According to the rules of the selection competition, the contestants enter the infield in order of drawing lots in their hands to select the ingredients, which will be placed on the cooking table on the second day in the freshest condition.

The contestants below whispered, and at this moment, the host began to speak again: "Everyone also knows that the main purpose of this competition is to find the past, and this pasta dish must naturally have traces to follow. There is also a new rule of the organizing committee, starting from the first competition, each team can send a maximum of two players......

There was an uproar -

"How can this be? If you want to make a complicated dish, how can two people be enough?!" Someone stood up with a fist waving and said in a loud voice, extremely dissatisfied.

The host still maintained a proper smile and leisurely replied, "In ancient times, there were many cooks who made a banquet by one person."

Looking at the narrow eyes below, Yu Jian couldn't help but smile.

Guan Shanyue, who was sitting on the judges' seat, was also surprised, could it be that the old man Chu found out in his conscience and persuaded the organizer to change the rules?

Shi Jiahua, who was sitting next to him, smiled and said something meaningless: "Some chefs take themselves too seriously." Guan Shanyue glanced at him in confusion, only to see that the smile on his face remained unchanged, and then turned his head and whispered to Liu Chenggao.

The cameras on the scene are at full power, and the magnesium lights are constantly flashing, recording everyone's facial expressions and movements.

Speaking of noodles, Yu Jian had an idea in her heart. There are a total of twelve participating teams, and she is the ninth number, some of them are behind, and I don't know if I can choose the ingredients I like.

The game is a points system, brutal but fair. The three judges on the field each have 20 points, and the 10 off-court judges each have 5 points, and whoever can reach 100 points first will enter the next round, and so on.

"Nine, please come in and choose the ingredients." The staff shouted, Yu Jian retracted his thoughts, raised his hand, and stepped into the infield alone.

Looking at these food walls up close, it is even more shocking, Yu Jian held the basket, observed it carefully little by little, and after a while, he found what he wanted.

"Excuse me, please give me a whole hind leg tomorrow, thank you." Yu Jian told the staff who recorded it, and only after seeing that he had recorded it completely was relieved.

The staff smiled and said, "Don't worry, it will definitely be prepared according to your requirements." There is also an exploration in the bottom of the eye, it is really strange that such a young girl likes to hold a spatula like a group of old men.

Yu Jian pretended not to know what he was thinking, thanked him again, and then walked out the door. There were still a few pairs of players waiting anxiously in the passage, and when they saw Yu Jian come out, their eyes lit up, and a little apprentice who was about the same age as her was sobbing his lips, and just wanted to speak, he was stopped by a cough from the master, stretched out his head in disbelief, and shrank back in discouragement.

The corners of Yu Jian's lips raised, these people probably looked at her alone, and wanted to hear some news from her mouth.

When he arrived at the fork in the road, the soles of his feet turned around, Yu Jian turned into the passage of the lounge, and just wanted to knock on the door, he was vigorously pulled up from the inside, Lin Feng raised his eyes, and couldn't stop being happy: "I just wanted to go to you, you came by yourself, our senior brothers and sisters are really smart!"

Before Yu Jian could speak, Guan Shanyue's loud voice sounded from behind: "Ma slips to close the door, do you want everyone to know about our relationship?"

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Lin Fengxu touched his nose, yes, he had to sneak around......

Looking at the male disciple, seeing the pretty Yu Jian, Guan Shanyue looked different, shh......h

"Uncle Jianping can't be busy alone in the restaurant." Yu Jian warmed her hands with a teacup, the winter in the magic capital was different from the capital, and the wet and cold chill hurt in her bones, "What's more...... I can do it alone."

Guan Shanyue patted her shoulder, and the warmth of her palm swept over Yu Jian's whole body, and her tone was sincere: "Ah Jian, if, I said if, you can't go to the end, don't be discouraged, you are still young, and there are still a lot of opportunities."

Yu Jian took a deep breath

Angry, with a smile in his lowered eyes, this old man, it is true that he cares about her. But at this time, before it even started, she pretended to be unhappy and said coldly, "You have no confidence in me so much?"

Guan Shanyue was speechless for a while, and cautiously glanced at her face, only to see the shadow of the Dao hidden by the little girl's eyelids, and he said "groan" in his heart, it was bad, he said the wrong thing!

Hurriedly changed his breath, "That's not what I mean, I mean if...... It's just a possibility, but it's not a certainty......" The more he explained, the more chaotic it became, Guan Shanyue sighed, and turned her head to Lin Fengxu, who was snickering.

Why don't you come and help your master. Guan Shanyue glared and condemned silently.

Lin Fengxu wiped away the tears that overflowed from the corners of his eyes with a smile, and stepped forward to talk: "Teacher, he doesn't mean that, he is still very optimistic about you. He is always talking, and Ah Jian is the most knowledgeable of all chefs, and he is also the best cooker among scholars......

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Is this a compliment?

The more Yu Jian listened, the more she felt that something was wrong, and raised her eyes to look at the two people who were singing and harmonizing.

After a long time, there was a "poof" sound, and his smile was like a flower.

Guan Shanyue only then knew that she was being played with by such a little girl again......

"By the way, Ajan, what are you going to do tomorrow's pasta?" Back to the point, Guan Shanyue also calmed down. The title of the selection competition was agreed upon by the three members of the jury, and although he already knew the content, he would not show favoritism. It's just a little curious, in the face of this kind of bland and impermanent test questions, what kind of surprises will Yu Jian bring to them.

"Teacher Guan, have you ever heard of 'Gluttony'?"

Guan Shanyue breathed and stared, looking at the little girl's thick eyelashes blinking, and her eyes revealed determination. He twisted a Chuanzi between his eyebrows, quite disapproving: "If you want to talk about the ancient times, 'Fu Fu, it does have a long history. But there are very few records of it in the ancient books, are you sure you can make it?"

I don't know if others will do it, but Yu Jian definitely will.

The formation of dumplings is very early, and it has been recorded in the Northern Wei Dynasty that this is the prototype of noodles. In the Tang Dynasty, when the people had enough of eating bread, they began to look for fresh ways to eat grain, and the dumpling was a kind of improved noodles, commonly known as "noodle soup". The duck flower soup cake that Yu Jian once made is one of them.

The Tang Dynasty was prosperous, and the surrounding countries all sent envoys to Chang'an, and later this noodle-like food was introduced to neon, and after improvement, it became the "ramen" that became a popular neon phenomenon.

Yu Jian's thoughts were pulled back to Chang'an City, in the boxes in the West Market, there was light smoke in the early morning, and there was a lot of shouting, among which there was this "glutton" stall, where the shopkeeper sliced the noodles into various shapes, thin strips, long bands, leaf-shaped, square, thick, and thin slices......

What she wants to do is the ordinary and unusual food on the table of the people of Chang'an-five-flavored falcon gluttony.

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