"Ladies and gentlemen. Hello everyone! I'm your old friend Moon Tae Kang."

Sitting on the wooden floor of the living room of Qiu Yanzi's house, Jiang Wentai was smiling and squinting.

"The one on my left is today's special guest, with facial paralysis...... No, Mr. Mo Ming."

Jiang Wentai naturally introduced Mo Ming, who was sitting hunched over and reading comics, Mo Ming glanced at him, looked contemptuous, and continued to bury his head in reading comics.

"Today we ushered in the first session of the Girls' High School Student Food God Contest in Qingchuan Town~"

Jiang Wentai looked to the right, which was the direction of Qiu Yanzi's kitchen. The design of her house is different from other houses in the village, and it should be a European-style villa to be precise. On the first floor, there is a communication between the living room and the kitchen, there is no wall barrier, not even a screen, only a long white lacquer table is erected in the middle, so that the whole space can be harmoniously integrated.

"NO1 player, Qiu Hinako, the beauty minister of the school magazine, she has excellent grades, what about her cooking skills!"

Qiu Hinako's plain white dress was covered with a goose-yellow apron with a poached egg pattern, and her long black neat hair was tied high with rubber bands, revealing the snow-white back of her neck, and she was very well prepared.

Jiang Wentai's shameful lines made Qiu Yanzi very embarrassed, but considering that Jiang Wentai was such a person, he was somewhat able to accept it and walked in front of the chopping board.

"NO2 player, class 5 squad leader Yan Wu, she is gentle and virtuous in appearance, is she worthy of her name!"

Jiang Wentai shifted his gaze to Mo Ming.

"Mr. Mo, do you think it's worthy of the name?"

This strange play Mo Ming didn't want to participate at all, just turned his body to the side, lay on the ground, his hands resting on his head, and concentrated on reading the comics.

No matter how noisy it was here, Yan Wu didn't pay attention to it, it should be said that she didn't notice, she stared at the cutting board, brushed her hair to the root of her ears, and carefully controlled the ceramic knife in her hand.

"NO3 player Luo Nan, who usually looks hidden, what kind of surprise will she bring us today? Let's wait and see!"

Luo Nan wanted to make soup, and after hearing Jiang Wentai's introduction to her, she seemed to swing a scissor hand at the audience in front of the TV.

"NO4 player, track and field monster Chen Yingjie, can the kitchen of the minister's house survive her hands with developed limbs?"

"Hit you!"

"Player Chen Yingjie...... Put the kitchen knife down......

Chen Yingjie snorted lightly, skillfully peeled the potato skin, and I have to say that she looks like a chef.

"NO5 player, the ...... of Lori's body predecessor heart Senior sister, don't pinch your neck...... Suffocated...... I can't breathe...... Die...... ...... to death."

"Ahem, ahem."

After some tossing, Jiang Wentai sat up again and began to introduce the situation, at this time Mo Ming's serial comics had already finished reading the one he wanted to read, so he also sat up, rubbed his eyes, and looked towards the kitchen.

"Mr. Mo, which player do you think has the advantage?"

Taking advantage of the moment Mo Ming got up, Jiang Wentai actively cosplayed his host role.

"This......

Mo Ming scratched his head and watched everyone cooking seriously.

"Well, I think ......."

Mo Ming actually began to talk, and just after saying a few words, Qiu Yanzi and Yan Wu sensitively stopped what they were doing, and their expressions became more serious.

"Oh, it seems that Mr. Mo wants to predict the outcome of the game, let's hear his answer."

"I think Luo Nan might be better at it."

As soon as Mo Ming's words fell, Qiu Yanzi and Yan Wu frowned, and the frequency of the knife in their hands suddenly accelerated, making a rapid "dong dong" sound, and Luo Nan on the side looked dazed.

"Mr. Mo's answer is interesting, so why do you think so?"

"Well...... I once went to Luo Nan's house and ate a dish of fish-flavored shredded pork made by her, and I have to say that it was touching."

Mo Ming's requirements for food are not high because the two professors in his family have almost no talent points for cooking, so he can eat anything unpalatable calmly, but once he tastes a dish with a slightly better taste, he will remember it deeply. Sad, right? Mo Ming.

His natural words made Qiu Yanzi and Yan Wu's swing of the knife faster, and this emotional sound made the others shudder.

"Stop! Stupid!"

Chen Yingjie was a little scared, and yelled at the two idle panicked men in the living room.

Mo Ming was directly frightened and shut up, although Jiang Wentai was also a little trembling, but as a professional person, he couldn't be cowardly.

"That...... Dear viewers and friends, let's start with an advertisement...... After the advertisement......"

"Shut up!"

The bored man fell silent, sitting in the living room stupidly, waiting for the dishes made by the girls themselves, what is this subtle feeling to the extreme?

The five of them have been cooking very seriously in the kitchen, although they are superficially gentle with each other to cook together and prepare lunch. But in essence, there is also an undercurrent behind this, girls will compare in addition to appearance, but also cooking, compared to appearance, cooking is a woman's showdown, more connotation and depth.

Time passed slowly, Mo Ming in the living room looked at other serials that were not interested, and Jiang Wentai, who had ADHD, couldn't bear it.

The girls were each responsible for making a dish, some simple, some troublesome, some delicate, some average-looking, but everyone still finished the lunch little by little, before the usual lunchtime.

"The guy who eats rice over there, come and sit!"

Chen Yingjie held the dinner plate and called the boy angrily.

Forehead...... What kind of tone is this, "Wow, come and eat?" Mo Ming got up lazily, walked to the dining table with Jiang Wentai, and sat next to Qiu Yanzi, Jiang Wentai sat next to Mo Ming, and the other four sat opposite.

Dishes and soups are placed on the table, and it looks very hearty.

"You're doing a really good job, can you tell us about the author of these dishes?"

Jiang Wentai looked left and right, the five girls cooked for themselves, so let's take it for themselves here...... I'm afraid this is the pinnacle of life as a man, thank God, no, it should be thanks to the school magazine.

Qiu Yanzi stood up and added rice to everyone, and the first bowl of rice was handed to Mo Ming, Mo Ming was stunned and took it, and then Qiu Yanzi continued to serve food to everyone and introduced the works of the "contestants".

"This kung pao chicken is made by Yan Wu, let's try it first."

Yan Wu choked up, very nervous, she was very strict when cooking, but this was because she was not good at cooking, and it was also this kind of inadequacy that made her not grasp the degree of soy sauce, and this kung pao chicken was a little black, like curry beef. Qiu Yanzi didn't say what it was, and Mo Ming hadn't reacted yet.

"Okay...... Then Mo Ming and I, as judges, will try it first."

Jiang Wentai's Chef Contest is not over yet, and he is still full of interest.

"Stop playing, let's eat well."

Chen Yingjie waved her hand disdainfully, she looked very mature, but Luo Nan seemed to have a different opinion from her, squinting and smiling.

"Well, isn't that interesting?"

"But, that's going to make these boys self-righteous."

Chen Yingjie is very righteous, which makes Mo Ming feel inexplicably lying down, but he didn't think about it so much.

"Isn't it interesting......

Yang Huhu, who thought he was very handsome, laughed, as if he was in a war without gunpowder.

"Okay...... Mistakes are habitual."

Chen Yingjie waved her hand helplessly.

"Let's try it......

Jiang Wentai picked up a piece of diced chicken with chopsticks, put it in his mouth and chewed it, his expression was calm, and he didn't have too much to say. made Yan Wu a little flustered, and it wasn't until Mo Ming finished tasting it that Yan Wu officially became depressed with the same expression.

"That...... Squad leader, it's actually pretty good, it's much better than what my family makes."

The factual evaluation made Yan Wu very moved, this evaluation is quite high?

"Pretty good."

Jiang Wentai didn't make too many comments, since Mo Ming had said it, there was no need to add more.

"That...... Eat me next...... No, no, eat my food......

「……」

Mo Ming always thinks that Senior Sister Yang Huhu is the second dimension in people's mouths, right? It will take a long time to break the dimensional wall and communicate with this person.

Yang Huhu made a bowl of egg rolls with golden light, and the evenly distributed carrot particles and a little green onion can be vaguely seen on the egg roll, which can be described as impeccable, but how does it taste? We'll see.

Sandwiched a piece, some clear and delicate golden soup overflowed out, Mo Ming caught the egg roll with a bowl, carefully released it in his mouth, and took a bite of it, as if a warm current had invaded his body.

"It's delicious."

Mo Ming ate a piece very satisfied, and then his expression was a little more comfortable, and he gave a very high evaluation. But Yang Huhu's eyes seemed to dim, and then he turned his head to look at Jiang Wentai, expecting his reaction, Jiang Wentai was very positive, put up his thumbs, and praised her.

"Alas......" Yang Huhu sighed, and everyone looked at her in confusion, only to see her muttering as if she was complaining.

"What kind of food is it if you don't pop clothes......

「……」

Breaking the dimensional wall of communication may still be a long time ago.

"Uh...... You can have some soup."

Chen Yingjie is still very cold, this kind of kitchen god contest or something, stupid to death.

Her soup looks very thick, with potatoes and carrots floating on the surface of the bowl, and you can see a corner of the cube-shaped beef, and the rich flavor of the soup exudes a thick flavor that stimulates the appetite.

"Ah, Xiaoying really has a hand at cooking."

Jiang Wentai and Chen Yingjie are neighbors, they often visit each other's homes, and they have each gone to each other's homes for dinner, Chen Yingjie's cooking skills are very good, and she is often praised by Jiang Wentai's mother with a smile, "Xiaoying is so good at cooking, she must be a good wife in the future." Every time she said this, Chen Yingjie's face turned red, and Jiang Wentai wanted to escape from this boring topic.

"Hmph, I still need to say it."

Mo Ming was very embarrassed, the interaction between the two made him feel troublesome, how long did he have to escape.

"Then you're welcome."

Jiang Wentai scooped a spoonful of soup into his bowl, and then intimately scooped a spoonful for Mo Ming, and Mo Ming glanced at him.

The two drank at the same time, and the slight "grunting" sound made people feel surprised, but the other girls around kept watching the two of them finish a bowl in one go, is it so powerful? Did you lose? Did stir-fry lose to the evil way of soup?

"Ah......h

Simultaneous exclamation, from the bottom of my heart.

"Xiao Yingying's craftsmanship is really getting more and more nice, and she can go out to make money."

While Jiang Wentai praised from the bottom of his heart, he did not forget to be poor.

"Don't say such nonsense."

Chen Yingjie's voice was very small, and her tone was very slow and there was a slight pause.

"Mo Ming, what do you think?"

Qiu Yanzi turned towards Mo Ming, even if he sat honestly on the chair, his body leaned forward slightly, staring at Mo Ming with those big eyes.

What does Mo Ming think, of course it's delicious! Comrade Mo Ming has suffered for most of his life, it is rare to eat something good, he is very happy, if it weren't for today, he still thinks that he really has no requirements for food?

Of course, the words can't be said like that.

"Delicious ......"

It was very ordinary to say that it was delicious, without a little excess emotion, Qiu Yanzi seemed to be relieved, and this action was captured by Mo Ming.

Fortunately, there was no overreaction, otherwise it would be troublesome, and Qiu Yanzi is very calculating even about things like cooking.

"Then, it's up to me."

Luo Nan stood up, bowed respectfully to Mo Ming and Jiang Wentai, and then thoughtfully served food to the two.

"Hello judge, this is the fish-flavored shredded pork I made, please taste it."

"It's been a long time since I've eaten the fish-flavored shredded pork you made, I miss it."

Mo Ming was very moved.

"Well...... That's all I can do, haha."

"I'll try it first."

Jiang Wentai tasted this dish that Mo Ming praised first.

At the moment of entrance, a peculiar idea arose, are all female high school students so considerate now?

"Since ancient times, the topic of food has a long history, and many cuisines and snacks have been formed. It is really sad that contemporary Chinese people seem to enjoy the blessings of ancient traditions, but they have lost something important, that is, craftsmanship, with the improvement of material life, girls are more and more diverse, but there is only one thing that is not interested, that is, cooking. About ......"

"Wentai, you're so noisy."

"Sorry ......"

"Xiaoming, what do you think?"

Of course, Mo Ming thought it was delicious, but at this time, he still praised it in a moderate tone.

"It's delicious......

The minister didn't stare at himself, okay, perfect.

"That's a lot of fun."

Luo Nan smiled contentedly.

Then came the final course, the finale representing the highest level of gladiatorial arena that was obviously not suitable for cooking, but the finale focused everyone's attention on one point.

"You are like this...... I'm so nervous."

Qiu Yanzi made a knife of oily eggplant, which was gorgeous in appearance, but it was excessively gorgeous. It seems that the children from this city do not know how to save, the oil on the eggplant is shiny, as if it is about to overflow, and many neat eggplants are soaked in the sea of oil, like a flat boat with a leaf, too greasy.

There's something weird floating on it, what's that? Egg yolk hasn't dissolved through the clump stuff yet? It has a somewhat pungent smell.

Mo Ming and Jiang Wentai were nervous about the game, and the dark cuisine was there.

"Why don't you eat it?"

Qiu Yanzi looked at the two of them naturally and suspiciously, and Mo Ming felt that he was in a catastrophe.

I tried to clip a piece, and as soon as I touched it, the oil ejected from the eggplant.

"Wentai, let's ...... together"

"No...... You go first."

"Don't be humble."

"Let's ...... together"

"Okay."

The two of them picked up the eggplant and put it to their mouths at the same time, closed their eyes and felt it with their hearts, Qiu Yanzi didn't understand the actions of these people, but kept staring with big eyes.

Just when Mo Ming was about to turn on the marquee to recall his life, a feeling pulled him back, obviously soaked in oil, but there was no trace of greasy, but that refreshing, amazing! What the hell is this? Mo Ming was ashamed of his preconceived notions, which ...... It's so delicious.

"Great!"

Mo Ming and Jiang Wentai spoke in unison and gave Qiu Yanzi the highest praise.

"Is it really okay?"

Qiu asked uncertainly.

"Of course."

Jiang Wentai, as a well-known critic in the food industry, has such a status, but now he bows down to this ordinary eggplant.

"Minister, do you know what the smallest murder in the world is?"

Jiang Wentai made an exaggerated gesture, and Qiu Yanzi shook his head blankly.

"That's the moment I tasted the minister's food, and the fussy people in my stomach were dead."

"That's ......."

Qiu Hinako lowered her head in embarrassment. The others were intrigued by Mo Ming's reaction and Jiang Wentai's remarks, and thought to themselves, "Is it so powerful?" to try.

As a result, it was.

"Delicious!"