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Luo Zijin was dragged and chatted by the drunken director Xu at the wrap-up banquet last night until two o'clock in the morning, but when he returned to the hotel, he only had time to take a shower and had to rush to the airport.

She booked a flight ticket at 07 o'clock in the morning, and it happened to be 30:[-] in the morning when she flew to Fengcheng.

After getting off the plane and picking up the luggage, it was already bright outside the airport, and the air temperature was slowly rising.

Although her itinerary has not been disclosed to the outside world, with Luo Zijin's popularity today, when she and her assistants appeared at the airport, there were already fans holding signs and waiting at the pick-up area.

Beautiful lavender sunglasses framed on the bridge of the nose, blocking those shining black eyes.

However, the lower half of the face revealed is just as good.

The soft jaw line traces the slender bone shape, and the light-colored lips are lightly pursed, showing a little indifference that people dare not approach easily.

Seen from a distance, her tall stature exaggerates her temperament even more.

As soon as her profile appeared behind the automatic glass door, someone recognized her. While the short fans in the back row were still chatting with each other, someone in the front row screamed frantically:

"Ahhhhh Luo Zijin!!!"

"Zijin is out!"

The people who organized this pick-up activity quickly unified the order and organized everyone to shout the slogan of support, and those who were excited before calmed down a little bit, and shouted loudly with everyone:

"Green Zijin, Youyouwoxin!"

The security guards maintaining order at the airport became tense in an instant, and they gathered closely with Luo Zijin's assistants, keeping the man in the middle behind, fearing that some fans would rush up regardless.

In the distance, a passerby was on another road at the corner. Hearing this voice, he asked the person next to him in a daze:

"What's going on? Has the Chinese Studies Association held a poetry recitation at the airport?"

Others: "..."

The continuous chanting of slogans came one after another. There were obviously only a few dozen people, but they shouted in the airport with a soul-stirring momentum.

Not wanting to influence other people, Luo Zijin raised her hand to take off her sunglasses, revealing her quiet black eyes, shaping her aura closer to that of a deity who does not eat fireworks.

Her gaze swept among the fans who picked her up, and she easily recognized the person who organized the pick-up. While looking at her, she turned her head to the side road and said something.

The fans who were named felt that they would explode and faint in the next second!

Ahhh, does Luoshen remember her?

Luoshen is looking at her!

The other fans standing around also felt that a red heart was about to jump out of their chests, and when they were about to be encouraged by their eyes to rush upwards, they saw the assistant walking this way, and helplessly repeated Luo Zijin's words to the leader. if:

The screaming in the ear was a bit loud, so Xiaolu subconsciously raised his voice so that people could hear his voice clearly.

A second later, the man froze in place, then raised his hand to gesture to the fans behind him.

Everyone who was frantically shouting slogans stopped collectively, wondering what Luo Zijin's assistant came over to pass on.

A few seconds later, the fans who picked up the plane were collectively stunned.

Because Luo Zijin’s original words are as follows:

"Yuyou isn't here, so stop shouting."

Redbuds: "..."

May I ask when will you get tired of this stalk?

The official complaint is the deadliest!

at the same time.

Liu Yingchun who just got up in the hotel looked at the messages and pictures on the phone and let out a scream:

"My God—"

Wu Shuangshuang on the other bed woke up suddenly, and sat up in shock: "What's wrong? Is it on fire?"

Liu Yingchun looked at the photos sent by the organizers of this event and the 999+ news of the explosion in the group without tears, and felt that the truth was more terrifying than the fire.

She just went a little too far with Wu Shuangshuang in Fengcheng Food Street last night, didn't pay attention to the mobile phone messages, and just fell asleep when she came back. Why did the world change when she woke up?

"Shuang'er, Luoshen has come to Fengcheng!" Liu Yingchun held her messy hair and spoke to Wu Shuangshuang in a broken tone.

Wu Shuangshuang's heartbeat hadn't slowed down from being overly frightened, and now she was a little dazed when she heard the news: "...?"

Three seconds later—

"What did you say?!" She jumped up from the bed, and instantly swept away her drowsiness, including the displeasure that Liu Yingchun woke her up in the morning.

Before, they regretted that they couldn't see the scene where Luo Zijin and Cheng Youyou were in the same frame this time, so what did they say?

So happy!

While rushing into the bathroom with her slippers on, she did not forget to ask:

"When will you come? What did the group say? What time is the plane?"

Liu Yingchun looked at her, still sitting on her own bed, recovering from the great sadness, and called her very calmly:

"Shuanger."

Wu Shuangshuang brushed her teeth and poked her head out, her mouth was full of foam.

"Ok?"

"Luo Shen has already arrived, don't get excited, we have already missed this pick-up."

After Liu Yingchun finished speaking, she raised her phone. The picture above was Luo Zijin wearing sunglasses and walking out from behind the glass door.

Wu Shuangshuang: "..."

She slumped her shoulders in despair, and even the light in her eyes dimmed.

Walking back into the bathroom, she stood firm in front of the sink, took a sip of water and gurgled a few times, and after spitting it out, comforted herself:

"It's okay, Chunchun, as long as we hold on to the orange, we will hold on to hope."

This is the last stubbornness of cp fans!

……

Today is the start of the fourth round of Cheng Youyou's competition. There are only [-] contestants who can enter this round, and there are only ten places to enter the final.

Compared with previous years, the contestants who signed up this year are indeed much stronger. In the past, only 30 people were left in the fourth round. This time, the number of people who advanced was almost doubled.

After the program team learned the results the night before, they had to hold a meeting overnight to agree on the format of the next day's competition, and decided to slightly adjust the number of people in each team.

This undoubtedly increased the difficulty of the game again.

Let only one expression remain on the faces of the contestants who heard the "group of three" at the scene the next day:

Confused face.jpg

But no matter how ignorant you are, you can only bite the bullet, especially those who have always had bad luck in the lottery draw. You can only pray that the incense bath before going out today will play a role in dispelling the evil spirit that has lingered on the top of your head for many years.

Everyone hopes that the person they cooperate with has a good temper. After all, the basic strength to reach this round has been confirmed, and the situation when a bunch of big shots meet is naturally——

I hope that the most attractive person in the whole group is myself, and others can listen to him.

If it doesn't work, then the next best thing is the next best thing. I hope everyone can discuss and cooperate, win-win cooperation, and get close to the final together.

The registration numbers of some people with fierce faces have already been memorized, and when they draw the number plates, they will silently recite in their hearts:

"Don't come to 419! Don't come to 419!"

"I want 985!"

The lottery draw is very simple. Among the [-] contestants who have advanced, only the top [-] need to go up and draw according to the numerical order from small to large. Whoever gets drawn will automatically enter the group of lottery drawers.

——Cheng Youyou was also one of the twenty lucky drawers.

She randomly grabbed two pieces of paper from the box and handed them to the staff next to her, and someone read out the two numbers:

388th and 520th.

A tall, rough-looking man walked out of the team, with a pair of inverted triangular eyes that were somewhat menacing, his chest muscles bulged out his white shirt, and his number plate was pasted on his left chest:

He is number 388.

When he came out and saw that he was in the same group as Cheng Youyou, he let out a 'tsk' in displeasure.

Anyone with eyes can see the displeasure on his face.

A lean man walked out from the other side. Although his body looked thin, the muscle lines on his right forearm were also tough.

He had a face that was not good at speaking, and he was wearing a short-sleeved top that was washed and faded soon, and the neckline even had a slight tear.

This is number 520.

For Cheng Youyou, he didn't have any disgusting reaction, but after seeing someone, he habitually wanted to reach out and shake Cheng Youyou's hand to show friendship, but he took it back halfway——

This little girl's hands are too fair, and they are really different from his hands who have been doing odd jobs in the back kitchen all year round, with dirt hidden in their nails.

But before he could take it back, Cheng Youyou calmly raised his hand and held his hand. At the same time, a generous smile appeared on his face:

"Hello, I'm Cheng Youyou."

The soft touch on the hand made the thin man let go of her hand in an instant, almost blushing, and didn't dare to stare at Cheng Youyou's face, turned his gaze away, and replied:

"I...my name is Wei Qingshan."

After Cheng Youyou and him got to know each other, they looked at the other big man beside him. Before she could speak, that man turned his head away. There were no two people who were much shorter than him in his sight range.

The live camera faithfully recorded this scene.

In front of the TV, some fans who failed to come to the scene to cheer for Cheng Youyou exploded in an instant:

"Damn it! Is it so dragging?"

In today's fourth round of the competition, the organizer installed a large screen for broadcasting, which was particularly dazzling beside the arena. The audience borrowed the parasols from the food stalls next to it in twos and threes to avoid the heat, either with ice drinks in their hands, or Ice Cream, watching the picture on the broadcast screen.

The orange fans at the scene stared at the disgusted face that zoomed in on the close-up of No. 388 on the screen, subconsciously looked at each other, and saw the worry about Cheng Youyou in each other's eyes:

In a lottery among a bunch of people, there is always someone who will be unlucky to meet the uncle, but why is it their orange?

The girls held each other tightly subconsciously: "Hey, what should we do now?"

There are also some who are as irritable as the 388 contestants, biting the popsicles in their mouths:

"Our Chengzi has such a good temper. If I get bullied, I'll go to the nearby convenience store and buy a sack later."

They are quite unable to understand this world, the orange anchor looks so cute!

How can anyone not like oranges!

Is he blind!

……

In the hotel, Luo Zijin, who planned to go out to find Cheng Youyou at night, was also watching the live TV, witnessing the scene where his own orange was disliked——

She bowed her head expressionlessly and took the ipad next to her, and said to Xiaolu who was also sitting beside her:

"Go and ask the show crew a question for me."

Xiaolu: "?"

Luo Zijin: "Ask them, is the eye hospital the sponsor of this competition?"

Otherwise why give such a hot-eyed guy such a big close-up?

Xiaolu couldn't help laughing: "...Pfft."

Then obediently replied: "Okay."

When Luo Zijin's venom is not aimed at her, it still sounds very pleasant!

After she truthfully recounted her doubts on the official Weibo of the "Kitchen God Competition", when she looked up and continued to watch the show, Luo Zijin next to her said again:

"When the camera doesn't have him, you can tell me again."

She lowered her head and was searching for Cheng Youyou's photos in Baidu Pictures, feeling that she needed to see more of the delicious little orange's slowly frightened heart.

However, this time the side road was a little awkward, she stared at the TV for a while, then turned her head and said:

"But... the show crew seems to be trying to create a gimmick, basically as long as there are oranges, there will be him in the shot."

Luo Zijin: "..."

She had been at war with heaven and man in her heart for a long time, but she still couldn't help but look up at the TV screen again——

For love, there is nothing she can't do!

……

Cheng Youyou didn't know how much Luo Zijin had tolerated for her. She was waiting for the second draw after the first round of team draw.

This time, the main materials of the works displayed by the group are selected.

The judges seemed to be particularly worried that they would not be able to get down to ten people this year, so they tried their best to make things difficult for them.

The main materials drawn in the first group are:

Sweet potato leaves.

In some provinces, it is said that this green vegetable is only used to feed pigs.

In the first group, the contestants who were ready to overwhelm the judges with western food gradually lost their smiles when they saw the name of this vegetable.

What are the main ingredients?

That is, no matter what other auxiliary ingredients you add in it, it is the most important thing that people can eat it, and it is absolutely unacceptable to use it as a decoration.

The following second group draws are:

pitaya.

When the result of the lottery came out, even the audience in front of the TV fell into silence for a few seconds.

Among the audience, Li Mei, who knew nothing about cooking, shook her head subconsciously and murmured:

"This question...is too difficult."

Originally, I was praying that Cheng Youyou could win some beef and other materials, but after the first two tickets were checked out, she seemed to tell everyone very clearly:

Give up, there will be no common ingredient names in it.

When it was Cheng Youyou's turn, the tall and strong man suddenly said:

"Hey, how is your luck?"

When Cheng Youyou was called by him, she looked back at him with a surprised expression, but after hearing his question clearly, she just smiled and stopped talking.

Off-site fans——

"Tsk, how is our Cheng Zi lucky? Don't you have any points in your heart when you get drawn?"

"What to do, damn it, I actually find it both funny and heartbreaking!"

While hoping that that person would perform abnormally, but also not wanting his poor performance to affect the results of Cheng Youyou's group, the fans' emotions were once very complicated.

And Cheng Youyou on the field also ushered in the moment of revealing his fate:

The words on the note were captured clearly by the camera.

river snail.

Cheng Youyou's mind suddenly froze for a second, and her first reaction was:

...Snail girl?

Thanks to her cute appearance, no one knew what kind of thoughts floated in her mind.

It was only later that she thought of a classic dish she had eaten: stir-fried escargots.

But this dish can be taken out in the first few rounds, but it is not suitable for the three-person team.

While she was still racking her brains to think about dishes related to this, the 388 contestant who was impatiently waiting for the result had already uttered a swear word.

"*** What kind of scumbag are you?"

There is a reason why he is so angry. After all, in the place where he grew up and the culinary influence he received, there is no such thing as hard to pick meat, something that can't be tasted after two bites, okay? ?

Cheng Youyou listened to his words abruptly, and the smile on his face slowly fell.

I'm really afraid of what's coming.

Judging from the current situation, it seems that this 388 brother is the one with the hottest temper and the most difficult to listen to.

Before it reached the point of discussion, this man's anger almost directly poked her in the face.

After the program team brought them a box of snails, and announced to everyone that the next game was only four hours away, the atmosphere couldn't be more tense.

Cheng Youyou thinks the competition is more important, she doesn't need to care about this person's bad attitude, as long as everyone's final goal is the same.

With this in mind, she offered the olive branch again:

"Do you two have any ideas? Let's discuss it together, and we should be able to think of a way."

Wei Qingshan didn't speak all the time, his personality seemed to be more inclined to the silent and introverted type, he looked like the type who was helping in the kitchen.

He wasn't used to making noise, but when Cheng Youyou's inquiring gaze looked at him, and when No. 388 said nothing, his throat moved.

After a while, he opened his mouth and said:

"...People in my hometown have liked to eat snails since they were young."

Although what he said was very euphemistic, it still made people understand that this ingredient, which was very difficult for Cheng Youyou and the 388 contestants, was common on Wei Qingshan's menu!

Just one sentence instantly made Cheng Youyou's eyes shine!

She finally realized who the Emperor Ou in this group was, it was the taciturn Mr. Wei who was a blockbuster when he spoke!

Not only her, but the No. 388 contestant who has always refused to disclose her name was also surprised by this sentence and looked sideways again:

"Damn! Didn't you say it earlier?"

Wei Qingshan was not very used to the feeling of being forced by their urgent gaze, and subconsciously avoided the gaze, his dark face was flushed, but in the end he just nodded and added:

"However, the most common thing we do there is to make fried snails, and we don't bother to make snails stuffed with meat. There is nothing else."

After he finished speaking, he pinched the corner of the jacket, and quickly shut his mouth tightly, like an old clam with its shell tightly shut, as if he was worried that others would dislike him for talking too much.

The fans outside the stadium looking at him like this are so worried——

"Why do I feel that our family's orange draw is the only problem child in the audience???"

Even the audience in front of the TV couldn't help shaking their heads.

"Is this group okay?"

"Okay, okay, their group is cold. I have eaten both fried snails and stuffed snails. It's nothing unusual."

……

Just like everyone complained in front of the TV, after listening to his words, contestant No. 388 showed a very disgusted expression, looked Wei Qingshan up and down, and retracted the admiration he had for him just now.

"That's it? Then I've heard it too."

Wei Qingshan seemed more and more cramped, as if he was regretting his outspokenness just now, but he looked at the other groups around him who had started to clean the ingredients, and heard that some groups had already sent kitchen knives rhythmically on the chopping board' tuk tuk tuk ' sound, and unconsciously frowned again.

A little anxiety appeared between his brows.

Obviously, he wanted to contribute to this group, but he didn't know how to do it.

When Cheng Youyou vaguely had a roughly formed concept in his mind, the 388 players started to take a basin with a 'really troublesome' expression, and began to deal with the snails in the big blue box.

One can't help but wonder if he already has some ideas.

Seeing that there was something to do, Wei Qingshan didn't care what kind of dish he was going to cook, so he immediately went up to help clean those big snails.

Cheng Youyou also wanted to go up to help, but before he came to the front, Mr. 388 raised his head and made a stop gesture to her in time:

"Don't you, we two old men are working here, if you let you come over to help, it will look like we are so useless."

Cheng Youyou stopped in her tracks, ignored his words, instead stared at him and asked:

"Are you going to make snail stuffed meat?"

No. 388 scoffed, and replied: "Otherwise? You fried snails for the judges to serve as an appetizer when commenting on other groups?"

There was some contempt in his eyes, and he basically didn't have to look Cheng Youyou in the eye.

It's not that he doesn't know that this is a popular anchor, but in his opinion, the means for these Internet celebrities to climb up is nothing more than that——

Rely on men, rely on the boss.

All I need to do is to dress up beautifully and show off in front of the camera. What's so difficult about that?

He has never liked this kind of tall woman who can climb up without any effort.

So he didn't think Cheng Youyou really had the strength to make it to this round.

——As for her perfect score in the third round?

Thinking of this, he smiled again from the bottom of his heart: How could it be possible to really taste what was in those soups?

It must be that the program team gave her a thorough question in advance.

All in all, he is very unhappy with such a person,

After making up his mind, he chatted with Wei Qingshan next to him about the dishes he was going to cook for a while.

Wei Qingshan looked at Cheng Youyou who was standing over there, and then at the man next to him who was particularly targeted at others and who was more present than those standing there, and finally chose to keep his head down and continue working .

He only occasionally responded to that person.

After chatting with Wei Qingshan for a few words, the man also felt that this was a boring gourd, which was extremely boring, and he didn't talk much after that, but just instructed Wei Qingshan to do this and that, even the seasoning a few steps away. Ask Wei Qingshan to get it for him.

Wei Qingshan didn't mind that he was treated as a helper here again, and worked hard without complaint.

After the two of them cleaned the snails, they cut off the hard shells at the tails, and put them on a plate and put them aside.

Seeing that he was busy with other things, Wei Qingshan stared at the pot of snails, hesitant to speak.

Cheng Youyou said, "Let's cook it again in boiling water."

Because there are many organisms or parasites hidden in this kind of aquatic products, if you don’t need to go through high-temperature hot water, she feels——

The judges probably don't want to stick their chopsticks over the plate at all.

……

There were a total of [-] groups at the scene. The judges did not watch on the spot, but stared at the [-] comments in turn behind the scenes. From time to time, people could zoom in on one of the scenes on another display screen.

While the other judges were looking at the more promising groups, Tan Liaoran was staring at Cheng Youyou's group.

Only ten people can advance to the fourth round of the competition, which means that some group works may be recognized by the judges, but this does not mean that everyone who participates in the work can directly advance.

And those groups that come up with failed works, no matter how hard one of them works, if the whole dish presented tastes bad or makes some fatal mistakes, it will be completely rejected.

This round of testing is not only about the ability of the contestants, the judges will also look at the temperament of the contestants from this.

Therefore, if you can cooperate with others in the group to complete a common work, and you can make your own ability stand out and be noticed by the judges, this requires different opinions.

Realizing that Tan Liaoran was looking at the shots of Cheng Youyou's group, Lu Hua, who was chatting with others about the dragon fruit group, turned his head, followed his line of sight, and smiled:

"Hey, don't look at that group. The guy at the stall basically has no chance of making it to the finals. No matter how good the anchor is, he can't make a dish by himself."

Lu Hua persuaded like this.

Tan Lioran's gaze remained on the screen, and after hearing what he said, he just smiled and didn't answer.

He looked at the girl who was seriously preparing to arrange the plate after finding something for himself after reminding him, with a slight smile in his eyes.

Missed?

Not necessarily.

……

on site.

Hearing Cheng Youyou's words, No. 388 stopped chopping meat chicly, and chopped the kitchen knife on the chopping board. Wei Qingshan was startled, and stood in front of Cheng Youyou, thinking he was going to do something.

Even the off-site staff of the program group turned their eyes over one after another, and the security guards unconsciously moved over here.

As a result, he picked up the big iron pot impatiently and put the water rack on the pot again.

Then he rolled his eyes at Wei Qingshan.

Wei Qingshan: "..."

No wonder he reacted too much, mainly because 388 looks too aggressive and his attitude is too unfriendly.

Cheng Youyou was slightly relieved when she saw that although he was fierce and he didn't like himself too much, but he still wanted to work hard to enter the final after all.

He whispered to Wei Qingshan:

"Thank you."

Wei Qingshan looked at the delicate arrangement she had prepared, and felt a little sorry that she could only do so little, and suddenly felt an impulse, and asked in a low voice:

"Or, are you going to make one yourself?"

He also knew that Cheng Youyou was the one who got full marks in the last round, and he felt that she must have more ideas than himself and the other person. Maybe he could just make a dish and enter the finals directly, and there was no need to be angry with another person here.

Cheng Youyou shook her head with a smile, and replied, "It's okay."

She didn't think it was a good idea.

If it is made clear that the rule is to prepare a dish that was completed in cooperation, and she only made one dish by herself, then no matter how perfect it is, it will not be in the qualified category, because it violates the most basic rules.

……

After the snails were boiled in boiling water, Wei Qingshan and the man picked out the snail meat inside, removed the unedible lower half of the intestines, chopped the snail meat and pork together and put them into a large bowl.

Return the shells to a plate and set aside.

Wei Qingshan also went to get a few horseshoes, and after peeling off the outer hard skin, he also chopped them up with a kitchen knife and added them to the meat stuffing.

Then there is the taste of meat stuffing such as salt, soy sauce, and cooking wine.

Then use a small spoon to scoop up the meat stuffing and fill the snail shells on the plate one by one.

On the 388th, he began to put the oil in the pot, and after asking Wei Qingshan about the cooking order, he prepared the fried snail meat on his own, with the posture of holding the spoon as if he didn't intend to let others participate.

After this dish came out, Wei Qingshan provided the whole cooking idea, while No. 388 was in charge of the main taste, as for Cheng Youyou——

She just set a plate.

Assuming that this dish can pass the judges' test, then the credit has to be counted at the end before adding her name.

The preparation time for the players is only four hours.

They don't have much opportunity for trial and error.

Because I don't know how the taste is, after the snail meat is fried, put it on a plate, then restart the pot, fry them all again with hot oil, and then pick a few out, No. 388 and Wei Qingshan Taste the taste first, and if there is no problem, put it directly on the plate.

No. 388 simply picked out the snail meat inside with chopsticks, put it in his mouth and tasted it——

Not bad.

Wei Qingshan next to him took a bite and felt... This is the most common taste in his hometown, and he didn't think that such a food that can be eaten everywhere can pass the tricky tongues of the judges.

Disappointment slowly appeared in his eyes.

At this moment, Cheng Youyou also took one from the plate and tasted it.

When No. 388 felt that she could put it on a plate, she subconsciously said, "No."

The movement of the man's hands stopped, he glared at her, and said, "Hey, do you have an opinion?"

Cheng Youyou said seriously:

"Although the water chestnut enriches the texture of the meat stuffing, stir-frying after frying will make the only bright spot of this dish - the meat is too old, and this dish cannot pass."

No. 388 was about to have an attack, so she replied: How come you can?

Where is it old?

But before he spoke, Wei Qingshan nodded and echoed Cheng Youyou's words:

"Correct."

He echoed in a low voice: "And this tastes like the roadside restaurant we have there..."

No. 388: "...!"

He put the iron pot on the stove vigorously, laughed angrily at the words they both sang together, and gestured:

"Okay, since you are so eloquent, you must have good craftsmanship, then come and let me open my eyes."

Seeing his attitude, the audience couldn't bear it for a long time, and shouted outside the arena:

"Come here! Chengzi, don't be cowardly! Just take the spatula and do it!"

"Slap him in the face!"

"Let him kneel and sing Conquer!"

Cheng Youyou, who was still in the game, couldn't hear the cheering and cheering from the fans outside, but she really didn't intend to just say nothing. Hearing this, she glanced at the ingredients area, thinking about the best combination of taste and collocation in her mind——

The next second, she went straight to one of them, and when she came back, she had a bowl of kelp knots in her hand.

Maybe she was the first to show kindness to Wei Qingshan, so he came to give Cheng Youyou a hand very consciously, and while helping her untangle the kelp knots and clean them, after thinking about it, her seemingly encouraging effect He asked with a smile:

"Kelp and horseshoes are cold...?"

This is euphemistically speaking from the perspective of food supplements. If one of the ingredients is too cold, then it will be considered to neutralize it with warm heat, and finally achieve a balanced effect.

When Cheng Youyou heard his question, he simply nodded, with a bigger smile on his lips, and replied:

"Correct."

But it doesn't matter, she has already figured out a way to deal with it.

After washing the kelp knots and overcooking them in hot water, she selected a third of the remaining stuffed escargots, put them in a pan with the meat side down, and fried them slowly .

The 388 player who has never revealed his name and looked at him with folded arms let out a 'huh'.

Cheng Youyou focused on the matter in front of her wholeheartedly. When the snail meat was almost half cooked, she didn't choose to start the pot, but added water to it, put in garlic cloves and kelp knots in turn, and added some dried chilies , and finally poured old soy sauce for coloring.

Turn the heat to high, and the juice in the pot starts to bubble, exuding a delicious smell.

The aroma of kelp, which is unique to seafood, is slightly spicy and attractive.

The 388 contestants who were a little careless before couldn't help but become serious when they saw her movements.

When the snails and kelp in the pot were fully immersed in the sauce, she turned off the fire, picked up two bowls, filled each with a small spoon, the snails and kelp inside were soaked in the dark juice of the sauce, and just handed one of the bowls to In front of Wei Qingshan——

'Goo'.

His stomach made such a noise.

It made his dark-skinned face turn red again, and he explained embarrassingly, "I'm sorry, I didn't have breakfast when I came..."

Cheng Youyou didn't take it seriously, and returned a good-natured smile, pulling away the long glint in her eyes at the end of her eyes, rendering a picture of a picturesque beauty with just an effect.

No. 388 on the other side also took a bite of the bowl and chopsticks.

Just one bite left him speechless.

Seeing his cheeks moving, and his blank expression of stopping after biting down, the audience outside the venue rubbed their stomachs and laughed:

"Hahaha! Are you stupid! Are you convinced by my orange cooking skills?"

"Oh my god, this reversal is so satisfying!"

"Whoa, I want to eat this dish made with oranges too!"

I always feel that this big-screen broadcast is more lethal than the camera lens when cooking in the live broadcast room. Why do they still feel a terrible hunger when they obviously don't stop talking?

Even the saliva in the mouth is secreted more.

……

When the judges saw the works of this group, Lu Hua was a little surprised.

On the side of the snow-white plate, cucumber slices are cutely pinched into a heart shape, and half of the cherry tomatoes are added, which contrasts with the main course with a dark sauce in the middle.

The large blank space in the middle is drawn with a wanton line trace by the expression sauce.

The color matching is okay, and it looks like the work of the anchor.

But what surprised him was not the appearance of the dish, but the final taste:

The crunchy horseshoe and pork, as well as the chewy snail meat itself constitute the internal layering of the meat filling, and the overall feeling of the meat filling and the slightly spicy kelp knot form the balance of the whole dish.

Because two very cool ingredients, horseshoe and kelp, are used, the coldness of them is diluted directly with chili, which has the meaning of "fighting poison with poison".

In the works presented, the sauce should have been thickened for a slightly thicker effect.

Lu Hua picked up a snail and looked at it.

The sauce dripped down from the snail shell. After biting into the stuffing just now, the juice that exploded in the stuffing seemed to be still on the tip of the tongue, accompanied by a little bit of spicy, neither overwhelming nor untasteful arrive.

With a slightly seductive taste, he couldn't help but eat another one.

Tan Liaoran who was beside him saw his movements and asked with a smile:

"How about it?"

Lu Hua squinted at him and laughed, "Hmph, don't you know what's going on?"

……

After the judges tasted the works of the [-] groups in turn, they walked up to the reassembled contestants with their decision, and asked the group leader to tell the contributions of their team members in this dish, and then announced the names of the finalists on the spot.

Upon hearing this, contestant No. 388 turned his head suddenly and stared straight at Cheng Youyou.

There was a little regret in his expression.

Damn, he forgot, this person is still the team leader?

Thinking of Cheng Youyou's last dish, he racked his brains to find contributions for himself.

Slowly there were already six candidates ahead, and Cheng Youyou was in the seventh group. When it was her turn, she still smiled and said slowly:

"The main idea of ​​this dish comes from Mr. Wei Qingshan No. 520, and Mr. No. 388 provided the most important idea. I can think of adding chili because of his reminder. The spiciness is the finishing touch of this dish. pen."

"As for me