Xiao Can's little heart hasn't been stolen for the time being, but it's beating faster and faster.

There are only two factors that make a man's heart beat faster: cheating and lying are exposed, and the young lady slowly strips.

However, the reason for Xiao Can's chicken movement is the third one.

In the early morning of the next day, the young ladies were dressed in unusual rules, and everyone had an encouraging smile on their faces, looking at Xiao Can who was dressed in white with affection.

Du Sanniang thoughtfully tidied up his sleeves for him, and said: "Can'er, today is the first battle of the 'No. 1 Cooking Competition in the World', and on behalf of the majority of sisters, I wish you victory and a good look." ”

The girls smiled and said, "Fragrant rooster, always strive for the first!" ”

Xiao Can didn't expect that he would become a chicken one day, and sighed helplessly: "Sanniang, I am a seeded player, and I will directly enter the next round, so I don't have to play today." ”

"Say it earlier, let's be busy early in the morning. Anyway, they're all up, let Yue'er and Rouge give you a massage. No, what did you call the massage last time? ”

Du Sanniang pondered for a moment, and suddenly snapped her fingers: "Big sword!" Bao Jianfeng comes out of the grinding force, the chrysanthemum fragrance comes from the bitterness, Sanniang's memory is good? ”

"Smack, smack, smack!"

Xiao Can applauded in admiration and said, "Completely correct." But although I don't have to fight, I still want to go and see, know myself and the enemy, and be invincible. ”

Du Sanniang frowned and said, "What belt?" ”

Xiao Can sighed and waved goodbye happily.

If you explain what "Sun Tzu's Art of War" is from the beginning, I am afraid that Du Sanniang, who is curious about knowledge, will continue to dig into the root of the problem - may I ask Mr. Xiao, is there a "Grandpa's Art of War"?

Gangnam Hall is a long-established brand in Dima City.

This unique restaurant with Jiangnan characteristics has been completed at the beginning of Daxing Dima. Gray tiles and white walls, carved cornices, clear water embracing greenery, nine-curved corridors, make people feel like they are in a water town.

As the host of the first competition of the Western Regions of the World's No. 1 Cooking Competition, Jiangnan Hall attracted a large number of lively audiences. The huge hall has already been equipped with boilers and kitchen utensils, and the square hall can accommodate twenty chefs competing at the same time.

At this time, the lobby was already crowded with people, but unfortunately most people could only see the excitement through the doors and windows, and the only people who were really lucky enough to see the celebrity chef were the people sitting on the 36 chairs in the room.

Among the 36 people, seven of them, like Xiao Can, successfully won the promotion place, and they didn't have to fight for today's game.

The sun is blazing.

An old man shook his head and rambled on a bunch of nonsense, until someone threw in a broken shoe, and then Goldman Sachs had no choice but to announce -

"The first round of the world's first cooking competition in the Western Regions has officially begun!"

With a call to the call, twenty chefs took the lead.

Disappointingly, for the first time in history, the event was open to all, and the chefs were of mixed skill. There are swaggers and deceivers, there are family cooks, and there are even people who burn the dishes. However, over time, there are also many chefs who have unique skills that make people shine. In particular, the chefs from remote tribes use clay pots as utensils for cooking, some use man-eating scorpions unique to the desert as ingredients, and some bring their own secret spices, which is breathtaking.

Compared with the cooking techniques of the Central Plains chefs, the chefs of the Western Regions are richer in terms of the choice of ingredients and skills, and Xiao Can has been inspired by them.

"Uhhh

The fourth round had just ended, and the painful screams of the goats outside the house attracted everyone's attention. I saw a black-faced man cut off a leg of mutton alive, and blood splattered all over his body, as if killing a god.

The man's eyes were as cold as a knife, and when he heard the announcement of the fifth round of the game, he held a bundle of dead branches in his left hand and dragged the bloody leg of lamb into the infield with his right hand.

The onlookers were all photographed by his momentum, and gave way to a spacious passage.

Xiao Can vaguely remembered that this cold-faced man was the one who secretly provoked on the day of registration. Perhaps he is indeed outstanding in cooking, but the cruel way of selecting ingredients makes people have a great impression of it.

The man glanced at Xiao Can from the corner of his drooping eyes, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and slowly stretched out a thumb up, and then fell down, full of irony.

"Round 5 begins!"

As the old man lit the incense, all the cooks bowed their heads and began to cook for fear of running out of time.

"In Lower Bailon."

Byron spit out a few words unhurriedly, and then slowly closed his gaze. To everyone's surprise, he actually sat on the floor, and he didn't plan to use the prepared kitchen utensils at all.

He used a few pieces of wood to build a shelf, stacked the dead branches in an orderly manner in the center of the shelf, and borrowed two charcoal fires to support the burning. After a while, after a few soft "crackles", orange-red flames burned in a row.

The indescribable aroma of pine pervades the air, and it is clear that the fire is not as simple as ordinary branches. After doing all this, he pulled out a black dagger and expertly removed the wool. Wait until the leg of lamb is only flesh and bones, and then put it on the shelf prepared in advance.

Grilled leg of lamb!

Understanding the dishes he was going to cook, many Western Regions chefs looked disdainful. This dish is not a chef, even ordinary people can make it, and there is no skill or difficulty at all.

No matter how simple the dish is, different people can cook it to make different tastes.

Xiao Can sneered in his heart. Unless you have absolute confidence in yourself, it is taboo to underestimate your opponents. Since Byron dared to cook this dish in such an important competition, he must have his uniqueness.

Soon, Byron confirmed Xiao Can's guess with his actions.

He pinched the hoof with five fingers and flipped it quickly in one direction, so that all parts were heated evenly. Moreover, he chose the inner flame, not the hottest outer flame, which will not cause the outer meat to become old due to too high temperature, and the inner meat is undercooked.

The subtle details show the chef's heat.

In terms of material selection, using fresh lamb leg meat stained with blood is more likely to diffuse the aroma of mutton. The aroma of the mysterious tree branches allows the two different aromas to be fully combined to create a unique taste.

Technically, he roasts it over a warm flame to ensure that each part remains tender.

When the fat was dripping and sizzling, and the whole leg of lamb was an attractive golden brown, he pulled out a few more jars and sprinkled them evenly with the mysterious condiment. Even though the lobby is mixed with all kinds of vegetable aromas, the aroma of secret mutton still wafts into everyone's nostrils.

In the eager eyes of everyone, the golden leg of lamb finally left the barbecue. Byron's black dagger flew, and the sliced lamb fell evenly into the three small plates in front of him, presented in front of the three judges.

"Roast leg of lamb, please use it slowly."

Strong self-confidence, simply disdainful of fancy dish names to set off.

The three judges swallowed their saliva and couldn't wait to stuff the slices of meat with a tantalizing sheen into their mouths. The evocative expression on that face, without saying a word, can make people feel the enjoyment of the three of them.

What's even more surprising is that the three of them actually ate a plate of mutton cleanly!

Due to the large number of dishes, no matter how delicious the previous dishes were, the three of them only tasted them. How delicious is this dish that will make the three of them give up and the judges will eat nothing?

Xiao Can secretly sighed that this opponent was not ordinary. Just looking at Byron's calm appearance, it is not difficult to see that he has not used real kung fu, only a few skills, but he has already made the judges who have eaten all the food like falling into the clouds.

It's definitely a tough opponent, but with an opponent, the game is not lonely.

"Smack!"

Before the judges could announce the results, a ball of paper suddenly flew in front of him.

Xiao Can looked left and right, picked up the paper ball and spread it lightly, and the ghost-like characters of the Western Regions came into view. He had no choice but to find a man from the Western Regions to ask for advice: "This brother, what is written on the paper?" ”

"See you at midnight, in the middle of the lake. The last sentence is...... Soft as a cloud. Wow, brother, which girl invited you to do that thing? ”

The clouds are endless!

Suddenly hearing this long-worried name, Xiao Can turned his head suddenly, but in the vast sea of people, how can there be a shadow of Yiren?

Xiao Can smiled at the corner of his mouth and muttered, "At midnight, what does this chick think......