PFC Chapter 386: Eat one without saying a word
Chapter 386: Eat one without saying a word
"Then you go?" asked another technical judge.
Zhao Xiaojing was wondering why they were hesitant for so long about eating something as simple as eating sweet soup, but the other contestants around her burst into laughter.
“Hahahahahaha it’s not easy for the judges either!”
"It's all so messed up. If I can't identify the ingredients at first glance, I won't dare to touch them no matter how good they look!"
"Oh my god, will Bai Tao broadcast this part later? I'm so happy!"
"Hahaha, these weirdos can't make it to the finals and ruin Mango TV. It's my lifelong regret!"
"Don't say that! Don't say that! ..."
What happened? Zhao Xiaojing was the last to come out, and she listened to the conversations of those who came earlier than her in confusion. Could it be that something strange had happened before?
"Brother, what are you laughing at?" The man in the green shirt who came out earlier than Zhao Xiaojing had the same question. "They are so hesitant while eating noodles, is there anything funny?"
"Haha! You don't know, they are scared by the players in front of them!"
"What do you mean?" the man in green shirt gossiped.
"Just now... wait, wait, he's going to eat! I'll tell you later!" The eldest brother on the side was about to give some scientific explanation, but when he turned around and saw Da Zhuang in front of the screen nodded, picked up the tasting fork and was about to start eating, he quickly waved his hands and stared at the screen with full concentration and excitement on his face.
On the screen, Da Zhuang carefully picked up a gradient noodle from the edge of the bowl with a fork and put it into his own small paper cup for tasting. He seemed not to want to ruin the presentation of the dish, so he only picked up a noodle from the very edge. Unexpectedly, the noodle just got stuck between the two tines of the fork and slipped off the fork into the bowl.
"So slippery? Could it be vermicelli?" The person next to Dazhuang, who was wearing ordinary judge's clothes, asked a question.
"You have a very rich imagination." Da Zhuang glanced at him speechlessly. This time, he directly pierced the noodles with the teeth of the fork, picked up a noodle and put it into his mouth.
"Adazi noodles?" Da Zhuang's eyes lit up, and then he looked at the bowl, forked a piece of milk jelly from the bowl, and then taro paste, honey green beans, shaved ice, grapes, kiwi fruit...
The other judges on the side were watching anxiously, waiting for Da Zhuang's evaluation, but Da Zhuang said nothing and just started eating.
Another technical judge was the first to react. He immediately took a small paper cup, imitated Da Zhuang's method to fork the noodles, and then slurped it into his mouth.
"How's it going? Talking?"
"No, there's a mute drug in this noodle? Why don't they talk after eating it?"
"There must be something weird in these noodles. Don't move! Let me do it!" One of the ordinary judges rolled his eyes wildly.
As soon as this was said, everyone else reacted and started to grab the paper cups. The twelve paper cups were quickly snatched up. They gathered in a circle, eating the sugar water with their forks left and right, and were enjoying the meal.
"No, why are they all silent? Is this the legendary one eating and one not making a sound?"
"What did that handsome guy just say? Adazi noodles? Is there such a thing?"
"Help, they're really eating it? It's live, everyone, you're the judges!"
The audience in front of the screen watched the live broadcast with confusion and complained, waiting for the judges to speak with increasing curiosity.
Unfortunately, the twelve people didn't say a word. They just grabbed the food with their spoons and forks. The beautiful scene of mountains and flowing water in the bowls was quickly eaten up. Soon, even the shaved ice under the medium-sized soup bowl was gone.
"This……"
"This one……"
Several judges looked at each other, and when they saw the empty bottoms of their bowls, they remembered that this was a competition. They didn't know how to react as judges and ended up being food bloggers.
"This only means that action is the best persuasion. No matter how great the judges are, they will lose their say in front of top-notch delicacies." Da Zhuang looked at the camera and made amends without blushing or beating his heart.
"Yeah!"
"That's what it means!"
"That's it!"
A group of ordinary judges echoed this.
Da Zhuang pressed down the corners of his mouth, trying to cover the upward curve of his mouth. "Okay, okay, everyone has expressed their praise for this bowl of sweet soup with their actions. Now let me say a few more words. This work is undoubtedly very creative, beautiful and delicious, and it makes full use of time. You can see it from the reactions of the judges. But I believe that if we give this guy some more time, this amazing sweet soup will have better room for improvement. Of course, I'm not saying that this bowl is not good. What I mean is that being able to perform at this level within this period of time is already a peak in itself."
What a connoisseur! Not everyone can be a food blogger, Zhao Xiaojing secretly exclaimed.
As Da Zhuang said, this dessert is indeed not the most perfect version. On the contrary, in order to save time, some compromises were made in the processing of ingredients and the raw materials used. If there was enough time, the taste of this dessert would definitely be more extreme. But no matter what, this is already the best taste that can be presented in just one hour.
"The technical judges are really good. It's a good idea to invite them. The ten from Volkswagen are just a makeshift team."
"This person looks familiar to me. I feel like I've seen him somewhere before. Was he an internet celebrity?"
"Internet celebrity? Can an Internet celebrity be this good?"
"No, no, he's a store exploration blogger, and his videos are pretty good."
"Restaurant blogger? That means you've eaten a lot of food, no wonder! But nowadays some restaurant bloggers don't know how to do anything, they just take money and write nonsense."
"He's not. His videos are pretty good. He seems to have created a new account recently. Let me check it out for you!" The contestant in front of the screen immediately started to take out his phone. "Oh, no signal. I'll find it for you later when I go out! Sister, what's your phone number? I'll send it to you when I find it!"
Zhao Xiaojing raised her eyebrows and smiled secretly. She didn't expect Dazhuang to be so famous. He has fans among the contestants and they are quite persistent in promoting him.
"If everyone has no objection, then let's move on to the next dish?" After Da Zhuang finished his comments, the judges naturally agreed. Seeing that no one had anything else to say and there was still one last dish that had not been tasted, Da Zhuang took the initiative to propose it.
The judges immediately walked to the next dish, and the camera froze as well.
Zhao Xiaojing opened her eyes wide and moved forward. This plating... peacock?
The peacock in front of me was placed on a large flat plate. The middle part seemed to be some fried foods, arranged in an oval to make the peacock's body; the body was covered with five rows of diagonally cut cucumber and lemon slices, neatly covering it, imitating the peacock's feathers; and the head was made of carrots cut into an inverted C shape, with cucumber slices cut into a crown shape inserted on the top of the C, and two black beans were embedded on both sides to make eyes.
As for the tail, it was something that looked like a dyed pot brush. The base color was pink, but the top was colorful. It was placed flat on the plate, taking up almost half of the plate.
The contestants were confused at first, and then they all started laughing.