Douluo's pupil God Douluo

Han Ming took a spoon and carefully scooped out a spoonful of egg fried rice. The sticky egg liquid even pulled out slender threads, and as soon as you scooped out the rice, a rich aroma suddenly hit your face. Constantly impacting Han Ming's sense of smell.

After just a brief sniff, he felt like he couldn't control the saliva inside him and it was about to flow out.

And there is a group of people waiting at the back.

"Huh? Have you smelled a fragrance? This smell, Gudong..."

"It smells really good. I've obviously had lunch, but I'm still so hungry."

"Yeah, yeah. And that chef is so young."

"Are you so good at cooking at such a young age?"

"Can't compare, can't compare..."

Naturally, the reason why the egg fried rice made by Li Qing has such a fragrant aroma is still because of these ingredients.

These ingredients are nourished by soul power and are no longer comparable to ordinary ingredients on earth.

Han Ming swallowed, and immediately, the rice was put into Han Ming's mouth.

As soon as the egg fried rice entered his mouth, a strong aroma hit Han Ming's taste buds.

The originally somewhat sticky egg liquid became solid and soft as soon as it entered the mouth. The pearl-like rice grains exude a delicate fragrance, mixed with the soft and firm egg fragrance, and the taste is unprecedentedly good.

Han Ming closed his eyes. At this moment, he was completely intoxicated with the egg fried rice. His whole body was like swimming in a sea of ​​scented egg fried rice, and he couldn't extricate himself.

"Uh……"

however……

The other judges took advantage of Han Ming's eyes to close and took away the plate of egg fried rice.

Li Qing didn't know whether to remind Han Ming or not.

But just when he was hesitating, egg fried rice...

actually……

Gone!

And the important thing is...

Those judges...

He even returned the empty plate!

This is simply murderous.

Han Ming slowly opened his eyes, "Ah, this egg fried rice..."

"Huh? Where's my egg fried rice?"

Han Ming just wanted to praise Li Qing's cooking skills, but the egg fried rice in front of him was gone? !

Then, he saw a golden grain of rice stuck to the corner of the judge's mouth next to him...

Han Ming is about to cry.

How did he meet these rogue judges?

……

Although Han Ming only took one bite, the ending was definitely that Li Qing passed, and Li Qing got his identity card and number.

Number one thousand three hundred and twenty.

In other words, there were people before him.

He can now go to the restaurant prepared by the Chef Association for these contestants, the gathering building!

Li Qing saw the Xianju Building when he walked over to compete. The Xianju Building was only a hundred meters away from the competition hall.

The Xiangju Building is a towering building with thousands of rooms. It was specially built for the annual chef competition.

Let’s talk about the decoration inside. Although these decorations are simple, they have a unique charm.

Li Qing came to the room assigned to him by the organizing committee.

The decoration in the room is simple, adhering to the same style as the hall. There is not much furniture here, just a table, two chairs, a bed, and the ground is covered with wooden floors.

As soon as Li Qing entered the room, he fell directly on the bed.

He couldn't help it, he hadn't felt the warmth of the bed for a long time. During the past few days of traveling, I had been sleeping in a tent, where there were soft and comfortable beds.

After lying down for a while, Li Qing's door rang.

"Bang bang bang..."

"Who is it? Here it is."

Li Qing got up from the bed, wondering who would come to find him. He didn't know anyone here?

The door opened, and a smiling fat man came into Li Qing's eyes.

This fat man was obviously the fat man that Li Qing had been paying attention to before.

"Hello, my name is Huang Wenxin."

"Hello, my name is Li Qing."

"Brother Li Qing looks very young."

"That's right, I'm only twelve years old this year. I wonder what Brother Huang wants from me?"

Li Qing got straight to the point.

Huang Wenxin must have a purpose for finding him. Li Qing didn't want to say so many polite words and waste so much time. Wouldn't it be better to just get straight to the point and be honest with him?

"Uh……"

Huang Wenxin's expression froze and he scratched the back of his head, seeming a little embarrassed.

"Actually, I came to see Brother Li Qing because I wanted to try the egg fried rice that Brother Li made just now."

"Are you here to beg for food? No, egg fried rice?"

"Uh..." Huang Wenxin's expression froze.

"Yes! Brother Li, the egg fried rice you made is so delicious. I smelled it outside the venue just now. You don't know, I have no resistance to delicious food. I must eat it when I encounter it. "

Huang Wenxin couldn't help but touch his round belly when he said this, and then he looked at Li Qing sincerely.

"I wonder if Brother Li is willing to...well...I will pay for it!"

Li Qing rolled his eyes and said, "Of course. Since I made egg fried rice for you to eat, how about you make me the soup you made this morning? This is a good deal, right?"

After hearing this, Huang Wenxin's face was filled with a smile and he nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, of course!"

"Okay, let's go!"

"go!"

A few minutes later, Li Qing and Huang Wenxin came to the kitchen of Xianju Building together.

Because the people living in the Xiangju Building are contestants of the Best Chef Competition, the kitchen here is specially opened for these chefs to practice and communicate.

After showing their identity cards as contestants, the person in charge of the kitchen let them in.

The layout of the kitchen is the same as the one in the food court during the previous auditions, with one hundred chef stations. Each chef has only one hour of use time per day.

Li Qing and Huang Wenxin chose two adjacent cooking stations.

"In that case, I'll start making egg fried rice, and you can make your soup."

"Ok!"

Of course, Li Qing would not let go of such a learning opportunity.

While he was cooking egg fried rice, he paid attention to Huang Wenxin's cooking techniques.

This is what he thought. Now that he has decided to participate in the competition, he must show off his strength.

Before long, both of them had cooked their own dishes.

The kitchen was suddenly filled with a rich aroma. On one side was the fragrant and rich Eight Treasure Ruyi Soup in Huang Wenxin's hands, and on the other side was the glowing egg fried rice filled with the fragrance of eggs and rice in Li Qing's hands.

The chefs who were practicing their skills in the kitchen put down their tools one after another and looked longingly at the soup and rice in the hands of the two people.

He swallowed unconsciously.

Really, it smells so good!

In short, it smells so good!

Huang Wenxin licked his lips and hurriedly said, "Li Qing, hurry! Hurry!"

"for you."

Seeing Huang Wenxin acting like a child, Li Qing smiled helplessly and handed him the egg fried rice in his hand. Then he took the soup Huang Wenxin made.

Li Qing took a spoon and put a spoonful into his mouth.

Chi slip~

Suddenly, a strong fragrance burst out in Li Qing's mouth. This extremely delicious taste continuously stimulated his taste buds.

Li Qing's eyes narrowed slightly as he slowly enjoyed the taste of the soup.

"This soup tastes good!"

Li Qing immediately drank the soup in the bowl, wiped the corners of his mouth and said.

"Mmmmmmm!"

As for Huang Wenxin, the fat man, he stuck his butt out and ate rice while making noises from time to time.

The way he eats looks like the reincarnation of Marshal Tianpeng, Zhu Bajie...

A pig...

Of course, Li Qing would not express his thoughts.

The other chefs who were looking at the two of them shook their heads when they saw that their bowls were empty.

If I had known earlier, I shouldn’t have hesitated…