Eternal Food Paradise.

Chapter 184 Four-Person Lineup
Hear the sound of raising hands and handing in the paper.

At this moment, all the examinees stopped together and cast their attention on this sad person, only to find that it was Zhilin, the 'witch', a rare giant panda among the candidates.

"awful!"

"It's so miserable—"

This is the unanimous voice of the candidates.

Even Lan Feihong couldn't help casting a glance at the kitchen counter of the 'witch' Zhilin.

"Her soup base has been boiled, and the noodles have been cooked in it for a while. If the serving is delayed...the whole dish will be fried!"

Probably understanding why Zhilin rushed up to eat the exhaust gas, Lan Feihong was silent, and secretly broke into a cold sweat for the messy sequence just now, and also for himself.

so close!

Good luck!

He began to rejoice that the examiner came to him first, instead of judging Xia Yan first.

It is true that Lan Feihong is an arrogant and lonely genius, but he is not so proud that he loses his mind. On the contrary, he is very rational and does not think that his "Peerless Beauty·National Scholars Have No Double Sided" can shake "Rulong" from taking root in the examiner's mouth fortress of aftertaste.

This is a sober cognition, which has nothing to do with the level of cooking skills.

Nobody can win all the time, be ahead all the time.

For example, right now, in the first round, Lan Feihong thought he had lost.

He endowed the pasta "Peerless Beauty" with a delicate and gentle taste, which is far less than the kind of spirit and positive energy with a beautiful heart.

"However, there is still a second round for this exam! I can win it back!"

Lan Feihong was thinking of this when he heard a panicked and shrill female voice:
"failed?"

It was the 'witch' Zhilin who lost her voice and shouted.

And in front of her kitchen counter was the examiner standing expressionlessly.

Ignoring Zhi Lin, who was pale and trembling with her hands supporting the kitchen counter, the examiner glanced at the steaming soup pot full of strange game, and then at the noodle bowl in his hand. voice said:

"Pity."

Immediately, he put down the noodle bowl, not intending to take a second bite.

There is no second or third bite.

With such a fact, there is no doubt that the performance of "Witch" Zhilin's "Game Noodles" unexpectedly flew out of the established plot track of the original work... Simply put, it was overturned!

"Why, my 'game noodles'..."

Staring at the back of the examiner who turned away mercilessly, there was no trace of a calm smile at the corner of Zhilin's mouth, and there was only misery on her face at this moment.

"Ah."

The examiner paused and let out a low smile that didn't mean anything.

He didn't explain much, "Those wild game are gray."

If the time could go back to the moment when the examiner "chucked" noodles one minute ago, then the food images that unfolded in his mind would probably be frogs, hares, pigeons, pheasants, scorpions, bats...

These miscellaneous game army, a huge group, launched a charge towards a pure white Jade Mountain, but the "Jade Mountain" didn't lift its head, but just snorted and exhaled an invisible wave of air...

The so-called game, just like that, disappeared in smoke.

Not even a single ripple can be stirred up!
Witnessing such a tragedy, Lan Feihong was not surprised at all.

Impact is zero.

If the examiner's interest and appetite cannot be aroused, it means that he cannot pass the test.

However, the "impact force" is also corresponding, and the contrast between height and height will be more prominent.

However, when his own work was the one being compared, and the reference object was still an insurmountable shining mountain, Lan Feihong felt sorry for him, as if he felt the despair of Zhilin when she had to submit the "examination paper" .

I don't know how long it took.

At the end of the first round of exams.

The No.4 passer was announced by the chief examiner:

"Yangquan Restaurant, Liu Maoxing, pass!"

clang.

Soon, the golden gong sounded again, which meant that the exam was over.

Candidates looked at each other.

5 places, only four qualified.

What about the last remaining spot?
The 'witch' Zhilin seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, staring at the chief examiner who came back from the stage.

Shan Xiong, the sous chef of "Panlin Restaurant" who was also brushed off, the chef who came up with the recipe of "Eight Treasure Noodles" in the original book, suddenly became short of breath.

As for the instigator of the current situation, he has a serious face, thinking about the second round of 'face-to-face' exam questions.

see.

Lan Feihong, who was always paying attention to Xia Yan, felt a chill in his heart.

In private, he raised his danger level by several notches to strictly guard against death!

……

Somewhere in the examination room.

The official who presided over the first round was reporting to a stern-looking woman.

Her name is 'Tiger Leihua', and people who know her are used to calling her Mrs. Leihua, a legendary female cook who is as famous as the fairy Abe.

of course.

He also said that it doesn't mean that cooking skills have to be in one dimension. The fairy Abe's cooking skills are truly worthy of the nickname of "legend". There is no objection, which is enough to prove that Leihua's cooking skills are not far from Abe's, at least he is also a top Lin chef.

The real examiner of this year's special exam is actually Lei Hua.

She will appear in person as the examiner for the second round of the "face-to-face" decisive battle.

"Only 4 people were selected?"

When Lei Hua heard the report, she raised her eyebrows in surprise.

In particular, listening to this subordinate who praised the No. 3 passer endlessly, the corners of Lei Hua's mouth slightly turned up, and a meaningful smile appeared, "Is this the case? This third person cut off the way and acted as a The role of the villain who stands in the way."

"If the later person is not good enough to break through his interception, then he really can't be forced to 'qualify'!"

"[Superior Grade] has always been rather short than excessive!"

So the final four-man roster for the first round was set, and there was no talk of filling the vacant fifth position.

……

under the sunset.

A group of four people, namely Xia Yan, Han Wu, Lan Feihong, and Liu Maoxing, stood in front of the thick gate of the venue under the leadership of the chief examiner.

"You can go in."

The official examiner said: "This is the real examination room, and you are the real candidates for this special examination."

Several people looked at each other, and then, their eyes quickly focused on one of them.

If Lan Feihong was a little vigilant, then Han Wu of the 'Dongjiang Restaurant' had flickering eyes, showing a faint fear.

"If I knew this would happen, I would be the first to hand in the paper."

Hearing a muttering to himself, Han Wu, a bald, shirtless man with two kitchen knives hanging around his neck, visibly trembled in his burly body.

If this guy is the first to "hand in the paper"...

Then wouldn't I also be executed by his shining steel knife in public?
Han Wu shrank his neck, his head felt cold.

(End of this chapter)