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After mixing the batter evenly, Shen Qingge beat an egg into it and continued to stir, so that her noodles would taste more delicious after they were made into finished products.

A minute later.

The egg batter was stirred evenly by Shen Qingge again, and as far as the eye could see, there were no small pieces of particles in the batter.

Shen Qingge was satisfied, took a piping bag in his hand, and poured all the batter into the piping bag.

When she had done all this, the water she had put on the fire was boiled.

The timing was just right.

Shen Qingge smiled slightly, lifted the lid of the pot, and at the same time used a sharp object to open a small opening on the top of the piping bag.

At this time, there were still 10 minutes left before the end of the game, and the other players had already entered the finishing stage.

The host kept introducing to the audience what this contestant was doing, what kind of dragon flying phoenix dance this one was doing, what kind of Dapeng spreading wings was made of that one, and what kind of gourd seven brothers were made......

The five finalists are more fancy than the other, and their names are better than the other.

When it was Shen Qingge's turn, the host looked at the piles of yellow thin strips in the boiling water, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Goddess Shen, what are you doing?" ”

Shen Qingge replied succinctly while washing vegetables under the faucet: "Noodles." ”

"Noodles?"

The host's eyes widened, and he deliberately exaggeratedly said, "Goddess Shen, did you make a noodle?" Boiled noodles in clear water? ”

Shen Qingge raised his eyes to look at him, "Do you think there's anything wrong with what I've done?" ”

"No, no, no." The host waved his hand again and again, "I just asked casually, after all, the other contestants are quite wonderful, and Goddess Shen seems to be a little ...... Simple. ”

What's simple?

Don't you just want to say that she can't do it on the stage?

Shen Qingge knew the hidden meaning of the host's words, and asked coldly, "Do you have any opinions?" ”

"I didn't ...... No comments. ”

The host laughed, "What can I say, I think Goddess Shen is also doing a good job, very homely." ”

Having said that, the host still couldn't help but say something: "Come on, photographer, give us a close-up of the noodles made by Goddess Shen, Goddess Shen is the only special contestant among our sweet little chefs." ”

Hearing this, the photographer pulled the camera closer and transmitted Shen Qingge's face to the eyes of the audience through the high-definition lens.

"Wow-"

Some people laughed out loud when they saw the finished product.

"It's also called rice?"

"Oh my God, can you find anyone better than her?"

"What is this?"

"The threshold of the sweet little chef is so low? I was also a special player, I knew that I was here too, and I was also a special player, so I definitely did better than her. ”

"Yes, yes, I think so too."

……

The discussion in the audience was endless, but Shen Qingge seemed to hear nothing, and he was taking care of his own things.

Put the vegetables, put the sesame oil, put the chopped green onions......

She did every step of the way exactly as the dean's mother used to do, making sure that she could make the flavor she wanted.

Seeing that Shen Qingge was so serious, the host couldn't help but sigh and asked, "Goddess Shen, there are still three minutes before the end of the game, do you still have any big moves?" ”

"Nope."

Shen Qingge replied neatly, "This is the noodles I made." ”

The host sighed, but his heart was about to go crazy with joy.

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