An eyeball shattered.

Of course, this is an exaggeration, but no analogy is enough to describe the strong cold air that blew through the venue.

On a wooden pallet, is a large bowl.

The key is not how beautiful the container is, but how delicate the container is, which packs a few balls of instant noodles.

That's right, instant noodles!

A total of 3 unsoaked noodles in the shape of a round cake are stacked in a bowl.

"Instant noodles ...... "fragrant"?"

This scene is thunderous enough.

Li Han, Tang Yuqiong, and Wu Yingying all stared at each other, full of incredible thoughts.

"Huh?!"

Zhu Qing just turned around and ran to the bottom of the field, panting and standing beside Zhao Tong, unexpectedly, the entire venue was instantly invaded by strong cold air, and everyone had an exaggerated expression as if they were evil, and their mouths opened and inhaled......

Seeing this scene, Zhu Qing couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, Zhu Qing looked up at the big screen of the broadcast scene, and then covered his face with his hands, "Oh my God, you can't play like this!"

"It's not good to choose the main ingredients, why is it instant noodles! What about your delicate and gorgeous cakes, can't you make pastries!" Zhu Qing covered his face.

The middle-aged master of ceremonies was in front of Xia Yu's kitchen counter, his eyebrows and eyes twitching.

Since Xia Yu directly asked him for the ingredients, the master of ceremonies was the first to know the truth.

"Hey—"

Mu Xiaoyue, the female judge, whispered to the emcee, and when she saw the emcee coming over, she couldn't help complaining: "Is this really his own request?

Mu Xiaoyue cast a deeply suspicious look at the master of ceremonies, and even a trace of annoyance in her eyes.

The master of ceremonies hurriedly waved his hand and said, "This is definitely Chef Xia's own request, we have no right to make decisions for the contestants!"

Yuan Lanzhi reluctantly withdrew her gaze from the No. 1 kitchen counter, relieved the emcee, and sighed: "All this is carried out in the camera, the official of the event only stipulates the scope of the topic, what kind of ingredients to choose, how to use the ingredients, the contestants themselves are responsible, he shouldn't mess around, right?"

The thin eyebrows wrinkled subconsciously, and the tone was not very sure.

"Hah!"

Laughter came from the middle.

The female man who served as the chief judge was in her seat and applauded, "Good, good!"

"I want to see how you can use ordinary instant noodles to cook dishes that meet your cooking level-" The female celebrity chef of the Yunmengze Chef Alliance shouted to Xia Yu, put her chin on her chin with both hands and mouthed directly to the microphone, and said neatly, "To be honest, the qualification standards for your works in my mind are very high, don't be delusional about passing the test like this!"

The smiling eyes were slightly narrowed, revealing a hint of danger.

"Ugly words ahead, if I eat any perfunctory and nonsensical taste, then I'm sorry, I will score according to the gap between your cooking level and the actual work, so there is a high probability of zero points!"

The female judges emphasized.

"Please rest assured of this!"

Xia Yu laughed at the judges' shouts, "Shouldn't it be the right attitude of a professional chef to be responsible for your cooking works at all times?"

"What's wrong with instant noodles!"

Xia Yu looked very serious in front of the camera, but he was complaining frantically in his heart.

Suspicion of instant noodles, that is to suspect the motherland's version of "Late Night Canteen", don't you see the three flower-like sisters in the TV series, who have been captured by Huang Lei's Laotan sauerkraut instant noodles, every time you enter the door, you will order a bowl of instant noodles to suppress the shock.

Delicious instant noodles, under the hands of highly skilled chefs, are still a lethal classic delicacy.

Ahem.

Back to business.

"Noodles are instant noodles, which can also be called instant noodles and doll noodles. ”

"I'm only going to use instant noodles as the main ingredient, and forget about the seasoning packets for instant noodles. I'm ashamed that my cooking skills are far inferior to Mr. Huang's, and I can't tear open a bag of instant noodles and put it in a bowl as a classic delicacy. ”

Xia Yu said to the camera.

Who is Mr. Huang?

The audience suddenly whispered, Wei An and Kong Chun glanced at each other, "Is there any senior surnamed Huang at the end of Dongying?"

Clang!

At this time, there was a reminder bell on the sidelines, and the master of ceremonies glanced at the No. 1 kitchen counter and said aloud: "The cooking session will end in an hour, please hurry up and submit your works to the judging table!"

There is no need to be reminded, in the picture, Xia Yu finally buried his head and began to cook.

First, take a clean pot, fill it with water, set it on the stove and light the fire.

This is boiling water.

There were a total of 100 players present, that is, there were 100 workbenches.

The scene of 100 people on the same stage is actually very neat, not as chaotic as the last round of thousands of people on the same stage, so Xia Yu's kitchen counter only has three things: instant noodles, mysterious bottled fat and mysterious mixed spice powder, compared with other tables full of dazzling ingredients, it is simply outrageously clean.

Moreover, corresponding to the simple ingredients, Xia Yu's cooking process is equally concise.

To the second stove, set up the pot.

However, this is a black Chinese wok, not a boiling pot with a metallic sheen in the sun.

"Woohoo ......"

Directly on a high heat, there is a trace of air distortion over the mouth of the pot.

"Have you started?"

The judges' seats, the guest seats, and the crowd of people in the dark under the stage all looked at the No. 1 kitchen counter.

"Look—"

Tang Yuqiong raised his finger to the grease bottle that Xia Yu picked up, and the camera gave the young man a close-up of his face in time, so the solemnity on his face naturally became noticed, "He's so careful, doesn't he say that the grease is not ordinary?"

"Unusual grease? Haha, I don't think there's anything else that can't be controlled with that guy's cooking skills......"

Li Han laughed when he heard this, and waved his hand.

The voice fell.

Rumble!

Like an earthquake, there was a sudden flame two or three meters high on the platform, roaring into the sky.

Li Han froze.

"Ottori ......"

There was a curse in the dead silence of the venue, which came from Kitchen No. 1.

Xia Yu took two steps back, his reaction was extremely fast, but he was still burned by the soaring flames, and his nose smelled the burnt smell of roasted pig hair.

The causes and consequences of the sudden fire are being repeatedly replayed by the live broadcast screen.

The young man held the oil bottle, and the mouth of the bottle was slightly tilted against the heated Chinese iron pot, and a drop of golden grease shining with luster fell in a straight line.

The next moment, the whole picture was a raging burst of rage.

The pillar of fire exploded suddenly, and it landed quickly.

It was only two or three seconds, and the No. 1 kitchen table returned to its normal state, but when the camera turned back to Xia Yu's face again, there was a burst of laughter at the scene.

"Hahahahaha......"

Li Han also laughed with the crowd and pointed to the young chef on the stage.

There are a few traces of black charcoal on his face, indicating that the cooking process of the fryer at this step is completely beyond Xia Yu's control.

"Something is wrong!"

Tang Yuqiong stiffened her face and muttered, "Looking at his reaction, it seems that he didn't expect the fryer?"

Xia Yu showed a self-confessed helpless look at the camera.

In fact, although this "Morse oil" has been systematically identified as his "resonance ingredient", there is no threshold for control, but once he got started, Xia Yu found that strangeness was strangeness, and he didn't make any sense. For example, one day there was a fiancée who was married when she was a baby, and she had never seen her before, so she would do something as soon as she came up, wouldn't she be 110 called the police.

However, it is not possible without "Morse oil".

Strictly speaking, "Morse Oil" is the treasure of the re-evolution of the spice formula of "The Pseudo-Whale", and the treasure was suddenly obtained, and it was not easy to seize the opportunity to see the dawn of hope for the perfect victory over Melk spice, how could Xia Yu give up lightly?

"Come again!"

"Boom!"

"How many more drops this time?"

"Boom!"

The No. 1 workbench, which was originally clean and tidy, successively produced a few more blow-up Chinese iron pots.

The unrecognizable pot is enough to show how wild and fierce the flame caused by "Morse oil" is.

"System, no, doesn't the data show that "Morse oil" is cool and light? How can a drop be like a gas stove fried!