Fantasy System

“After the approval of the Food Authority, this food festival will be decided by the knockout. The first rule of the Food Festival is to follow the recipes on the table of the contestants and make the corresponding dishes. The ingredients are placed under the cooking table, and the first game is limited to two hours."

On the stage, Kawashima Lee introduced the rules with a microphone, and then turned his gaze to the jury. The five people sitting at the top of the straight side introduced the audience one by one:

“In addition, as a judge, I took the authority of the Japanese curry commercial market, [Curry Queen] Millennium Xia. The other is the highest-ranking graduate in the history of the distant moon, the first of the 69 After graduating, he refused the invitation of 800 famous restaurants in the country and chose to enter the Yuanyue Resort for a sensation. It is the apex of all graduates.

"The first seat of the 79th long-term ten-year-old, the fourth restaurant of the chef of the French restaurant SHiNo\'S in Paris, and the two chefs from the distant American cuisine college [Americancookingacademy], Oran James With von Gree..."

"American Cuisine College, that..... Isn't that a college that can be compared to the Yuanyue Academy in the United States? This time, I invited these two famous chefs to come to the Japanese food festival as a judge?"

After hearing the names of the two people, there was a sudden exclamation in the audience and the contestants below.

Mu Fan didn't care. There were five judges in this food festival. From the reaction of everyone, these are the famous reputations in the cooking industry, but they have no effect on him. He just follows his own ideas. It is ok to do the best work.

Even if you can't be the first, at least for the sake of Tonai's swimwear, you can't regret it.

After all, the strong people in the food industry are like clouds, and it is not long before they contact the system. The failure is normal.

Thinking of this, Mu Fan turned his attention to the recipe in his hand.

The recipe for this first knockout was a bowl of French soup, and as Kawashima said, the ingredients in the recipe are listed, just follow the fixed method. The French soup on it is ok.

“Is this really the theme of the first food competition in the food festival?”

There is some doubt in the heart of Mufan.

To be honest, foreign cuisine has always been his weakness, but if you follow the recipe, it is not difficult to make a five-level cooking talent.

After all, the avenues are the same, as long as the cooking level is improved, you can make the corresponding dishes when you see the recipe.

But if it is so simple, the 128 contestants in this arena can say that there are at least three levels of culinary skill. Isn't this the first game left?

It’s hard to be the same French soup, the test is the knife and the control of the fire?

In my heart, Mufan glanced at the other chefs. The ten chefs of Yanyue and Ruishan Zhijin also took a look at the recipe and began to prepare food, but the two were in the position. In the middle, too far from the corner of his corner, Mu Fan could not see what the two were doing.

The material of this French soup is not much. It only needs to be added step by step. Mufan simply picks up the fresh pork front leg meat on the cooking table and takes a deep breath and calms down. The chopper swayed like a stream of water, and soon the meat was cut and divided into more than a dozen pieces on the chopping board.

"Well, it seems that the ninth and tenth seats of the Yuanyue Academy are well-deserved. The two people found the Tuen Mun at the same time and began to prepare the ingredients. Maybe the winner of this food festival will be from these two people. The body was born."

The burly, dressed in a suit, a black American with a sunglasses, looking at the center of the contestant's skilled operation, Phan Thiet, and Ruishan Zhijin also evoke a deep smile.

He is the chef of the American College of Food, Olam James.

"Oh?"

With a skillful head, Dojima’s silver brows picked up his eyes and glanced at the competition. He finally fell into the corner of a teenager with a yellow hair, and his face showed a sneer: "From the moon Born? The students of your cooking school are not behind us."

"Ha ha ha..."

A white middle-aged woman, Feng Gelihua, couldn't help but smile. "No way, Jeno has no rivals in our college. I heard that we came to be the judges of the Tokyo Food Festival. We must yell at us. Come and learn from the seniors of Yuanyue Academy. We are forced to participate in it because of helplessness. After all, children need to see the world and let him understand the strength of the seniors of Yuanyuan Academy."

"Oh, is that really the case?"

Shigeki Kojiro, who has a pair of handsome faces, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and snorted.

Speaking of it, the American College of Food is a cooking school that has risen since the Yuanyue Academy. However, in the past two years, the momentum has become more and more powerful, and it can be compared in the Western and Eastern Yuanyue Academy.

This time, the Japanese Food Bureau was forced to invite the chefs of the two American cuisine colleges to serve as the judges of the competition in order to express the notarization of the food festival. They did not expect that they deliberately brought their students to participate in the competition.

And this person is still the first in the current American College of Food.

Of course, if Yuanyue Academy’s savvy Erina wins, if the first one is taken away by Jeno, then the Yuanyue Academy can be shameful.

Spreading out is like the Yuanyue Academy is weaker than the American Academy.

Of course, even if this event affects the country's cooking colleges, the five judges must be notarized. If the final judgment is inconsistent, they will be re-subscribed, so there is no falsification. Real cooking.

"Hey? This kind of knife?"

Because they do not belong to these two forces, they are too lazy to manage the things of the distant moon and the United States.

Dressed in the extremely fashionable Millennium buds, the gaze inadvertently caught a person who was silently cutting the ingredients in the corner. From the age point of view, this person is just a teenager, just like a teenager. From the perspective of the knife, it is not inferior to the three in the field.

"Who is this guy?"

Dojima Silver was also attracted to the eyes of the Millennium buds. When I saw the figure, I couldn’t help but reveal the surprised look.

"Dangdao seniors, this person is called Mufan, just an ordinary chef."

At this time, the secretary of Dojima Silver handed a document to Don Island Silver, pointing to the information of the chef who participated in the competition.

"Oh, Tangdao, for a boy who is not a good name, is it so popular? Maybe this kid is only honing his knife from a small age, and cooking is not worth mentioning."

Feng Gelihua snorted with disdain, although her mouth said so, but her eyes never revealed the look of ignoring Mufan.

After all, she has been a chef for many years, and her sinister vision can naturally be seen as an extraordinary place for Mufan and other contestants.

“The first test won the S-level evaluation? And Zangmuzi made a special SSS score on it. What does this mean?” Tangdao Silver looked at the score on the data, and the look could not help It's complicated.

And when I heard the sound of the island silver, the other four people on the stage also showed a complex and different look....