconds! Ten! Nine!"

Jiang Yang clenched his fists again, and his body already had an urge to rush forward.

Shengsheng was stopped by himself, he kept telling himself, wait!hold on!
"Eight……"

"Jiang Yang, hurry up!" Meng Wanqiu stood up, clenched her fists tightly, and said silently in her heart.

"seven……"

"Hurry up!" Zhu Miaomiao said nervously.

"six……"

"What are you doing? Hurry up!" Zhou Wei said in front of the screen.

"five……"

"It seems that Jiang Yang's luck is not very good." Chen Quanzhou shook his head and said.

This is not a problem of craftsmanship, it can only be said that it is bad luck. If you walk for another 2 minutes, the time will be enough.

"Four……"

Lin Yong shook his head, apologizing to Jiang Yang, but more angry.

"three……"

Jiang Yang made a sudden move, it's now!The best cooking time!Turn off the heat and bring to the boil.

"two……"

Finally, put the bowl upside down on the plate and place it on the plate. This set of actions is done in one go.

"one……"

"I finished!"

"Cooking is over!"

Jiang Yang and Zuo Jie spoke almost simultaneously.

"Congratulations to Chef No. 28, finish the dish before the end of cooking." Zuo Jie said loudly, setting the tone.

Jiang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and finally arrived, good luck!

"Phew~" Meng Wanqiu breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down on the stool all of a sudden, feeling exhausted all over her body.

"It's okay, it's okay." Zhu Miaomiao patted her chest.

At the same time, those who breathed a sigh of relief were Uncle Zhu, Father Zhou, Mother Zhou, Mother Meng, and Father Meng.

Although he didn't like Jiang Yang very much in his heart, he was about to take his daughter away, so how could Meng's father be happy.

But his daughter likes it, and as a father, he can only accept it.

"Why are you playing so excitingly, kid? I must kill you when I come back!" Zhou Wei looked at the screen, and couldn't help laughing while talking.

……

Most people breathed a sigh of relief for Jiang Yang, but only some people were a little angry.

"Oh, he's lucky."

"What, even if he gets away with it, how good is the taste?"

"What I'm talking about is that even if we can't do it in such a hurry, how can Jiang Yang be better than us?"

"If it weren't for his relationship with the Chefs Association, would he be able to complete it smoothly?"

"Yes! We all rely on ourselves, and Jiang Yang relies on his connections."

"Just wait until he makes a fool of himself in the national competition. At that time, let's see where the face of the Chefs Association will be placed!"

A sentence of comments was spoken by them.

They were slapped in the face, but they were not reconciled, so they said such words.

Do you think they have enmity with Jiang Yang?In fact, no, they are just passers-by with Jiang Yang, and even Jiang Yang doesn't know their existence.

But this is the kind of person whose words hurt the most.

Are they low IQ?Nor is it.It's just because of jealousy, that's why he said such words without thinking.

As if saying this would make them appear to be better than Jiang Yang.Just like the first-level chef qualification they have been pursuing, in their mouths, it seems worthless.

There are not many such people, who show their sense of existence by belittling others.

……

"Bring it here." Mr. Jiang said holding the microphone.

Jiang Yang nodded, and walked over step by step with the steamed pork.

"Tamal! Please taste it!" Jiang Yang said.

Everyone picked up their chopsticks, and each picked up a piece of meat.

Under the tamales, Jiangyang used sweet potatoes as a cushion.

The judges tasted it, and Jiang Yang was a little nervous.Although he has confidence in his dishes, nervousness is inevitable.

The audience gradually quieted down.

I just watched a few judges chewing carefully there.

Soon, after eating a piece of meat, the judges did not put down their chopsticks, but took another piece.

"What are you doing! Why aren't you scoring?" Zhu Miaomiao was a little anxious.

A plate of tamales is not too much, a dozen judges, two chopsticks per person is almost enough.

Finally, the judges put down their chopsticks.

(End of this chapter)