Ten minutes ago, the three executives picked up their spoons and began to savor the two bowls of fried rice in front of them.

At first, they were a little careless, after all, no one had ever eaten fried rice, so naturally there was no novelty and expectation.

However, I have to say that the appearance of these two bowls of fried rice is really good, the rice grains are distinct, and the golden egg liquid is evenly wrapped on each grain of rice, making these two bowls of fried rice look like two bowls of golden grains.

As the most knowledgeable of the three executives, Ahn knows that this grade of fried rice is known as golden fried rice in China, and it is a superb skill that only experienced masters can have.

And whether it's Erina Nagikiri or a child's day at all, the two of them have this kind of craft that others have practiced for decades at such a young age, and I have to say that sometimes talent can really do whatever you want.

It's just that the two fried rice are too close to each other, and it is really impossible to tell whose dish is based on their appearance alone.

In order to prevent confusion, the three of them decided to review them one by one and eat the bowl on the left hand side first, which was Koshota's daytime cooking.

"Hmm......"

"Ah......h

"Hmmm......"

It was just a mouthful of rice, and before they could chew it carefully, the three of them let out an exclamation.

Their eyes lit up, and then they waved the spoons in their hands again, scrambling to destroy the fried rice in front of them.

To be honest, this time the plate used to hold the rice is very large, and the amount of fried rice on the plate is enough for three people to eat, but the amount of cooking used in the general competition is only imaginary, after all, the judges generally only eat one or two bites and then stop, and it is rare to see a jury eat all the works of the contestants.

After all, your judges are overwhelmed, so what should you do with other people's dishes after that, and you won't be able to judge it.

Well, that's usually the case, but it's obviously not the usual today.

A large plate of fried rice was quickly divided up by the three executives, and even when the plate was about to bottom out, there was an action scene between the three of them that was not inferior to the famous scene of grabbing buns.

These three executives have never eaten any delicacies from the mountains and seas, and the degree of evolution of the food cells in their bodies is naturally low, even if the direction of evolution of the three of them is biased towards the perception system, not the combat department, they are not combat specialists, but after all, the basic physical fitness is there, and in the previous life of any one who lost the night, they were all martial arts masters who could make headlines.

So the three white porcelain spoons flew up and down, clanging and clanging, but the fragile spoons were not broken at all, and the scene still felt like an action blockbuster.

And when the plate finally bottomed out, the three of them calmed down, and then fell into deep thought.

So what did they do just now, competing for that bite of rice in front of everyone, even if the rice is really fragrant, they shouldn't be so rude, really when they are food executives, don't lose face.

However, they really couldn't control themselves just now.

It's as if there is a magic in this fried rice, tempting them to keep swallowing it, and after that first bite, they have no other thoughts in their minds than to eat, eat hard, and eat desperately.

Even.....

If it weren't for the fact that there was only so much fried rice just now, the three of them suspected that they might be reluctant to stop eating until they died.

As soon as they thought of this, the three of them felt cold all over their bodies, and when they looked at the innocent little Zhengtai, there was a little more fear in their eyes.

As the middle and high-level of the food association, the level of the three of them can naturally barely know the ambiguous relationship between the association and the dark cuisine world, they have long heard of the evil nature of these dark cuisine people, for example, there are diners who are directly enslaved by a dish, willing to go bankrupt and just want to eat another bite, etc., once they still scoffed at such rumors, thinking that no matter how terrible it is, there will be no food that can control the diners, after all, it is people who eat food, not food who dominates people, and the relationship between primary and secondary cannot be reversed.

But now, their minds have changed, and this dark chef is really terrifying, and the devil knows what they just went through.

But think about the fried rice just now......

Well, even if I do it again, I really want to die, and I have to say these two words with a supported voice.

Oops, oh my god, it smells so good.

The rice is soft and glutinous, the egg liquid is smooth and attractive, the combination of rice and eggs itself is a wonderful match, the faint sweetness of the rice is fermented in the mouth, mixed with the deliciousness of the egg, the two are like the golden wind and jade dew when they meet, it is better than countless in the world, this simple and simple delicacy can hit people's hearts.

There are no special effects or anything, and there is no need for too much praise or anything, just one sentence of true fragrance is enough to praise this dish.

Well, it's fine, but the portion of the food is too small, and I still want to eat it.

The three of them couldn't help but think like this, and then Ann was suddenly startled, and Inswalter and Chamel were full of beats, but they were also quickly shaken.

Hell, they haven't even gotten rid of the effects of this fried rice, and they're almost addicted to it.

After realizing that something was wrong with them, the three of them looked at the empty plate again, and they were as afraid as a snake and scorpion, and pushed the plate far away, for fear of smelling the fragrance that remained on the plate again.

Just in case, the three of them resolutely picked up the spoon again, ready to dilute the addictive feeling with Erina Nagiri's dishes on the side.

............

In the audience, Xiao Zhengtai saw that the three judges ate their own food first, but they smiled confidently.

"Sister, it seems that the victory and defeat have been decided, and the three of them have fallen into my hungry ghost path. ”

As the most talented person among the younger generation in the dark culinary world, he naturally understood the heart of cooking early during the day.

And what he comprehended was the ancestral kitchen heart of the Bai family, the six realms of reincarnation.

Well, that's right, although the kitchen heart is actually random, based on the chef's life experience, personality and a series of other factors, but under some extremely special conditions, some kitchen hearts can be inherited in a special way.

For example, the bloodline inheritance of the Bai family, although the Bai family, which originated from the famous Chinese god of killing Bai Qi, went into decline with the collapse of the food dynasty of the first emperor through the ages, but according to the inheritance of the last dynasty obtained by the Bai family, one of the ancestors still sorted out six kinds of kitchen recipes, and he integrated the six kitchen recipes into one to cook a kind of inheritance cuisine called six reincarnations.

However, because it is a god-killing bloodline, it is generally easier for the Bai family to comprehend the most domineering Shura Dao, such as the grandfather during the day, the real Great Demon King of the Dark Cuisine World is the leader of this Dao, while only a few people can comprehend the other five Dao.

During the day, he is one of those few people, he comprehends the way of hungry ghosts among the six realms, the more he eats, the more hungry he becomes, the more hungry he wants to eat, and the diners are like hungry ghosts, and he will never stop until he dies of eating.

"Alas, but there's nothing to be happy about, I only have a hungry ghost, my cousin's pervert has already comprehended the two kinds of cooking hearts of heaven and humanity, I'm not as good as him. ”

Thinking of that cousin, I was suddenly depressed during the day, and I couldn't get excited.

It's just that, obviously, Xiao Zhengtai's mental activities, the blonde girl next to him didn't care, she just quietly waited for the judges' reaction.

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