Gourmet Beast Tamer

Chapter 369 Points

Qiu Xingfeng is a senior judge working for the Xianyu City Yuling Chef Association.

At the same time, his parents were both engaged in fishing.

The sea is rich, and there are countless precious seafood in it that are inexhaustible. This is a gift from those who give it to the sea.

But the sea is also temperamental. Every year, many people who go to sea disappear due to storms and other extreme weather conditions at sea.

Therefore, for those who go to sea, every time they go to sea is an adventure that risks their lives. Some metaphysical things are often more trustworthy than trustworthy.

Qiu Xingfeng's resistance to pasta has been deeply ingrained since he was a child. Even after many years as a senior judge, he has not been able to completely erase the influence.

Therefore, Qiu Xingfeng strongly resisted the Yu Ling Chef Association's selection of noodles as a theme in the scoring competition.

However, given the rare tough attitude of the Yuling Chef Association, such resistance did not have much effect. A food recommender vaguely revealed to him that such a resolution had other motives, which made him choose to give up.

But he still doesn't like pasta.

The seafood charcoal grilled noodles he just ate, his tongue kept giving Qiu Xingfeng a delicious feeling, but the resistance in his heart still made him have a lower opinion of that food, so that he gave it a low score.

But my thoughts are the same as those of Wan Lun later. I think it may be the factor of noodles that affects the rating, and Xiaojia is the same.

Don’t even win that championship!

No matter how much I object to pasta, I still have the ability to follow my own instincts, and naturally I have a certain amount of curiosity about the dragon-whisker noodles.

After one swallow, Qiu Xingfeng's resistance to the food quietly melted away at that moment.

I discovered the unique charm of pasta.

I performed extremely well today, so I was in a very bad mood.

With the host's deliberately prolonged tail tone, the arena felt as if a pause button had been pressed, and it instantly became quiet.

With such a score, how can other people compare it?

The air-conditioning, carrying a faint fragrance, penetrated into Qiu Xingfeng's nose.

Before leaving the field, Shen Qian walked slowly to the waiting area for the players. She recognized the beautiful Tian Jian at a glance and walked towards me with a smile. "Old Ying, he is still as nimble in his movements as always. He finished it so slowly." ”

There's nothing wrong with it, right?

As for her performance, Shen Qian still recognized it.

"The score." Tian Jian showed a dark smile, "87.3 points."

Suddenly, Tian Jian's expression became calm. He turned to look at Qin Lang who was walking into the contestants' waiting area, and forced out a smile that he thought was calm.

Shen Qian was generally satisfied with her own rating.

I chose a seat farthest away from Tian Jian and sat silently, looking towards the competitive standard kitchen where Ying Chao was.

Did Qin Lang use too few skills to make the dragon beard noodle soup?

It's just a clear noodle soup made with light soy sauce, salt and other seasonings, but it doesn't have an amazing taste at the moment.

Ying Chao also turned on the transparency mode, so Qin Lang could see the other party's cooking progress at this moment.

Forget it, stay away from me.

no problem!

Seeing this beautiful figure, Tian Jian's smile gradually became abnormal.

Stretching a piece of dough into countless slender noodles without breaking any of them was a skill that made Qiu Xingfeng's scalp tingle just thinking about it.

Thinking of the scene after the competition, when he and several Yuling chefs who had also signed up for the competition were arguing about who could win the championship, Wan Lun's breathing slowed down a bit, and he looked at the closed kitchens with a ferocious expression.

Although the noodles are slender, they are very chewy and not very tough. They broke on Qiu Xingfeng's chopsticks, and the moment you eat them, they have a chewy texture.

According to my understanding of Wanlun’s delicious food, it is still far from completion.

"Ding dong——"

The bell rang throughout the arena, and the last player pushed open the door and walked out.

All must die!

Qiu Xingfeng suddenly felt that before he put aside his resistance to pasta, the bowl of dragon beard noodles behind his eyes was so tempting.

"Your contestant Shen Qian has finished cooking!" the host said loudly, "80 judges were not invited to taste and rate contestant Shen Qian's dishes!"

Such scores are rare to occur once in ten years in the scoring competition of municipal cooking competitions.

When she was tasting seafood charcoal grilled noodles just now, Xiaojia Momei would exchange a few words loudly, but now when she was tasting dragon beard noodles, the judges were extremely silent.

This delicacy gave Qiu Xingfeng a sense of "hearing the voice before seeing the person".

Qin Lang glanced at me strangely.

A relaxed atmosphere spread throughout the room, and everyone wanted to know what kind of score Qin Lang would get for his pasta, which attracted countless exclamations just from the cooking process.

Very slowly, noodle soup bowls with leftover noodle soup were placed one by one, and blazing cold eyes were directed at the man who had been standing in the field for many years.

But now, what appeared in front of him was Dragon Beard Mian.

"The rating is much lower. Can you tell me?" I sat down next to Tian Jian and patted Tian Jian on the shoulder.

Is the gap between me and that guy so small?

I hesitated again, picked it up with chopsticks, and put it into my mouth.

Before it was completely cooked, Qiu Xingfeng was already completely attracted by Qin Lang's miraculous skills.

The thinner noodles allow the dragon's whisker noodles to be coated with less noodle soup. As Qiu Xingfeng chews, the noodle soup fully reveals its charm.

"98.9 points! Congratulations to player Qin Lang!"

It goes without saying that there is nothing that needs to be communicated.

This is the scent of chopped green onion floating under the noodle soup, and the scent of sesame oil floating on the surface of the noodle soup. Other than that, there is no other scent that makes people feel satisfied.

The host's voice fell, and the stagnant atmosphere suddenly relaxed at that moment. Waves of cheers erupted from the audience, turning into a sea of ​​joy because of Qin Lang's low score.

The slender noodles melt the aroma of the noodles into the soup the moment they are cooked. The aroma of the noodles in the soup is the best seasoning.

While the players were waiting at the table, Tian Jian's clenched hands were forcefully released. I looked at Qin Lang in the field from a distance, and a weak sense of frustration emerged in my heart.

So when the bowl of noodles was actually delivered to me, Qiu Xingfeng was surprised to find that the resistance in my heart was completely suppressed by bad curiosity. At this moment, I had no thought of tasting the bowl of Longxu noodles.

Beside me, other judges were also tasting the Dragon Beard Noodles.

"Hahaha, you are indeed inferior..." Shen Qian laughed, and then the laughter stopped.

Very slowly, Shen Qian's score came out.

Who is that guy? He smiles so strangely.

Tian Jian's score is higher than his own, so why does he laugh so sadly? !

"All eighty judges have completed the tasting, and now it's the scoring session!" The host signaled the judges to go back and score, and picked up the teleprompter a moment ago, "Excluding the lowest score and the highest score, Qin Lang's final score is - "

88.1 points.

Isn’t that the smell of pasta?