On the morning of the eighth day, fifty sons arrived as promised with their own ingredients.

The tiredness accumulated in the past few days has made these pampered sons suffer a lot, and they are relieved to see that they have finally reached their destination.

Behind them, followed by a group of entourages carrying pots and pans, dried vegetables, fruits and meat.

But Jiang Ci's situation here is a little peculiar, the panting things that the two other entourages are all carried by Wei Wei alone, and he is as easy as holding goose feathers...... Her steps were brisk and agile, and she was the first to reach her destination, leaving everyone behind.

They walked for a long time on this seemingly short road, and because of the desolation, there was no special road for people to walk, only dense gravel covered the ground, and it was awkward and tiring to walk.

Jiang Ci and Shengyi Qingpao, although they are tall men, they are not as good as one-third of Wei Wei's physical strength.

Wei Wei saw that the few people were walking too slowly, so he snatched everything and trotted forward.

So much so that Jiang Ci and the three of them were chasing her along the way, and they couldn't catch up until the destination......

Just when everyone was drinking water and resting, there was a sound of horses' hooves not far away, and when they heard the sound, they saw two red horses with long manes flying, and the person on the horseback whipping and saddle was not those two adults, who else could it be?

"I've kept you waiting for a long time, we encountered something unexpected on the way here, and we were a little late." Yan Wen jumped off the horse sideways and said with a sneer.

Actually, what's the sudden! It's all because he overslept and missed some time, and finally he was woken up by Liu Run's "deadly serial knocking technique", otherwise, he might have to sleep until lunchtime.

Everyone didn't care about his tardiness, but they were surprised why the two of them came from the east side, and it was clear that on the eve of departure, Yan Wenqian had told him to take the road on the west side......

"Lord Yan, didn't you tell us last night that the road on the east side had collapsed? Why do you ......?"

In the face of doubts, Yan Wen pretended to be innocent without knowing anything: "Huh? Why doesn't the old man remember? You Confucian scholars must have misheard! What the old man said clearly is, don't take the road on the west side, it's full of broken stones, rugged and difficult! The old man came all the way and felt strange, why there was no one on the wide road on the east side, it turned out that you were going the wrong way! ”

Yan Wen lied without blushing and heartbeat, and his unchanging appearance made these sons wonder if they really heard it wrong yesterday, but only Jiang Ci and Tang Yu understood that this old guy had played them again.

"Okay, the old man won't say much, from now on, the second link of the 'way of eating' competition officially begins!"

Without the slightest precaution, Yan Wen suddenly announced the start of the competition, and the panicked crowd hurriedly began to set up a frame and set up firewood.

However, due to the fact that the entourage of the whole competition could not help, many sons made difficulties in how to make fire.

Fortunately, Jiang Ci specially asked the master of the kitchen last night, and he was barely able to figure it out, but it was really difficult to operate.

After working for a while, he finally ignited the spark, and he hurriedly protected the little spark and threw it into the simple pyre, for fear that it would be destroyed again. But the matter of making fire took him a lot of time.

After the fire was ignited, Jiang Ci reacted...... I haven't met yet!

What he had to do this time was the simplest, and the only thing he would do, – boiling noodles.

When he cooked it for Wei Wei at home before, after all, there was Chef Sun on the side, and there was also pork bone soup for topping, but now, there was no one to help, and there were no extra ingredients to taste, but these were nothing compared to the thorny problems he was currently in.

The point at the moment is that he has forgotten how to meet! The last time I made noodles, it was mainly Chef Sun who was busy with the work, although he also did it himself, but due to the cumbersome steps, he has long forgotten about it.

Jiang Ci looked at the firewood that was already burning more and more, and the yellowish flour scattered in the bowl, he didn't know what to do, and when he was confused, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, so he peeked at Ye Xiujin, who was also making noodles next to him, and wanted to learn the skills of making noodles, but he knew that this kid was extremely fast, and he had already begun to boil under the water.

"Ahem! Ladies and gentlemen, don't make a small move! Jiang Cifang only glanced at it, but he didn't expect that such a subtle movement was observed by Liu Run, so he had to be honest and be himself.

"Childe, Xiaofuzi believes in you, you will definitely be able to get full points!"

Just when Jiang Ci was a little discouraged, Wei Wei's voice came from the onlookers, she tried her best to squeeze out the crowd, and stood at the front cheering for him with a milky voice. It was these shouts that made him full of fighting spirit again.

Jiang Ci had to rely on his vague memory and noodles, first adding water to stir the flour into a flocculent shape, and when the flour was sticky into a ball, he then added water or flour as needed.

This seems to be a simple step, but there are still a lot of doorways inside, and the dough is dry or wet, and it is not feasible until it is smooth and full.

After the dough is mixed, the next step begins: roll out the dough with a rolling pin until it is cake-shaped, sprinkle a little flour with a little flour, fold the dough, cut it into strips with a knife, and shake it into strips with your hands.

At this time, the water was already boiling very hot, and he was tumbling in the pot restlessly, but fortunately, Jiang Ci understood the next steps, and it was not difficult to do.

"The hour has come, stop!" With Liu Run's stop, Jiang Ci also completed the last process and nervously wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead.

At this time, the legendary Qingyan celebrity chef specializing in cooking has also reached one after another, but this is a bit big from the imagination, what is going on with these old and weak women and children?

"These twenty are the scorers of this link, but because the scoring is a bit complicated, we will take the check-and-check system, and after a while, we will put a piece of rice paper in front of everyone, and these twenty will make the initial evaluation, and if you approve of your cooking food, you will tick on the rice paper. But each scorer only has the right to score twice, and cannot vote for one person at the same time, which means that even if you each get a checkmark, there will still be at least ten people who can't get a checkmark in this link, do you understand? ”

Yan Wen is obviously lazy, and he is still making excuses for his laziness, so he temporarily changed the scoring system to a checkmark system, and even announced the selection rules absent-mindedly, giving people a feeling that he might fall asleep at any time, and then he said to the twenty people: "Thank you for your hard work, come, first introduce it to the sons of the Hundred Flowers Banquet." ”

As Yan Wen's voice fell, the group of old and weak women and children stepped forward one by one and began to introduce themselves seriously......

"Hello sons, I am Wang Erni of Wangjia Village at the foot of Yuhua Mountain, thirty years old, young, if there is a son who likes me, you can go and discuss with my father." The first to walk out was a one-piece round, dark-skinned woman, fiddling with the ends of her hair, blushing and saying with a shyly posture. As soon as the words came out, I almost didn't scare the people present to death, and the feeling was that this became an old girl's blind date?

Yan Wen coughed a few words, and the old girl reluctantly walked down, and then came up with a candy man, a seven or eight-year-old child who was still wearing a belly pocket, looking at the dense crowd of people in the audience, he was a little scared, and said hesitantly: "I, I called, Wang Shuzi, my mother asked me to come, I ...... I'm a little ...... Scared, wow! ”

Before the childish fairy tale was finished, he was frightened to cry by Liu Run and Ye Xiujin, who looked fierce below, which caused a group of people in the audience to laugh.

The child's mother hurriedly came up and took him away, embarrassed to give everyone a smile.

After that, I saw the white-haired old woman with a cane, the weak scholar who had studied hard for many years but had not yet been admitted to Xiucai, and the old man who came to perform the flute talent.

Now the sons understand that these are the "Qingyan Famous Chefs" that Yan Wen said.

Please, fool people and get a few reliable ones! This is clearly the villagers of Wangjia Village at the foot of the mountain!

Although everyone was angry, they didn't dare to speak, so they had to obey this Yan old man.

Next, the twenty villagers began to rate the food cooked by the fifty sons.

Not to mention...... This comment is quite impressive.