The villain is being forced to whitewash again

Xu Wanyang said cautiously: "...So, how much do the three judges plan to give this dish?"

"... Overall, the shape is very ingenious, I'll give it five points." Huang Qinshi said euphemistically with great difficulty.

Editor-in-Chief Li said very dissatisfied: "Do you need to say more? This is not food that humans can swallow at all, zero points! Don't say anything, just zero points!"

Mr. Zheng said with a smile: "This dish reminds me of my old lady. For this extraordinary silky smoothness, I give it ten points."

Zhao Bian dejectedly took the plate and went down.

It was simply too scary. When Xu Wanyang thought about the previous dish, he felt how terrible the existence of eyes was. Fortunately, it was just an abnormality. The next dish would never...happen...what is the problem? ?He thought with lingering fear.

"Now, let's serve Ling Lushui's dishes."

Ling Lushui lifted the lid, revealing the plate inside, "I made spicy rabbit head, let the judges taste it."

Looking down at the several rabbit heads who seemed to have experienced some inhuman torture before, surrounded by a pile of green coriander and red chili peppers, eerie resentment, after a long and weird silence, Huang Qinshi asked tentatively: "... ...Let me venture to ask, have you...have you had a deep hatred with us before?"

Ling Lushui said bluntly, "Yes."

Three judges: Is that why you deliberately poisoned us with dark food? !

Resisting the urge to escape, Huang Qinshi picked up a rabbit head on the plate with chopsticks and put it in his mouth. The moment he took his mouth, the rabbit meat melted like ice in the sun. Waves slapping on the tongue coating have endless aftertaste, just like...

"Ouch!" She vomited frantically by pawing at the edge of the trash can, clasped her hands together and propped her forehead with tears in her eyes, and fell into deep doubts in her life and could not extricate herself.

Seeing this situation, Editor-in-Chief Li was under a lot of psychological pressure. He stared at the spicy rabbit head on the plate and gulped, picked up a piece tremblingly with his chopsticks and then dropped it with an unsteady snap, repeated several times. It was only after the second time that it was caught between the chopsticks, and I couldn't bear to look straight at it, I closed my eyes, my heart sank, I bit it down and chewed it with all my strength.

"Ugh!" In the next second, he was so painful that he raised his head and grinned his teeth. Like the former Huang Qin master, he opened the lid of the trash can beside him and spat out all the things in his mouth. He rubbed his forehead and his face turned pale.

"...Growing up so big, I have never eaten feces... In fact, most people have eaten feces, duck intestines, pig intestines, and tripe, so I may have eaten feces, but this is passive food, so it doesn’t count.”

"But I never thought about it..." He choked up, tears slowly slipping from the corners of his eyes, "One day I would actually take the initiative to eat shit! If someone asks me if I have ever eaten shit? I can write a special article on Wulin Express An article—on why dogs can’t stop eating shit, and what it’s like to reveal the secret of shit through personal experience..."

After all, he couldn't take it any longer, and wept bitterly in front of everyone. Except for Master Huang Qin and Editor-in-Chief Li, who were facing collapse, only Mr. Zheng hadn't tasted it yet.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Mr. Zheng moved his chopsticks to eat without being affected, chewed and swallowed slowly, put down the chopsticks steadily, and said with a smile: "It's as strong as my old lady's."

Everyone present: Is this fucking simple and heavy?

"...Three points, I really can't go any further, my conscience is aching." Huang Qinshi held his chest with tears in his eyes.

Editor-in-Chief Li muttered to himself: "It doesn't look like shit, and it's impossible to touch shit, but it's made to smell like shit. How amazing... Ten, I give this plate of shit ten!"

Ling Lushui laughed and said, "Say shit again in front of me, be careful and I'll stab you to death right away."

Editor-in-chief Li stormed off and flipped the table, "I just told you what to do, if you have the guts, try to be fed shit one day!"

Xu Wanyang hugged Editor-in-Chief Li's leg and was forced to be dragged on the ground, don't do it, try or die!Please don't give up your life so easily, editor-in-chief Li!

Mr. Zheng said with a smile: "It's not bad to get one-tenth of my old lady's true biography, ten percent."

Everyone present: One-tenth of the True Inheritance is already so terrifying. If it is ten-tenth, isn't it shoulder to shoulder with the chemical weapons that kill people when they meet people and Buddhas?How on earth have you survived till now!In fact, there is no such thing as taste at all!

When the scene of the riot was finally stabilized, Xu Wanyang, who had been complaining crazily in his heart the whole time, was so weak that he didn't want to think anymore... I really wanted to go on strike and give up, God, give me a thunderstorm...

"The dishes of the three contestants have been displayed. Now let's see if the last dish can surpass the Grand Slam of the No. [-] contestant and stage a Jedi comeback."

Liu Huanghuang walked over with a bowl in fear, he was not confident in his cooking skills, he was afraid that the finished product would make the three judges look disgusted, he was so nervous that he almost sprained while walking.

Putting the bowl on the table and slowly lifting the lid, he bowed solemnly and stammered, "This... this is boiled eggs in glutinous rice liqueur, please taste the three judges!"

The eyes of the three people are full of tacit understanding, which is rare to see. They look at the bowls in front of each other. The eggs are boiled in glutinous rice and liqueur. The final product should be yellow floating objects on the soup surface and transparent soup bottom. Come to the steaming aroma above, the tip of the nose smells a touch of sweetness and egg, it is an extremely simple dessert for home travel and Chinese New Year.

Not to mention a three-year-old, a one-year-old can do it hehehe...so...how on earth did you turn such a simple dessert into draining water for pouring in the fields!It smells so bad that you can't get close enough to smell it, and the smell makes your eyes burn. Because it's not long since it was put in the bowl, the green paste is still bubbling, and it looks more and more like fermented drain water.

Editor-in-Chief Li sighed, clutching his chest and said guiltily: "...I was really wrong, just now I said that contestant No. [-]'s dishes didn't look like shit but smelled like shit, which made me experience eating shit for the first time What kind of precious feeling is it? This is a very imprecise statement. This dish really refreshed my horizons. I think, no matter how many shits I have seen in my life, there is nothing like it. "

"...Editor Li, the comments belong to the comments, but please don't attack the contestants with words when you haven't tasted it." Xu Wanyang couldn't help his face twitching.

Editor-in-Chief Li said furiously: "It's all fucking like this, and you still have doubts about my words? Well, let's just select an audience member and let him taste this dish himself!"

Everyone present: ? ? ?Why do you want us to eat shit?What are we doing wrong?Don't come near us!

Editor-in-Chief Li sighed: "Isn't there anyone with an adventurous spirit? It's too disappointing, so that's good, please let the dog on the ground sneak over from nowhere to taste it instead of us."

Editor-in-Chief Li, please be yourself!

Editor-in-chief Li decided to do it himself, opened the dog's mouth, scooped a large spoonful of sticky green strange substance from the bowl with a spoon, smiled like a peach blossom blooming in April under the dog's terrified eyes, "Don't worry, as the saying goes Well said, a dog can’t change eating shit, I believe it will accept it and get through it.”

A spoonful went in, and the dog was forced to swallow it. Two seconds later, the dog spat out Editor-in-Chief Li's face with a wow.

"..." Editor-in-chief Li stretched out his hand calmly, picked up a handkerchief and wiped the vomit off his face, "You see, even the dog vomited, this is not something a living thing can eat at all."

Xu Wanyang argued: "But Editor Li, we have to respect the competition and the players, no matter how it tastes, we have to eat it once, even if it's shit, it's still valuable!"

Liu Huanghuang huddled in a dark corner by himself and drew circles, "...This is really not shit..."

Realizing that he could not escape the fate of eating shit after all, Editor-in-Chief Li was strangely silent for two seconds and suddenly said with a smile on his face: "Why don't you invite Master Huang first?"

Master Huang Qin said respectfully: "No, no, you are older than me, and the younger generation should honor the elders, so you should invite me first."

Editor-in-Chief Li smiled and pushed it forcefully, "Where is it, you have won more honors than me, I should admire you and honor you, please first!"

"You are too polite, you should invite me first!" Master Huang Qin insisted politely and forcefully.

Xu Wanyang put his shoulders on the shoulders of the two of them, turned his head to look at Master Huang and then at Editor-in-Chief Li, and said with a bland smile: "You don't need to ask him to invite three of you to taste at the same time, hurry up, don't force me Take a spoon and feed a few with your own hands."

Master Huang: ...

Editor-in-Chief Li: ...

Mr. Zheng shook his head, and sighed lovingly, "Young people nowadays...there are too few big winds and waves..."

It was unavoidable, so Huang Qinshi and Editor-in-Chief Li could only scoop up a spoonful of weird green paste in the bowl with their chopsticks tremblingly, raised their heads and closed their eyes as if they were dead, and swallowed the food together with the smiling Master Zheng.

At this moment, an astonishing situation happened. They opened their eyes, surrounded by birds and flowers full of vitality, and many girls in pink dresses were playing flute and music on the trees, and some chatted and laughed with each other like silver bells. Laughter, the whole world is like a fairy mirror, so beautiful that it is unreal.

In the cheerful and lively music, they looked at each other and walked across the small bridge with a smile, holding hands on the other side of the flower coast, no worries, no worries, only happy circles, "Ahahahahahahaha..."

Xu Wanyang patted the faces of the three judges who were lying on the ground, foaming at the mouth, and hurriedly said in fright: "Master Huang! Editor-in-Chief Li! Master Zheng! Please be sober!"

At this time, Mr. Zheng stretched out his hand slowly, Xu Wanyang grabbed it, and asked nervously with concern: "Mr. Zheng, are you okay? Can you talk?"

Mr. Zheng smiled and shed tears, "This... This is the taste that I have been looking for so hard that only my deceased old lady can make. It's great. I can finally taste it again in my lifetime. I have already died without regrets. ..."

Your old woman just wants to poison you to death!Sure enough, your sense of taste has long since disappeared!

Before Xu Wanyang could finish complaining, Master Zheng let out an uh and dropped his hand to the ground, "Master Zheng! Master Zheng!"