The knife in the chef's hand is like the brush in the hands of calligraphy masters. Only when the pen is used well can the calligrapher write a good word that has been passed down through the ages. Only when the kitchen knife is used skillfully can the chef cook a delicious dish with color, fragrance and taste in a limited time.

The Xiucheng Chef God Competition was divided into three games. The first game was the knife skills. The fifty chefs participated in the competition and all the 50 participating chefs were assigned two pieces of tofu. Then the chefs had to use these two pieces of tofu to show their knife skills within five minutes. How to display them is at your own risk, and there are no specific requirements.

One hundred pieces of fresh white and tender tofu were distributed immediately. The tofu was cut by Chai, the best tofu business in Xiucheng. So many people watched at the same time. It can basically ensure that each piece of tofu is the same size, and the tofu will never affect the chefs' knife skills.

Xu Qingtang, Fanghe Tower, and Fumanmen are the three major restaurants in Xiucheng. In order to ensure the viewing of the competition, the cooking stalls of these three families are arranged on the east, south and west sides of the square, so as to ensure that the people on each side of the square have great highlights. Qingxi and Master Zhao are lined up in the south. While waiting for the tofu to be delivered, Master Zhao chats with the nearby villagers in his heart. Qingxi listens quietly. Among the five rows of men with red faces, the young girl in blue dress is so slender and petite, like a beautiful little flower blooming from it.

"Miss, do it well, and give the manager Xu a sigh of relief!"

"Yes, yes, don't be stressed. You are still young. No matter what the result is, you will be good if you dare to stand here!"

In the small town in Jiangnan where they live and work in peace, most of the people are kind and simple. The people expressed their encouragement to the daughter of Xu Wangshan, whom they respected.

Qingxi just paid homage to her father yesterday, but now she has received so much kindness at once. Her eyes are red uncontrollably and cannot express her gratitude with her words. Qingxi takes two steps back and bows solemnly to the neighbors here.

The villagers replied with the warmest applause.

With applause, the people on the east and west sides of the square immediately looked south, including the judges and other chefs in the venue. Seeing Qingxi bowing thin figures, everyone guessed what was going on. They pity the Xu family who encountered the successive applauses, and those who supported other restaurants to win were indifferent and even despised Qingxi for deliberately pretending to be pitiful.

Mr. Luo looked around and saw that more applause and less ridiculed.

His heart sank. The so-called chef god competition is of course only judging from the level of cooking skills, but in today's special circumstances, will the judges be biased because of the people's hearts? Through the figures of his peers, Mr. Luo glanced at the judges' seat and saw the county magistrate in the middle facing the direction of Qingxi, nodding in unknown meaning.

Mr. Luo's eyes became heavier, but he had confidence in his cooking skills.

The tofu is distributed, the emcee beats the gong and the five-minute time starts.

The time for distribution of tofu was enough for the chefs to determine how they showed their skills, and Qingxi was no exception. As soon as the gong sounded, Qingxi split a piece of tofu and bent down with a kitchen knife in his hand and started busy. Everyone saw that the girl was cutting the knife very fast. The sharp blade inserted into the tenderest tofu, as if it was about to penetrate to the bottom, and suddenly lifted up in the middle.

He held his breath and focused, everyone forgot the time. Soon someone in the front row saw it first and whispered: "It's Lotus!"

Everyone looked at it again. In such a short time, the girl's first piece of tofu really took the shape of a lotus. In the crowd, there was a man wearing a dark long gown, wearing a black hat, a black hat, and sunglasses. He stood behind, but relying on his height advantage, the man saw the girl's performance clearly and discovered before everyone that Qingxi was not a lotus, but a lotus platform.

After cleaning up the tofu dregs, the first piece of tofu in Qingxi was quickly completed, and a lifelike lotus platform.

With the lotus platform, what she wants to carve the second piece of tofu is obvious.

The tofu was too delicate. Qingxi held the tofu in one hand and the knife in the other, with only tofu in her eyes. She was fully focused, and the onlookers were all tight, and she was sweating for the girl. Seeing that the second piece of tofu in Qingxi had revealed the prototype of Guanyin, no one in the crowd suddenly shouted sarcastically: "Xu Wangshan deserves to die!"

At the same moment, the old lady Xu, who was nervously watching her granddaughter carving, twitched her eyelids.

Qingxi's hand shook, the kitchen knife was unsteadily controlled, and the fragile tofu Guanyin broke in the waist.

Qingxi has a few seconds of stagnation.

The people outside the venue were shocked and sighed at first, and then became angry at the same time, yelling to find out the people who were deliberately making trouble. However, there were too many people in the square, and some people came and some left, and no one could tell who was the one who made trouble just now.

Gu Huaixiu, wearing a dark long gown, gave a wink at his subordinates.

The black-clothed subordinate immediately walked out through the crowd, blocking his waist with one hand so that he would not be hit by the gun on his body.

"Don't panic in Qingxi, there are three minutes left." When outsiders caught the thief, Old Mrs. Xu looked at her watch and calmly encouraged her granddaughter.

Qingxi looked at grandmother.

Old Mrs. Xu unexpectedly discovered that her granddaughter's clear almond eyes were shocked and angry, but she was not panicked.

Qingxi was indeed not panicked, because Qingxi was secretly prepared to deal with the accident before attending the Chef God Competition in Hangzhou. Under the shocked gaze of Old Mrs. Xu and the people, Qingxi held up a long strip of tofu with a kitchen knife and put it in the palm of his hand, and continued the Guanyin carving just now. It was at this moment that everyone realized that the girl cut the second piece of tofu into half at the beginning, not half was enough, but deliberately kept it just in case.

Such a young and steady daughter of the Xu family won a round of applause again.

A few seconds before the gong sounded for five minutes, Qingxi carefully put the tofu Guanyin in his hand in the center of the lotus platform.

After completing the last step, she breathed a sigh of relief. The people on the south side of the square also exhaled in unison. The sound was so obvious. Qingxi, who was still checking whether there was any problem with the tofu, raised her head and smiled at the faces of the neighbors who were full of concern. Qingxi smiled. The girl stood behind a Guanyin carved from tofu, and her smile was clean and pure. If there was really Guanyin in the world, how could she not protect her?

Qingxi is so beautiful that when you smile, the peony will lose its color.

The people were stunned. In this way, the man in the long garment turned around and left, standing out from the crowd.

Just half of her side face under her sunglasses, just a tall and cold figure. Qingxi knew that it was the man in her heart.

Gu Huaixiu actually came to see her match.

But, there are two games left, why did he leave?

Qingxi's disappointment just emerged when he saw Gu Huaixiu just changed places and stopped soon. I wonder if it was her illusion, but the man in the distance seemed to nod at her.

Qingxi also wanted to confirm, but when the excited voice of the third sister Yunxi came from her near, she said: "Sister, when you get home, you can do this for me!"

The greedy girl's baby is innocent and cute, which immediately caused a burst of kind laughter.

Ten judges were out of the scene and saw the skills of fifty chefs in turn. During the second round of the inspection, they would send out the red envelopes symbolizing the selection. Because ten people need to be selected in the first round, the judges' votes cannot be repeated. If a chef who the judge most likes has already received a red envelope, the judge can only vote for others instead.

Mr. Luo and Master Liu from the Crane Tower were selected.

Mr. Du and Master Qian, who are in the family of Fuman, were selected.

Qingxi, Master Zhao is located on the south side farthest from the judges' seat, and the last row. Seeing that only three judges are left, there are ten chefs in each row, Qingxi couldn't help but be nervous, his hands in his sleeves trembled slightly, and he had to try hard to pretend to be calm and calm on the surface.

The master in the same row received a red envelope with Wensi Tofu.

The last two red envelopes left are one in the hands of the county magistrate and the other in the hands of Mr. Daru Ren.

Old Mrs. Xu looked at Mr. Ren with confidence.

But to her surprise, Mr. Ren handed the red envelope to Master Zhao. Although Master Zhao was also from Xu Qingtang, it was...

"In ancient times, Mulan served as the army on behalf of her father, and now Qingxi participated in the competition. Who said that women are not as good as men? There is a female hero in Xiucheng!"

Before the old lady Xu's brows could be frowned, the county magistrate gave the Xu family a big surprise, and actually gave him his red envelope to Qingxi.

"Thank you!" Qingxi bowed excitedly.

The county magistrate helped him and waved to the people who applauded him, and then returned to the judges' seat with Mr. Ren.

At the end of the first round of the game, the venue layout will be readjusted, and the master of celebrating the break for ten minutes.

Old Mrs. Xu, Lin Wanyin, Yuxi and Yunxi immediately surrounded her great heroes.

"Sister is so awesome!" Yuxi hugged her elder sister proudly, and she was so admiring that she thought that her father forced her to learn cooking back then, but she couldn't learn it. Her sister was just watching and could actually be so skilled in just one year.

She hugged Qingxi's waist, Yunxi was short and hugged her elder sister's thigh anxiously.

"Okay, okay, your sister has to prepare for the next game, and act coquettishly when she goes home." Old Mrs. Xu pulled away the two young granddaughters who were in trouble and calmly explained the precautions for the next game. Xiucheng's chef god competition uses a set of rules every year, but the topic changes. The second game is to make a prescribed dish. Qingxi has the ability to cook, and Old Mrs. Xu mainly reminds her granddaughter of her mentality.

"Just like before, you are not panic, and you will be afraid of nothing." Looking at your granddaughter, Old Mrs. Xu said lovingly.

Qingxi nodded and saw that her grandmother had no other explanation, she looked at her mother.

Old Mrs. Xu pursed her lips and thought that today is the big day for her granddaughter, and she would not cause trouble for her granddaughter.

"What your grandmother said is definitely right. Don't worry Qingxi. You can do whatever you do at home and do it here." Lin Wanyin has no experience in participating in the competition. Apart from watching the competition, she couldn't help her daughter.

"Don't worry, I remember it all." Qingxi hugged her mother. Her mother's arms could give her the most physical strength, and psychologically...

Qingxi secretly glanced at the crowd, and the crowd was crowded. At this angle, she could only see the hat on Gu Huaixiu's head, but it was enough.

On the east side of the square, Mr. Luo avoided his relatives and friends who came to cheer for him, pulled his eldest son Luo Rong aside alone, and whispered: "Did you arrange that person?"

Luo Rong's eyes dodged and hesitated.

Mr. Luo was almost in love with his son. Last year, he dared to attack Xu Wangshan, and borrowed the name of train robbers revenge on the Xu family. He then offered to ban last year's Chef God Competition, so that no one would associate the fire of the Xu family with the Luo family. He was afraid that his eldest son would be confused. Before this competition, Mr. Luo repeatedly warned his son not to move, but his son disobeyed him. Now, now, the fool knows that someone in this city intends to obstruct Xu Qingtang from winning the championship!

"Dad, everyone ran away, no one saw it." After holding it in for a long time, Luo Rong finally spoke his argument.

The square was full of people and eyes, so Mr. Luo was inconvenient to say more, and finally warned his son: "Don't play any tricks in the next two games!"

Luo Rong looked at the location of the Xu family’s female family and reluctantly responded.

After ten minutes of rest, there were only ten pavilions left in the middle of the square, including chicken, duck, fish, meat, vegetables, eggs, and smoke.
Chapter completed!