New York, Chinatown.
Chrysanthemum House.
The First—God of Cookery Championship!
Onstage, the host held a microphone and kept working up the atmosphere, introducing the audience to each chef's background and the dishes they had so carefully prepared.
"Everyone, please take a look. This is a famous chef from Hell's Kitchen—Mr. Hunter.
Mr. Hunter is forty-five this year and comes from Ireland. His most famous dish, 'Hell Fried Chicken,' has won endless praise from children as young as six to old ladies as old as a hundred and twenty.
I've even heard that Mr. Hunter plans to open his 101st chain store this year. Mr. Hunter, may I ask if that's true?"
"That's right. I do indeed have that plan."
Sticking out his big belly, Mr. Hunter waved to the crowd.
He had improved his dish today and specially launched a Hell Fried Chicken Tofu. He was sure it would blow everyone's minds.
Offstage, his six-year-old daughter screamed excitedly, practically about to faint.
Sensing the "fiery" mood in the venue, the host hurriedly wrapped up the topic.
"All right. What kind of dish will he bring us today? Let us wait and see."
Thud—
Eight points.
After a brief taste, the three judges unanimously gave him eight points.
This was also the highest score in the entire venue so far.
Mr. Hunter felt a little pleased with himself, but he soon realized the atmosphere in the venue was off.
Those people's gazes didn't linger on him for even half a second before swiftly shifting to the two contestants in the center of the arena.
With a red headscarf tied over his deep-blue long hair, wearing white long sleeves under a red vest, Liu Maoxing, the head of Chrysanthemum House, strode out with one hand raised, carrying a wooden box.
"Please enjoy."