My Annoying Chef's
Chapter 13

Cooking time has begun. All the contestants seemed seriously struggling with kitchen utensils, as well as the ingredients they took from the pantry.

Loka walked around each bench as usual, even with Alia and Andrew, they monitored each participant who this time was left to be creative with their own mainstay cuisine. Some are busy cutting meat, washing fish, peeling onions, cutting tomatoes, and sauteing seasonings.

"Hello Chef?" One of them greeted, as Loka stopped right in front of him.

"Hemm, .. What are you cooking?" Loka immediately asked, with a serious face as usual.

"Fried rice sambal kecombrang, Chef!" Said.

Loka was silent for a moment, she imagined how it would feel like kecombrang fried rice. Before he finally looked at the busy contestant.

"Combrang fried rice? How's that?"

"Eeee, .. so I'm rich making that sambal kecombrang. Cayenne pepper, shallots, garlic, tomatoes, in love with a little candlenut and slices of flower kecombrang, I continue to puree, then on stir-fry and after no new smell in the input of the rice."

Loka looked squinted at.

This made the contestant wrong. At first he acted confidently, suddenly his guts shrunk just from looking at the gaze from Loka.

"Where? Yummy?" The man asked.

The contestant smiled, without answering a word.

"Eeeee, .. New Chef idea. Never cooked." He said with a shy smile.

Looking up, the astonished expression was clear the man immediately showed. Especially when Loka did not find any animals or anything like that to complete the mass of the contestant.

"You've never cooked it? Never tried it either? But dare to take this cuisine to the gallery? For me, Chef Andrew and Chef Alia?" Loka looked at him sharply.

"How dare you!" The loka smiled obliquely.

"Hopefully Chef!" He was trying to encourage himself.

"So you want to tell me we're still so innocent? Don't want to give vegetables like fish or what?" The lake with ketus.

The player patted his head hard.

"Jeez, so focused is the same, I forgot." He's monologuing.

Then ran towards the pantry, where all the cooking ingredients were there.

He put both hands in his pants pocket, then went back to monitor the other participants. And for some reason, his attention was drawn to Andrew, who was currently standing beside Farah's bench, blowing something inside the spoon that Farah had given him.

"Please test the flavor, Chef!" Farah smiled sweetly.

Andrew's expression looked a little different. There was a restrained smile, and Farah hoped it was good news.

"What are you cooking?" Loka suddenly asked.

Somehow it felt like it could not bear to keep trying to be indifferent from Farah. Moreover, her appearance today looks so beautiful.

The bamboo is on two sides, with braids on each side. Wearing a light blue striped shirt, which he left several buttons on the top open, so that a necklace coiled around the neckline was clearly visible. Combined with leggings and sports shoes.

Looks tomboyish, but does not remove the charm of beauty from the girl herself.

"I want to make that kind of cow, Chef!" Farah seemed busy.

He continued to stir the rice in the pot, not forgetting several times checking the oven, where his beef was roasted in there.

Loka stared at her co-worker silently. And something was disturbing in the chest there, a little dislike, but he was confused what made the feeling appear.

"Not just anyone! Comprang here should be the main condiment." Loka quips.

"He already knows!" Andrew defending.

"This patch will be united later with the cow sei. If other participants make sambal just to match, .. Farah just put it all together."

Loka stared at a medium-sized bowl. Where there is a subtle spice in it, with a very beautiful color.

Without asking much Loka grabbed a spoon, and intended to try something that Andrew tried.

The right salty, guring that is not excessive, spicy, with a aroma of kecombrang that is so concentrated.

The look on Loka's face changed immediately. Just like Andrew showed me. Because indeed, what Loka tried, has an extraordinary blend of flavors.

"Emmm, .. not bad!!" Said Loka while sniffing her shoulders.

"May you go forward, and rise to be a winner." Andrew spoke again, but he did not finally leave.

That only left Loka and Farah alone.

"Try to explain the dish you are going to give me and my two colleagues!" On pleasantries.

Farah turned the stove button, until it made the object die, when Farah felt her rice was perfectly cooked, with the level of maturity she wanted. Not too hard, and not too soft.

"So I went to Chef Andrew, Chef!"

"Ck!" Mendelik. "I also want to hear, so that everything is not wrong."

Farah looked at Loka for a moment.

"So how? Is this plain rice or is it amazing rice? Which do you mix with the other condiments?"

"No, Chef. Just a regular rice pen, .. continue later the cow's sei I smoke a little using charcoal, in pieces, and then put together with the sauce." Obviously Farah.

"I want to make a salad too. There's lettuce, tomatoes, same corn, .. later I'll give you the feeling of lemon to let it fresh, and a little mayonnaise."

Loka nodded.

"Sounds good."

"Hopefully, Chef." Reply Farah.

"When is the beef in the smoke? Why haven't you prepared the charcoal yet? It has to be burned first! At least prepare from now, so you can manage your time well." Suddenly he became very attentive.

"Jeez, Ouch, .. Chef Loka anyway! I forgot because Chef kept wondering!" Celtap Farah.

He immediately ran to the other side of the studio to bring charcoal and a burnt place. Do not forget a small aluminum bowl to hold the hope of the charcoal itself.

"Ish you weirdo! Why are there contestants like him? Just watch out, .. I won't let the girl get away with it easily. Even if it's good to eat, I won't make him bigger!" Mumbled Loka, then she rejoined her two comrades with a feeling of annoyance.

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