"I'm done!" Lai He raised his hand and gestured.

“？”

The crowd was stunned, as if they had just broken free from the fragrance that overflowed the banks of the canal and the huge picture of the shadows of the trees.

Lai He saw that the master of ceremonies was a little stunned, and did not immediately let the drummer ring the trumpet of the cooking cut-off, and said loudly in dissatisfaction: "According to the rules, if any contestant finishes cooking, the other party must be forced to stop, and don't you ring the gong to announce?" ”

With a "click", Yishihui made good use of the built-in photo function of the park to capture this scene into a high-definition large picture and send it to the 'Halberd World Exchange Group', like a war correspondent, reporting and following up on the competition in real time:

He posted a picture and attached a sentence:

"Chef Lin, Lai He, didn't arrive in half an hour, and he finished his 'halberd dish'."

It can be said that all the members of the exchange group, whether senior or junior, have been paying attention to this game from the beginning.

After all, the players who serve as the main force of the "Phoenix Mapo" brand are their own people, they are not too familiar, and they have a strong desire for support and a sense of substitution.

"Less than half an hour?"

"At this time, we students can also do it, but you must know that generally speaking, the usual rule of the 2-hour halberd cut-off time, of which sixty or seventy percent, is left for us to think, so that we have enough room for error. If you make a major mistake in cooking, you can start all over again, with enough time for ......"

"With the theme of "Mapo" and "Tofu", the structure of the dishes and the content of the main ingredients determine this cooking competition, not only this round, but it is estimated that it will end quickly!"

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Yishihui then hurriedly gave Lai He, who finished the dish, and continued to take a few personal close-up pictures.

This is the chef of "Twin-tailed Scorpion".

From the other side of the crowded Wanfu Bridge, we slowly walked towards the judging stand set up in the center of the bridge.

Clang!

As he walked, the master of ceremonies had already asked the drummer to ring the bell:

"The first round, that's the end of it!"

"Stop!"

The eyes of the audience all turned to the kitchen area of "Phoenix Mapo".

"Fortunately, what I make is not a complicated, cumbersome dish that needs to be stewed for a long time." Xia Yan didn't see a trace of panic at all, and when Lai He raised his hand to bring the dishes, he didn't hesitate to cease fire ꓹ collect the juice and put it on the plate.

Seeing Xia Yan following Lai He, he also presented the dishes to the judging table.

Click.

Yishihui, a war correspondent, is quite competentꓹ Friends who know the 'Halberd World Exchange Group' have become online cloud viewers ꓹ Unfortunately, I can't rush to Shu to watch the excitement on the spot, and at the same time I want to see some exciting content, so a series of close-ups of dishes and characters ꓹ Don't want money ꓹ ꓹ On the chat box interfaceꓹ Crazy swiping the screen.

Of course, there are some chat words mixed in on the layout.

With "Lonely Mountain Angler" as IDꓹ The identity of the commander-in-chief of the far moon, Nagi Senzaemon, commented:

"It seems that in this paradise world in the context of ancient China, the chefs here prefer to use such uncertain cooking time rules? One side completes, the other side forces the end, which inevitably requires the chef, in the process of cooking the decisive battle, not only to absolutely control his own rhythm, but also to grasp the pace of the opponent, at least in the rhythm, not too far behind. ”

"To put it simply, there are extremely high requirements for the chef's ability to control the overall situation!"

These words made the students and graduates of the cloud audience feel shocked, especially those who have begun to work hard in the paradise world, but have not yet had a culinary showdown, and they can't help but think about life.

The chat group started a conversation, and many group members followed to express their opinions.

Senzaemon, who successfully brought up the rhythm of "control", smiled unpredictably in the tea house of Nagi Kiri's house.

And in the field.

The lineup of guests led by the shopkeeper Lan completed the tasting of the dishes of the "twin-tailed scorpion" Lai He one by one.

"After all, it's Chef Lin, I can't fault it!" An old judge gave a thumbs up.

"Chef Lin's "Mapo Tofu"? Let's not talk about this dish, if it is indicated that the chef is a chef Lin, and it is put in a big restaurant for public bidding, I am afraid that one dish will be worth a thousand dollars. ”

This judge, the elder of the kitchen federation, who is known as a mapo expert, shook his head and said something that had nothing to do with the evaluation of the dishes.

"One dish is worth a thousand dollars!"

The third and fourth judges cherished the words like gold, and then lowered their heads and continued to eat the tofu dishes on the plate, spoonful by spoonful, eating very slowly, with a sense of eating the delicacies of the mountains and seas.

However, they were only representatives of the scholars and celebrities of Jinguan City, and they were far inferior to the other three in terms of professionalism.

At last.

On the guest stage behind the judging table, a crowd of local officials and celebrities, including characters like Prince Jiang and Lan Feihong, all looked at the chief judge sitting in the center.

Lai He was also looking at the shopkeeper Lan, but the eyes of the shopkeeper of the "Datong Restaurant" flickered more than calm.

It's not that Lai He is not confident.

If he evaluates his own performance this time, it will be mediocre.

The foundation of 'Zhenlin' has been brought into play, and there is nothing obvious wrong.

But that's ...... That's all.

Lai He, who has fought all the way from Liangshanbo and fought all the way to the duel, also knows that this kind of ordinary and ordinary dishes, if they are moved to the duel stage, they will be easily beaten and beaten by opponents who play extraordinarily.

But at this moment, Lai He is not worried about such a scene at all.

Because they can beat him violently.

It can only be an opponent of the same level and playing extraordinary!

Regarding his opponent, Xia Yan, whether there is such a culinary rank, Lai He told himself vigorously:

How could it be!

It's only been a long time since the Battle of the Inhuman Pavilion.

I would like to believe that you said that you were promoted to Pseudo-Lin, but the promotion of 'True Lin' opened up your own way of cooking Huanghuang Lin.

It's impossible to believe it even if you kill Lai He.

So, Lai He listened to the footsteps approaching step by step behind him, turned his head slightly, and threw a provocative smile full of victorious meaning to the junior who was moving backwards:

"You challenge me by name, it's really brave!" Thumbs up, then he gets out of the way.

Regarding the provocation, Xia Yan unceremoniously replied:

"You can obviously come up with 80 or even 90 points, but now your answer sheets on the topics of "Mapo" and "Tofu", why do I feel that there are only 60 points, and I just feel like I have just passed?"

"And ah, if you can pass, you still rely on the signboard of the word Lin."

The implication is that Lai He heard it, it is nothing more than that he does not have the characteristics of 'Zhenlin', and his "Mapo Tofu" is not qualified to be the showdown dish of this game.

I couldn't help but feel a bruise on my forehead:

"You will know right away that dishes that contain the meaning of the word Lin will make the super-grade and pseudo-Lin who haven't really pushed open this door desperate!"

Bang!

He stopped talking and answered him with the sound of plates falling on the table.

"Please—"

The plate that Xia Yan carried up, or should be called a big pot for soup, yes, it is the kind of rice or fresh soup that you usually see in the middle of the table when you go to a restaurant to open a table, and the amount of it is enough for a whole table of people to eat.

Hey?

Lai He, who cast his eyes for the first time, was dumbfounded.

Mr. Lan and four other judges: "......"

"Ah......h

Prince Jiang on the stage opened his mouth wide.

As for Lan Feihong, in his eyes, it seemed that there was only a pot of slightly rippling clear soup on the table.

The audience at the scene also fried the pot, and it was boiling.

"This mapo is pure white?!"

"What!"

"How is that possible!"

"I know, he gave up the 'bean paste', that is, he didn't use chili oil and red oil to color, but in this way, he castrated the soul of Mapo himself, in a sense, it was terrifying......"