On the big screens in all the venues, Ben. Winkler's embarrassed appearance after drinking the spicy soup made many tourists who followed the cooking duel at the viewing point couldn't help but laugh.

In particular, local tourists in Sichuan Gorge Province have become accustomed to the scene of outsiders pouring ice drinks after tasting the local authentic spiciness. Those people, like Ben, will show very frightened eyes to those spicy foods.

However, to the surprise of local tourists, after eating Qingfeng Rice, Ben did not resist the temptation of food like ordinary people, and started a new round of death, but resolutely pushed away the bowl of red oil fish soup.

Not only that, under the continuous persuasion of Ben and Mu Xueqi, most of the guests who held the cold pot fish tasted the breeze rice one after another. All the guests who had eaten Qingfeng rice were the same as Ben, and immediately lost interest in cold pot fish.

Lin Qiao saw that the picture had stayed in the guest seat for a long time, so he dispatched the picture from the big screen to the camera that specially filmed the duel ring, and walked to Director Du of the Organizing Committee of the Expo to avoid the lens of the camera.

Director Du already had two black bowls in front of him, but his eyes were still staring at Ma Hao, waiting for the third cold pot fish, and the other leaders basically had the same expression.

This phenomenon is absolutely abnormal, Lin Qiao has fought with Director Du many times, and knows that he is a workaholic. How can a person who can forget to eat for the sake of work lose his temper to such an extent in the presence of his superiors.

Lin Qiao walked over and whispered:

"Director Du, I have something I want to report to you."

Director Du's thin face was flushed, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and he didn't answer Lin Qiao's words at first. When Lin Qiao said it a second time, he reacted and waved his hand impatiently:

"I'll talk about it later."

Lin Qiao frowned and didn't directly express his worries.

She just saw Mu Xueqi's actions in the guest seat. Although Lin Qiao didn't understand why this Internet celebrity anchor suddenly helped Fang Yu, at least one thing is certain, that is, Qingfeng rice can quench everyone's thirst for cold pot fish.

Lin Qiao suggested to Director Du tactfully: "I think you seem to be very hot, do you want to taste this breeze rice, it should make you more comfortable." You've eaten two portions of cold pot fish, and you don't touch the breeze at all, which will make others misunderstand. ”

Director Du wanted to directly refuse Lin Qiao's suggestion, but now he doesn't want to eat anything but cold pot fish. But hearing the second half of her sentence, Director Du's heart moved, and his instinct as an official made him feel that what Lin Qiao said was quite reasonable.

Director Du reluctantly picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful and tasted it, feeling that the taste seemed to be good, and the taste that was stunned by the excessive spicy taste seemed to have a feeling again.

Just as he was about to bring more Qingfeng rice to his mouth, Ma Hao brought the third cold pot fish specially provided by the leaders.

Director Du excitedly put down the breeze rice in his hand and couldn't wait to take the black bowl.

A slender and white hand intercepted the bowl handed by the staff in the air, but it was Lin Qiao who took away the cold pot fish in the middle.

Director Du glared at Lin Qiao angrily, if it weren't for the fact that it was the event now, he couldn't help but reprimand her in public.

Lin Qiao understood the subtext in Director Du's eyes, and she gritted her teeth and said boldly:

"If you want this bowl of cold pot fish, just finish the Qingfeng rice."

Director Du glared at Lin Qiao fiercely, picked up the breeze rice and ate it in a big gulp.

Lin Qiao saw that Director Du's face improved with every bite, and slowly the expression on his face became relaxed and calm.

When the whole plate of Qingfeng rice was finished, Lin Qiao looked at Director Du, who had returned to normal, and asked tentatively:

"Director Du, are you feeling better?"

Director Du let out a long breath and nodded:

"I didn't care much about what I ate, and I didn't expect a great dish to have such an impact on people. Our Chinese food culture is really ......"

Lin Qiao interrupted Director Du's words, and said a little anxiously: "See if you want other leaders to taste the breeze." ”

Director Du was shocked when he heard this, and looked at Minister Xu of the Municipal Propaganda Department, and his forehead, which had returned to normal, was sweating again.

He hurriedly got up, starting with Minister Xu, and persuaded the leaders to taste the breeze rice one by one.

Lin Qiao saw that Director Du had adopted his suggestion, breathed a sigh of relief, returned to his position, and continued to coordinate the work of the camera team.

Ma Hao noticed Lin Qiao's actions, and his originally proud face sank suddenly.

Just now he saw that the guests on the left were exactly as he expected, completely captured by the cold pot fish he used a special recipe, especially the five leaders in the first row, who kept asking him for more cold pot fish.

In order to meet the requirements of the guests on the left, Ma Hao had to slow down the speed of serving food to the lucky tourists on the right, so that Fang Yu's Qingfeng Rice took the lead.

But Ma Hao didn't care at all, anyway, he was already sure of victory.

But to Ma Hao's surprise, the Internet celebrity anchor Mu Xueqi completely fell to that side after a few words of laughter with Fang Yu, and actually promoted Fang Yu's breeze rice among the guests.

This is actually nothing, what surprised Ma Hao the most was that the guests who had eaten Qingfeng Rice seemed to have gotten rid of their thirst for cold pot fish.

When Lin Qiao asked Director Du to eat a breezy meal, a layer of haze was cast in his heart, and his confidence in victory began to waver a little.

"I'm afraid of a ball," Ma Hao cheered himself up as he picked himself up. Since the guests on the right are no longer asking for cold pot fish, they can hurry up and serve the lucky tourists on the right.

Fang Yu was able to overtake in the corners among the guests on the left, and he was also able to successfully counter-kill among the lucky tourists on the right.

You must know that at this moment he is not fighting alone.

This pot of cold pot fish condenses the secret recipe of Tangjia cuisine, the magic seasoning of Dongying and the forbidden ingredients that have been passed down for centuries in the Sichuan Gorge catering industry.

But reality once again proved to Ma Hao that he was not the protagonist of the legend, and the counter-killing was really just an illusion.

The lucky tourists on the right who had tasted Fang Yu's breeze rice first, almost no one was interested in his cold pot fish, and occasionally a few tasted it out of curiosity, and they all showed unhappy expressions.

Seeing Ma Hao's face in disbelief, Fang Yu secretly praised Wei Zhen in his heart:

"Your method really works, as long as people who have eaten Qingfeng rice really lose interest in Mahao's cold pot fish."

Miso laughed triumphantly:

"Of course, you don't look at who I am, just a horse hao can stop my boundless wisdom."

Fang Yu did not complain about Wei Zhen's boast this time, but said approvingly:

"Your suggestion to add yam paste to the coconut milk sauce is a stroke of genius. This will not only make the taste of Qingfeng rice softer and smoother, but also speed up the satiety of the eater. ”

"Hehe, this is just the last straw that broke Ma Hao's back. If you hadn't been trying to crack the recipe for the cold pot fish, I wouldn't have been able to adjust the ratio of Qingfeng Rice's ingredients according to the condiments he used.

Now it seems that the effect is not bad, and after feasting on the pure food you have 'purified', the guests and tourists of the scoring group really rejected the cold-pot fish with a complex aroma, spicy and greasy. Wei Zhen also praised Fang Yu.

The tasting of the cooking duel came to an end, and Fang Yu and Ma Hao carefully prepared three dishes respectively and presented them to the three referees, waiting for their tasting and commenting.

Although they had already had an invisible confrontation with the guests and lucky tourists of the scoring team just now, neither of them dared to take lightly the comments of the three referees.

The three referees are different from the scoring panel, they are connoisseurs in the culinary world, authorities in the eyes of outsiders. Their opinions greatly influence or even change the final decision of the scoring panel.