After finding a slightly flat grassland, the five carriages formed a circle, the guards and Wen Changming confronted each other, and the rest of the personnel stood in a circle on the periphery, holding guns and not daring to relax for a moment.

They had already seen the force of this person just now, and ordinary firearms could not be suppressed at all, so they could only make this decision.

Looking at the muzzle of the black hole, Wen Changming was a little sweaty, but the guard was calm and calm, and said lightly: "What about the topic?" ”

"Just white rice, there's only white rice here!"

Wen Changming said: "The ingredients are only limited to rice and water, the method is not limited, the time is limited to one hour, whoever can make better rice dishes will win!" ”

"That's interesting, well, as you say!"

The guard nodded and said, "But the stove, firewood, and water all need to be prepared by your people." ”

"That's as it should be!"

Wen Changming nodded here, and a few people over there entered the forest with bitter faces.

The forests of this world are even more terrifying than the Amazon rainforest, and they are not willing to drill unless necessary.

It took me an hour to go, and I came back with all the supplies I needed.

Two improvised stoves had been erected, each with a pile of stones, a pile of broken branches, and a lot of large leaves.

There's no way, they all come out to do errands, and no one has the habit of carrying a pot with them.

After an hour of preparation, the guards seemed more confident, and Wen Changming's uneasiness was gradually replaced by calm.

After the materials were prepared, Liu Guohui shouted and started, and this humble halberd was really started.

The guard's movements were fast, and he first made a large bowl out of squeezed leaves with his hands and feet, and then took a part of the white rice and soaked it in water. After that, he chose a thin stone in the pile of stones, looked at it briefly, pulled out his waist knife and began to trim it.

Wen Changming's side is not bad, he found two bamboos in the pile of dead branches, picked them out with a happy face, cleaned them, and then poured rice and water to shake them. After more than ten seconds, he carefully poured out the water, repeated it three times before pouring in fresh water, blocked both ends, and threw it into the fire.

Then he found another stone with grooves, washed it carefully, made a few strokes with his hand, turned around and picked a piece of wood and carved it.

Now everyone around was stunned, are these two people cooking? One carves stone, the other carves wood, what about playing?

After ten minutes, the guards put down the stones in their hands, washed them with water repeatedly, and set them directly on the simple stove.

Turn around and knead the soaked white rice into walnut-sized rice balls and place them neatly aside.

Liu Guohui frowned, completely unable to understand, turned his head to look at Wen Changming, and saw that he had carved the piece of wood into an oval shape, and the lower part of the bark had been scraped off, revealing a clean inner layer. In the middle, he made a groove and was tying a branch to it.

Is this a hammer?

Looking at the peculiarly shaped stone again, there was some speculation.

At this time, there was a gurgling sound from the bamboo tube, and a large amount of steam gushed up, rushing out a white smoke.

Wen Changming picked them out with a branch, and after letting them cool a little, he used a knife to split them directly from the middle, and threw the steamed rice inside into the groove part of the stone.

Then he shouted, picked up the mallet and smashed it.

His shout startled the guard, and he glanced at him curiously, puzzled.

At this time, his slate was already hot, and he had two layers of leaves on his hands, pressing the rice balls directly against the slate.

Uh-la--

As the sound spreads, the aroma of rice spreads, causing the people around to twitch their noses constantly.

The guards were a little proud, carefully searing the rice crackers and sprinkling some powder from time to time.

Liu Guohui's pupils shrank, this is rice noodles? How did he do it?

Looking at his knife again, there were two spots of white on the side, which made me understand.

The rice crackers gradually took shape, and the guards carefully turned them over with a thin wooden board, and the slightly browned rice crackers emitted a unique aroma after being scorched at high temperatures, which was simply irresistible.

Wen Changming's side was also nearing the end, and he was sweating profusely and couldn't move the hammer anymore.

With his hands dipped in water, he turned the sticky rice cake and felt the elasticity and adhesion, Wen Changming nodded and began to prepare for the final process.

The blackened bamboo tube was taken again, and in the clean part, a dozen bamboo skewers were chopped off, each of which was threaded through three to four ball-sized rice cakes, and kneaded into long strips by hand.

Blend two large stones into the fire, leaving a gap in the middle, and place bamboo sticks on top of them.

The flames were suppressed by the stones, leaving only a layer of primer, and the temperature rose and the air was somewhat distorted.

The rice cake gradually changes color, and a unique aroma wafts out.

An hour passed quickly, and the two men stood up almost at the same time, holding their works with large leaves and walking towards each other.

"How is it judged?" Wen Changming asked.

"How about eating each other?" The guard glanced at the people around him and said lightly: "They can also taste it, and then raise their hands to vote, but they are not referees, the real referees are only you and me!" ”

"Good!"

Wen Changming nodded, and the two exchanged works.

took a piece of brown and attractive rice crackers, took a bite gently, and made a soft click, Wen Changming's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at the rice crackers in his hand, and the chewing speed doubled.

Fragrant, so fragrant.

The taste is crispy and full of rice aroma, without any impurities in it. Each bite is like a bowl of rice that has just come out of the pot, making people salivate and satisfying.

The guard glanced at his expression, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, he took a bite of the rice cake casually, and just chewed it twice, his body shivered like an electric shock, and his eyes became confused.

Is this white rice? It's unbelievable! White rice still has such a fragrant and soft taste, the fine sweetness and a hint of burning bitterness, the two complement each other and set off each other, raising the essence and taste of rice to a higher level.

The guard bit again, and although he was unwilling, he still had to say.

"I lost!"

Wen Changming looked up blankly and said, "What? ”

The guard said coldly, "I said there is no need to judge, you won, your rice cake is even better!" I'll go back with you and fulfill my promise! ”

Everyone looked at each other, and suddenly there was a burst of cheers.

No one expected that a culinary duel would solve the problem.

Everyone looked at Liu Guohui, he hesitated and nodded slowly, everyone cheered in unison, rushed up to snatch the works of both sides, whether it was rice cakes or rice cakes, the moment they were put in their mouths, the unique aroma of rice stimulated the taste buds like a bomb.

It's delicious, it's delicious!

The taste on the front is simply indescribable, why it is so soft to the touch, why it has such a rich rice aroma, it is unbelievable.

The eyes of everyone looking at Wen Changming have changed!

The guard sighed, and looked at Wen Changming's eyes, there seemed to be a feeling that it was obviously porcelain but was in the company of mud.

Let Wen Changming's liver hurt.