"Of course, the final work completed within the specified time is considered qualified. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" she concluded, "I hope you all have a good harvest this time." ”

After the following ingredients were also distributed, Qinglian nodded to the assistant on the side, signaling the start of the game, and then the assistant reversed the direction of a crystal funnel placed at the front of the arena to indicate the start of the timer.

The ingredients for egg fried rice are very simple, eggs, rice, cooking oil, and salt.

Xia Ami checked the ingredients sent to her, and after confirming that they were correct, she beat the egg yolk and egg white separately into a porcelain bowl, and beat the egg yolk with an even speed of stirring up and down, so that the egg flakes would be evenly matched when wrapping the rice. Egg whites, on the other hand, are not needed.

Taking advantage of the gap between beating eggs, Xia Ami looked up at the person beside him, a man in his twenties, who had already begun to cook, he gave birth to a cluster of milky white flames in the palm of one hand, directly wrapped the eggs, and the other hand was a pale pink flame wrapped in rice, and the ingredients wrapped in the flame not only did not burn into black charcoal instantly, but leisurely sprinkled a burst of unique aroma.

Next to the man, there was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, who was also controlling the ingredients with both hands at this time, but she seemed to be a water attribute talent, and the ingredients were frozen in her hands, and even her hands were under the influence of the power of the water attribute illusion, forming a thin layer of frost.

With a 'chuckle' in her heart, Xia Ami felt that something was out of her control. The cooking methods of these two people were completely beyond her cognition, and she was confused: could it be that the cooking methods of this world were completely different from what she knew?

She looked at the other side without giving up, this is a girl, fire attribute, it is time to finish the work, I saw that she slowly fused the ingredients wrapped in the flame in her hands, because the temperature of the food in the second middle school was different, so that a layer of fine sweat appeared on her forehead, suddenly, 'poof', the ingredients in her hands were burned clean by her flame, the girl sighed discouragedly, and picked up the second ingredient.

At this time, in a row of boxes upstairs, you can see the situation in each arena from the window.

Ye Xiuhe and several other high-ranking officials from the Demon Chef Royal Association came over from another box, and said, "Qinglian just said that there is an interesting little guy in the Yellow Character Venue, you can also take a look." ”

"Qinglian's girl has always had a good eye, I don't know who she found this time. The one who spoke was a bald old man with a red face and rosacea, his eyes were also bloodshot, and when he spoke, he was drunk, obviously a drunkard.

Suddenly, he patted the top of his head, as if he remembered something terrible, "I remember, the old man of the Flowing Cloud Sect, Shuangye, told me yesterday that he had a little friend who also came to participate in the competition, what is it called...... What's beautiful...... Qinglian girl can't be talking about her, right?" scratching her head, I really can't remember.

Ye Xiu was interested and asked, "What is the name of Shuangye's little friend?"

The bald old man pouted suddenly, and said angrily, "I can't remember it!" and muttered in a low voice, "Fortunately, Qinglian girl is not here, otherwise it will be noisy again!"

As they spoke, a few people arrived in the private room, and they didn't have the heart to sit down and talk in detail, so they all gathered around the bed.

Qinglian heard that the teacher had come to observe, so she hurriedly went upstairs and pointed to Xia Ami and introduced to everyone: "It's that girl, she doesn't seem to know how to cook." ”