Food: Random stalls, customers chase me all over the country

Chapter 421 - World Sweet and Sour Pork Competition (End)
"Where did you pick these old onions?"

This is a question in Stephen Chow's movies.

At this moment, Lu Xianchao was full of questions to Director Liu: "Where did you pick this tender onion?" Lu Xianchao felt that the onions he ate with soybean paste were much tenderer than this young man.

In the chef industry, people generally become more talented as they age, and it is rare for someone to become talented at a young age.

Lu Xianchao obviously lacked interest in the various varieties of sweet and sour pork that came later, including the one with a diameter of more than 1 meter.

They are not on the same level at all!

"Old Liu, you've eaten too much. You should share your food with the other contestants. I haven't tasted the flavor of this dish yet. Let me have a few more pieces to try."

"Old Li, don't go too far. You've already eaten three pieces. If you eat any more, will you still have room for the other contestants' dishes?"

"I, Old Li, am a big eater. Three pieces is no problem. I haven't had such amazing sweet and sour pork in a long time. I need a few more pieces!"

When Lu Xianchao heard this, he was shocked. He was only thinking about Lao Cong just now. How could he forget that the plate of meat was not specially prepared for him?
When I opened my eyes, I saw that almost nothing had been touched on the other dishes, except for the dish made with young green onions, which was more than half eaten.

"Hey, let go of that plate of pot dumplings!"

With a roar of anger in his heart, Lu Xianchao hurried over to join the battle.

The director was getting excited, snapping shots at the group. The host said with a smile, "Wow, it's clear the judges have a special liking for this traditional sweet and sour pork dish. They only briefly sampled the other contestants' creations, but this one had the judges practically fighting over it. Could it be that this dish and its creator will take home the gold medal this time?"

The camera switched from the judging panel back to the contestant panel. Most of the chefs were still working on their other works, and only a few had already started to clean up the kitchen utensils.

When the camera cut to Wang Fan, he was scrubbing a wok. The host excitedly introduced him, "This guy is probably the youngest contestant in this World Sweet and Sour Pork Contest, but don't underestimate him just because he's young. The traditional sweet and sour pork that the professional judges just fought over was made by this contestant. And he's probably the most popular and well-known contestant today. He even has a resounding nickname - The Strongest Wild Food Boss!"

When Director Liu invited Wang Fan to participate, the promotional event had already ended, and it was obviously too late to promote it further, but he would not miss the opportunity of today's live broadcast.

After all, besides prior publicity, isn’t there also subsequent fermentation?
Let the bullets fly for a while!
When most of the chefs have already started cleaning the pots and tidying up the stoves, the World Sweet and Sour Pork Competition is basically coming to an end.

After the volunteers report on the chefs' cleaning and tidying up of the stoves, several professional judges will comment and score based on the tasting results and finally decide the rankings.

There are many people who are full of confidence.

After all, there are many hotel chefs here, and some of them run their own small restaurants, whose main dish is sweet and sour pork, and they have been doing it for more than 20 years. Who can keep it going without some strength?
But a competition is a competition, and it is normal for some to be happy and some to be sad. As the rankings are announced one by one, those who are not selected in the end can only sigh in disappointment.

"Master Chen Mo from Liaoning Province won the third place, and Master Liu Qiang from Jilin Province won the second place."

Clearing his throat, Lu Xianchao solemnly announced, "The winner is... Master Wang Fan from Heilongjiang Province!"

Huge cheers suddenly filled the air. Second Uncle and Zhuo Qianqian kept shouting, dancing and waving at Wang Fan. Wang Fan smiled and waved back. Winning the championship was something to be happy about. Most of the people present knew Wang Fan, so when they heard he had won, they naturally cheered for him. Especially those who served as public judges, their cheers were particularly loud.

"It must be Boss Wang!"

"There's nothing wrong with this champion!"

"Boss Wang's cooking is delicious."

“Fair and just!”

The winners were so satisfied that they were smiling from ear to ear. Although this prize was just an ordinary medal and a worthless prize, once it was hung in the store it would become a living signboard and would definitely bring in considerable customer traffic.

Some people are still not satisfied with their rankings. Chef Liu Qiang is the head chef of a famous five-star hotel in Jilin Province. He came here aiming for the gold medal, but he didn't expect to only get a silver medal in the end.

What he couldn't understand the most was that the person who beat him was a young man who looked only in his 20s!

If he wasn't familiar with the judges, he would have really suspected that this young man was the son of one of them.

Lu Xianchao cleared his throat and said solemnly, "Some may disagree with this result, but I can responsibly say that this ranking is a unanimous decision made by our seven professional judges. The gold medal winner, Mr. Wang Fan, cooked his sweet and sour pork perfectly, whether in terms of cooking time, texture, or flavor. I'm sure the public judges will have no objections to this either."

"Although his flavor isn't as innovative as others, his perfect seasoning combination is unforgettable. Most importantly, his meticulous attention to detail and his dedication to every step truly put us judges to shame. So, this first place winner..."

After a pause, Lu Xianchao looked around and said solemnly, "Well-deserved!"

The host, Wang Cong, smiled and said, "Now, please invite our champion to come to the stage."

Wang Fan didn't know there was such a segment, but after going through this period of training, he was no longer as nervous as before, and walked towards the judges' seats.

Huge cheers rang out again, and Wang Fan smiled and waved to those who supported him.

Standing in front of the stage, enjoying the feeling of being the center of attention, I also felt a little proud.

Wang Cong, at 175cm tall and wearing high heels, didn't look short standing next to Wang Fan. She said with some surprise, "I didn't expect our champion to be so young and handsome. He's a rare candidate for a good husband who can handle both family matters. Could you tell me, Mr. Wang, if you have a partner?"

"Oh hoo..."

The spectators love gossip the most, and they are obviously excited at this moment. Some of those who think they are good-looking or handsome are already considering whether they can have a romantic relationship with Wang Fan.

Don’t ask why there are still handsome guys. The answer is that gays are the true love!
Wang Fan didn't have anything to hide. He wasn't one of those idol stars, so he had nothing to hide. He pointed to where his second uncle and Zhuo Qianqian were and said, "He has a girlfriend, and they're in a very good relationship."

(End of this chapter)