Liu Ying's "Lantern Festival" is the most elegant among the seven identical dishes on the table.

What is the temperament of the dish?

Just like a person, he is very talented in his mind, and the temperament of the dishes is also exuded from the inside out. To be the simplest, humans are almost all visual animals. In this world where appearance is valued, if a chef can work hard on the "dish" and appearance of the dishes, he will be able to attract bees and butterflies as soon as possible.

However, at this moment, the seven Lantern Festival snacks on the table, in terms of appearance, are numbered 1, which is Liu Lan's work. A whole plate of red, green and green is full, and the color alone will blow up the contestants.

But everyone still stared at Liu Ying.

Including Liu Lan himself, his pupils were slightly shrunk and looked at the small porcelain basin number 7. The exquisite lanterns arranged neatly above the venue sprinkled with sad lights downwards, so the clear soup in the basin was sparkling. In the flash, Liu Lan saw the faint golden chips that flashed through his vision before!

It was not just Liu Lan, but the riots were heard in the venue:

"Did you see it? Did you see it?"

"Why is the white and fat Lantern Festival surrounded by golden colors in that basin? What exactly is in the soup?"

Ye Feizhou, Old Lady Liu, and a group of Liu elders had left the seat and stood around the reviewing station, pointing at the basin number 7 one by one.

Old Mrs. Liu held a crutch in one hand and a beard in the other hand. He watched this Lantern Festival dessert close to the distance of less than ten centimeters.

“No filling?”

He asked suddenly.

Liu Ying looked at a group of people standing across the table, and was so nervous that she stirred her hands, lowered her head and whispered: "Yes, yes!"

"Please give me a spoon"

Ye Feizhou said warmly to her. Liu Ying bit her lip and lowered her head to hand out a metal spoon on her side. The camera turned to Ye Feizhou. The disciple of the Heavenly King held the spoon and stirred it up in the ceramic basin!

Wow!

Wow!

The calm soup noodles were broken by ripples. The white and fat Lantern Festivals were suddenly covered with a veil of golden light under the clear soup.

The four seats were silent.

When people went to see the basin, the white Lantern Festival suddenly turned into gold ingots at the bottom of the water.

Ye Feizhou took a breath, shook his hand, and stopped the movement of holding the spoon.

A large colorless and invisible net was shrouding him...

The air became heavy, as if it was because of too many pastries and delicacies. At this moment, his taste was vented. Many flavors were mixed, and the air flow made a heavy buzzing sound. Ye Feizhou heard it and his face changed drastically. He thought to himself what kind of taste net was this. He just took a faint mouthful and his head exploded.

Too much information is coming!

“Um…”

He couldn't help but take a bowl and a spoon. As he was like a hungry ghost, Ye Feizhou swallowed a Lantern Festival directly and chewed it in big mouthfuls.

Dong!

It was like a big hammer, hitting the depths of the stomach bag.

It's obviously just a lantern.

However, his tongue seemed to taste all the delicious noodles in the world such as ramen, pasta, udon and other delicious noodles in one breath, and directly lying in the standard Ge You lying in his mouth, slumping in his mouth, confused!

"This taste is a fantasy ingredient!" Ye Feizhou was shocked.

Next is a strange scene.

A group of judges who were qualified to eat were put down the bowl and spoon, and were unwilling to take a second bite.

Seeing this, the venue was booing, and the female host Qi Qingyan handed the microphone to Ye Feizhou, who was the first to wake up, and asked curiously: "Stop after taking a spoonful. This means that you have a very bad sense of the work of contestant Liu Ying, No. 7?"

"No!"

Ye Feizhou looked at the camera, and his face was closely reflected in the broadcast screen, which seemed rigorous. "On the contrary, my evaluation of the work of contestant No. 7 is"

"excellent!"

ah.

The boo turned into a scream.

Qi Qingyan said in surprise: "Why?"

"yes……"

Words were blocked by a riot.

At the entrance of the venue, a group of industry authorities in suits and ties came in. The leader was dressed as a chef, with a white upper body and a pair of black cloth pants. Wei Zhong held the kitchen hat in his hand, his body straightened, and walked straight to the stage!

"Hmm?" Tang Yuqiong, who was watching the selection with millions of viewers in the live broadcast room, frowned, "Is this Wei Zhong? How did he dress up like a cooking?"

Wei Zhong!

Zhu Qing subconsciously reacted that he turned his head to look at the boy beside him.

Uh, the boy who had been sitting upright with his legs raised before instantly removed his legs, his feet straightened, and his entire upper body leaned forward slightly in the seat. The boy only had the candidate King of Noodles in his eyes, and the eyes on the opposite side were unaware of it.

An excitement suddenly appeared on his face.

And, the dazzling and dangerous light in the eyes.

Zhu Qing couldn't help but whisper: "This kid treats others as prey!"

"Here you come!"

Jingchu, Baiyun Pavilion, and Huang He sat in front of the TV.

Imperial capital.

Zhu Ji also put down a volume of ancient recipes in his hand, looked up at the screen on the wall of the study, and cast a slightly gloomy look.

In the same big city, an old courtyard house, Xia Qing and Yan Qi, the old gay friends, were sitting cross-legged on the futon in a tea room. Yan Qi saw Wei Zhong suddenly breaking into the camera, and the neatly dressed in Wei Zhong smiled: "It's coming in full force!"

Xia Qing's face was rather strange.

"Does this Wei Zhong know that he was one step slower?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Qi burst into laughter, "If that old guy Lan Fengxian had notified us, we would have probably never expected that the boy who had been on the defensive and was passive everywhere would come to visit the seniors in Shu first and ask him to preside over a food halberd."

"Brother Xia, do you still remember the tone of Lan Fengxian's phone call that day? He was completely frightened, hahahaha!"

Xia Qing couldn't help laughing when she remembered the call she received that day.

Who is Lan Fengxian? Among the old monsters, the other one is the Thousand-Faced Fox, but it is such an old fox that was frightened by his grandson. Xia Qing remembers the trembling tone on the phone.

I think that boy really scared the old senior.

Yan Qi stopped laughing and his eyes moved to a sword hanging on the wall of the tea room.

"How sharp this sword is, it still needs to be drawn out and asked others to take a closer look."

"Then..." Xia Qing said low and slowly, "Draw the sword!"

Feitian Pavilion.

Wei Zhong suddenly took the stage and brought a group of people. The audience was in a state of great momentum and saw some signs of something wrong.

What's wrong with this?

The female host Qi Qingyan rashly appeared on Wei Zhong and interrupted the selection process. Her senses were quite bad. Such a disrespectful behavior should not happen to a candidate noodle king who is well-known in the food industry. She frowned and reminded: "Chef Wei, now is the ranking stage of Liu's selection. Since you are not qualified to score, please sit in the guest seat!"

Wei Zhong just glanced at the female host and ignored it.
Chapter completed!