The white-haired judge stood up, looked at the ten contestants and said:

"After our discussion, the title of this competition is: Huaxia. Everyone can play freely, whether it is to reflect the unity and strength of our country, or to show the various cultures of our China. When the time comes, we will comment and score your dishes according to many reasons such as color, aroma, taste, shape, and meaning, and select the last god of food!"

After listening to the judges' words, the faces of the ten participants all changed: this topic seems simple and has no limitations, but in fact this is the most difficult.

Especially if this topic is related to your own country, it is really difficult to design!

Among the four people who participated, Zhao Xiaoyu's level was the lowest. She basically doesn't cook much at home, but now she has no choice but to grit her teeth.

After the judges announced the theme of the competition, the host took the stage again and said to the ten participants: "Okay, now that the theme is already there, you have five minutes to prepare, you can go over there and choose the ingredients." ”

As soon as his voice fell, everyone rushed to the other largest venue, on which there were all kinds of vegetables, ingredients, whether it was chicken, duck, goose, pork, beef and mutton.

Ten contestants circled the open space, hoping to find some inspiration from the ingredients.

Soon, just for the contestants, he walked back in one time! Zhao Xiaoyu walked at the end, he didn't have the slightest clue, he didn't know what kind of dishes to make to fit today's theme.

Seeing that the time was coming, she could only grit her teeth and quickly choose the ingredients.

She didn't know what to choose, she just desperately chose without a purpose, she hoped that after she made a choice, He Yong would rush back, and He Yong would have more choices at that time.

It's just that when she returned to her competition venue with a lot of things, she still didn't see He Yong's shadow.

It seems that you have to do it yourself!

At this time, the host looked at the time, and then said to the ten people: "The selection time is over, everyone is ready, and the competition will officially start after the ten-second countdown." ”

10, 9, 8......

Zhao Xiaoyu's heart became more and more nervous, her mind was blank, and she didn't know what she had to do to echo today's topic.

Murong Ting in the audience saw Zhao Xiaoyu's appearance at this time, and seemed to understand her tangled mood at this time. So Murong Ting shouted at Zhao Xiaoyu:

"Sister Xiaoyu, come on, even if you lose, it doesn't matter, let's just do our best!"

Hearing Murong Ting's words, Zhao Xiaoyu felt a warmth in her heart, and her mood finally calmed down, nodded at Murong Ting, and didn't say anything.

"Three, two, one, go!"

rumble

Almost at the same time, different colors of internal force surged up in the bodies of the ten people, and everyone began to move, some began to carve things, and some people washed some meat and vegetables......

At this time, Zhao Xiaoyu was only a fourth-grade strength, which was much worse than Murong Ting.

However, at this time, she also had a pale pink internal force on her body, and then she threw a few radishes and cucumbers in front of her in the air and began to carve.

Her carving skills are not very high, but she understands that in such a competition, if she does not make some carved objects, she may not even be able to enter the eyes of the judges.

Carving is also a more time-consuming and troublesome thing, and it can generally be carved, and the strength is above the third grade, and her strength is indeed a little reluctant.

Brush Brush Brush ......

Zhao Xiaoyu concentrated, without distractions, and soon in mid-air, carrots and cucumbers carved out the prototypes of several items: green dragon, white tiger, Xuanwu, Vermilion Bird!

She wanted to use the Four Divine Beasts as the theme!

The four divine beasts can also represent Chinese culture, but they belong to the category of mythology.

Zhao Xiaoyu concentrated, and in the blink of an eye, twenty minutes passed, and she used various ingredients to pose as a huge four-god beast, and then began to add seasonings and cook.

It's just that because of the lack of strength and the nervousness, when prompting the internal force to cook, one accident, the entire shape of the four divine beasts that had been placed shattered instantly!

Looking at the four divine beasts that had turned into stumps and broken bones, Zhao Xiaoyu was speechless, and after a few seconds, he directly bent down and cried.

She understood: she had already lost the game!

With less than ten minutes to go, there was absolutely no way she could make something like the Four Holy Beasts again!

Murong Ting in the audience saw that Zhao Xiaoyu's four divine beast shapes were shattered, and her heart was also tight.

But she didn't blame Zhao Xiaoyu, but shouted at her:

"Sister Xiaoyu, don't be sad, you've done your best! Come down, let's wait for my brother ..... together."

Zhao Xiaoyu wiped away her tears and said, "No! I must participate in the competition! Although I am short of time, I will work hard until the last second!"

When the audience saw Zhao Xiaoyu's miss, many people laughed 'haha'.

But now when I heard Zhao Xiaoyu's words, I couldn't help but have a trace of admiration for her, and applauded one by one.

Just as she was about to re-select the ingredients and make another one, an ethereal voice came into everyone's ears:

"Look at you, don't be reckless if you're not good at cooking!"

Everyone searched around in amazement, but there was no one to be seen.

When Murong Ting and Zhao Xiaoyu heard this voice, they suddenly showed surprise, and exclaimed at the same time:

"Brother!"

"Brother Yong!"

The two looked at each other at the same time, and all the spectators and people in the game also stopped their movements at the same time, looking for prestige.

Just before everyone could see it, they saw a flash of light on the competition table, and there was already one more person.

This person is He Yong, but at this time, he showed his true face to participate in the competition.

Everyone who saw him couldn't help but exclaim: "Master He!"

"It's Master He! Why is he here?"

"Could it be that he is here to participate in the competition? By the way, didn't he say that the champion of Maotu City is called He Yong? I didn't expect that this He Yong is really Master He. ”

"I always thought it was the same name, after all, He Yong's name is too ordinary. ”

He Yong didn't care about the discussion in the audience, he walked directly to Zhao Xiaoyu, smiled at her, and said:

"Good work! Next, leave it to me. ”

Zhao Xiaoyu's eyes were red, and she was about to cry, but she bit her lip and didn't say anything, just nodded desperately, and then walked off the stage.

After Zhao Xiaoyu went down, He Yongcai looked at the host and the judges and asked, "Now it's up to me to continue the competition, is it okay?"

The host was a little at a loss, because he didn't expect that this He Yong was the famous Master He in China!

He could only look at the judges' table for help.

On the judges' platform, the white-haired and white-bearded judge said directly:

"Although you have a noble status, if you want to participate in this God of Food Competition, you must follow the rules. ”

"Of course!" He Yong nodded and said, "When the time comes, you can just comment on what I make." It doesn't matter if I win the championship or not. ”

When everyone heard this, their hearts were all relieved, and the old judge stroked his beard and said: "Since Master He is willing to come according to the rules, then you want to participate in the competition, and we have no problem when we arrive, but now the time is less than ten minutes......"

"It's okay!" He Yong smiled and said, "Time is enough!"