Under the watchful eyes of several people, several service staff carried basins of food filled with dark brown liquid in front of the take-away table and placed them in front of a rather conspicuous machine.

"That's...tea egg?"

Although there was a distance, Kong Lingshan could immediately tell what it was based on the elegant aroma of tea leaves and the vaguely seen eggshells floating on the water.

Although it's morning now, it's been a while since breakfast. Isn't it a waste of time to bring something like this out?

But what was unexpected was that a few people actually came forward, intending to exchange the gourmet rolls in their hands for a few tea eggs.

"this..."

The scene in front of him could only make him speechless again. It would be better to say that the contestants who make these things may be smarter and more in line with the public than the judges.

However, after those guests passed by, the service staff did not directly hand over the dishes they selected to them. Instead, they led them to a steel machine.

The glass screen above showed pictures they had never seen before, causing several customers to scratch their heads.

Looking around, there are dozens of identical machines throughout the venue, and I don't know what they are used for.

Beside the wall, Keqing leaned on a pillar and observed the orderly people in the venue.

"Thank you for your hard work."

"Nothing, just work."

In response to the girl's gratitude, the woman leaning against the wall waved her hand and didn't care.

Seeing the people in the venue becoming increasingly lively, Nanli subconsciously wanted to take out the cigarettes in his trouser pocket.

But halfway through, he remembered that this was a school, so he could only smile helplessly and put his hands behind his back.

"So what are those things used for?"

Although the female teacher had brought in all those steel machines that looked exactly the same, she really didn't know much about those things.

I saw people stuffing the gourmet coupons given to them by the service staff upon entry into the machine. After a buzzing sound, the service staff behind them handed the dishes to the guests present.

It seems that the machine plays a role in identification.

But wouldn't this be unnecessary? It would be better if the waiter just collected the bill. It would be like taking off his pants and farting.

"I heard that it was a new type of appliance imported from Fontaine. In order to advertise to us, they donated dozens of them for free. Anyway, they looked pretty good, so I agreed."

Keqing's clear eyes didn't seem like she was lying, but Nanli saw a different meaning in it.

The female teacher tilted her head indifferently, not intending to go into details.

She stretched, and the hot curves of her body were clearly exposed in front of Keqing. How could the little girl who was not yet fully developed see this? Keqing's eyes twitched and she moved her gaze away without leaving any trace.

"Ah, I've been busy all morning and I have to find something delicious. By the way, is drinking allowed here?"

"Teacher, this is a school after all, we don't provide alcohol."

The female teacher's remarks without regard to her identity left Keqing speechless.

This woman really has no self-consciousness at all.

While the two were chatting, the food of the contestants in the venue was gradually served.

However, as a vanguard, the quality of these dishes is not particularly good, and it is easy to see traces of labor shortage.

For example, the preserved eggs in the preserved egg and lean meat porridge are not cut very neatly, and some are large and some are small, which affects the taste. The fried ones there also seem too hasty, and there is a slight difference in size.

But generally speaking, the first batch of dishes served were breakfast items. I don’t know which contestants were so in tune with each other that they made so many homemade dishes together.

But there were still some people who had not eaten breakfast who came forward with gourmet coupons in exchange for some food. Both parties gained something, both the customers and the players.

Compared with the bustling venue, the kitchen was even more lively.

Of course it's literally in full swing.

The stove fire in front of him billowed out thick smoke, which made Bai Qiyun unable to open his eyes.

It's not just his family. The surrounding pot steam filled the entire greenhouse with thick white smoke. Especially the contestants who chose Sichuan cuisine. The soaring spiciness mixed with the oil smoke was so choking that people couldn't open their eyes.

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"Cough...cough."

In order to prevent his cough from affecting the cooking, Bai Qiyun even buried his head under his body and kept coughing with his head lowered.

Are these guys really okay?

"Brother Qiyun, are you okay?"

The boy's slightly unusual movements attracted Xiang Ling's attention. She put down the kitchen utensils in her hands and patted the boy's back to help him breathe more freely.

"much better."

Looking at the prepared shrimps in front of him, Bai Qiyun washed his forehead with water and forced himself to stay in a highly awake state.

After nodding towards Xiang Ling and indicating that he had no problem, Bai Qiyun stood in front of the stove again.

The ferocious stove fire spits out tongues of fire, making people feel depressing.

Compared with the environment in my own restaurant, the stuffy heat and suffocating smoke are secondary. The most important thing is the inexplicable temperature in the entire greenhouse.

Only Xiangling, a holder of the Eye of Fire God, can regulate her body temperature, allowing her to continue to exert her full strength in such a harsh environment.

But others were completely unable to resist the heat brought by the thick smoke. The greenhouse standing in the autumn wind was like a large steamer, wrapping all the contestants.

As time goes by, the competition among the players in the field becomes more intense, and the physical test that the players undergo becomes more severe.

"Huh...ha..."

Although the movements of his hands did not stop, the sweat on his forehead could not stop falling, sliding down the young man's eyebrows and falling on his cheeks, breaking into small pools of tears.

Heat the pot and heat oil.

The smoke in front of me became thicker.

Bai Qiyun squinted his eyes and relied on the steps in his memory to cook with subconscious body movements.

Every turn of the wrist is like a rigorous machine, tightly coupled and extremely precise.

Even though he had no vision, even if his consciousness was slightly blurred, Bai Qiyun still completed this braised prawn dish extremely smoothly.

The color is light red and shiny, and each prawn has a flower-like back, lying quietly on the plate.

After sorting the plates at hand, Bai Qiyun pressed the notification bell.

Not long after, a team of masked waiters lined up and came in to take away Bai Qiyun's dishes.

These guys are already prepared...

Looking at the people wearing what looked like gas masks, Bai Qiyun couldn't help but sigh.

It seems that this situation was indeed anticipated by the competition team.

And if this situation continues like this, these players will fall into a meaningless involution.

Is there any way to change the situation on the field?
Chapter completed!