My years as a stand-in [Quick Transmigration]

It was nearly twelve o'clock in the middle of the competition. After the first round, they went to eat separately. The next round of competition was scheduled to start at 01:30 in the afternoon.

As soon as the judges left, Jiang Shimu also left with Chen Feng.

Wei Yang dragged Jiang Shimu's temporary assistant aside when almost everyone on the field had withdrawn.

"what's wrong with you?"

The little assistant lowered his eyes, and his hands were intertwined nervously. "The dessert process he made is too simple, and I have no chance to make a move."

"Really?" Wei Yang looked at him condescendingly, "Did you say something wrong that made Jiang...Ji Ning suspicious?"

"No, absolutely not." The little assistant waved his hands again and again, "I just said that I am his fan and like him very much, and he also knows my ID, and he even knows how many stars I spent on tipping."

From the second day of Jiang Shimu's live broadcast, Wei Yang guessed that he was Ji Ning. He didn't take any action, but deliberately asked his assistant to register a new account to give Jiang Shimu gifts, in order to dispel Jiang Shimu's vigilance , Jiang Shimu shouldn't be too suspicious if he asks his fans to be his assistants.

But starting from making desserts, Jiang Shimu did it himself, and there was no chance for his little assistant to intervene.

Wei Yang didn't see that Jiang Shimu had any opinion on the little assistant. After thinking about it, he could only agree with the little assistant's statement. Maybe the process was really too simple, so he simply did it himself.

Wei Yang sneered, "In the next game, you must find a chance to make a move."

"Yes Yes."

The little assistant flinched and took a step back. Wei Yang didn't look at him and walked away.

Walking to the selection break room, Wei Yang stopped.

"Hua Ye is here, sit down quickly, there is a seat for you."

Wei Yang opened the door, and the people in the selection lounge were already eating. Seeing Wei Yang coming over, he greeted him warmly.

"OK, thanks."

There was a malicious smile on the corner of Wei Yang's mouth. The little assistant was one of his plans, but he didn't pin all his hopes on him, so he had a second plan, which he had planned for a long time.

This is his last chance, he can't miss it, Jiang Shimu has gathered three souls, and after leaving the small world, he has no way to defeat Jiang Shimu in rounds of force.On the contrary, it is safe in this world, because he is occupying Qu Huaye's body, Jiang Shimu will not act rashly.

But his time is running out, he has not much resentment points left from the Destiny's Son, just to avoid the small world's investigation, but not enough to compete with Jiang Shimu, so he needs more resentment.

And the life of the Children of Destiny, which should have been smooth sailing, has been turned upside down by him, so the value of resentment of the Children of Destiny is higher than that of ordinary people.

It's just that he didn't expect that after Jiang Shimu's soul was scattered by him, he signed a "stand-in" contract with the Underworld Bureau by mistake, and returned to the small world. against him.

Even if Jiang Shimu is the main god, he can't escape the investigation of the small world. When the small world discovers Jiang Shimu's existence, he will force Jiang Shimu to be sent out of the small world.But Jiang Shimu refused to leave for a long time, just looking for an opportunity to take Wei Yang away.Wei Yang escaped the investigation of the small world by virtue of the vitality value of the son of destiny, but as long as the resentment value is exhausted, he will also be expelled by the small world.

Outside the world, he was no match for Jiang Shimu, so he had to stay.

If Jiang Shimu lost this game, the original owner Ji Ning's resentment would be even higher, then he could absorb more nutrients, and he could use other methods to avoid Jiang Shimu and the world's laws.

10 minutes before the game.

All staff and judges gathered on the field, and the live broadcast room was opened again.

The ingredients for desserts have been replaced with ingredients for home cooking.

Jiang Shimu glanced around and found that there were basically all the ingredients, even though he felt that things would not be so simple.

Just when Wei Yang turned his head and met Jiang Shimu's gaze, there was undisguised provocation in his eyes.

Jiang Shimu ignored him, but looked at the little assistant who was following him.

Receiving Jiang Shimu's sharp gaze, the little assistant trembled slightly. He lowered his head and did not dare to look at Jiang Shimu. Enduring the fear in his heart, he asked, "What are you going to do? I'll get you the ingredients."

"I'm sorry, I'm still used to cooking alone." Jiang Shimu put away his cold gaze, and then smiled softly, "Judgement panel, can I... alone?"

The assistant is also an auxiliary function. Since the contestants don't need it, there is no need to force it, and let the assistant go down after beckoning.

Unexpectedly, when the little assistant panicked, he forgot to be afraid, and grabbed Jiang Shimu's clothes with one hand, "I can help you, me, don't drive me down."

When Jiang Shimu turned his head to look at the little assistant, he no longer had the gentle politeness to face the jury, "You... are in the way of me."

The little assistant's heart skipped a beat. Does he know something?The little assistant didn't dare to ask more questions, Jiang Shimu just glanced at it inadvertently, the deep meaning in his eyes was obvious, and a chill suddenly crept into his heart, the little assistant didn't dare to say more, and he couldn't ignore the task that Wei Yang gave him, He ran off in a panic.

The game officially begins.

Wei Yang is mentally cursing and doesn't dare to show it. He must maintain a good image in front of the camera.

Jiang Shimu pushed his hat down, and told the cameraman in advance not to take pictures on his face, so after the first half of the game, he didn't show his face much, but the small half of his chin appeared in front of the camera, and the audience didn't have to worry about it. With just one chin, he recognized Ji Ning.

Jiang Shimu picked up a piece of steak from the table and cut it into slices.

Take out two sheets of paper and blot the cut steaks dry.

Sprinkle salt and black pepper on the steak, wait for the oil pan to heat up, and put the steak in.

There was a sizzling sound on the oil pan, and the black pepper smell in the steak quickly dissipated under the frying of the butter, and the aroma wafted into the judging panel. Tempted by the scent, he walked over with the camera on his shoulders.

The camera focused on the steak in the golden oil pan, and the smell floated into the audience's nostrils through the light curtain.

【smell good! 】

【Listening to the frying sound, my saliva is about to flow out. 】

[Is it beef? 】

[Beef is hard and astringent, why does it smell so good? 】

Just as curious as the audience were the judges of the jury, who had been hooked by the scent and stood up, looking up into the pot.

They saw Jiang Shimu put a piece of butter, a piece of green grass, and...a particularly bad-smelling garlic into the pot.

What kind of novelty is this?

"Why did you put in a grass."

Jiang Shimu continued to move his hands, answering his doubts, "This is vanilla."

Under the eyes of everyone's anticipation, the steak was finally served.

"Is it ready to eat?" The brother who took the camera swallowed, staring at the steak intently.

"almost."

Everyone kept their eyes on, and saw that Jiang Shimu turned on the fire and put butter, put black pepper sauce in the pot, scooped a spoonful of water, and finally poured the diluted black pepper sauce on the steak.

The judges were staring at the steak on the plate, swallowing their saliva, and the aroma hooked their taste buds.

Wei Yang on the side was furious. He also knew that Jiang Shimu had a lot of tricks, and he couldn't guard against it, so he bought a fake fan, and didn't expect him to be very skilled, but he didn't expect that this little assistant would even give Jiang Shimu Mu couldn't even make trouble, so he was immediately kicked out of the stage.

There is also the jury, these former colleagues, at least in front of the front of the camera, it is too cheap to look up eagerly.

It doesn't matter, he still has one last shot.

Wei Yang suppressed the anger that was churning in his heart, and continued to play with his delicious food.

Jiang Shimu's speed was very fast. He had already cut up the fruits on the side. He placed the red dragon fruit on the edge of the dinner plate, mango and polo, and the green dragon fruit on the other end of the dinner plate. Kale color scheme.

Finally, place two small leaves in the middle of the steak.

Most of the delicacies in Interstellar only focus on the taste, and no chef is like Jiang Shimu, who even prepares a dish and presents it on a plate.

And when Jiang Shimu set the plate, the audience in the live broadcast room had already started screaming.

【Can I eat it? 】

【I can not wait any more! ! ! 】

[Save the child, it will die too soon! 】

"It's done." As soon as Jiang Shimu's clear voice fell, the bullet screen immediately became agitated. The jury members stared at the steak and wanted to eat it a long time ago, but the whole piece was not easy to eat.

Jiang Shimu deliberately made only one piece of steak, the purpose is to make them not enough, so that they will have an aftertaste.

"Sorry." Jiang Shimu said, "I only have time to make one slice. I'll cut the steak open."

Jiang Shimu cut the steak into ten equal portions. Besides the five judges, he also distributed it to the host and cameraman, as well as a few staff members off the field. Finally, he kept a slice for the audience in the live broadcast room to taste. .

Originally, there was only enough steak for one person, but for such a share, one person could eat two or three bites at most. The judges didn't say anything, but their eyes showed reluctance, and they looked at the steak that was divided out with distress.

Jiang Shimu poured ten cups of black tea from the teapot, which was brewed by the way while the steak was frying.

"Steak with black tea, please judges and viewers in the live broadcast room to taste."

In contrast, Wei Yang had just started cooking, and the judges and audience here were already addicted to the steak made by Jiang Shimu. The double satisfaction of the tip of the tongue and the taste buds doubled the sense of happiness. The only regret is...

Really just enough to taste! ! !

The members of the jury looked at Jiang Shimu sadly. It was impossible for him to do another job, so they turned their attention to Wei Yang who was aside.

At this time, Wei Yang's dishes were also ready, and he made Qu Huaye's specialty dishes.

This dish is the hotel's signature dish, a dish that guests must order. He served the dish with confidence, turned his head to look at Jiang Shimu, pulled the corner of his mouth, avoided the camera, and rushed to Jiang Shimu to cook. mouth shape.

- You are doomed.

The author has something to say: I thought I could write it all at once, and I didn't want to get stuck at the end, but in fact, I have a disabled hand...

错字待修……感谢在2020-04-2922:44:11~2020-05-0423:48:28期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of punch cards in the world;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!