Douluo's pupil God Douluo

Li Qing held his chin and watched the smiling fat man cooking with interest.

There is something special about this fat man. Although Li Qing did not see the entire process of his cooking, the finishing part alone was enough to tell what the level of this fat man's cooking skills was.

A smile appeared on Li Qing's face.

"It looks like this chef competition is really interesting."

Originally, Li Qing only held the idea that he could solve the accommodation problem after participating in the competition, but after seeing the chefs on the field showing off their cooking skills, he changed his mind.

There will always be a comparison mentality in people's minds.

Compare your own innate soul power when awakening your martial soul, compare the age of your soul ring when you obtain a soul ring, compare your soul power levels when you are of the same age...

Li Qing is not the kind of detached and worldly person who "picks chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and sees the southern mountains leisurely".

He also likes to compare himself with others, especially in cooking.

About five minutes later, the smiling fat man also cooked his own dish and sent it to the judges' table.

Later, Li Qing saw the judge opening the fat man's dish, and immediately, a strong aroma spread from the judges' table to the entire audience.

This aroma seemed to be the king of aromas. No matter what the aroma of the food cooked by others was, it was overshadowed by the aroma of the food cooked by the fat man.

"Wow, it smells so good!"

"Ci'ao, how come it smells so good? Who can have such cooking skills?"

"This smell makes me really want to taste what this dish tastes like."

"Yeah yeah!"

……

Li Qing naturally smelled this aroma.

Dishes with such an aroma must not taste bad!

This fat man has some strength.

Li Qing thought in his heart.

Then, Li Qing saw the judges on the judges' bench standing up, then picking up the cup in their hands and gargling their mouths.

When tasting delicious food, you should naturally not let any other factors affect the taste of the food.

Logically speaking, these judges need to taste the dishes cooked by hundreds of audition contestants, so they only taste the dishes every time.

But this time...

They made an exception.

Li Qing's eyesight is very strong and he can easily see from a distance of several hundred meters.

Li Qing saw it. What the fat man served turned out to be a pot of soup, which seemed to contain seafood, mushrooms, and many wild game.

The bowl of soup that the fat man brought was not much. For more than a dozen people, each person could only get one or two mouthfuls.

The judges carefully took a spoonful from the bowl and put it into their mouths.

then……

They closed their eyes.

Although Li Qing didn't know what this soup tasted like, he could tell from the intoxicated expressions on the judges' faces that the taste of this soup was definitely very good.

Li Qing's thoughts were further verified. This fat man's cooking skills were indeed good.

"Damn it, who is this fat man? How come his cooking skills are so good!"

"Yes, yes, I don't know which one is better, his cooking skills or the vice president's apprentice Chen Zhi."

"I think it's still Chen Zhi."

"No, no, no, I think this fat man is also very powerful."

"Well, no matter what, this chef competition will definitely be exciting!"

The waiting chefs in Li Qing's group started talking again.

However, because of Li Qingchun's young age, no one came up to talk to him.

Li Qing also had a good time.

As for the Chen Zhi they were talking about...

Li Qing didn't know who it was just now, and when he came, Chen Zhi had basically finished cooking, so he didn't pay attention.

Naturally, he couldn't tell what Chen Zhi's cooking skills were.

Chen Zhi himself, who was being discussed, had already left here.

The cooking time for each group is limited, so it’s impossible for you to cook forever.

After about twenty minutes, it was Li Qing's group's turn.

According to Li Qing's observation just now, out of the one hundred people in the previous group, less than thirty people passed and were able to continue participating in the next game.

The selection rate of only % also proves the high level of cooking skills required.

It was Li Qing's turn to play, and he automatically found his cooking station according to the serial number.

At this time, the cooking table had already been cleaned by the relevant staff, all the ingredients had been replaced with fresh ones, and all the kitchen waste left by the previous group of cooking had been cleaned up.

Li Qing looked at the ingredients given to him by the competition team. There were seafood, delicacies, various vegetables, etc. Basically, he had all the common ingredients.

Rather than...

Just make an egg fried rice!

That's right, it's a simple egg fried rice.

Although it sounds like egg fried rice is very simple and not difficult, it is a dish that even a beginner in cooking can master.

However, this is a dish that Li Qing has practiced countless times.

He still remembers the words of the teacher who taught him how to cook.

"Bah, what are you doing? You've fried the eggs!"

"Bah, did you beat the salt seller to death?"

"Bah, this meal is too unpalatable..."

"Alas, you are not suitable for the career of a chef, so you should give up while you can..."

Thinking of this, Li Qing couldn't help but smile.

Although the teacher was very strict with him, he did teach Li Qing a lot. He could have completely fooled Li Qing and said your cooking was delicious, but he didn't.

He pointed out all of Lee Sin's flaws.

But it is no exaggeration to say that without that teacher, there would be no later chef, Li Qing!

Li Qing washed his hands and tied his hair.

Cooking is a very sacred thing to him and he should take it seriously.

Prepare ingredients, add fuel and start a fire...

After about fifteen minutes, Li Qing finished cooking.

He was the fastest guy in the group.

Li Qing walked towards the judges' seat step by step with egg fried rice.

"Judges, this is my cooking, please taste it."

Li Qing said politely.

"Huh? You're quite young. How old are you?"

One of the judges raised his head and looked at Li Qing, a little surprised.

Li Qing is too young.

Although he is stronger than his peers, the hair on his face clearly shows his true age.

To put it simply, your hair hasn’t even grown yet!

"I'm twelve now."

Li Qing deliberately said he was two years older.

"You can cook at the age of twelve. Not bad, not bad. Then let me see what kind of food you cook."

Han Ming has decided that no matter what the twelve-year-old boy in front of him cooks, he will take it seriously.

If the food Li Qing cooks is unpalatable, he must encourage him to prevent Li Qing from losing his hobby of cooking.

After all, fewer and fewer people are willing to learn to cook, and their standards are getting worse and worse.

Han Ming opened the lid that covered it.

sigh~

A golden light emitted from the plate, immediately attracting the attention of all the judges.

At the same time, a strong aroma came to my face, which was the fragrance of rice and the mellow fragrance of eggs.

Han Ming was shocked! The other judges were also stunned.

This……

Is this glowing egg fried rice? !

Han Ming glanced at Li Qing subconsciously, with a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

Did you really do this?

At the judges' table, all the judges' eyes were fixed on the plate of egg fried rice.

The white porcelain plate contains rice grains as round as pearls, and each grain of rice is covered with golden egg liquid.

The egg liquid was not completely cooked, but was a little sticky. The golden egg liquid is wrapped around the rice grains, like a golden gauze, shining with golden light under the light in the room.

"This...this is really glowing egg fried rice!" Everyone at the judges' table stared blankly at this plate of egg fried rice that they had never seen before.

This is no longer egg fried rice, but a work of art! A perfect piece of art!

In front of this plate of egg fried rice, Han Ming felt that all the egg fried rice he had eaten in the first half of his life were eclipsed.

Han Ming licked his lips and picked up the spoon on the table...