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"Anorexia? Oh my god, I'm not mistaken, it's too big for an anorexic to be a judge."

"That's right. How can someone with anorexia be the judge? It has to be so delicious that people with anorexia can eat it."

"This, this, this is really worthy of being the topic of the finals. Anorexic people are the judges, it's awesome."

Hearing the host's words, the people around spoke one after another, and everyone was a little stunned. Everyone never thought that the final judge would be an anorexic patient.

When I first heard about this question, everyone felt that this question was too simple, and it was just a test of taste. I had already passed the test during the regional selection competition, so why would I take the test again now?

But now everyone doesn’t think so at all. Using anorexic patients as judges and letting them taste the dishes made by Chen Ze and Ju Yingxiong is really too difficult. Patients all like it, and everyone finds it unimaginable, it is unimaginable.

"Patients with anorexia? Interesting." Ju Yingxiong muttered to himself and smiled after hearing the host's words in the competition venue.

And Chen Ze frowned. He had indeed thought of this topic, but the judges were anorexic patients, which he hadn't thought of at all.

"Patients with anorexia, this is not an ordinary judge. If you are a serious patient, no matter how good the dishes are, it is impossible for them to eat them. This is already a disease." Chen Ze Opening his mouth, he knew that even if it was an anorexic patient, the organizing committee of this competition would definitely not be able to use a deeply anorexic patient. This kind of patient has completely lost the need for food, and may even have lost their sense of taste.

This kind of judge, even if the God of Cookery came in person, it was useless at all.

Sure enough, the host continued: "Although they are patients with anorexia, they are not very deep, they are already pathological. Patients with shallow anorexia, although they are already anorexic, but if they are the best If it is delicious, it can still impress them. Next, let us invite these ten anorexic patients."

"it is as expected."

Hearing the host's words, Chen Ze muttered to himself.

One after another, ten anorexic patients came out of the hall and sat on the judging panel. Each of the ten of them is almost skinny, their eyes are not bright, and they are depressed. People can tell that they are anorexic patients at a glance.

Several of them were still yawning. Although there was a cooking competition between Chen Ze and Ju Yingxiong in front of them, they were not interested at all, and some of them even showed a trace of disgust in their eyes.

That wasn't a distaste for Chen Ze and Ju Yingxiong, but an almost instinctive dislike for food.

"It's really anorexic patients. Now it's interesting. Is it Chen Ze's dishes or Ju Yingxiong's dishes that will impress them?"

"Yeah, if you think about it carefully, this is really the ultimate question. If you can even impress these anorexic patients, then you are the real God of Cookery."

"Indeed, who is the real Chinese God of Cookery will be clear later."

After seeing the ten judges, the people around whispered, and each of them became extremely excited after understanding the topic of the final competition.

Many media reporters started snapping pictures of ten anorexic patients, and they all felt that the last question of the organizing committee was too creative.

"The time is three hours. There are no restrictions on the ingredients and cooking methods within three hours. Chen Ze and Ju Yingxiong can cook whatever dishes you are good at, and then serve them to the ten anorexic judges one by one. Whoever eats the most dishes in these three hours will be the final winner of this competition. Of course, since this time the competition is the Chinese God of Cookery,

Then there is another prerequisite, that is, all the dishes made must be typical representatives of Chinese cuisine. "The host spoke again.

"Now, the finals of the Chinese God of Cookery Competition officially begin."

Following the host's words, the competition officially began.

However, Chen Ze and Ju Yingxiong were not in a hurry to choose ingredients, but stood in place, thinking about the content of this competition.

"The test is about delicious food. Whoever can make these anorexic patients eat more food will be the winner this time. Then naturally, he must make the most delicious food." Chen Ze stood on the spot, silently Thinking about the topic this time, "And it is in the Chinese cuisine, so it is necessary to choose the most delicious dishes in the Chinese cuisine."

Chen Ze thought about it carefully. Chinese cuisines are actually extremely broad and profound. There are several different cuisines, and each cuisine has different types and tastes. From ancient times to the present, the taste of dishes is constantly changing. Some of these changes are getting better, while others are getting worse.

Therefore, there are so many dishes to choose from, Chen Ze didn't know which ones to choose for cooking. If it were Chen Ze in the past, he would actually not be able to cook many dishes, but now he is different. After the God of Cookery, he has basically mastered all the dishes of the eight major cuisines.

This is obviously beneficial to Chen Ze, but there are also disadvantages. If there are too many choices, it is impossible to know which one to choose.

"There are eight major cuisines in China. Each major cuisine corresponds to a different region, and naturally the people who like it are also different. Our Yucheng belongs to Zhejiang cuisine. If these ten anorexic patients are all from the vicinity of Yucheng, then naturally Zhejiang cuisine It’s the one that best suits their tastes, and Zhejiang cuisine is the best.” Chen Ze looked at the ten anorexic judges and began to think.

"But no, since this is the national finals of the Chinese God of Cookery, then these ten anorexic patients must come from all over the country. If this is the case, then it is impossible to guess their origins, and there is no way to cook specifically. .”

Chen Ze was thinking about this question, and he looked at the ten patients carefully, but he couldn't tell where the ten anorexic patients came from, so he scratched his hair desperately in anxiety.

"Exactly, which cuisine should I cook?"

Chen Ze thought in his heart.

"It's moving, Ju Yingxiong has already moved, he has already thought about the dishes he is going to cook."

"As expected of someone from the Yuchu family, he has thought about what dishes to serve to the ten anorexic judges so quickly."

"Look at the self-confidence on his face, it seems that he is very sure."

At this moment, a voice came over, causing Chen Ze to react. He quickly turned his head and saw Ju Yingxiong had stood up, with a smile and confidence on his face, walking towards the ingredients area.

"He, has he already thought about what to cook?"