Fairy’s Box

Following the contestant's bleak exit, the ruthless and brutal semi-finals continued to knock out losers, and in the days that followed, Yale and Genevieve paid a considerable price.

On the same day, four finalists finally stood out, namely Pansy Theobald, chef of Asia Minor cuisine, Zenia Blue, chef of Tarragan cuisine, Madge Clayton, chef of Apennine cuisine, and Gallic chef Bewick Blanche.

When the sun lost its scorching majesty and slowly disappeared below the horizon, night fell, and the fuel street lamps turned on one after another, and the clear night sky was spread like a blue carpet.

In order to prepare for tomorrow's finals, the three second seats plus a chief who joined in the fun had a final discussion in the conference room of the Black Seat.

"Tomorrow is the finals. The four contestants who can get to this point are difficult to tell the difference in terms of cooking skills. We need to treat them carefully."

Ilunzia sat alone at the bottom of the conference table, chatting freely without discomfort in the sight of the other three people with disgust.

Waiting patiently for her to finish speaking, Genevieve couldn't wait to start speaking:

"I think it doesn't matter who is the champion in tomorrow's final, the important thing is to win the name of the food show and make it as big as possible! Let everyone know our hard work and sincerity, and at the same time let these four people get what they deserve. reward and fame.”

"you're right."

Luya nodded in agreement, looked past the female chief directly, and stayed on Yalei: "The previous game was a game, and tomorrow's game must be a show, so... Yale, you should change your lines. "

"I see."

The old black-haired knight blushed, thought for a moment, and then said: "According to this theme, tomorrow's finals must be more popular and eye-catching, but time is short, are you all ready?"

There was silence...

"Could it be that you are not prepared for anything?" Yale suddenly felt a headache.

silently nod...

"The cooking and food show was planned and operated by you Black Seat from beginning to end. We are just temporary shareholders, how could we have prepared." Luya raised her sharp chin and said as a matter of course.

"Don't you have any plans for the final?" Genevieve asked suspiciously.

"The plan can't keep up with the changes... The original plan for the finals was that the Black Seat would do it as a family. In the end, it was because of the rush of time... However, I already have a clue now." Yale's eyes flashed with wisdom.

"Let's hear it." Ilunzia raised her ears curiously.

"This way... this way... and then... and then..."

"Sounds great!"

"I can't see that you are really a reliable man."

"This will definitely be the template for all future food competitions!"

...

Final day

Bang bang bang bang!

In front of the entrance hall of the Black Seat, a total of six salutes in two rows sprayed ribbons, and the streamers fluttered in the sky under the blue sky. Amidst the passionate music, the finale of the cooking competition finally opened a gorgeous curtain.

The much-anticipated auditorium has been expanded again, with an additional 100 seats on the left and right sides, reaching a total of 500 seats, which has already filled the hall of the Black Seat, and the ticket price has doubled at the same time.

Boom-boom-boom-!

After the bell rang, the hall was restored to its splendor, and four confident chefs began to demonstrate their ingenious cooking process in front of all the audience.

In this slightly dull process, Nicole's excited voice resounded in the hall again, introducing the dishes she didn't understand to the audience who didn't know how to do it:

"Let's take a look at Contestant Zesia's tarragon roast, she even carefully calculated the angle of the fire, so that the texture of the meat and the line of defense of the fire are at right angles to the roast, so that the meat is heated evenly and the gravy is juicy. The flow will be more complete, and the real lines can even see through the texture!"

...

During the process of introducing the contestants' dishes to the audience, the four male lions rented from the zoo were chained behind the panel under the traction of four large iron chains, which attracted many audiences. eyeball.

However, no one would be afraid. The lion who dared to be presumptuous in front of the four natural disaster knights is estimated to have not been born yet. In this final final, what kind of booing will the organizers make? Many viewers are looking forward to it.

The waiting time always seemed to be extremely long, but in fact, the time was only one hour in the past. The chefs were also notified as early as yesterday to prepare the ingredients as much as possible and use a short cooking time.

clang clang clang clang!

Finally, in the crisp and harsh bell, the cooking time came to an end, and the four chefs who had completed the final masterpiece covered the dishes with silver food hoods and delivered them to the butlers.

This time, the butlers did not immediately send the cooked dishes to the panel. Instead, they entered the side hall by detour. After a delay, they walked from the rear door to the panel.

Of course, in this final, the judges will naturally not engage in such things as "turning around for you". The tables and seats are placed facing the audience, waiting for the moment when the dishes are finished.

"The last moment of the much-anticipated finale has finally arrived. I must have watched the four contestants decide, and I can't wait for Nicole!"

After a few days of training, Nicole's ability to show cuteness has grown a lot. After putting on a few blushing signature shapes, she aimed the loudspeaker at the panel:

"Next, the first to appear will be the most delicious, authentic Roservian cuisine, Apennine explosion smoked fish!"

The stewards immediately placed the dishes covered by the silver cover on the dining table in a flowing motion, and, as in all previous competitions, placed the trays on their stomachs with both hands and stood behind the four judges.

"..."

After the four of them exchanged glances, they took a deep breath and opened the silver food hood at the same time. At this moment, the lights in the venue suddenly dimmed.

At the same time, under the eyes of the public, along with the roar of the lion, the exploding smoked fish on the plate suddenly burst into a silver light.

"It's so dazzling! I can't look directly!"

"Fuck, the vegetables are shining!"

"My eyes! My eyes!"

The audience, who had never seen such a battle, was wailing, and more than half of the eyes were hurt by the flashing lights. Fortunately, the staff who had been prepared quickly brought cold towels, and the howling gradually subsided.

"Fuck, Maggie, why does your dish shine!" The other three chefs were also frantic, grabbing at the front of each other's shirts and asking fiercely.

"I don't know, I don't know, I really don't know!" Feng Qi never dreamed that the dishes he made would actually shine one day.

All of this is of course the conspiracy of Yale and others. The silver light comes from the origin of Genevieve, and the lions are trained by Yale with the fear force field. They are better than domestic puppies. Of course, they want to let them roar. how roar.

But the fun has only just begun.

The four commentators raised the cutlery expressionlessly, cut a small corner from the exploding smoked fish, put the steaming fish into their mouths, and slowly closed their eyes.

(Yarre, it's your time to act!)

"good to eat!"

The loud and neat roar sounded again, and the black-haired knight stood up from his seat in shock, staring at the dinner plate, and said in a hurried but passionate tone:

"The aroma is exploding! The aroma of this fish is like needles, which stimulates the sense of smell. Through careful roasting, all the essence of the spices has been incorporated into the fish, which is strong! It is a gust-like blow to the taste!"

Bang bang bang bang!

Iluncia lowered her head without saying a word, her fingers under the dining table quickly shot, and the indestructible ashes bombarded the steaming heat, completely detonating the air, and this way... Of course, it gave the audience the feeling that the fragrance was really exploding!

"It's really exploding!"

There was another howl in the audience, but this time it was a howl of excitement.

Feng Qi stared at the dishes he cooked in a stunned manner, and murmured, "Who can tell me why the explosive smoked fish I made really explodes in aroma?"

"How do we know what you cook!" The other three scolded in unison.

They were shocked and shocked, but it did not prevent Yale from continuing to summarize the dish: "Every bite can be felt, the fish exploded in the mouth, just like the sparks of the explosion, it is memorable and delicious!"

Although Nicole was mentally prepared, she almost froze in place, but fortunately the female man's lines were thicker, she immediately reacted from the shock, raised the loudspeaker and said:

"Thank you Maggie Clayton for bringing us such a visual feast, so please ask the judges to rate this dish!"

"Ten!" Yale raised the wooden sign.

"Nine points!" Genevieve held up the wooden sign.

"Nine points!" Luya held up the wooden sign.

"Eight points!" Ilunzia raised the wooden sign.

"Combining the scores of the four judges, the average score of this dish is nine. Congratulations to Maggie Clayton, and thanks again for the explosive smoked fish he brought us!"

After pointing at Feng Qi who was still petrifying until now, Nicole raised the loudspeaker again:

"Next, the judges will taste the time-honored Gallic cuisine, stingray shrimp chips! His cook is Bewick Blanche! Let's give him a round of applause!"

After the steaming applause, the lights dimmed again, and the audience cautiously squinted their eyes and looked ahead, for fear that after the panelists lifted the silver cover, glowing dishes would appear again on the plate.

Their guess was correct.

The silver brilliance rose into the sky again, and after entering the dome, it turned into scattered beams and dispersed.

"Glow again! My eyes!"

"A dish that really shines is a good dish!"

"I really want to try it!"

Because of the preparation in their hearts, the wailing in the audience was much smaller, and more people were swallowing their saliva and looking at the panel with admiration.

"Why do your dishes shine too!" Zesia and Pansy questioned furiously as they grabbed Bywick's collar.

"I don't know either!" the other party replied with a sad face.

"Hahahaha! Yours will also shine." Feng Qi hid beside him like crazy and laughed wildly.

At this time, the four of them lifted the silver dining cover and put it aside. While cutting the North Sea stinging shrimp slices with a knife and fork, their gazes invariably focused on Genevieve.

(Genevieve, it's up to you this time!)

The blue-haired knight picked up a piece of stinging shrimp with an expressionless dining fork, took a sip of the aroma as if intoxicated, and slowly put it into his mouth. After a while, he opened his eyes:

"Steamed stinger shrimp slices, paired with winter kelp, this soft, feminine and delicious taste is like a sign that everything is dormant in winter, ready to bloom in spring!"

Accompanied by a cool breeze, crystal ice particles were sprinkled on the top of the dome, shining under the light, as if the immediate winter was brought into the hall in an instant...

"They flew! They flew!"

In the sight of the audience almost staring, the entire dining table, together with the other commentators, gradually vacated, slowly rising and falling in the wind and snow.

Genevieve maintained the ternary force field, resisting the expression of difficulty, and said in an aria:

"Ah! This soft cooked shrimp skin is filled with the deliciousness of the taut long-arm shrimp, and the elastic and flexible taste in the mouth is like roaming in the waves of the North Sea. It's really wonderful."

"I understand! I finally understand!"

Feng Qi suddenly burst into tears, choked and said, "They are second, they are using their own actions to interpret the taste of our dishes!"

"I see!"

Two lines of moved tears flowed from Bewick's eyes, and he choked and said, "To have such diners commenting on the dishes I cook in this way... In this life... I will never regret it again!"

"Indeed." The remaining two chefs showed their expressions of approval.

"Judging from the performance of the Genevieve judges, the North Sea stinging shrimp chips are also extremely delicious food. Thanks to the Bewick players for bringing us the coolness of the North Sea in the summer!"

After putting on the cuteness of the two signs as usual, Nicole pointed the loudspeaker at the comment table: "Then, please ask our commentators to rate this dish!"

"Nine points!" Yale raised the wooden sign.

"Ten!" Genevieve held up the wooden sign.

"Nine points!" Luya held up the wooden sign.

"Seven points!" Ilunzia raised the wooden sign.

"Combining the scores of the four judges, the final score of the North Sea Shrimp Chips brought to us by Bewick contestants is 8.75! Thanks again for the coolness of this summer, and the North Sea Shrimp Chips!"

After gesturing to Bewick, who was crying silently, Nicole took a deep breath, and her voice suddenly increased a few degrees:

"Next, the master chef of Tarago cuisine, contestant Zenia Blue, will bring us the famous Tarago Barbecue! Friendly reminder from Nicole, everyone must remember to protect your eyes Yo!"

The auditorium was silent and indifferent. They didn't say it sooner or later, but it was only after they were blinded twice that the organizer must have done it on purpose!

After the four people lifted the silver food hood, four huge beams of light rushed towards the dome, condensed but did not disperse, and expanded to the front of the auditorium before turning into tiny spots of light that melted into the air.

"It's your turn this time." Biwick and Feng Qi wiped their tears and turned their attention to Zenia.

"Hahahaha, the tarragon grilled meat cooked by Miss Ben has the greatest light, and Miss Ben has won!" Zenia laughed proudly with her hands on her hips.

(Luya, look at your performance this time!)

She admired the dishes in front of her like a work of art. After a long time, she cut off a small piece with a face, picked it up with a fork, and put it in her mouth.

As if she wanted to taste all the flavors contained in the barbecue, Luya closed her eyes and chewed for half a minute before slowly opening her mouth and saying:

"The fragrant wild boar, this wild smell straight into the nose, elevates the taste to another level, this majesty and bravery turns into a high note, echoing in the depths of the stomach, like an injury The furious roar of a beast is like that! It's just a heart-wrenching poem, one can't help but feel sad about it."

Tears were hidden in the corners of her eyes. The band at the back of the hall played a heroic symphony leisurely, and took another bite of barbecue. With a hint of sadness, she said in a hoarse voice:

"Every time you chew, the fragrant gravy of the carefully roasted wild boar fills your entire mouth... If you want to taste more gravy, no matter how many mouthfuls you eat, you will only want to eat more!"

In Luya's cadenced and infectious voice, a picture of the injured wild boar king fighting alone against a pack of wolves, and finally losing due to being outnumbered, the bleak picture of howling at the moon at the end of the hero suddenly appeared in everyone's minds .

"King of the wild boar ah ah ah! You don't want to die!"

"The Wild Boar King will never be a slave!"

"Fall down a wild boar king, and more wild boar kings will stand up!"

In the tear-jerking heroic symphony, certain emotional, tear-glanded audience members immediately began howling and praying for the unknown king of the wild boar.

Even we and the audience are moved by the fact that we can achieve such a literary and artistic level without any special effects and only relying on language. Luya, you are truly a master, you are losing!

Yale and Genevieve turned their eyes to the female knight with deep respect.

"Zenia, calm down, it's not your fault!"

"If you know that you made it so delicious, the wild boar king will be relieved in heaven!"

"Woo woo woo, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have killed you, woo woo woo!" Zenia covered her mouth and nose out of control, and knelt on her knees and cried loudly, while the rest beside her All three chefs could not persuade them.

"Tarago barbecue is really a soul-stirring poem, let us pay tribute to the heroic death of the wild boar king!"

Nicole wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, with a hint of weeping in her voice, and pointed at the panel: "Next, I will ask four panelists to rate the heroic fighting spirit of the Wild Boar King!"

"Ten!" Yale raised the wooden sign.

"Nine points!" Genevieve held up the wooden sign.

"Ten!" Luya held up the wooden sign.

"Eight points!" Ilunzia raised the wooden sign.

"Combining the scores of the four judges, the wild boar king, no, Zenia's score is 9.25 points, let us thank her for bringing us heroic poems!"