super food empire

Chapter 615 Chapter 613: The boundary between noodles and meters

Chapter 615 Chapter 610 Three: The Boundary Between Noodles and Meters

On the two big boats next to the arena, Supervisor Feng asked in a low voice, "Do you know this question?"

Both the old host and Duan Zhensheng looked a little embarrassed, and at the same time shook their heads to express that they would not know it. The old host said solemnly: "Noodles and rice are the two most common and basic staple foods in life, but they are most likely to be ignored by Dashi. The purpose of the author is probably to tell the contestants not to forget the most basic ingredients, and not to forget the foundation of Dashi!"

Duan Zhensheng turned his head to look at Long Meier, hesitated for a while but still didn't dare to open his mouth, Long Meier gave him a sideways glance and said coldly: "I don't know how to ask this question either, just ask if you want, what does it look like to be timid?" ?”

"Would you know it?" Nuonuo tugged on Long Yuyang's cuff and asked, Long Yuyang also shook his head and said he couldn't.

The owner of the Yunfeng Restaurant on the opposite boat and the rest of the people were also stumped. They gathered together and discussed a lot, but they didn't have a clue, and they didn't know how to solve it.

In the judge's seat, Lu Ming lowered his voice as much as possible: "Father, can you?"

Lu Zhen stroked his beard and nodded with a slightly smug smile: "That's natural. The old man eats more salt than the rice you all eat combined."

If Qin Yu hears this, he will complain again. You eat so much salt all the time and you haven't had any cardiovascular problems. You are in good health. Your kidneys are not exhausted from the salt discharge, right?
"How to do it?" Yang Buhui suddenly became interested. She also didn't know what to do. In her opinion, the difficulty of this question was too high, and it was really embarrassing. .

"You can't say it. If both players fail to make it, I will tell you." Lu Zhen pretended to be mysterious. After speaking, he gave Lu Ming a few words, and Lu Ming immediately sent someone to move eight huge screens out. A square of four encloses the two cooking stations.

"In order to ensure the absolute fairness of this game, the contestants on both sides will cook independently under the condition of mutual isolation. What I want to emphasize again is that only flour can be used as an ingredient, and any seasoning is not allowed. The use of the nine forbidden hands is also prohibited, and anyone who dares to commit a foul will immediately be disqualified from the competition. Alright, now the competition officially begins, within half an hour, whoever does it first can serve it immediately."

After Lu Zhen finished speaking, he turned the hourglass upside down, and the play-off match, which decided to rank first, officially began. The sand that kept flowing down the hourglass seemed to be the fate of the two dining halls.

At the cooking counter of Yunfeng Restaurant, Huo Qinglan scratched her hair anxiously in the screen, damn it, damn it, what should I do for this question?How on earth can you make realistic fried rice cakes with flour?I can't figure it out at all, what should I do?
"If I can't do it, I might lose, and our Yunfeng Food Court will fall into a devil's melee. I can't lose, I can't lose, I..." Huo Qinglan muttered, and suddenly put her hands together on her abdomen , making the symbolic movement of eating utensils, the light in the stomach gradually shines, and the mysterious eating utensils are about to appear.

However, before she could say the four words of eating utensils, she suddenly let go of her hand, grabbed her hair and looked like I was about to cry: "No, no, no, the rules limit the use of eating utensils, and it is impossible to hide it from such a close distance." , if I use food utensils, I will be disqualified from the competition."

"Can't use, can't use, the other party definitely won't, since we don't know how, I still have a chance..." Huo Qinglan gradually calmed down, but she still didn't dare to use the tableware, but she didn't know that after she just made the tableware When the movement was made, Lu Zhen looked over with sharp eyes, and looked away when he realized that the food utensils had not appeared.

In the opposite screen, Murong Xue seemed to be much calmer than Huo Qinglan. She knew that her strength was much worse than Huo Qinglan's. Originally, the probability of winning was no more than [-]%, but now she returned to the same starting line because of this question. It is an opportunity to say that it is a good thing, and we must seize this opportunity.

"I want to win too, Brother Qin Yu, Sister You Yu, my friends, I will definitely work hard!" Murong Xue secretly clenched her fists and closed her eyes. Qian muttered to himself, "Mother, if your spirit in the sky can hear it, please bless your daughter through this difficult time..."

The sand grains passed by every minute and every second, but there was no movement on the two screens. It can be seen that neither Huo Qinglan nor Murong Xue had thought of a solution. The people outside the venue discussed fiercely in small groups, racking their brains to think of solutions. There are endless strange ideas, but none of them are confirmed in the end, and none of them are reliable.

Suddenly, someone shouted: "Listen quickly, there is movement, there is movement!"

"What? Have you figured out a solution so quickly?"

"Where is there any movement? Oh, it's true, there is real movement, it's the sound of pots colliding and water!"

"I wonder why it's not the sound of hot oil?"

"Wait, the voice doesn't come from Huo Qinglan, but from that first-grade food priest with a spiritual tongue from Ziwu Restaurant!"

Everyone was startled by the sudden voice, and they were shocked from ear to ear when they found out that Murong Xue started the work first. Huo Qinglan should have the absolute advantage in everything he saw and heard, and the family biography of the Food Saint should not be underestimated. No matter how you think about it, Huo Qinglan should have figured out the solution first, how could it be Murong Xue who figured it out first?
Everyone in the Ziwu Restaurant clenched their fists excitedly. Starting work first means that Murong Xue may have thought of a solution. Not only will he have an advantage in time, but he will also put psychological pressure on his opponent to destroy the level. Facing this level of psychological pressure, Huo Qinglan can only mess up his own way.

"Strange, isn't it too fast? Could it be that the old man, the God of Cookery, couldn't bear to help?" Qin Yu was stunned. To be honest, he also thought that Huo Qinglan would think of a way first. In comparison, this is an irreparable advantage.

Huo Qinglan really lost her mind. She was racking her brains, mobilizing all her knowledge to try to find a solution, but before she even found a clue, the opposite party started working. How could this be possible?How could a little girl with an ordinary background think of a solution earlier than her?

"Calm down, this may be a psychological tactic to make me anxious..." Huo Qinglan was muttering when a teammate shouted from outside.

"Qing Lan, don't panic, she definitely did it on purpose, don't be fooled!"

"There is still plenty of time, don't worry, just think about it and perfect it, you will definitely be able to do it!"

"Qing Lan..."

Huo Qinglan was suddenly annoyed and almost ran away, covering her ears and screaming: "Shut up, all of you!"

The voice of cheering and comforting suddenly fell silent, and even the sound of discussion disappeared. The audience was very quiet and could be heard. Everyone could hear the strong anxiety, restlessness and anger in Huo Qinglan's voice. It can be seen that Huo Qinglan What a terrible state of mind.

As the scene became quieter, the sound of boiling water became clearer. No matter how Huo Qinglan covered her ears, the sound pierced into her ears like needles piercing through every hole.

(PS: Ah Xue is about to take off, who dares to look down on Ah Xue to slap her face at the speed of light every minute, o(╯□╰)o)

(End of this chapter)

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