readytorunbook Chapter 987 Pseudo-Perfect King-level Dishes
Chapter 987 Pseudo-Perfect King-level Dishes
At this moment, Zhang Dali had already started to deal with the flesh and blood, ignoring the interference from the outside world.
In the next second, the expressions of the judges were shocked, only to see that Zhang Dali had actually divided a large piece of flesh and blood into three parts, and he handled them in different ways.
"Huh? He wants...to make three dishes?"
One of the judges had a thoughtful look in his eyes, and when he thought about Zhang Dali's need for three workbenches, he guessed his intentions.
"Do you want to use this method to add points? But it's useless."
"It's a bit naive and a waste of my time."
The judges talked a lot, and they were all a bit unfavorable to Zhang Dali.
Because the main ingredients are the same kind of king's flesh and blood, no matter how you change the method, the effect of the dish will be the same, which is meaningless.
And the most important thing is that you can only choose one dish as your entry, and the other two dishes are just decorations.
The other nine players also looked over, but after just a glance, they were immersed in their own world again.
There was silence in the square, and the time passed by every minute.
Sure enough, Zhang Dali used the three workbenches and allocated his time to the extreme, as if three spiritual chefs were cooking.
Moreover, his movements are smooth and smooth, without any mistakes, and the whole person seems to be able to do a job with ease.
"The auxiliary ingredients used in each dish are different? But the main ingredient remains the same, it's useless..."
"But judging by his cooking skills, he can indeed be called the No.1 of the younger generation."
"If he participates in the next God of Cookery Cup, he will basically be the God of Cookery..."
The judges all looked at Zhang Dali and gave their own evaluations.
The time of the finals passed minute by minute,
The audience didn't feel bored at all, they all focused on the cooking process of the ten people, hoping to learn something from it.
With the sound of 'boom', the big pendulum clock stopped counting,
This also means that it is time for the final.
The ten people immediately stopped what they were doing, not daring to do anything against the rules.
"Whoo~"
Zhang Dali breathed a sigh of relief, his body was soaked in sweat, and his whole body was a little weak.
And in front of him, there was a plate half a meter small, with a lot of heat rising from it, making it hard to see the real appearance of the dish.
Boom!
He took the lid on the side and covered the dishes, also in order to maintain the perfect taste of the dishes.
The host announced loudly:
"The scoring has officially started! All contestants, please move forward in turn!"
No.1 is the king-level chef from Liberty Alliance: Alan Brown.
He carefully opened his dish, and an extremely rich aroma spread out, it was a dragon turtle soup like white jade.
"King-level high-grade..."
The first judge understood the quality of the dishes after a quick taste.
"Only a small part of the nutrition of the ingredients has passed away, and the bonus to the defensive contract spirit is not small. I will give it 95 points!"
The judges gave their own scores one after another, and finally fixed at 95 points...
Alan Brown sighed silently, obviously not very satisfied with the score.
But this is already the highest level of dishes he can cook.
The rest of the players stepped forward one by one and also got their own scores.
Even though they are all king-level spirit chefs, their hole cards are only king-level high-grade, only a difference of one or two points.
Until... the master of wood and earth comes on stage!
With a calm expression and a little pride in his eyes, he slowly lifted the lid.
I saw a bird burning with flames appear, its eyes were ice blue, but it was motionless, exuding the ultimate fragrance.
"Blue-eyed fire phoenix, please taste the judges!"
The master of civil engineering snapped his fingers, and the flame on the bird was extinguished, and it was time to taste it.
The judges looked at the master of civil engineering, and then began to taste with their chopsticks.
"Huh?! King-level pseudo-perfect?! I can give you 97 points for this level alone!"
"Really, there hasn't been a dish of this level for a long time!"
"Good! Good!"
The judges appreciated it without hesitation, and at the same time gave their own scores.
Although it is just a pseudo-perfect dish, it is enough to amaze the audience,
In the end, his score was fixed at 98 points, already surpassing all the previous players.
"Isn't it just pseudo-perfect? As for such a high score?"
Chen Shu's eyes were a little puzzled, and he muttered to himself.
"Brother Bandit, what is it called..."
Passers-by on the side quickly explained to him:
"The highest level in the world of spiritual chefs is king-level perfection, but this kind of dishes are hard to come by, and they basically don't appear on the God of Cookery Cup."
"why?"
Chen Shu asked, "Isn't the God of Cookery Cup the highest level competition in the world?"
"Spirit chefs who can cook king-level perfect dishes are basically people who have studied a dish for more than half their lives. Their age is already restricted and they cannot participate in the competition."
A passer-by said: "This also leads to the competition. The highest level is a pseudo-perfect dish, and it doesn't happen every time."
"Is that so..."
Chen Shu nodded, no wonder this guy dared to eat and drink in the food street, he really has two brushes...
Soon, it was the turn of the remaining spiritual chefs to step forward.
But with Master Civil Engineering's pseudo-perfect dishes in front, the other people's king-level dishes are really not enough.
In the end, the audience's eyes stayed on Zhang Dali.
The rest of the people are not very optimistic, but his fans still have expectations, thinking silently in their hearts:
Maybe he can really create miracles, just like the Nanjiang gangsters...
With a smile on his face, Zhang Dali stepped forward confidently and placed the dishes on the judges' table.
As he lifted the lid of the dish, a large amount of hot air gushed out instantly, accompanied by a shocking aroma.
After a while, the heat dissipated, revealing the appearance of the dishes.
"Ok?"
The judges were slightly taken aback, only to see a lifelike little dragon in front of them.
Xiaolong's eyes were full of energy, and the dragon's beard seemed to be shaking slightly. His whole head was looking at the sky, as if roaring angrily, and he couldn't tell it was a dead thing at all.
Zhang Dali smiled slightly and said, "Ice Thunder Dragon King, please judges to taste!"
The judges looked at each other, and then began to move their chopsticks carefully.
"It's a perfect dish again, and it's the king's ingredients. It's a well-deserved number one golden dish!"
There was admiration in one of the judges' eyes, but then he shook his head and sighed:
"It's a pity that it's just a golden dish...I can only give it 96 points!"
"The emperor is indeed the first example in history as an ingredient, but the only flaw is its grade. I also give it 96 points."
The judges gave scores one after another, but the highest was only 97 points.
Obviously, his final score could not be 98. Although it surpassed the rest of the spirit chefs, it was not as good as Master Mu Tu's pseudo-perfect dishes.
"Isn't that all right?"
Chen Shu frowned, with a little regret in his eyes.
Logically speaking, the golden king is stronger than the king-level lord,
But it's a pity that the ingredients can't affect the score, otherwise the God of Cookery Cup is to see whose banknote ability is stronger.
When the tenth judge gave his score, it was still only 96 points.
The audience at the scene has already calculated the final score, which is 96 points. I am afraid that the God of Cookery will miss it.
The host sighed silently and announced:
"Contestant Zhang Dali, the final score is..."