Eternal food paradise

The air is mixed with all kinds of strange smells in the examination hall.

After Han Wu at Dongjiang Restaurant, the examiner returned to the judging table. He sat still for a few minutes, and then started to rush around at the stove and kitchen table of each candidate in a non-stop rhythm.

Because Han Wu took the lead, many people had the illusion that the difficulty was low and I could pass it.

So the examiner was exhausted by the next dozen "eliminations".

"These people, in order to serve the food first, could have performed well in a down-to-earth manner, but the quality of the food has fallen into the sewer because of their impetuous minds."

The official shook his head, turned to the judging table, drank ginger soup and ginger tea to rinse his mouth. When he was done, he was still frightened. He took the pickled ginger slices handed to him by the servant in the examination room and held them in his mouth. Only then did he feel the shadow of those bad dishes. Fading down.

From the scene of the examiner rinsing his mouth more than once, it is not difficult to understand the reason why the examinees are rushing to serve the food.

Even if the examiner only eats one bite of some terrible dish.

But the taste will eventually accumulate on the tongue and mouth.

The further back.

Ginger soup, ginger tea and pickled ginger slices will make it harder to clear out those buildups.

When the time comes, what the candidates will have to fight is not just the appetite and appetite of the examiner, but also the huge "negative force field" accumulated by these.

Suddenly, two candidates raised their hands:

"I finished--"

"I……"

It was about two seconds late. Lan Feihong, who was stuck at the beginning of his words, was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and stared directly at the kitchen table not far away.

It's him!

Lan Feihong didn't expect that the object of the collision was the guy he had been paying attention to before.

Since Han Wu submitted the dishes to win the first qualified spot, there has been no second qualified candidate, so the heated atmosphere in the venue has eased slightly during this period. I heard someone raising their hands to hand in the paper, and the candidates were busy with their own affairs. He didn't just put down the work at hand and look at him.

However, I don’t know who shouted “Lan Feihong”.

Including the examiner, who was sitting leisurely on the chair with pickled ginger slices in his mouth, his expressions changed drastically.

"Datong Restaurant, Lan Feihong!"

"Your dish is..."

The examiner who especially vomited out the ginger slices when leaving the judging table went straight to Lan Feihong's kitchen table instead of the other kitchen table where he raised his hand two seconds earlier.

Seeing Xia Yan put down his hand, he was looking at him with a playful expression...

Lan Feihong, who was given priority by the examiner and called by name, felt his heart twitch for some reason and suddenly felt the pressure on his shoulders double.

boom!

Lan Feihong placed the steaming noodle bowl heavily.

The examiner, as well as the deputy examiners and record keeping clerks who gathered around, all exclaimed in unison.

"Noodles as thin as needle thread..."

"He dares to make and serve 'Dragon Beard Noodles' on such an occasion. His level of craftsmanship in this area is at least master level."

"That's right! This is a special examination room. The pressure is unimaginable. Putting aside how awesome the craftsmanship is, it is also a severe test for the candidates' carefulness and concentration. Those who can survive it and complete it smoothly are all Strong man, cruel man!”

at the same time.

Not far away, Xia Yan sniffed a hint of sweetness in the air.

He felt quite amused.

Sure enough, Lan Hongfei's Guoshi Wushuangmian takes the path of sweetness and delicateness, focusing on "taste".

This is different from the thick taste of Korean soup.

It’s also different from Liu Pleiades’ Noodles Wushuang.

At this time, someone beside him tugged on his sleeve, and Liu Pleiades' voice reached his ears:

"Sir, do you smell it? There is a strange fragrance in his noodle bowl, it seems like..."

"lotus!"

Liu Pleiaxing didn't expect that his question would be answered without hesitation. He was stunned for a moment, then his face flushed with excitement, he hammered his palm and shouted, "Yes, it's the scent of lotus!"

After saying that, Liu Pleiades noticed the sudden silence in the air nearby, and pairs of eyes were looking over.

The examiner, who had just started to comment, was obviously interrupted, and cast a look that was both astonished and enlightened:

"Is that so? I just said that there is a strange taste, like tasting elegant dim sum, which greatly enhances the 'taste' of this bowl of noodles!"

The middle-aged examiner's face turned red.

"The thin and soft noodles, paired with such an elegant and delicate taste... quite... a gentle village... the Tomb of Heroes..." The breathing gradually became unsteady, and two white hot mist sprayed out of the nostrils.

Witness this scene.

Lan Feihong, the examinee, didn't need to waste any time explaining. Everyone around him understood his understanding of the "Guo Shi Wushuang" test questions.

The beauty of the country and the beauty of the world...

Such a new way of anthropomorphic "taste" was actually used to bring out that unparalleled national warrior!

Wonderful!

At this moment, I don’t know how many people secretly applauded Lan Feihong’s understanding and performance.

"clang--"

The golden gong sounded for the second time.

Regarding this second qualified passer, everyone was not as surprised as the first time and took it for granted.

The examiner put down the empty noodle bowl. This was the second bowl of noodles he had eaten today.

He looked after it and smacked his lips, feeling very reluctant that the "gentleness" in his mouth was gradually leaving him.

"It's time for you to review the next one."

The examiner, who was solemnly reminded by Lan Feihong, was stunned, then shook his head, and ordered the errand boy who came over to get pickled ginger slices, intending to completely clean up the aftertaste, reset the taste buds, and then go to the next step. For candidates, this will appear fair and impartial, and the judgment will not be affected by the dish of the previous candidate.

However, the examiner had just moved and took a few steps closer to Xia Yan's kitchen counter.

Um?

A spicy and sour taste hit my face.

The examiner, who had just finished eating a large bowl of 'Peerless Beauty Dragon Beard Noodles', and whose mentality and mood had already approached the moment of a sage, suddenly noticed that a door was trembling with a "rumbling" and was about to collapse!

That is the bottom of my heart, the depth of my soul...

The door to appetite!

"Gulu~" The middle-aged examiner swallowed violently, regardless of whether the ginger slices were handed over or whether he had "gargled" his mouth. With a hint of trembling, his fingers pointed at the bowls and plates of pasta on the kitchen table:

"This is……"

“Mediocre noodles that are sour, spicy and refreshing.”

Examiner: "..."

Liu Pleiades and Lan Feihong: "(°ω°`"!!"

"cough!"

The examiner was stunned, then simply picked up the entire noodle bowl, took out his chopsticks, and picked up a thin, soft "noodle slice" from a piece of red soup.

Not ramen.

Not even "dragon beard noodles".

The noodles are as wide as chopsticks, and the corners are not as flat as when cut with a knife. Instead, they are slightly curled due to soaking.

But it’s just such “unremarkable” dough slices and noodles.

When the examiner uses chopsticks to "pull" and "pull" out a whole noodle soup from the noodle bowl.

Lan Feihong's tightened pupils reflected the shaky white shadow in the air and on the chopsticks.

A piece of white.

Like a fair and delicate body.

"Well--"

As for the examiner who took the piece of white meat into his mouth, the chopsticks were broken by him with a click. In his rapidly expanding eyeballs, a splendid mountain and river was reflected, which was China!

"I'm overlooking!"

"I'm... strategy! Roar!"