Chapter 138: Accidents

Four to three!! ”

Yao Tiantian was so excited that he jumped up, holding the microphone and shouting: "Congratulations to Mr. Leng Mo, win again and qualify for the finals!" ”

As soon as the verdict came out, the voice fell, and everyone in the audience screamed wildly!

"Ah!!h

Some women who supported Leng Mo suddenly appeared in the front row of the audience, and they screamed one by one.

But Leng Mo turned his head and saw that half of it was silver and ten of them were messing around, and he was a little speechless.

"Come on, come on, come on!"

Several young people who admired the chef also began to cheer for Leng Mo, and they all thought that Leng Mo was a role model for the chef!

"Haha, man's pride!" A man shouted happily, but was glared at by the woman in the front row, and immediately shrank back and stopped speaking.

Only a few people from the Xie family directly recorded Tan Xiangxiang's move, and they wanted to terminate the contract with her!

When Moqiuqiu heard those voices, she was already relieved, she had never thought of winning, so she was not interested in those words.

For her, the food in the barracks was just a living guest, and she shared the same idea as most people that one day when she was done with her service, she would leave the camp completely.

Honors in the army, competitions in the army, none of them matter.

The only thing that matters is to get home alive!

"Leng Mo, I didn't expect you to be so powerful." The ink ball pulled a few strands of hair behind his ear and stretched out his right hand.

Leng Mo also stretched out his hand to shake the ink ball ball and said: "This time it was just a fluke victory, I still have a lot of unfamiliar cooking skills, and I still need your advice in the future." ”

"Of course." Ink Qiuqiu smiled, she was actually here to help Leng Mo, it was rare that she didn't have to help much, which made her very happy.

Next, there is Liu Fei's porridge and Guo Tianqin's porridge.

"Gujing Gongjiu is a very good top wine." Guo Tianqin said with a smile, not afraid of Liu Fei at all.

Liu Fei frowned, he had the position of chief chef in the barracks, and no one dared to talk to him with such an attitude, could it be that this person had a big background?

In the camp, no matter who you are, you have to have a good attitude towards your superiors when you come here, which is a tradition that has not changed for a hundred years.

No matter who it is, it is impossible to change this rule!

Barracks, can't mess around!

"It's a pity that it's still no match for the good wine that has been buried for three hundred years in my hand." Guo Tianqin shook the wine bottle, looked at Liu Fei from a top-down angle, and said, "Although you are the chief chef of the camp, you will definitely lose." ”

"Isn't it whiskey, what's he?" Leng Baijiu pursed his lips, feeling that this person was too much like the most stubborn child of the Seven Great Families.

"His whisky should not be simple, and being able to go all the way to the semifinals not only represents the basic strength of cooking skills and wisdom, but also conveys that the wine used in cooking is absolutely extraordinary." Leng Mo said.

He had smelled that trace of aroma several times, but the extremely rich and mellow aroma made Leng Mo feel a little strange, and after hearing Guo Tianqin's explanation, he realized that the wine in the other party's hand was taken from a wine cellar that had been buried for hundreds of years.

"Isn't whisky just an ordinary liquor, at most oak barrels with more tricks?"

Cold liquor still doesn't believe it, if it is a top-notch good wine for a few hundred years, then the whole world will store a little more wine and pass it on, and everyone will drink a thousand years of good wine every day.

However, Leng Mo shook his head and said: "The wine made from oak barrels does have a lot of tricks, and the biggest advantage is that it will be more mellow after a long time, so that it can change from ordinary to unusual, but it should be bad after three hundred years, but his wine is not bad, so it shouldn't be." ”

"Sounds weird." Cold liquor notes the key.

"I'm afraid this battle will be very difficult for the chief chef." Leng Mo realized that it was not only him who they wanted to suppress, but also the chief chef, otherwise how could they spend such a big amount of money.

On the stage, Yao Tiantian brought seven bowls of porridge and said: "Challenger Guo Tianqin, against Liu Fei, the chief chef of our camp, now the judges will taste the challenger's spring and autumn porridge!" ”

"Liu Fei, Liu Fei, Liu Fei!"

"The chief chef is the most handsome, the strongest, and the best!"

"Come on, come on, come on!"

Everyone looked at it, and it was Liu Fei's support group!

Before Mo Qiuqiu left, she sat in the audience and pouted: "What age is it, and a support group is arranged." ”

Ye Mingliu, who was sitting next to him, had a dark face, those support groups were asked by Liu Fei to find him, and the words of the ink ball ball and some women next to him entered his ears word for word.

He felt that it was nothing to lose the game, but he was embarrassed in front of a group of women, and he really wanted to put on a mask to dodge.

However, when the chief chef was in full swing, the battalion commander suddenly frowned and said to Zhang Yuanyuan: "This one is a little familiar." ”

"You know?" Zhang Yuanyuan paused, and she also began to think about Guo Tianqin's unpleasant face.

"I think I've seen it, but I don't know it." said the battalion commander.

At this moment, the first person to move was Tang Youpin.

Then Tan Xiangxiang picked it up and sniffed it, and took a bite curiously.

"The scent?"

Her body trembled unconsciously, and at that moment, the bodies of the six judges next to her also trembled.

In front of everyone's eyes, things change and the stars change, and the bright years rotate rapidly, from birth, youth, adulthood, all the way to middle age, old age, and death, as if they have seen their own life.

How much spring and autumn emptiness, I don't know where to go.

The judges burst out with melancholy for no reason, what is Spring and Autumn porridge and what is fine wine?

"In the first few competitions, there was no such wine." Tan Xiangxiang frowned, this fragrance is no longer strong, but terrifying!

Tang Youpin also came back to his senses immediately, and after drinking this bowl of porridge, he said: "One porridge and one year, one wine to spend the spring and autumn." ”

"I'm using the original sake now, of course, the aroma of the wine will be different, but too many people don't know the brewing method for 300 years, so they will have doubts about the real aroma." Guo Tianqin said.

"If it's really the original wine, are you the chef of a century-old restaurant in Thousand Flavors City?" Tan Xiangxiang remembered a restaurant in a certain city, which specialized in selling historical dishes, and there seemed to be a well-known chef in it, named Guo Tianqin.

The battalion commander was stunned for a few seconds and said: "Yes, he is the head chef of a century-old restaurant, and his superiors once entertained guests in that restaurant ten years ago, and I met him at that time, Guo Tianqin!" ”

"It turned out to be him." Zhang Yuanyuan's expression changed, if I remember correctly, this person belongs to the Zuoqiu family!

After Tan Xiangxiang and Tang Youpin determined who the other party was, their hearts were slightly shocked, it turned out that other families also wanted their own products to appear in this wine cooking competition.

"I'm indeed the person you think, hurry up and eat Mr. Liu Fei's porridge, otherwise it's going to be cold." Guo Tianqin raised the corners of his mouth and showed a triumphant smile.

As everyone expected, the porridge of Gujing Gongjiu is really a high-quality masterpiece.

However, this kind of good porridge is close to Guo Tianqin's porridge, so the wine in the porridge has become the key to the decisive victory, which is similar to Leng Mo's previous cooking competition.

After that, the judges trembled and picked up the sign, six circles and one fork.

"The three-hundred-year-old whiskey porridge is better than the Gujing Gongjiu porridge with a score of one in six strokes!" Although Yao Tiantian shouted excitedly, his heart was in a cold sweat, and the chief chef lost?

How is this possible!

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