"You mean...... Are these people? Oh, the picture is zoomed out, and it is indeed some Miaoguo big fat man...... I thought it was some kind of strange ingredient......" Hao Xian's pupils vibrated and he said.

Hao Xin ignored her stupid brother's stupid words, and continued to introduce seriously: "Last year's preliminaries were divided into two rounds, the first round was for all the contestants to set up stalls at the food festival together, and tourists could taste it at will, and vote for the best stall in their minds after eating, with a maximum of three votes per person, and the four contestants with the most votes qualified for the second round." In this first round, there is nothing special except that the contestants, including the chefs and waiters, have to cosplay, so I won't say much about it. ”

"Wait, shouldn't you talk more about cosplay?" Hao Xian interrupted.

"Anyway, what to cosplay at that time must be decided after I discussed it with Sister Sisi and other sisters, and there will be no part for you to interject, of course there is nothing to say to you." Hao Xin said with disgust on his face.

When she entered Hao Xian's room a few days ago, she noticed that the computer screen was full of unbearable words such as "how to open a harem in ancient times", how could she let such a shameful brother decide what she wanted to cos?

"Okay...... You continue. Hao Xian said disappointedly.

"In the second round, it's the 'Macho Heavenly Troupe' just men'. The organizers of the Street Fighter Contest will transport the 20 fattest people in the whole country to the competition site to serve as judges in the second round of preliminaries, and the final winner will enter the finals to compete with the king of street food from all over the world. Hao Xin pointed to the mobile phone that was sitting on the car and moving Roshan and said.

Of the twenty fat men in the video, only one of them can walk on his own legs, and he obviously looks a little slimmer than the other nineteen, and he is the weakest one in the God of Food Heavenly Troupe.

Just watching the video, Hao Xian felt a huge pressure, if it was to face a real person, I don't know how shocking it would be!

He was a little looking forward to it.

"But this is not politically correct! Although it looks like a gimmick and can attract attention, won't it seriously damage the image of Miaokook, and will be scolded to death by Bai Zuo, right? Hao Xian felt that there was a small question mark floating on his head again, and since he got the "Peng Zu Kitchen Sutra", he seemed to have been in a state where the little question mark was always with me.

"Bai Zuo scolds, what do they not scold, the propaganda audience of this competition is not them, more than a third of the people in Miaoguo are overweight, and only fat people can represent their appetite.

"As for the damage to the image of Miaoguo, it is because the Street Fighter Contest has also gained high attention and traffic abroad. The organizers are thieves, and other countries have not engaged in this kind of gimmick, only the preliminaries of Miaoguo are like this, so the audience of other countries not only will not feel anything bad because of this, but they have watched the game video of the preliminaries of the Miaoguo Division on the Internet to increase ridicule, and the first Street Fighter Contest has hyped up the popularity of the event. Hao Xin replied.

“…… Capital comes into the world, from head to toe, every gram of fat dripping with blood and filth. Hao Xian couldn't help but say bitterly.

In the picture, the layers of jaws fluctuate like ocean waves, one after another, endlessly, all kinds of food disappear in a blink of an eye, as if swallowed by a black hole, the most powerful tonnage of the "macho man" is accompanied by five nurses, while eating fried chicken, there are nurses who are giving him medicine, it may be to lower blood lipids.

Hao Xian was silent.

He thought that he had returned to the Qing Dynasty, and had witnessed the century-old inheritance of pot-wrapped meat, and he had experienced a hundred battles, and nothing could make him lose his coolness.

But now it seems that the capitalists of Myokoku will play......

"If this year's preliminaries are still on the same schedule, then the first round should be made of food that most people will eat, and make sure that the stalls have enough foot traffic to get more votes. In the second round, you can cut the material a little heavier, so you don't need to worry about the guests thinking that the food is greasy, and they don't seem to be afraid of oil. Hao Xin began to carefully analyze the participation strategy for Hao Xian, "In addition, because of the relationship between cosplay in the first round, the food can also be combined with the theme of cosplay, and this will be decided after I discuss what cosplay is with my sisters." ”

"Okay, okay, my family is really careful, and I can help my brother find out so much useful information." Hao Xian said, once again stretching out his claws to Hao Xin's head.

Hao Xin shook his head to dodge, and poked Hao Xian's waist with his little fist: "Don't keep trying to touch my head, I'm not a child anymore!" I also found the information about last year's finals, but I won't tell you, let's concentrate on passing the preliminaries first! ”

"Then I'll make you golden meat tomorrow." Hao Xian said.

"How did you jump to that conclusion? Are you listening to me? Hao Xin's eyes widened.

"The day after tomorrow, I will make sweet and sour cherry meat for you, the day after tomorrow I will make crockpot fish, and then I will make white meat and blood sausage, rose cake, and dry roasted crucian carp......" Hao Xian recalled the twenty-five dishes he had posted in the small dining room of Prince Gong's mansion, and played with the name of the dish.

He did deliberately talk to his sister donkey, who told his sister not to give him the right to cosplay content?

"Hao Xian, you have enough, do you want to kill me in the middle of the night! Anyway, how did you know so many dishes at once! None of them seem to be my father's dish? Hao Xin said angrily and very strangely.

"It's said that I traveled to the Qing Dynasty to learn, let me tell you, there are five very powerful masters in the small dining room of Prince Gong's mansion, namely Lu cuisine master, Su cuisine master, Manchu cuisine master, snack master and flower fresh fruit and vegetable master." Hao Xian had a smile of memory on his face, and said like a few treasures, "The peach soup I just made is the specialty dish of this flower and fruit master, and the ladies and ladies in the capital will show off with their sisters for a month if they can taste it once!" ”

"Again, it's the same as the real thing......" Hao Xin felt that his brother was very strange today, and suddenly picked himself up and spun around in circles, and then said a bunch of strange things.

No, not only today, but since the day his roast goose suddenly became delicious last week, his whole person has become wrong!

Thinking like this, Hao Xin secretly became alert, and decided to find a way to figure out the series of abnormalities that happened to his brother.

It is the responsibility of her sister to take care of her useless stupid brother.

Hao Xian was also thinking, sure enough, his sister was still too thin, her little face was still baby fat before, and she had lost a sharp chin during this time, if the father of Heaven saw it, wouldn't he think that he hadn't given his sister enough food?

Look at the fat people in the video, how fragrant they eat and how blessed they are!

Hao Xin finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Hao Xian finally stopped talking nonsense, and seemed to be thinking about the preliminaries strategy with a serious face.

She was too naïve at this time to know that all the delicacies given by fate had already been marked on the scale.