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Chapter 223 God of Cooking Competition

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    Song Haotian frowned slightly. He was the god of cooking in the entire cultivation world back then. He was not very interested in this low-level cooking competition.

    The big cute eyes looked at Cao Yanran: "Mom, what is the God of Cooking?"

    "He is the one who cooks the best food."

    "Then Daddy is the God of Cooking." The little guy turned back to look at Song Haotian, "Daddy, you want to participate. Tuantuan wants Daddy to be the God of Cooking."

    "Daddy, makecooking is themost delicious."

    The two little guys looked at their father expectantly. In their minds, their father was the most powerful, so he should naturally be the God of Cooking.

    Liu Zimei glanced at Song Haotian charmingly: "Brother, you can participate. As long as you can help Xiaomei win the title of God of Cooking, the three of us sisters will accompany you together."

    "Bah, a dog can't spit out ivory from its mouth."

    Although she really hoped that Song Haotian could help her, Lin Meichen still spat at her best friend, her cheeks as red as a ripe apple.

    "Hey, Xiaomei, I mean when my little brother becomes the God of Cooking, the three of us will have a celebratory drink with him."

    Having said this, Liu Zimei looked at Lin Meichen with a strange look on her face, "What are you thinking about? Could it be"

    Lin Meichen immediately realized that she had fallen into the pit again, reached out and pinched her best friend's waist, and the two of them giggled.

    "Daddy, tell me quickly, do you want to participate?"

    The two little guys looked at Song Haotian expectantly.

    "Well, dad will go get you a chef."

    Song Haotian didn¡¯t want to disappoint his daughter, so he finally agreed.

    "Okay, Daddy is the best, Daddy is the God of Cooking!"

    The two little guys like the food cooked by their father the most. In their eyes, as long as their father agrees, he is already a cooking god.

    The same is true for Lin Meichen and the other three. In their opinion, as long as Song Haotian is willing to participate, there is no suspense at all. The first place must be his.

    ¡°I¡¯ll go tell dad and make him happy too.¡±

    Lin Meichen said as she took out her cell phone and started calling Lin Zhan.

    In fact, during the phone call just now, Lin Zhan had already expressed his intention to ask his daughter to ask Song Haotian to take action. After all, Shi Weitian did not want to lose in this Master of Chef competition.

    Under the current situation, Zhiweizhai and Busi Shu both hired experts, and their strength was far superior to his.

    At this time, it was too late to invite anyone, so we could only place all our hopes on Song Haotian.

    ¡°That¡¯s what he said, but Lin Meichen was a little shy and didn¡¯t say it directly.

    ¡°Great, as long as Mr. Song takes action, we at Shiweitian can still win the title of God of Cooking this time.¡±

    Lin Zhan was extremely excited when he heard the news. Although Song Haotian was not the chef of their restaurant, he represented Shiweitian in the competition, and the reputation he gained in the end naturally belonged to the participating parties.

    As for whether he could win the final victory, he never considered it. How could a master chef like Mr. Song lose?

    Early the next morning, Lin Meichen, Liu Zimei, and Cao Yanran got up early and began to dress up carefully.

    The three of them were originally very good-looking, and after being carefully dressed up, they were even more beautiful than anyone could look at.

    Song Haotian was a little surprised: "I said what are you doing? You are participating in a cooking competition, why are you dressed so beautifully?"

    Liu Zimei chuckled: "Brother, you don't understand this. We are your group of relatives and friends, and we must suppress them in terms of momentum."

    Cao Yanran said: "Of course, you will be the god of cooking from now on. We can't lose face for you when we are around you."

    "Isn't it beautiful and delicious? We can be considered a head start."

    In a good mood, Lin Meichen also made a rare joke.

    "Mom, Mama, we also want to look pretty."

    The two little guys became excited when they heard it. First they combed their hair into beautiful braids, and then they found the most beautiful princess dress and wore it.

    In the end, Song Haotian went out accompanied by five beauties, three big, two small, and five, and embarked on the journey of the God of Cooking competition.

    Shiweitianda Restaurant, although the entire restaurant is closed to the public today, it is very lively because Jiangnan City¡¯s three-year Master of Cooking Competition will be held here.

    The location of the Master of Chef Competition is set at the banquet hall on the top floor of Shiweitian Restaurant. Although the time for the competition has not come yet, it is enough.?The hall that can accommodate thousands of people is already full.

    The vast majority of people who come to watch the MasterChef Competition are people in the catering industry, and there are also some media reporters who come here to capture news topics.

    People from the three major restaurants came here early with their teams and made preparations in advance.

    Forty to fifty square meters of space were cleared in the banquet hall. Three stoves were prepared on the east, west and south sides, with all kinds of seasonings and kitchen utensils on them, which were prepared for the participating chefs.

    To the north is the judges' seat. There are three seats in total. Sitting there is an old man in his sixties, a middle-aged man in his forties and a beautiful woman in her thirties.

    Seeing that the game was approaching, people from the three major restaurants were taking their seats.

    A middle-aged man in his forties wearing a straight suit walked up to the front desk. He was Du Yu, the president of the Jiangnan Food Association.

    He has served as a judge in previous MasterChef competitions, but this time it is different. The level of the judges has been improved, and he has guest-starred as the host.

    ¡°Dear friends, welcome to participate in our Master of Kitchen Competition¡±

    After making a simple opening statement, he looked at the judges' seat behind him: "Before the competition, let me first introduce to you the judges of our MasterChef competition."

    "This is Mr. Bai Ziping, the food critic of the Michelin restaurant."

    As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man in his forties waved to everyone.

    "Mr. Zheng Hongfang, President of Xuanyuan Food Association."

    The sixty-year-old man greeted everyone with a smile.

    "The last one is Ms. He Xiaoqian, the top chef of the Great Wall Restaurant in the Imperial Capital."

    The beautiful woman waved to everyone, and everyone present was amazed.

    I didn¡¯t expect that at such a young age, I could become a top chef at the Great Wall Restaurant, which is the only seven-star hotel in the imperial capital.

    After the introduction of the judges, everyone's passion was immediately ignited. You must know that the weight of these three judges is much heavier than every year. If you pick any one, they will be big names in the catering industry.

    ¡°The judges have finished introducing us, now let¡¯s introduce the contestants of our MasterChef competition.

    After many rounds of screening, our final winners were Shiweitian Restaurant, Busi Shu and Zhiweizhai Restaurant. Let¡¯s invite the contestants from the three major restaurants to enter.  "

    As soon as Du Yu finished speaking, the stadium immediately burst into warm applause, and all major groups of relatives and friends cheered even more.

    The first one to enter was Busi Shu Restaurant, and they sent three contestants.

    The leader is a middle-aged man in his 40s. Many people have seen him in previous trials. He was invited from a five-star restaurant in the imperial capital, top chef Huang Yuanqing.

    As the saying goes, there is no real person under great reputation, and it was precisely because of his outstanding performance that Bu Si Shu and Zhi Weizhai tied for first place in the preliminaries with the same results.

    On the left of Huang Yuanqing is Zhou Liguo, the head chef before Bu Si Shu, and on the right is his son Zhou Ting.

    According to the regulations of the God of Cooking competition, there is no limit to the number of chefs sent by the participating parties, but in the end there is only one dish, and only one person can win the title of God of Cooking.

    It can be said that the combination of these three people is extremely powerful, and many people regard it as the strongest contender for the championship of this competition.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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