Jiang Haichao's eyebrows danced, his fingers stroked the hair of soybeans, and he smiled like an idiot.

"It's okay, the day after tomorrow is the final, and when the final is over, I can go back."

"It's amazing, what kind of food did you make, although you can't eat it, but listening to you can satisfy your cravings."

"The dragon and phoenix are auspicious, the taste is relatively light, and the nutritional value is high."

"This dish is good, the name is auspicious, the taste is good, and the appearance is better. Just listening to the name, my saliva is about to flow out, and I regret more and more that I can't cheer you on the spot. ”

"It's okay, I'll make it for you when I get back."

Jiang Haichao's heart immediately warmed, like a small flame beating in his chest.

"That's embarrassing, I hope you can win the championship."

After clicking send, Jiang Haichao sent a video call invitation.

Will she take it?

Won't think he's reckless.

Does he want to end the video invitation immediately?

The video is on.

Jiang Haichao, who has been concerned about people for two days, appears in the video.

His lips were dry, his heart was beating faster, and he was a little incoherent with joy: "You really took it, I thought you wouldn't take it." Look at the little yellow beans, the soybeans are here! ”

Jiang Haichao is like a teenager in his first love, reckless, enthusiastic and eager, looking at her face, he began to be fascinated and his breathing was tight.

Is his hairstyle okay? Is there anything dirty on your face?

Jiang Haichao hurriedly turned the camera to the soybeans, and asked Shu Ange to look at the soybeans, and his fingers trembled.

"Soybeans have been obedient for the past two days, have they caused damage in your house?"

Her voice came through the WeChat video, which was a little different from usual, and there was a little more tenderness in the distortion.

"Soybeans are very well-behaved, I fed him pet biscuits and drank a bottle of milk."

"Feeding trouble, don't get used to this little thing."

When Jiang Haichao switched cameras, Shu Ange saw the computer screen lit up behind him, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you coding words?" Busy or not, is it convenient to talk? ”

"Convenient, of course, codewords need inspiration, and they need to rest from time to time. What are you doing? ”

"I'm working on some paperwork."

"Do you need to deal with paperwork when cooking, do you need me to help you?"

Jiang Haichao looked dazed and offered to do things for Shu Ange.

"Hehe, you don't need to deal with any documents to cook, it's something else."

Shu Ange said a word, and Jiang Haichao didn't ask.

He racked his brains, tried to find a topic, said a lot, and felt that every sentence was like nonsense.

After chatting for a while, Jiang Haichao reluctantly hung up the video.

After hanging up the video, Jiang Haichao recalled his previous performance, closed his eyes, and smashed the keyboard with his head.

"Why am I so stupid, what did I just say. Why can he speak wittily in front of others, and look like a fool in front of Shu Ange. ”

After being depressed, Jiang Haichao ran to the finish group and wailed.

The tide ebbed and flowed: "Comrades, I suddenly found myself with a social disability, ahhhh ”

Moonlight Song: "It doesn't matter, according to scientific research, nine and a half of ten online writers have social difficulties, and half of them can't socialize at all." ”

Mianmian: "+1, you're not alone. ”

Little Phoenix: "@潮起潮落, @发春的江海潮, so what are you howling?" Rejected courtship? ”

Moonlight Song: "@小凤凰, praise for your sharpness." ”

The tide rises and falls: "Don't talk nonsense, my neighbor went to participate in a cooking competition, and I made a video with her for the first time today, and I feel like I am out of a mental retard." ”

Pointing to the Spring and Autumn Period: "The fun is coming, the cub can't help it, the tide is really spring." ”

Jiang Haichao blushed and heartbeat by what they said, his fingers tapped a few times on the keyboard, and finally replied fiercely: "Say a few words, Lao Tzu has no spring heart, .jpg light a cigarette, you haven't eaten the dishes made by your neighbors, it's a masterpiece in the world!" ”

He had a rainbow fart in the group, which made everyone hehe.

After closing the chat window, Jiang Haichao suppressed his excitement, and was about to code words, when the editor knocked him out.

Thinking of Shu Ange, who was still fighting in Qingxi City, Jiang Haichao waved his hand and directly agreed to participate in the popular PK competition.

For Shu Ange, he, the god of salted fish, has to fight hard.

Moreover, he needed an opportunity to tell Shu Ange his identity.

What could surprise people more than a live broadcast?

After a hot competition, the "Qingxi Chef God Competition" successfully entered the finals.

Shu Ange entered the finals with the first place in the preliminary round, attracting the attention of all the players.

Different from the preliminary round, those who can enter the finals, except for Shu Ange, are all over 30 years old.

They're either owners themselves or restaurant chefs, and they all have impressive resumes.

In the finals, two apprentices can be brought to start, and the participating chefs must make two meat, one vegetable and three dishes within four hours.

The judging panel consisted of five expert chefs and 14 foodies.

Shu Ange looked at this lineup and thought to himself that if Jiang Haichao was here, he would definitely try his best to be a public judge.

"Dear guests, as well as distinguished judges, hello everyone! The final of the Cheonggye Chef Contest is about to begin, and in order to hold the contest fairly and justly, each contestant will draw lots to decide the dishes to be made. ”

The host's words made the faces of the contestants change slightly.

"In the past, it was not only limited to the theme, but today I have limited the names of the dishes."

"If you don't know how to make the dishes you draw, wouldn't it be a joke."

As soon as the rules of the finals came out, some people were happy and some were worried.

"Scared, that's just right, Lao Zheng, I find all kinds of recipes to make new dishes every day. Come to think of it, today's game is not difficult for me. ”

"It doesn't matter what kind of dishes he has, he just does it when he picks up a kitchen knife, I entered the industry at the age of fifteen and have been cooking for more than 20 years, and I am afraid of this little test."

The chefs put on a posture of being a husband and wife, and Shu Ange was alone, which made him even thinner.

She is about the same age as the apprentices brought by other chefs, and she is a woman, so she is inevitably disliked in the male-dominated chef world.

There is a name tag posted in front of Shu Ange's table, and the semi-final number is subject to the results of the preliminary round, and she is the No. 1 player.

Reporters carrying cameras shuttled in front of each kitchen counter and took photos of each chef.

When drawing lots, Shu Ange looked indifferent.

"The No. 1 contestant, draw three dishes: rouge goose breast, stewed elbow with ham, and lotus tofu."

The host's voice landed, and the eyes of the people in the audience who looked at Shu Ange were a little more sympathetic.

These dishes are simple to name, but they are not easy to make. Lotus tofu is a home-cooked dish in "Notes on Lao Xue'an", and the remaining two dishes appeared in Dream of Red Mansions.

"The No. 1 contestant was very lucky, and he won three dishes full of classical charm at once, and now the No. 2 contestant is invited to draw lots."

On the judges' stage, the two judges whispered to each other.

"This little girl is not very old, I'm afraid she doesn't even know the allusions to these dishes, and it's hard to make it well."