Gourmet Beast Tamer

Chapter 367 Dragon Beard

As the host's surprised voice sounded, waves of exclamations came from the audience who were closely watching Qin Lang's movements on the big screen.

The exclamations that broke out one after another not only did not weaken, but instead tended to become more and more intense.

Under the gaze of countless people, Qin Lang's hands danced with a strange rhythm.

Dancing at the same time is the dough that has just been peeled off the plastic wrap and fully risen.

No, calling it dough is a bit forced now.

With Qin Lang's nimble movements, a piece of dough pulled out of the dough was quickly stretched into a long strip, and then was stretched again as his hands were interlaced and stacked end to end.

Once, twice.

What was originally a thick strip of dough turned into a dense bundle of handmade noodles that were similar in thickness to the noodles you usually see in just a few breaths.

Seeing Qin Lang's hands moving with great range, and even trembling up and down in the middle, everyone in the room subconsciously held their breath, for fear that the seemingly slender noodles would be broken.

However, Qin Lang's movements not only did not stop, but also intensified. The noodles, which were already close to the thickness of ordinary handmade noodles, seemed to be just the beginning.

"Such a piece of pasta appeared in the scoring competition of a municipal cooking competition..." A low-level judge couldn't help but shook his head, "I'm afraid the other contestants will be disappointed, right?"

This is not a show off.

The slender noodles were longer than Qin Lang's stretched hands, dancing like a snake in the air. Under the high-definition close-ups and slow-motion shots on the big screen, everyone could see the unusual slenderness of the noodles at this moment.

"The noodles that contestant Qin Lang completed just now were divided into seven noodle soup bowls. It seems that I need to go through the same steps seven more times!" The host noticed that detail and sighed, " So terrifying!”

With everyone watching relaxedly, Qin Lang completed the last stretch.

Xiaojia couldn't help but have the same thought in her heart.

A calm smile appeared on my face.

Since the local aborigines are very repulsive to pasta, they use some things in pasta to attract us, so that we can temporarily ignore the problem of pasta.

As for the audience inside, before we could get over the shock just now, we saw Qin Lang finish his stretching dance again, and for a while, exclamations and applause broke out from all directions.

The bad thing is that Qin Lang's body received enough star power to support him.

The host shouted in the smallest voice, "In front of all of you, contestant Qin Lang showed unparalleled skills. It's hard to imagine how delicious the food cooked with such slender noodles will be!"

That's not the effect you want.

"After all, he is the champion of the Yueyu Banquet Youth Group. The one who comes from Tianhua Prefecture and has many years of cooking skills is very impressive." Another judge nodded seriously and then suddenly smiled, "It seems that you were not lucky that time. ”

Cutting off the large dough in his hand, he put the stretched dragon whisker dough into a ball and put it into a clean noodle soup bowl for later use. Qin Lang then pinched out the seventh dough and followed the same method.

The difference between making a mistake once and making a mistake every time can be understood if you think about it.

I don't have a really bad choice when it comes to transparency mode.

"You haven't finished looking forward to it yet. The delicacy that contestant Qin Lang cooked with the noodles earlier...I still have hope!!!" The host was halfway through his words, and when he saw Qin Lang's hands coming together again, he exclaimed in surprise.

The hair-thin dragon's whisker noodles in my hand will be divided into seven parts.

“Amazing skills!!!”

"You still don't mind the pasta." Another judge said frankly, "But it must be Contestant Qin Lang's pasta. You think you will be happy to try it."

Under the low-level review seats, the eighty low-level reviewers looked at each other in shock.

There were not enough 80 judges in the field. Even if each portion was too small, the total amount was still too much. And the stretching of dragon whisker noodles was not only a technical job, but also a physical job.

A contestant pushed a kitchen cabinet cart confidently out of his competitive standard kitchen. Hearing such a cold shout, he was so happy that his steps slowed down a bit.

We clenched our hands into fists and stared at the man who had been stretching for many years in rapid regression under the small screen.

However, Qin Lang's actions tell us that there is no such thing!

In the following scoring competition, I had a small advantage!

At the same time, waves of exclamations erupted from the audience, the backs of seats hit the cushions, and several people stood up from their seats!

The noodles were also stretched beyond the limit of spreading the hands, and the noodles that were stretched again were not so slender that they could break if they took a strong breath.

My speed was obviously faster than later.

He didn't hear the uproar inside, but Qin Lang took the time to take a look at the scene in the kitchen and guessed how many people had been shocked by his display just now.

That time, it’s time to start, right?

I noticed that no one, including the host, looked at me!

Can it succeed?

"...It's amazing!" The host took a deep breath, suppressed the weak shock in his heart, and couldn't help but sigh, "Stretching the noodles to such an extent, the skill itself is not worth tens of thousands of dollars. .”

Everyone's breath was suffocated. Seeing Qin Lang still dancing the noodles casually, the venue fell into an unprecedented noise. It was as if everyone forgot to cheer and applaud at that moment, and even forgot to breathe.

The dragon-bearded face in his eyes is not the standard answer.

I came out first, and those cheers and applause were all for me!

Even though it was the first time he saw it, every time Qin Lang pulled the dragon's beard to the front and successfully completed it, there would still be applause and cheers from the audience that were not inferior to the first time.

Time passed little by little, and Qin Lang slowly completed the seventh portion of Longxu Noodles. There were seventy noodle soup bowls lined up in seven rows under the table, and none of them had a portion of Longxu Noodles. .

Is it time to end it?

Countless noodles were overlapped together, and they were so densely packed that they seemed to be covered with thick tassels under Qin Lang's hands. As the noodles danced heavily before the stretching began, the audience burst into sky-high shouts and thunderous applause!

Countless people in the field held their breath, fearing that the noodle would break if they breathed louder, but at the same time, such thoughts could not help but arise in their hearts.

The judges communicated loudly. Although some of their opinions were not the same, each one expressed their expectations for the final product of Qin Lang's delicious dish.

Will the noodles break?

It passed very slowly, and the player's expression turned into one of surprise and uncertainty.

The small screen shows a low-definition fast-forward shot that is zoomed in dozens of times, showing how thin the noodles are as thin as a hair at this moment.

The sound of "ding dong——" was hidden in the cheers and applause that could lift the dome of the arena, and was almost unnoticed by anyone.

One more time, one pull!

Together, then pull.