Mao Buba's mood is very complicated, both happy that he has entered the next game, and dissatisfied that he only has 920 points, which is not as high as the scores of several amateur players behind him. Especially when he heard that the official did not call him a big name but shouted his nickname, his face suddenly collapsed, and his eyes were gloomy as if he wanted to eat people.

The official didn't mean to shout wrong, he was a little embarrassed when he heard everyone laughing, and hurriedly changed his voice and shouted out the name of Mao Bu to announce the score, and asked him to hurry up and prepare to cook for the referee.

Mao Buba pickled the fish he was going to do today on the second day of the preliminary competition, and picked the best and biggest mandarin fish in the conference, and almost fought with a contestant for this reason.

When he lifted the lid of the jar to clean the mandarin fish, Meng Hui, the sushi girl, and the fishmonger also arrived at the field and began to cook.

"Tianxianglou, you can still get nine hundred and ninety-eight for your broken eggs and soy milk?" Mao Buba provoked Meng Hui who was not far away, "Hmph, I think they haven't seen a good one!" Let's take a look when I come on the field today, who will treat you with that dish except for you Wang Dongjia! ”

"Yes, yes, the whole city is as good as you can, as long as your food is delicious, okay? Look, you really forgot where you got your recipes? Meng Hui turned his head and said two sentences, and the latter sentence was extremely loud, and the forty-seven contestants who entered the arena one after another heard it.

Everyone looked at Mao Buba curiously, wondering what Meng Hui meant by what he had just said.

Mao Buba was speechless all of a sudden, and his heart became angry when he was seen: "What do you see?" Want to learn from a teacher? After he finished roaring, he turned to Meng Hui and sneered viciously, "Little girl, let's see, when we get to the palace, I want you to know how to write dead words!" ”

"I know how to write dead words, and I don't need you to be taught by a thief who steals recipes. I've done so many bad things, I don't know if you're afraid of ghosts coming to the door in the middle of the night! Meng Hui deliberately stabbed him, turned his head and began to cook and no longer bother.

Mao Buba's heart trembled when he heard this, but seeing that Meng Hui seemed to be just scolding casually without deep meaning, he snorted coldly and stopped provoking.

After watching this little episode, the people on the field also followed suit and worked on their own dishes. Fifty people started together, the square was full of white fog, and the contestants were busy. The sound of chopping vegetables, the sound of bowls and basins, and the sound of fragrant swishing when getting out of the oil pan made the audience outside the venue hungry.

It's just that there is always a stench in these various fragrances, like rat feces mixed into porridge, which makes many viewers who don't like this smell eager to go in and drag their hair out.

"What a smell! Can this be given to the nobles? I can't stand the stinky tofu after selling it all these years! ”

"Don't talk about you, I still measure people's feet and make shoes! I can't stand it! ”

The noisy crowd did not affect the people on the field, let alone the four referees sitting not far away. Wang Dongjia and Yuyang Lou Dongjia whispered about everyone's cooking techniques, as well as these four unheard of and unseen dishes, and they couldn't stop talking about it.

"What do you think of the flowers?" The big proprietor of Yuyang Building said softly, "I see that this girl is skilled, she uses a knife like an arm, and her control over the ingredients is also very good. ”

Wang Dadong snorted in response, and only said after a while: "Sihai Yanran is not bad." It's not that I praise myself, you smell the fragrance of the fish, obviously it has nothing to do with the fish, but it can make people smell and eat the fish, this is the realm. ”

The professional duo sat next to the two famous foodie old men in Xijing City. Qingshan Jushi had a long beard, thin cheeks, and was full of energy, and said to the Bailu academician next to him: "Do you say that the smelly mandarin fish can be delicious?" Is stinky tofu delicious? ”

Academician Bailu, who is slightly chubby and ruddy-complexion, is a cultural person, and he is not very interested in the "Liufang Baishi", which is obviously smelly but has to be named in reverse.

"How do I know? I just want to eat the kite flying and the fish jump! You listen to how beautiful this name is, the kite flies into the sky, the fish leaps into the abyss, you look at this artistic conception, everything in the world, each has its place! What's more, there are fried potato chips in it, can it not be delicious? ”

Hearing this, the Qingshan monk pouted: "Isn't it just spicy grilled fish?" This way of eating has long been on the beach! People still put it on the stone to heat it! I don't think it's as good as the flowers and the four seas! ”

"Hmph, vulgar!" Academician Bailu scolded him, and when he saw the two dishes that were about to take shape, he changed his words, "Although the name is a little ordinary, the dishes themselves are really good." ”

While the two were talking, the flowers were already blooming. The sushi girl held the green glazed ice crack disk and made a total of five styles of sushi, four portions of each type. All of them are small and delicate, with clear layers, and at first glance they really look like blooming flowers.

The four referees wanted to eat it all one by one, but then they thought that they would have to comment on whether the dishes were too full in the follow-up, so they put down their chopsticks and stopped being greedy. The four of them were very surprised and gave high praise, which made the sushi girl show a rare smile.

The second kite flying fish leap is done, and Academician Bailu likes it very much. However, the well-informed Qingshan monk and the two big proprietors were not very interested in this dish, but they were barely novel in terms of method and taste, and gave a medium to high evaluation.

Later, people came on the field one after another, and most of them left the field miserably, because these four referees knew what was really new. The sensational dishes were all brushed off, and some contestants took advantage of the lack of knowledge of the common people, and they were all eliminated at this time.

When the stinky mandarin fish came on the field, the four of them all kept silent and did not comment, only silently took out the sign that passed and handed it to Mao Buba, and no one could see what the expressions on their faces represented.

Mao Buba thought that Wang Dongjia deliberately united people to squeeze him, and he hated it in his heart, and his eyes were very unkind when he looked at the referees.

However, the four of them didn't want to pay attention to him, and continued to taste the food, some of the contestants could get a few more words, and some could only hear the word "elimination". When Meng Hui came to the court with the dishes, Mao Buba's eyes narrowed slightly, pretending not to care, but his ears were about to stand up.

Qingshan monks are full of praise, and their favorite is the fish aroma and salt and pepper flavor; Academician Bailu didn't like common names, and as soon as he ate it, he forgave everything; The owner of Yuyang Building Liandao This dish is very novel from the raw materials, methods to taste, and the most important thing is that it can be delicious, which is a rare and good product.

Since Wang Dadong was from his own family, he only happily said "pass", and handed the sign to Meng Hui and asked her to wait.