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Chapter 159 The beef that can kill the chef

I saw a candidate who was eager to succeed, or maybe he was in a hurry to be the first to serve.

While other candidates were still thinking, he had already picked up a serrated meat hammer and was about to start.

Duang!

There was a loud bang.

First Blood!

Maybe he was too anxious and exerted too much force, and the meat hammer hit the rock beef and bounced back directly, hitting his forehead!

This person was instantly killed by Iron Beef on the spot.

He was hit by the forehead by a meat hammer, and blood flowed out of his forehead on the spot. He fell to the ground with a swaying and soft swaying.

I don’t know if I was prepared, but as soon as the examiner called me, the medical staff arrived immediately and carried the poor child’s shoes that were killed by beef out of the field with a stretcher.

Making a cooking almost killed someone, and the exam was almost interrupted at one point.

"What a quarrel! He just had a concussion and was not dead! Who is whispering to each other, immediately disqualify the exam and expelled from the examination room!"

At Powell's warning, the working class dressed like a white-collar worker immediately stood up from the judges' seat and shouted.

The examiner's majesty made the examination room quiet instantly.

The opportunity only once a year is, and some candidates are in their forties and fifties, and no one is willing to give up because of such trivial matters.

So the exam started again.

But this time, no candidate chose to use physical means to conquer this damn rock beef.

"No wonder we were given four hours. We just calculated that it needed a lot of pickling time."

The candidate next to Qian Chen muttered in a low voice.

Time passed by minute by minute, and 15 minutes passed soon.

What can soften the meat and how to use it to match marinade is not a problem for these ten-star chefs.

After a period of thinking, almost all the chefs started marinating beef, including Qian Chen.

They cannot waste time. With the hardness and toughness of this rock beef, the marination time will never be less than three hours.

In other words, it is less than an hour to really cook.

Qian Chen added honey and lime juice to the marinade, as well as some spices.

The recipe he chose was steak.

This is also the most confident approach he has experienced practical tests.

It is also one of the best choices to maximize the flavor of the whole piece of beef.

He was not idle during the marinating process and started making steak sauce.

He chose ingredients such as sausage mushrooms, black truffles, etc. He melted a piece of butter in a hot pan, then poured in the ingredients cut into pieces, and after the strong aroma was stir-fried, add a large spoonful of beef bones to make soup.

Other chefs were also busy with their own affairs. For a moment, the entire examination room was covered by the sound of a collision between a kitchen knife and a chopping board, and the sound of a collision between a spoon and a pot.

Sitting in the judges' seat, the super chef named Hirakawa, dressed like a white-collar worker, told Powell beside him.

"Teacher Steve, this year's candidates all look good."

Unexpectedly, this person has this kind of relationship with Powell, the chef of Lin, who is the chief examiner.

However, the other special chefs seem to be used to it.

Powell's eyes were as tall as a falcon, scanning the examination room from a high point, and nodding silently, admitting his opinion.

Hirakawa Yu then stretched out a finger and pointed it in the direction opposite the reviewing table.

"Especially the genius of the Sijing Longtai, a younger generation of the Sijing family, is said to have no less talent than that of the gods."

Powell's gaze followed his fingers and raised his eyelids, observing the movements of Sijing Longtai with a nearly scrutiny look.

After a long time, he nodded.

"The basic skills are very solid, and the creativity is a little bit short of that. At his age, it's good."

Powell was so proud of his words, but his evaluation came to the forefront, and other special chefs focused their attention on Sijing Longtai.

After observing for a while, they nodded in praise.

The Sijing Longtai, who was watched by several examiners, was not nervous at all. He still calmly cooked the piece of rock beef in his hand with aristocratic elegance.

Just this is the psychological quality that is really good.

After Hirakawa's throwing bricks and jade, the bored examiners sitting on the reviewing table bet on the candidates below. This observation indeed revealed a lot of talents.

Of course, I have also discovered many mediocre talents.

Especially Himeko Chidao, she jumped and deliberately ran down the review table, came to the candidates' side, and watched the candidates' cooking up close.

The examiner was staring at it so closely, and the clothes of Chidaki Himeko were very exposed, and the two buttons on the collar were not buttoned, revealing a large area of ​​whiteness and deep ravines.

Several male candidates who were eager to show themselves made mistakes and directly messed up the qualification examination.

"Teacher, do you need to stop her?"

Hirakawa Yukawa approached Powell's ear and whispered.

Powell shook his head coldly.

"No, the chef starts cooking and is entering the battlefield. He can't even stand this and is not worthy of being a special chef."

Broz and an African-American examiner nodded slightly, obviously agreeing with his statement.

At this time, Chidao Himeko gathered with Qian Chen and supported her hands on the kitchen counter.

As she moved, the angle of the neckline opened became larger, the weapon became more fierce, and the temptation increased exponentially.

"Little brother Qian Chen, we meet again. Do you still remember your sister?"

Chidao Himeko said with a smile on her face.

Qian Chen turned a deaf ear and was only concerned about doing his own thing.

Chidao Himeko stayed by his side for a while, with a hint of anger in her eyes.

"Tsk~!" He turned around and left.

Soon there was only an hour left before the end of the meal.

At this time, most of the beef of the candidates had been basically marinated and they were ready to enter the final cooking stage.

Qian Chen is naturally no exception.

But he didn't notice that someone had already set his sights on him.

Four-well Longtai glanced at him without hesitation.

The yellow-haired gangster who happened to be assigned a kitchen counter next to Qian Chen nodded understandingly.

Sprinkle a handful of salt on the sauce you prepared.

Then pick up the sauce and trip forward on purpose.

"Ah! I fell down, be careful."

With his extremely exaggerated acting skills, a large plate of sauces with excessive salt was covered with all the freshly marinated steak Qian Chen had!

The just-pickled steak was ruined now.

Qian Chen clenched his fists suddenly and grabbed his collar.

"You did it on purpose!"

At this time, the examiners also noticed the abnormalities here and walked over.

After retrieving the on-site surveillance, Powell pointed directly at the yellow-haired gangster.

"Your grades have been cancelled, get out now!"

"snort!"

The yellow-haired sneered indifferently on his face and slapped Qian Chen's palm open.

"Boy, how about my gift! It's okay, you will come out soon, I'll wait for you outside, bye bye!"

As he said that, he waved his hand and left with a cool look on his face.

Not far away, Sijing Longtai's mouth raised slightly, and an arrogant smile appeared in his eyes.
Chapter completed!
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