I really can't control myself

Tornado is unexpectedly very popular with children, at least Xiao Linrui likes it very much. At this time, he was hanging on Tornado with one hand holding a bunch of hair.

Tornado had a gloomy face, but this face that might scare others was completely useless to Xiao Linrui. The little guy unexpectedly smiled happily.

It is obvious that adults sometimes don’t understand children’s thoughts, so I don’t know why he likes Tornado so much.

On the other side, Shao An has already started the formal cooking under the stage. His hands can be said to be shooting left and right, or to be more precise, it should be fighting left and right. Because he is cutting noodles with one hand and cutting meat slices with the other hand.

Fubuki was so fascinated by it, how could it be like this? Isn’t it necessary to practice to this extent? Is this the difference from cutting in order? A few seconds difference?

In short, the chefs in this world really cook like catching a plane. They can save time and never waste a second. In order to cook quickly, he can even spend a lot of energy practicing this kind of fighting left and right.

It feels like you are going to take the college entrance examination, but you don't spend time on the questions, but have to practice the skill of answering questions with both hands, and never delay if you can hand in the paper one second in advance. It always gives people a feeling that they are working in the wrong direction.

This is not over yet. Shao An here quickly performed a skill of picking up the pot with both hands at the same time, yes, cooking with two pots at the same time.

This difficulty is obviously quite abnormal. After all, the two pots are not cooking the same thing, so the heat on both sides must be accurately controlled, and the taste will be affected by the difference.

But Shao An can complete it very perfectly, but Fubuki frowned when he saw it. Is this skill really necessary? Do I have to practice it myself?

However, when Fubuki looked at the cooking table on the other side, she was stunned. She didn't know Liu Maoxing, and didn't know that he was the protagonist of this world, so she couldn't figure out the righteous and the villain.

She was just wondering why there was such a big noise here, but there was no movement on the other side. This... couldn't be giving up the game.

Yes, Liu Maoxing did not make any moves at all. He had not even removed his tofu from the mold yet. It was still covered in the mold. He was just waiting for something next to the mold, and he seemed to be in no hurry at all.

The contrast was quite strong, and Fubuki could not understand it for a while. After all, she was told by Linton to watch the cooking competition. What did it mean that he did not compete at all?

She wanted to ask about the situation, but at this moment, Shao An suddenly said, "My cooking is done!"

Fubuki turned her head when she heard it, but at this time, Shao An's work had been covered with a dining lid, and two staff members were putting the large dinner plate on the cart next to it.

"Shao An has completed his work first, but Liu Maoxing has not made any big moves yet. Now there are only a few minutes left before the deadline. Does he want to give up the competition?" The host Ma Lin said directly. In fact, she has been hosting and explaining the situation of the competition. After all, there are many spectators on the scene.

However, just as Ma Lin finished speaking, Liu Maoxing, who had been squatting next to the mold, suddenly stood up, raised his hand and said, "My cooking is also done."

"What?" Everyone present was stunned. The cooking is done? Brother, you haven't even removed the tofu from the mold, okay? What kind of completion is this?

Before everyone could react, Liu Maoxing suddenly lifted up the entire tofu mold and walked directly to the stage.

"What is he doing?" Seeing such a strange move, many people present directly questioned. Who would directly hold the tofu mold and send it to the judges as a finished dish? Are you going to let the judges eat tofu raw? It's not that tofu can't be eaten raw, but this is not seafood, and you still want to eat it fresh. Are you kidding?

"Um, contestant Liu Maoxing, are you sure this is the finished product you want to submit?" Ma Lin next to him also stepped forward to ask.

"Yes, that's all." Liu Maoxing said with a smile, "There is only one last step left. As long as I lift up this mold, my cooking will be done."

"Huh? What's going on?"

"Is it really ready to eat right after removing it from the mold? Does it not need to be cooked at all? Is it really eaten raw?" The audience's discussion was obviously louder.

"Well... can it be delicious?" Fubuki had already come over, "I have heard of the practice of raw tofu with preserved eggs..."

"In that case, let's try Liu Maoxing's work first." Linton said at this time. Now I realize that being spoiled in advance is still a little less surprising, but what can I do.

"Then I'll start." Liu Maoxing said, directly pulling the mold here, and then suddenly exerting force and pulling it up violently.

A ray of light flashed, and this time the light was a little bit big, and it even felt like it was piercing people and they couldn't open their eyes. Fubuki looked at the light in astonishment: "Aren't you here again? Tofu here must glow in order to be sold, right?"

"That's right, the dishes here are not good enough if they don't glow." Linton nodded.

"I always feel that the pursuits of chefs here are a bit strange." Fubuki murmured and looked at the tofu in front of her after the light had dissipated, and then she was surprised again.

Because what appeared in front of her was a very strange piece of black and white layered tofu.

"Huh? It's actually two-color layered tofu?" Fubuki was really surprised. She had never seen such tofu.

There were many surprised voices at the scene, because this strange tofu was indeed curious.

"But, after all, it's just raw tofu. Does it taste different just because it's divided into two colors?" The speaker was Xiang En, who was following Shao An. Although he didn't know what the two-color tofu was, he still took the opportunity to make sarcastic remarks to suppress the other party.

"My dish is not raw tofu. The cooking has been completed long ago." Liu Maoxing said while suddenly pulling out the bamboo leaves under the mold. At this time, red sauce suddenly appeared under the tofu block, and the whole tofu block began to disintegrate automatically.

With the appearance of the sauce and the dispersal of the tofu block, the dish in front of him suddenly changed dramatically. I don't know when the black and white tofu has turned into neat square tofu blocks, and began to scatter in the red sauce.

No one saw when Liu Maoxing cut the tofu, why did it suddenly cut automatically, and cut so neatly.

In a few seconds, this thing instantly became a dish that many people are familiar with, that is... Mapo Tofu. The only difference from the usual Mapo Tofu is that half of the tofu inside is black.

"This is my dish, specially made by Liu Maoxing, the Magic Panda Mapo." Liu Maoxing said with his hands clasped together.