variety show director

Shrimp heads are crushed, put into the pan and stir-fry for a while with green onions. "

The smell filled the studio, and Hu Shuai's eyes widened even more: "It really smells like seafood, isn't there just a few shrimp heads?"

Brother Nan is not afraid of big things when watching the excitement: "Mr. Thomas, Mr. Qiao has already won first, come on, let's fry the eggs to taste like pork ribs."

Wang Qian looked at the time: "Normal program is the last 5 minutes when the MC will come forward to taste it in advance, but because it is instant noodles, we will advance it today, Xiao Nan, you go and have a look first."

Brother Nan agreed, and went to the two of them with a hand-held camera.

"Wow! Teacher Qiao has already put the cut kelp in, but the fragrance is still very strong, let me taste it first." He said, took half a spoonful from the pot with a small spoon and put it in his mouth.

"How about it, can you taste the seafood? Wang Qian shouted on the opposite side.

Brother Nan made an exaggerated expression: "I can feel the sea creating huge waves in my mouth. It's really delicious. The ingredients are simple, but it's really delicious."

Hearing Brother Nan's statement, everyone's eyes widened, especially Hu Shuai, who couldn't wait to taste it.

At this time, the camera gave Thomas a close-up. After sneaking a few glances to the side, his hands moved faster.

Wang Qian had sharp eyes: "Is Thomas feeling the pressure?"

Nod honestly.

"Then is there any good way?"

"En! Chef Li said just now that the noodles should be eaten quickly, so I decided to win with speed."

Brother Nan slapped at the side: "Mr. Qiao has already started serving the noodles, you just scrambled the eggs, is there time?" After speaking, he also tasted the spoon.

Wang Qian continued to ask loudly: "How does it taste?"

Brother Nan nodded and responded, "That's right, the taste of eggs." Everyone burst into laughter.

"It's just a very common scrambled egg. I don't know if it's made of firewood."

As long as it is a competition, there will be competition. Not only the two on the field, but other MCs including the guests are all staring intently. Jiang Xinying even crossed his hands, and the knuckles he pinched were a little white without knowing it.

Finally, Old Joe finished ahead of schedule and rang the bell in front of him. Thomas was not far behind and followed suit.

Two steaming noodles slid along the track in the middle of the table towards the host.

Wang Qian was not in a hurry to let the guests try it: "Hu Shuai, how do you feel?"

"Although I'm not on it, I'm still very nervous watching it, and I feel inexplicable expectations in my heart. To be honest, when the egg fell just now, my heart seemed to be broken."

Wang Qian said that he was very satisfied with the answer, and turned to the two chefs: "How is this the first time you experience this kind of competition, let's talk about your feelings."

Old Qiao began to answer, and after chattering for a while, Thomas suddenly shouted, "Don't ask, the noodles are about to be lumped, and mine is still at the back, so I won't be able to eat them later."

Brother Nan suddenly jumped out: "Ha, damn it, our delaying tactics were discovered, so there is a way, let's start."

Hu Shuai was more active and brought it over by himself.

Smell the taste first: "It smells so good! It's really fragrant, I can't help but want to eat it."

Old Qiao quickly reminded: "Just mix in the vegetables on top of the noodles."

Hu Shuai obediently picked up the chopsticks and started to move. Jiang Xinying was more anxious at the side: "Old Hu, drink some soup first."

"Huh~~~~ha!"

"how is it going?"

Hu Shuai didn't answer, he raised his chopsticks and began to eat noodles with a grunt. He was so anxious and fast that the people around him leaned over unconsciously.

Wang Qian couldn't stand it anymore, and touched Hu Shuai a little, and his cheeks were puffed up.

"Don't worry, no one will compete with you. This is a variety show. Don't just eat and talk. If you work so hard, the audience will think you are acting."

Brother Hu swallowed the food in his mouth: "No, no, I didn't eat much in the morning, so I was a little hungry, but this noodle is really delicious. I even tasted the taste of crab and abalone in it."

Jiang Xinying curled her lips: "Is that an exaggeration?"

Thomas said weakly: "Brother Hu, don't hold yourself back, you haven't tasted mine yet."

Hu Shuai put down his chopsticks with some reluctance, and took a mouthful of red tomato noodles before he froze.

Brother Nan made a fuss: "What's the matter, do you want to bring a bucket?"

Hu Shuai shook his head, and began to eat again.

Wang Qian was surprised: "Are all our anchors so good?"

Chapter 19 The Winner Is

At this time, Lao Qiao and the two made the same noodles again. The ingredients were provided by the program group. Hu Shuai’s refrigerator is really powerless to complain. Of course, the whole process will be edited out. The last thing the audience sees is two extra bowls of food , tasted by guests and other MCs.

Everyone was given a small bowl.

After trying Lao Qiao's food, everyone was dumbfounded, but simply added some leftover ingredients, which completely improved the quality of the noodles.

Both chefs sighed again and again, acknowledging Old Joe's strength and creativity.

But for Thomas's work, the reaction was a bit ambiguous. Brother Nan also got a sip. After tasting it, he complained directly: "I want to expose the shady scene. This is ordinary boiled instant noodles."

From everyone's point of view, Old Qiao was basically sure of winning, so Wang Qian didn't waste time, so as not to embarrass Thomas, and let Hu Shuai choose the winner directly.

The method is also very simple, a button remote control is given, after the selection, the host will count down for three seconds, and the winner's name will appear in large characters on the big screen behind.

"Hey~~~~~~~" The exclamation sounded, and it was Thomas who won in the end, which surprised everyone.

Wang Qian stood up: "Is it wrong, how could it be?"

Thomas, who had already given up, stood there holding a rag, but Old Joe was calmer.

"Ms. Qiao's seafood noodles are really delicious, it can be said that it is the top three I have tasted so far."

Jiang Xinying was even more puzzled: "Old Hu chose to win, you still pressed the wrong button after all."

Hu Shuai waved his hand: "However, the topic I proposed is instant noodles in memory. The noodles made by Thomas are basically the best taste that we young people could make at that time.

I always get tired of eating instant noodles, so when conditions permit, I will buy other things to add to them. There are relatively few meats and so on, but tomatoes and eggs are the most.

The recipe of this bowl of noodles is basically the same as the one I made at the peak of my time. The eggs are fried first, so that they are more fragrant, and the noodles should be put last.

No kidding, when I took the first bite I almost got teary eyed. "

After finishing speaking, he bowed in the direction of Thomas and the film crew: "Thank you Thomas, thank the production team for giving me this opportunity, it reminds me of when I was young, although it was hard work, it was a memory worth cherishing .”