Chapter 82 Chef King Competition

The location of the Chef King Competition is Fenglei Village by the West Lake.

As the name suggests, Fenglei Zhuang is a holiday resort, but he is not an ordinary resort. In the circle of the rich, Fenglei Zhuang's status in Hangzhou is like the Dragon Head Club in the magic capital, but it is similar to the purely commercial club of the Dragon Head Club. Compared with the clubhouse, Fengleizhuang is more simple.

Fenglei Zhuang has the best chefs in the country, and the decoration in the Zhuang is also retro, just like the ancient palace, any guest can get the most perfect service experience when entering it.

Of course, in such places, consumption is naturally not low.

Normally, even in the off-season of tourism, it would cost seven or eight thousand to stay in Fenglei Village for one night, and in the peak tourist season, it would cost tens of thousands of yuan.

This is only the accommodation fee. If you want to taste delicious food here, the consumption will be higher.

This time, Penguin Video chose this place as the location for the King of Chef competition, and it also covered Fenglei Zhuang for two whole days. This is not just a question of money. If there is no brother Ma behind this, Chen Lang will not believe it.

Driving into Fenglei Village with poison, because of the unique appearance of poison, it immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the parking lot.

Chen Lang stopped the car and got out of the car, and a attendant trotted over, confirmed Chen Lang's identity, and handed Chen Lang two invitations.

"Mr. Chen, there is a room card in the invitation letter. You can choose to live here for the past two days. Because of the special nature of this match, it will be broadcast live before and after the match except at night." The attendant whispered.

"Okay, I see."

Chen Lang nodded, opened the invitation letter and looked at it. One was an invitation letter from the judges, and the other was an invitation letter from the audience.

Handed the audience invitation letter to Xiao Xiaoai, and then Chen Lang followed the attendant to the inside of Fenglei Village.

The attendant picked up the walkie-talkie as he walked and said something.

Then, a group of staff appeared at the intersection with cameras in hand.

The live broadcast has started.

Chen Lang was a little stunned, he didn't expect it to come so quickly, and Xiao Xiaoai was a little unnatural.

"Anxiety, you have to experience things like appearing in the public eye!"

Chen Lang smiled at Xiao Xiaoai.

Xiao Xiaoai relaxed a lot after hearing the words, and nodded.

"Hello, Mr. Chen!"

A female staff member took over the position of the attendant, smiled at Chen Lang, and began to explain the rules to Chen Lang.

"Because of the importance attached to the competition by the Culinary Association and our Penguin Video, and because of the audience's expectations for the competition, this time the competition will be broadcast live by our Penguin Video. Presumably Mr. Chen has already obtained the invitation letter and room card. These two days If Mr. Chen has no important business, he can choose to live in Fenglei Village.

The rules of the game..."

The female staff's language was concise and powerful, and after a while, she informed Chen Lang of the various rules, explained the meaning clearly, and led Chen Lang to the guest room.

The guest room assigned to Chen Lang by the program group is one of the best rooms in Fenglei Village. It is located on the top floor of the most magnificent building in Fenglei Village, and the whole West Lake can be seen.

After entering the room, Chen Lang saw that the photographer was still shooting, and couldn't help asking the female staff, "Can I watch the live broadcast?"

The female staff member shook her head and said, "Because it's a competition, you can't watch the live broadcast and barrage based on the principle that the judges will not be influenced by the audience."

Qi!

Chen Lang twitched the corner of his mouth, raised his hand and pressed the start button of the super glasses, contacting the artificial intelligence Qiuqiu in his mind.

'Project the bullet screen and live broadcast after I entered the mirror onto the mirror. ’

'Yes, Master! ’

Qiuqiu responded with feedback, and then the lenses of the glasses that Chen Lang was wearing showed what he looked like when he entered the mirror.

The barrage is dense.

"There are more sub-shots, is another judge present?"

"Huh? You're quite young, which stubble is this?"

"I don't know, this Mao Mao looks familiar."

"..."

Seeing this, Chen Lang couldn't help but turn dark.

Call me a dick? I'm afraid you haven't died!

"It's Chen Lang, Chen Lang from the Second World. I didn't expect that President Chen also participated in the Chef King Competition and became a judge."

"Emmmm, it's him, is he qualified?"

"What's not enough? People are young and rich, and they have a net worth of tens of billions as much as us. Isn't it normal for him to be a judge?"

"Yes, rich and young, at least he must not be able to collect black money and mess around."

"Young people must have different tastes from the older generation. His participation in the show is considered a representative of our young people, right?"

"Yes, there are old, middle-aged and young people, so the rating is fair."

"..."

Um!

Even if you have eyesight.

Chen Lang was secretly happy, and then closed his glasses.

"When will the competition start?" Chen Lang asked.

The female staff did not notice that Chen Lang was secretly watching the barrage, and when she heard the inquiry, she quickly said: "Mr. Chen, the game is held at half past eleven, and there is still half an hour. You can go to the pavilion on the roof to drink tea and take a break. , our staff will come to inform you later."

"it is good!"

Chen Lang nodded. Naturally, Chen Lang knew about the pavilion on the roof. When he first entered the door, he was reminded that the pavilion on the roof was specially used for the distinguished guests on this floor to drink tea and watch the scenery.

Walking out of the quaint and low-key but really luxurious suite, Chen Lang entered the area where the pavilion on the top floor is located.

As soon as he stepped in, Chen Lang couldn't help but froze in place.

I saw two staff members carrying the cameras and recording live video of the pavilion, and under the pavilion, Lao Ma and Rebs were drinking tea and chatting.

Seeing Chen Lang, Lao Ma couldn't help but light up.

"Chen Lang, President Chen of the Second World?"

"Oh?" Rebs also turned his head in surprise.

Chen Lang stepped forward to shake hands with the two, and then sat down.

Lao Ma also poured a cup of tea for Chen Lang and said with a smile: "But I didn't expect that the third judge was actually you. I thought Brother Xiao Ma was going to come in person."

"Speaking of surprise, I am more surprised than you." Chen Lang smiled and said, "When I first got the invitation letter, I was wondering, Brother Xiao Ma asked me to participate in a cooking variety show? Did I make a mistake? But he said As soon as the two of you were named, I agreed right away.

Let's not talk about variety shows and not variety shows, you two are here, so how can I refuse? After I learned about it later, I found out that this show is really not easy, it is a feast for foodies. "

"Ha ha!"

Lao Ma smiled and said, "Yes, yes, a feast for foodies. If it weren't for this, how could Lao Lei and I come to support Brother Xiao Ma?"

"That's it. Brother Xiao Ma has tricked me many times over the years. If you invite me to another show, do you think I set up his stall in no time?"

Rebs also laughed.

The three of Chen Lang laughed, and at the back, the three photographers were sweating.

The boss's boss has been dissed. At this time, should you rush to help the boss's boss?