"Are you done?" Lin Jingming said to Jiang Yang.

The other judges looked at Lin Jingming, wondering why he asked like this. Generally speaking, if you make it with a close digit, you can taste it or not. It depends on the judges' determination.

There are hundreds of dishes they taste in a day, which is a huge burden on their tongues. So they didn't plan to taste them like Jiangyang.

There must be unfair aspects in the second-level chef exam. Many times, it is actually based on luck. For example, the judge happens to like that dish, so he can pass it by relaxing.

But there is no quantitative standard for cooking. Unlike some other majors, there are standard answers and strict exams. Different cooking skills are different, and everyone has different definitions of cooking skills and different tastes. It is hard to say that you can set a standard for cooking skills.

To give a very simple example, if you use the standards set by Sichuan cuisine to measure Cantonese cuisine, it will definitely not work.

But no matter how ever-changing the cooking skills are, they are actually the king of taste in the end. Therefore, this is a barely fair chef-level exam.

Because the chefs who come here will try to be fair and evaluate a dish from a more comprehensive perspective. Although personal preferences will still affect it.

"It's done." Jiang Yang replied. He didn't know the twists and turns here, and he thought Lin Jingming was a routine.

"Then you bring it up and I'll try it." Lin Jingming said.

The other judges looked at Lin Jingming in surprise again, and actually asked on their own initiative, and wanted to try it. Could it be that this young man had something to do with Lin Jingming?

Thinking of this, the judges didn't say anything. When encountering such a thing, everyone would turn a blind eye to each other. Who can guarantee that they will not do this in the future? After all, today's society is a nepotism society, and it is normal to have some selfishness.

Jiang Yang brought the prepared dishes, Lin Jingming was full of expectations. He had nothing to do with Jiang Yang, he was purely curious.

The dishes are covered with lids, adding a layer of mystery.

Jiang Yang lifted the lid and a stream of hot air swept over, forming a white mist evaporated upwards. The heat dissipated, and Lin Jingming gently moved his nose, without much fragrance.

Did it fail? Lin Jingming couldn't help but think.

The judges waited until the heat dissipated before they could see the dishes clearly. This was actually - tofu!

That's right, it's just tofu, which is the same as the tofu sold on the street. There is no seasoning on the tofu, and pieces of white white jade-marble are neatly built together, like a child making a prank.

The judges couldn't help but frown. This was too perfunctory. If it weren't for the heat when the lid was opened, they would have thought the tofu was not cooked at all.

Even if you are perfunctory, you should add some chopped green onion and some sauce? Just bring this tofu to treat other candidates as blind?

Thinking of this, several judges looked at Lin Jingming with some sympathy. It was enough to have such a boss.

Lin Jingming didn't look at them. He was just confused. When he was observing Jiang Yang's cooking earlier, he clearly saw a lot of seasonings, so why didn't he see any of them now?

"Do you just eat like this? No other requirements?" Lin Jingming asked. It makes sense for him to ask this. Some dishes have unique ways to eat, and only by using specific ways to eat can you eat the most complete delicacy.

"No, just eat like this." Jiang Yang said.

Lin Jingming nodded and picked up a piece of tofu with chopsticks. The tofu was trembling on the chopsticks. Lin Jingming slowly put the tofu into his mouth and gently bite the tofu with his teeth.

Suddenly, Lin Jingming opened his eyes wide, as if he had encountered something unbelievable. He had just bitten open the tofu and a boiling sauce flowed out of it.

After chewing it carefully, Lin Jingming swallowed. "Huh~" he breathed a long sigh.

"What's the name of this dish?" Lin Jingming asked.

"I don't have a name yet." Jiang Yang replied.

"Well, did you create it yourself?" Lin Jingming asked out the doubts in his heart.

"It's not considered self-created either. I borrowed the creativity of the tofu box and peeing beef balls, so it shouldn't be considered self-created." Jiang Yang scratched his head and said.

"Think, why don't you count! Learning is not plagiarism." Lin Jingming said, feeling in his heart, the next wave of the Yangtze River pushes the previous wave!

"Ahem, Lao Lin, it's almost done." The chef who had a good relationship with Lin Jingming reminded. It means that it's almost done. Don't say it later, you won't be able to come to Taiwan.

Lin Jingming was stunned, then understood what his friend meant. He shook his head helplessly and said, "Everyone, you can tell if you try it."

The chef was also stunned. Could it be that this tofu is really a mystery? But no matter how you look at it, it is just ordinary tofu.

However, he knew Lin Jingming's character, and he would not lie in such matters.

So he couldn't help but be curious, so he picked up a chopstick and put it in his mouth. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he stood there motionless.

When the other judges saw it, OK, one performance is not enough, and it still takes two people to act. But let alone, the performances of these two people are perfect. It is a pity if they don’t become actors.

"Cough cough, Lao Lin, Lao Fu, please rate it quickly." A judge reminded him twice.

It means that you two are enough, hurry up and score it.

After swallowing it, Lao Fu said slowly, "Don't you try it?"

"What's wrong with you, Lao Fu?" someone asked, meaning that this dish really has some mystery?

"You can try it yourself." Lao Fu said.

The man didn't want to taste it, but now when he heard Lao Fu say this, he felt like he was scratching his head and itchy. So he couldn't help but taste the chopsticks and was stunned.

Look at me and I look at you. Could it be that this tofu is really delicious? One can be said to be a show, two can be said to be a collusion, but three...it makes people a little suspicious.

So the judges also tasted the tofu, but they all stood there in a daze.

There was not much tofu in one plate, so the judges were divided into two pieces.

"Huh~"

"Huh~"

...

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and it was rare to taste such delicious food, and they were almost crying happily.

As a chef, he actually eats more strictly. Even a little more ordinary food will not make them feel delicious. He is like this on weekdays, let alone come here to be a judge.

Some of the dishes cooked by candidates are simply unsatisfactory, and most of them are barely tempted. They are not delicious at all. The tongue has been destroyed for so long, and the pursuit of deliciousness is even stronger. Suddenly eating the dishes cooked by Jiangyang can be considered delicious. The tongue magnifies this deliciousness and makes people feel happy.

The principle is probably the same as when you go to a very smelly toilet and come out, and suddenly you feel that the air outside the toilet is so fresh.

The judges looked at each other, and finally Lin Jingming said, "The tofu is smooth and smooth, with a hint of sweetness. The sauce inside is spicy and fresh, and it is mixed with the tofu outside in the mouth, as if it is finished cooking for the second time. The taste of the tofu and the taste of the sauce inside are combined to form a brand new flavor. This is the first time I have eaten such tofu dishes, which has to be said to be amazing."

Jiang Yang smiled. He was really embarrassed when others praised him like this.
Chapter completed!