Chapter 1217:

However, after a quick analysis in her mind at the time, she felt that Mapo tofu is a Sichuan-Chongqing dish, and it is also a meal. It is a bit spicy and suitable for eating with rice. However, if you only taste the dishes, it seems that the taste is a bit irritating. After all, not everyone can eat spicy food.
In contrast, tomatoes and eggs seem to be more in line with the tastes of more people. Every household is so big in the country that they will cook scrambled eggs with tomatoes. This is the national dish.
Of course, cooking this dish is also risky, because every household can cook it, so it seems a bit more ordinary.
However, Mo Yanyang felt that in the first knockout match, using this tomato scrambled egg, it was completely possible to deal with it.
It's just that the fewer people in the later games, the more difficult it will be.
In this first game, count her as being lazy.
After the staff took the dishes away, Xiao Chu was a little nervous.
Mo Yanyang patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, there will be no problem."
Xiao Chu nodded...
At this time, a photographer carried a machine and took photos from them all the way.
The photographer saw Mo Yanyang, stopped for a few seconds subconsciously, and gave her a close-up of her face.
Most of the people who came to participate in the competition today were men, and there were really not many female chefs, especially... like Mo Yanyang, with such a good appearance, the photographer is also a pretty dog, so he took a few more seconds.
Mo Yanyang turned his head and glanced at the stands. Because she was too far away, she couldn't see Xie Xize, only knew his approximate location.
What Mo Yanyang was worried about now was that he didn't want the support group Xie Fengmian brought, and he would have a "surprise" for a while.
The results of the cooking competition are announced on the spot.
With dozens of judges, more than 300 dishes were placed on the long table in front of them. The scene was very spectacular.
Because there are too many dishes, after the time expires, the ones who have not stopped and the ones who are fried are eliminated. There are many left.
So dozens of judges were divided into groups. After all, it was impossible. Everyone would taste every dish, which was unrealistic.
In this kind of knockout, contestants have high or low levels, so the result is actually quite fast.
After the judges are selected, the staff counts the results...
This game will be eliminated directly. Half of the players have a high elimination rate.
All the participating chefs stood in their positions and did not move. The referees were busy with the selection. There were few spectators in the stands, and there were not many people. Mo Yanyang looked for a while, and probably guessed it. Xie Fengmian prepared it for him. Where is the support team of the People's Republic of China, because there are a lot of people working on that one, and they are neat.
Mo Yanyang prayed in his heart, don't make me ashamed, don't shout...
As time passed, some of the players waiting around could not help but start talking.
With a mess in his ears, Mo Yanyang found that Fu Congsu, 157 next to him, was very calm, standing there without changing his posture.
Mo Yanyang felt that this person seemed to have two brushes, which would not be the kind of round trip.
Mo Yanyang was young and good-looking, and some of the surrounding players talked to her.
The first forty pairs, chubby, seemingly like a potato, asked Mo Yanyang: "Little girl, is there any pressure to participate in the competition at such a young age?"
Mo Yanyang smiled, and said politely: "No, the important thing is to participate, whether you get promoted or not is not important, it's mainly for learning..."
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