I am Qinxing No.1

Chapter 207 The Genius Who Eats Dirt

There are no chefs from North Africa in the Africa section.

I heard from Huailiang that Egypt, which represents the top of African food culture, was very resistant to the Xiangjiang food competition and did not send anyone to participate.

In the eyes of the Egyptians, Egypt and China are both ancient civilizations and have a long-standing food culture. Egypt should have dozens of places for the competition like China, instead of only three places for the whole of Africa like now!
Without the participation of Egyptian chefs, the thinly populated African exhibition area looks a bit shabby.

In the exhibition area stood a few black charcoal heads and a guy who didn't look like an African.

The forehead is flat, the bridge of the nose is high, and the delicate skin is more like an Asian with slightly dark skin.

What attracted Zhou Dong and the others to walk over was not the African boy's appearance, but the stack of round cakes and a large pot of tilapia soup in front of him.

This delicacy, also known as 'African crucian carp soup', is very close to the taste of Chinese people.

White tofu slices, red carrot slices, yellow ginger slices, and even a fine amount of pepper are floating in the soup pot. Drinking such a bowl of hot fish soup in the morning should feel very good.

But what really aroused the interest of Zhou Dong and the others was the stack of round cakes.

The shape of the round cake is very similar to the Chinese backhand round sesame seed cake, but there is no sesame seed sprinkled on it, and it is slightly light yellow after being baked, mixed with a gray-black tone, it looks very textured.

Ordinary people may have to taste it before they know it. With Zhou Dong's keen sense of smell, they will know even if they don't eat it. What is in front of them is the legendary African 'soil cake', which is the so-called 'eat soil'!
Africans in some areas have the habit of eating soil for a long time,

To get the clean and tender soil a few meters below the ground in the sub-Saharan region, after crushing, filtering and other steps to get the most delicate soil,
Then add some flour, salt and oil to the soil, stir continuously to make a paste, then dig out a small piece to make a cake or strip, and eat it directly after being exposed to the sun.

Africans eat dirt for two reasons.

The first is laziness. Even if the Chinese volunteers who aided Africa taught them to grow crops, they were too lazy to do it.

But lazy people have lazy ways, and finally created a precedent for eating soil.

The second is because they have a single diet and need to supplement some trace elements from the soil.

But the 'soil cake' made by this African guy is obviously much more advanced,
Judging from the color, the proportion of grain in the soil cake is obviously higher. In addition to wheat flour, there should be corn flour.
The proportion of soil should not exceed [-]%, and the soil cakes he made have obviously been baked.

Leaving aside the taste, this improved soil cake gives people a more intimate feeling than ordinary sesame cakes, just like people sniffing the fresh air in the mountains after a new rain, and always want to embrace the earth.

Zhou Dong and Huai Liang looked at each other, and they both saw a trace of surprise in each other's eyes.

Earth cakes, a food that appears because of laziness and poverty, naturally have nothing to do with gourmet food. After all, feeling is feeling, and eating it in your mouth is another matter.

However, these improved versions of earth cakes in front of them are quite ingenious.

This African guy who doesn't look like an African at all is a bit interesting
Looking at the three approaching people and the judges and melon-eaters who were gradually attracted by the cakes, the African guy laughed happily and greeted warmly: "Freshly baked African cakes and tilapia soup! , do you want to taste it?
Please rest assured that the improved soil cake only has [-]% soil at most, and it is the best soil I carefully selected, so it will not be too unpalatable."

Zhou Dong and the others were taken aback. This African guy actually spoke Chinese, and he was quite proficient. If he didn't have an African smell, he would be a standard Chinese youth.

The judges from various countries and regions laughed and waved their hands.

Don't be kidding, okay, pancakes mixed with soil are not as delicious as shortbread and baked bread. Do you think we are so poor that we eat dirt?

The professional and public judges from Huaxia looked at Zhou Dong and Huai Liangren curiously.

Yan Yi who met once the day before yesterday was also among them.

Under his introduction, colleagues from Huaxia knew that Zhou Dong standing in front of the clay cake was the Huaxia noodle king who had recently gained fame.

Not to mention Huai Liangren, the great god-level figure who once stirred up the wind and rain in Huaxia Qinxing for a long time.

Are these two great gods interested in African earth cakes?
How is it possible, these two have never eaten any good food, how could they eat dirt in public?

The African boy also seemed to see that the identities of Zhou Dong and Huai Liang were a bit special, he stared at Zhou Dong for a long time, and suddenly exclaimed in great surprise: "You are the Zhou Mian King of Huaxia?

God, how lucky am I to meet you here? "

Huai Liang stabbed Zhou Dong with his elbow: "Okay, this kid didn't even recognize me, yet he knew you?

Unexpectedly, your name as Huaxia Noodle King has spread to Black Africa. "

Zhou Dong was also quite surprised, and took a look at this African guy: "You know me?"

"Of course! My Chinese name is Zhou Aiguo, we have the same surname!"

The African boy said excitedly: "My father is a geological prospecting expert. He is a Chinese, just like my mother. Although I was born in Africa, I have fallen in love with Huaxia since I was very young!
After the death of my father and mother, I have been paying attention to the information about Huaxia.

What I admire most is Chinese food, so I subscribe to many Chinese food publications; although it is expensive to subscribe to these magazines overseas, everything is worth it, because I found my idol on "Great Country Taste", that is you!

I would have recognized you long ago if your photo in the magazine hadn't just been profiled!

Did you know that I came to Xiangjiang to participate in the food competition, just hoping to meet you!
Thank God, He must have sent you to me, otherwise I would have missed this opportunity! "

Looking at the African-Chinese boy who was so happy that he was incoherent, Lu Luxin smiled and said: "Congratulations, Zhou Mianwang, you have gained a fan."

Zhou Dong glanced at this Chinese boy named Zhou Aiguo, picked up a soil cake, and lightly bit off a small piece.

This kid is not simple, he felt it just now; now he needs to verify his guess, perhaps, because he is his fan?

After chewing lightly a few times, Zhou Dong actually swallowed the earth cake, and then took a sip of the fish soup that Zhou Aiguo handed over with both hands.

"You didn't vomit?"

The colleagues from Huaxia were greatly surprised. With Zhou Dong's tasting ability, there is no reason why he would swallow such a bad earth cake?

"Idol! Please give me some comments."

Zhou Aiguo looked at Zhou Dong anxiously, so nervous that his heartbeat broke through 150 beats per minute.

"The soil cake you made is not delicious. Compared with other delicacies, it can even be said to be very bad, so I don't think it is a delicacy."

The Huaxia colleagues who were on the sidelines nodded after hearing the words, and they knew this was the result.

Zhou Mian Wang is willing to take a bite, which is enough to give fans face, how can he approve of this kind of rubbish?

Zhou Dong glanced at the Huaxia colleagues who were talking about it, and continued: "However, as far as this cake itself is concerned, you have already done the best you can.

You made me see a rare culinary genius in such a bad food that is not good at all"

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