Chapter 909: Knife, Anything Can Be Knife
"I'm a doctor. It's normal for me to carry a scalpel with me, right?" A man in a white coat looked at the staff in front of him with dissatisfaction. Heath was standing behind him with Farfetch'd. Seeing this scene, Heath's mouth twitched. When he saw the man in the white coat just now, he thought that the other party was a medical staff at the competition site. Unexpectedly, he was a contestant. What he didn't expect was that this man actually wanted to bring a scalpel to the competition. This was really eye-opening.
"Sir, in the interest of fairness, all contestants can only use the kitchen utensils provided by the organizer." The staff member was helpless, but still explained. The man then put away his scalpel indignantly. This scalpel was his favorite to use when cooking. He didn't expect that he couldn't use it now. Besides, he also had some selfish motives of his own. It was naturally the easiest to cook with a scalpel. After all, this was a competition to test knife skills.
"If the scalpel doesn't work, then this one of mine won't work either?" A man muttered behind Heath. Heath turned his head and saw that the man was holding a machine with the words [High-pressure Water Jet Portable Version] written on it. Heath's mouth twitched. Wow, a high-pressure water jet is also a knife, right? Then can I use Arceus as a knife?
After the verification process which was full of complaints, Farfetch'd was taken to the assessment site. When Heath arrived at the site, he was stunned for a moment, because today's assessor was the same one as yesterday, and the other party was looking at him and Farfetch'd with a smile. Heath patted Farfetch'd on the head, encouraged Farfetch'd, and then stood aside waiting. He planned to see what Farfetch'd was going to do today. After all, Farfetch'd looked like the type who was confident today. Heath was still very curious about what dish Farfetch'd was going to make to show off his knife skills.
However, looking at the ingredients selected by Onion Duck, Heath's expression couldn't help but become strange, because Onion Duck selected a lot of ingredients, and he was the one who selected the most ingredients among all the contestants. Heath was stunned. Even some contestants next to him cast curious eyes. The photographer even came directly to Onion Duck, intending to see what this gimmicky contestant was going to do to show his cooking skills.
"Honey? What ?" A contestant not far from Heath looked at Farfetch'd curiously, and asked in surprise. Heath turned his head and saw that it was the infatuated girl from before, but at this moment her attention was focused on Farfetch'd, and her favorite male god could not attract her attention.
Heath narrowed his eyes. Honey can be used in cooking. Heath had taught Ducky about this before. However, honey is not very versatile, so honey is basically not kept in the kitchen.
Watching Onion Duck put the tofu skin into the pot and then turn it brown, an idea suddenly flashed through Heath's mind. He looked at the ingredients in Onion Duck's hand and immediately knew what Onion Duck was going to cook. It must be said that this was truly ingenious and a very thoughtful dish. Originally, Heath thought that Onion Duck would make a dish like Radish Phoenix King, after all, carving radish is also a display of knife skills, but he didn't expect Onion Duck to actually plan to do this.
"It's a sure thing." Heath immediately lost interest. Heath had already guessed It was precisely because he guessed it that Heath knew that Farfetch'd would definitely advance. There would be no problem with that, unless Farfetch'd failed. However, the possibility of Farfetch'd failed was not very high, so Heath turned his attention to other contestants. Although most of the people had been eliminated in the current competition, there were still some weirdos who were retained, including the chef who liked to cook with headphones on.
But the one that attracted the most attention was another one. The chef's outfit had nothing to do with being a chef. He looked more like someone performing a shaman dance. He didn't look like a chef at all. And now he was...
Shaman dance?
Heath was a little surprised, because the other party was really doing some magic dance, chanting something while dancing. Heath couldn't help but lean over to take a look. The other party was praying for some deceased cooking gods in the Pokémon world to possess her and help her cook. Heath broke out in a cold sweat, and this scene obviously attracted the attention of the photographers. Another group of photographers were recording the whole process, and it was obvious that the witch was getting more and more excited. She was dancing so hard that Heath wondered if she would have cramps or something.
"The world is so big, there are all kinds of strange things." Heath sighed, then turned his head and saw a dream cooking.
?
Heath rubbed his eyes. Oh, he was wrong. It was a chef wearing a dream suit cooking. Heath was a little speechless. Was this really a cooking competition instead of a scene to attract attention? Heath was really afraid that someone would come out and say what his dream was, then show his miserable family environment and childhood, and then tell his miserable story, so as to attract the sympathy of the judges. He had seen this routine too many times, and his inner compassion was almost consumed.
Heath used to feel sorry for the uncles and aunts who were still setting up their stalls at ten o'clock in the evening to sell the few remaining fruits in their stalls. Their pale hair and wrinkled faces made Heath feel very sympathetic, so Heath spent ninety-six yuan to buy all the remaining cherries. But when he went back and ate them, he found that they were all bitter and could not be eaten at all. From that time on, Heath no longer had any sympathy for those uncles and aunts who were still selling fruits late at night. After all, his pity was regarded as foolishness, which was somewhat unacceptable.
But to some extent this is also a tragedy. If people's compassion disappears in the end, how sad will the world become?
Heath shook his head. Fortunately, the world of Pokémon was still relatively normal, and there were no such misery competitions. Heath could still have fun watching how these imaginative chefs cooked.
On the other side, the staff around the Onion Duck all widened their eyes, because in front of them, a lifelike roast duck was slowly becoming complete, but the problem was that the Onion Duck had never held a duck before, it only held some vegetarian dishes!
There will be no problem in advancing, the staff are very sure of this.
