Wan'er was in a hurry in the live broadcast room, and the audience on both sides saw it.

At this time, the people who spoke for Wan'er before were also silent, and only a few people were still struggling, thinking that Wan'er was nervous today.

"She's been live streaming for so long, will she be nervous? And if you are nervous about the live broadcast, why not be nervous during the Chef God Competition? Su Wanwan opened her mouth mercilessly.

The people in the barrage were silent again, and it seemed that they really couldn't find a reason to argue anymore.

Wan'er is hand-born, and she is not very skilled in cooking, and this sweet and sour pork ribs seems to have learned from Su Wanwan.

"Does Wan'er have any famous dishes? Didn't you? Doesn't she just add something to a pot and dance there every day, and when it comes to sowing, it will be burned to charcoals. Su Wanwan took a sip of milk tea, as if the old man was drinking wolfberries.

Wan'er's expression became more and more hideous, and she slapped the table hard, "Can you stop talking!" No matter how you say it, I won the God of Chef competition! I'm the strongest at cooking! ”

Su Wanwan ignored it, just watched the little robot who came to deliver the goods line up to pick up the goods.

"You know how you got that championship."

Wan'er's heart should be like a mirror, but she still has to lie to herself, what do you want.

If you say too much, it becomes true?

Wan'er was angry when she heard this, and her subordinates' movements became more and more rough, so she almost lifted this pot of sweet and sour pork ribs, and the ribs below were already burnt, and the top ones were not yet stained with the sauce.

The people in the live broadcast room who watched it were also terrified, what could a big rocket buy, it looked too weird.

"That's it? A big rocket? I wouldn't buy a little love. Su Wanwan shrugged her shoulders, her things had been done anyway, and she sat in the live broadcast room and said cool things.

[Cub Su, I just sent a private message, but it seems to be a little late, can you make another pot. 】

The people who didn't grab it all looked at the pot that had been cleaned, the batch of private messages was too large, although Su Wanwan had already dealt with some of it, but there was still a steady stream of people pouring in.

"Okay, just let this champion see how sweet and sour pork ribs are made." Su Wanwan repeated the process just now.

By the time her second pot came out, Wan'er finally wrapped the sauce evenly, but there was hardly a piece of pork ribs in the pot.

All of them are pitch black, and they look a lot worse.

[Which of the two of you is authentic? 】

The newcomers in the live broadcast room were a little stunned.

"My previous account was banned by the platform, so I don't have past videos, and you will know whose one is authentic after you eat it." Su Wanwan didn't panic.

Everything is left to the audience to decide.

The judges of the God of Chef competition also know whether they have any shady scenes.

And they know it in their hearts.

Wait until today when these people taste the ribs on both sides and see who they can say is delicious.

Let's see how those judges get off the stage, and then see what astrolabe entertainment will explain.

Just thinking about it is exciting.

[You said that you two are anchors, why are you killing each other.] 】

The person in the barrage was holding the title of Wan'er, and at this time, he thought of coming over to Su Wanwan's side to intercede.

Su Wanwan snorted lightly, "Why do you want to kill each other, then you have to ask Wan'er, I have been doing live broadcasts conscientiously, and I finally went to a competition, but I was suppressed by someone with money, can I feel better?" That's it? ”

What kind of ability is it not to go to Wan'er to go crazy in her live broadcast room.

Wan'er made a sweat when she cooked, she didn't know why the ribs didn't listen to her fiddling, no matter how she turned them, she couldn't make them even, and she couldn't keep the black marks on the ingredients.

She had tried it many times, and the reason why she participated in the Chef Contest was because she felt that she had exercised enough.

But I didn't expect it to work.

"It's done, it's done, I'll send it out to the brothers who just sent the big rocket, and the brothers must evaluate it after eating." Wan'er quietly wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and she didn't want to eat just looking at herself.

Can fans buy it?

To be honest, the appearance is really bad, but it doesn't seem to be to the point where you can't eat it.

Wan'er frantically comforted herself, and was not very confident to call the delivery robot to send the sweet and sour pork ribs out.

"Okay, the person who received the two sweet and sour pork ribs can come up and connect, and the three of us will accept your comments together." Su Wanwan drank half a cup of milk tea, and just wanted to add some coffee to it, only to suddenly remember that coffee has not been cultivated yet.

It's really hard to miss a delicacy.

Immediately, someone applied for the connection, and many people were waiting for Su Wanwan to speak, and the two dishes they received were not moved.

I even cooked some noodles and stuffed some rice, so I waited for a while to eat together.

Su Wanwan took the first connection, and it was a boy who looked a little chubby.

She connected the line here, and Wan'er could also see it, and Wan'er seemed a little restless and waved her hand at the screen.

"You can start eating, let's try it, but everyone tastes different, and I'm not sure that each of you will like what I make." But two identical dishes can always tell whether they are delicious or unpalatable.

The boy was also a little cramped, this was the first time he had been in the live broadcast room of so many people, he opened two boxes in front of everyone, and the black one in the box was undoubtedly made by Wan'er.

And the other one with a bright color was made by Su Wanwan.

Su Wanwan has already won just in terms of appearance.

"Let's start with the taste...... The one on the left has a smell that I don't quite like, like something is baked, and since I haven't cooked before, it's probably not too accurate. ”

They are handicapped, they can only make a pot of rice and the like by themselves, and doing anything else is no different from what Wan'er does.

For the sake of your stomach, it is more convenient to buy ready-made ones.

Under the witness of everyone, the boy took a bite of Wan'er's first, and his whole face instantly wrinkled, and then ran out of the camera and spit out.

"Wan'er, although you are very good-looking, but today's meal makes me feel that you don't have a sense of taste......

It's not just a matter of fried paste, the whole dish is so salty that you can't even taste the taste.

He hurriedly took another bite of Su Wanwan's cooking, and the frowning brows gradually relaxed, "Sweet, the taste is a little pungent, it smells slightly sour, and it doesn't have such a serious sour taste in the mouth, I like it very much!" ”